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⋆⁺‧₊☽The Silent Scream☾₊‧⁺⋆
☆-Weepingpaw-☆
[He/Him]
{6 Moons}
~Gay~
"And its fine to fake it till you make it, till you do"
─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──
Weepingpaw walked quietly into Spiderstar's den, meaning to talk with him. There was so much on his mind as of late, and he really just needed to get it off his chest. Maybe even explain why he had left the camp in the first place. "Spiderstar," the tom called into the den softly.
Spiderthroat
He/Him || ThunderClan Leader
Beefed Up Tier III || Just a Scratch || Hulk SMASH
The Calico looked up, seemed as though the den was already getting use. Also felt as though this was going to be a rather serious conversation. Ears perked, Spiderstar stopped shifting the minute things around. The den half folded in on itself.
"What's up?"
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Originally Posted by Lightningpaw666
Brackenclaw- He/Him, 36 moons old, Thunderclan Hornet. Purrks: Just a Scratch.
Brackenclaw had felt like he had held onto this information for too long but he also knew he needed to tell the leadership what had happened regardless of what he would experience as far as any repercussions. Brackenclaw would accept his fate. The Otters were so much trouble and even costed Thunderclan their leader and a new leadership to step up. Brackenclaw hadn't spoke with Spiderstar much at all but he was Thunderclan's new leader and that meant Brackenclaw was to report to him. He would walk towards the Leaders den and dip his head respectfully keeping it low as he spoke. "Spiderstar may we speak? I need to report some things while they happened during the Otter situation I felt like the immediate issues over ruled these issues. And I reacted accordingly waiting to be able to report them to you." Brackenclaw would call out his dark deep voice remaining respectful. As the large Maine Coon kept his head dipped till he got a response. @Starfall - Spiderstar
The tom narrowed his eyes as a rather absent hornet came in. Ears angled forwards as he immediately began to make excuses. He hadn't even heard what the thing was yet. Surely, if it got put off for so long, than it wasn't that important.
"Speak." was all he uttered. Tail flicking back and fourth as he waited for something to be said.
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Originally Posted by Luna16
Acornfall had Sunrisepaw help him set the body down outside the den. He dismissed the -paw, who was clearly more traumatized than she'd let on about this, and stepped towards the leader's den. The dilute tortie left the leaf bundle behind and complied wordlessly, leaving the brown tabby to the task alone. Oh stars, how was he supposed to do this? He cleared his throat, bad news was never his forté. He liked delivering good news. Everycat loves good news! "H-Hey um...Spiderstar? He called into the den, sighing as he realized the waver in his voice probably gave away the nature of his news. "So...I was out teaching Sunrisepaw some basics about hunting and we...well we stumbled on Raccoonhowl's body." Well, there was part one of the story.
"And well...it looks like...well it looks like she didn't die from natural causes..." At this, Acornfall lifted the bundle with the fur inside it, and stepped into the den further. Wanting to keep this from prying eyes, he didn't want the clan panicking with speculation about who killed Raccoonhowl. He unfolded the leaf, revealed the fur he'd pried from the warrior's claws. "I found this clutched in her claws...it looks like she tried to grab evidence of whoever killed her, but it's too generic and old to know for sure." He explained, sighing heavily. More things ThunderClan didn't need right now. "All I could tell from it was that...it looks like cat fur. But the body is at least a couple sunrises old." The only scent he could grab from it was the scent of death.
He looked up at Spiderstar, eyes glittering with grief. Not necessarily for Racoonhowl, he didn't know her well. Yes, she was a clanmate, and he grieved that loss. But he also grieved for the trauma Sunrisepaw now would have to deal with from having found the body in that...state. Not to mention the grief he felt for the clan as a whole. Why now? Everycat was so focused on the otters...it was almost like...but no. Now was not the time to be pointing paws and suspicions at clanmates. Now more than ever, the clan needed to band together. And there was no evidence that a cat from another clan committed the act either, so no point pointing claws and fangs across their borders. It was...a mystery. "I couldn't find any evidence pointing to another clan, but scavengers have already started at the body..." He let his voice trail off, expecting the experienced cat before him to understand what that meant when it came to a corpse.
"I can take the body and bury it, but I just wanted to check in with you first. And...and bring the -paw back home." Sunrisepaw. One of Larkswoop's kits. Of all the -paws, it had to be her. Stars, hadn't that litter suffered enough? He'd need to take another warrior to help him bury Racoonhowl, and he'd get right to that. The less time the body sat in the camp, the better. He just...didn't know what else to do. Getting Sunrisepaw home and reporting this incident to Spiderstar seemed like the most important thing, and he didn't want to just leave the body there to be picked off from more like carrion. The fact that she was left out there as long as she was...well it filled his heart with rage and even more grief. No clanmate deserved that. He just hoped he prioritized things correctly here...and patiently waited for Spiderstar to take it all in and issue orders.
