RiverClan Skyridge

[Silvershadow13]

~Silentripple~

The tabby molly stood up to call out something, but she was afraid to jeopardize her position, but unable to contain her thoughts the annoyed feline gave a quiet hiss and spoke up,
"This is getting annoying" she grumbled under breath

[wren]

Goosecurl | They/Them
Short smoked tabby with a cream underbelly and pale yellow eyes
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A growing chorus of shrieking voices seemed to erupt, this and that and this and that and “how dare you?” And “you are a moron!” And “pikestar was great!” And it was all becoming far too much. Quite frankly it had hit a point where Goose was simply forced to absorb it all, take it as it was happening. Attempting to formulate some kind of intelligent point to make but being so rudely interrupted by more and more shrieking input. And the worst of all? Beansprout. At this point he just looked like a big bird head squawking on the top of a stick. A big fat raven, screaming and wailing like you’d clipped it’s wings.

Goosecurl had let Goatsneeze off, the pair of them had their stare and had settled in then and there. Did Beansprout @vellichor need to continue this argument beyond that? No. He was just a big bawling baby taking on secondary offense to things he didn’t have a grasp on. ”Good gracious Beansprout, do you have a grasp? Do you have anything other to offer than your sympathy’s to Goatsneeze? and internal cursing of themselves for allowing their own emotions to guide their words before continuing. ”It was settled. And I expect the same sense of courtesy from anyone, the same way I expect it from Goatsneeze. Lower your tone.” they allowed their gaze to linger, hopefully matching Beansprouts and getting the point across. If Bean wanted an argument? That was on him. Squeak his little bird head off.

This however was not the end of it, their own daughter appeared. As if proving a point, Goosecurl did know what it felt like to have a child be threatened. Then Goose turned and ignored the rest of the screeching. Berryflare would do what Berryflare always did, and Beansprout would have to deal with that head on.

And again the clamouring of many clanmates was stirred up again. Gingerfrost was figuratively grabbed and dragged face first through the mud, Pikestar was still stuck underfoot. Annnnd… there we go. Racoonear spoke up, the riverclan shield “representative” finally seemed to show up. At times Goose seemed to forget that shields even existed… how was it that the successor to the common warrior was able to fly under the radar and only show up once chaos erupted. Though, they supposed that’s what happened with most the ranks here. They showed up when needed and then gently receded like the waves on the shore. The proposal of a vote made Goosecurls skin crawl. Pikestar had made his plans clear, and while there was great disrespect for Pikestar at the moment there still ought to be respect for the process? Shouldn’t there?

Goosecurl stared at Racoonear, @rowan and stared hard. Formulating a decent response to the passive aggressiveness to their final statement. Followed by