His first den entry as Leader. And it was this. His eyes narrowed as he listened to everything Acornfall had said. After gathering everything in, the leader did nothing more than let out a hefty sigh.
"It ain't gonna be fun. But you're first n foremost on this investigation. That fur will stay in this den. But, you're free to come and take a look at it whenever needed...I'm gonna need you , an I'm gonna trust ya , to find the one who killed raccoon." a pause as he got up to move a rock over, a decently sized divot hidden behind. Nothing extravagant, just a dip in the floor, enough to hold fur with out crushing it.
"Stick it there. If all the hints are pointin to one of our own. I want the rotten root dealt with. Immediately. The moment you find em. Or you're confident on who it is. Come n tell me...we'll take em out back. You'll be my witness." he was cut, dry and to the point. No need to dance around it. He'd cut off any foul roots if it meant the tree continued to grow and thrive.
No Spruce Beetles allowed.
"Go bury Raccoonhowl...an I'll let the clan now here once enough has settled down."
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"It's not enough that I win. You have to loose."
Spiderstar has a Closed Den Policy! Please Dm if you need to speak with him.
|| Site ||
When your hope is slowly dying
And your future's lost its rights
Raise up your bat and face the fright
Let's knock 'em dead into the night
Come follow me into the dark
⋆⁺‧₊☽The Silent Scream☾₊‧⁺⋆
☆-Weepingpaw-☆
[He/Him]
{6 Moons}
~Gay~
"And its fine to fake it till you make it, till you do"
─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──
The leaders tone didn't seem to have any infliction of anger. A good sign. The small tom sat down quietly and tried beginning to muster up the words.
"I-I just wanted to s-say I'm s-sorry again," the tom stuttered through nerves. "I really don't know what I was thinking. Well...," he broke off. "I do know what I was thinking. Sunfall... my mom... she's been missing for over a moon now," he mewed quietly, sorrow climbling his throat. "I didn't know what to do. I thought maybe she just left. Maybe there was a big mission I wasn't supposed to know about...," the tom's voice faltered.
"I'm scared Spiderstar..," he whimpered. "Momma's gone, Birdkit's gone, I never even met my Papa. My family's gone. I'm alone, and I'm scared," he cried softly. He was too old for this. Truly, he was almost 7 moons old, and he was asking for sympathy from his leader, who he had directly deceived and taken advantage of while he was healing with Bumblebreak and the rest of the otter patrol.
He felt terrible. He truly did. His actions were selfish and could've become a major problem for the Clan, just after the otters nonetheless. He felt hollow. Alone.
Spiderthroat
He/Him || ThunderClan Leader
Beefed Up Tier III || Just a Scratch || Hulk SMASH
The Calico looked up, seemed as though the den was already getting use. Also felt as though this was going to be a rather serious conversation. Ears perked, Spiderstar stopped shifting the minute things around. The den half folded in on itself.
"What's up?"
The tom narrowed his eyes as a rather absent hornet came in. Ears angled forwards as he immediately began to make excuses. He hadn't even heard what the thing was yet. Surely, if it got put off for so long, than it wasn't that important.
"Speak." was all he uttered. Tail flicking back and fourth as he waited for something to be said.
His first den entry as Leader. And it was this. His eyes narrowed as he listened to everything Acornfall had said. After gathering everything in, the leader did nothing more than let out a hefty sigh.
"It ain't gonna be fun. But you're first n foremost on this investigation. That fur will stay in this den. But, you're free to come and take a look at it whenever needed...I'm gonna need you , an I'm gonna trust ya , to find the one who killed raccoon." a pause as he got up to move a rock over, a decently sized divot hidden behind. Nothing extravagant, just a dip in the floor, enough to hold fur with out crushing it.
"Stick it there. If all the hints are pointin to one of our own. I want the rotten root dealt with. Immediately. The moment you find em. Or you're confident on who it is. Come n tell me...we'll take em out back. You'll be my witness." he was cut, dry and to the point. No need to dance around it. He'd cut off any foul roots if it meant the tree continued to grow and thrive.
No Spruce Beetles allowed.
"Go bury Raccoonhowl...an I'll let the clan now here once enough has settled down."
Brackenclaw- He/him, 36 moons old, Thunderclan Hornet. Purrks: Just a Scratch.
Brackenclaw lifted his head when he heard Spiderstar tell him to speak. "I would like to apologize for not bringing these things to your attention sooner. But shortly after Hollypaw was exiled from the Camp I noticed Sunfall slipping out of the camp. I followed her curious as to what was going on there I witnessed her eating some sort of white berry. Apparently they were poisonous. Hollypaw I think convinced her to eat them. I couldn't save Sunfall by the time I got there she was dead... Killed by Hollypaw herself. I swiftly apprehended Hollypaw and killed her myself as to not allow her to harm Thunderclan any further. She had proven herself to be a danger and any danger to Thunderclan must be snuffed out. I buried Sunfall out there and left Hollypaw's body for the scavengers not seeing it fit to bury a murderer. However, the problems didn't stop there upon my return Firebloom was mysteriously bleeding out in the Warriors Den her throat slashed I ordered Maplehaze to go grab the Med cats. I tried to stem the bleeding I really tried... But... But she died before the Med cats could get there. I have yet to figure out where the injury came from I just don't understand what caused it." Brackenclaw would try to explain he would then add. "I failed to bring this up sooner cause I thought with everything happening with Fadingpaw, Hollowpaw, and Bumblebreak after the otter patrol took precedence over cats nothing could be done for anymore. I realize that's no excuse but things seemed hectic." Brackenclaw would say hanging his head low at this point. The large tom was sure he was to be reprimanded not that he disagreed if he was. That decision was up to Spiderstar. Instead he just waited for a response.
Brackenclaw- He/him, 36 moons old, Thunderclan Hornet. Purrks: Just a Scratch.
Brackenclaw lifted his head when he heard Spiderstar tell him to speak. "I would like to apologize for not bringing these things to your attention sooner. But shortly after Hollypaw was exiled from the Camp I noticed Sunfall slipping out of the camp. I followed her curious as to what was going on there I witnessed her eating some sort of white berry. Apparently they were poisonous. Hollypaw I think convinced her to eat them. I couldn't save Sunfall by the time I got there she was dead... Killed by Hollypaw herself. I swiftly apprehended Hollypaw and killed her myself as to not allow her to harm Thunderclan any further. She had proven herself to be a danger and any danger to Thunderclan must be snuffed out. I buried Sunfall out there and left Hollypaw's body for the scavengers not seeing it fit to bury a murderer. However, the problems didn't stop there upon my return Firebloom was mysteriously bleeding out in the Warriors Den her throat slashed I ordered Maplehaze to go grab the Med cats. I tried to stem the bleeding I really tried... But... But she died before the Med cats could get there. I have yet to figure out where the injury came from I just don't understand what caused it." Brackenclaw would try to explain he would then add. "I failed to bring this up sooner cause I thought with everything happening with Fadingpaw, Hollowpaw, and Bumblebreak after the otter patrol took precedence over cats nothing could be done for anymore. I realize that's no excuse but things seemed hectic." Brackenclaw would say hanging his head low at this point. The large tom was sure he was to be reprimanded not that he disagreed if he was. That decision was up to Spiderstar. Instead he just waited for a response.
Spiderstar
He/Him || ThunderClan Leader
Beefed Up Tier III || Just a Scratch || Hulk SMASH
Oh. He was wrong. It was worse than he could have actually imagined. The death of a clanmate. Forced kill. And a Warrior found dead in their Nest?
Instantly. The moment Brackenclaw finished speaking, his fur fluffed up. Pure. Instentanious rage boiled inside of him.
"Out of a good chunk. Of Warriors. Apprentices. Hell. Even KITS. The only other one who was about as stupid as you was Cracklekit...HIS mess up was exactly that. A mess up. YOURS. HOWEVER. you KNEW. For at least HALF A MOON!!" he snarled. Standing himself up and making his way directly towards Brambleclaw.
"Yours. Was pure. Undalterated NEGLECT. One of the laziest, most worthless hornets, hell even WARRIOR I've seen in moons. It is a blessing that you'd managed to stay a Hornet for even this long. You were worried about otters...something on a BORDER? As compared to a Warrior dying WITHIN OUR OWN DENS?" he barked. At this point he was fully up within Brackenclaw's face. His fangs fully showing.
"We could have a Clanmate who is ACTIVELY killing the others. Yet here you are. believing that a Border problem is more important than INTERNAL PROBLEMS. ARE YOU STUPID?!" at this point. It was full volume yelling. It took a LONG breath for him to reel it back. For him to dial it down. Claws scraping against the floor below.
"In all of my seasons, I've never seen a who's so ill fitting of the title Hornet. Let alone Warrior." he said through gritted fangs. In that instant. Something snapped. He thought back to Weepingpaw just a few days prior. How sad he seemed. No clanmate should feel the fear of being killed...just for them to be forgotten and left.
"You get a minute headstart. I suggest you begin running."
__________________
"It's not enough that I win. You have to loose."
Spiderstar has a Closed Den Policy! Please Dm if you need to speak with him.
|| Site ||
When your hope is slowly dying
And your future's lost its rights
Raise up your bat and face the fright
Let's knock 'em dead into the night
Come follow me into the dark
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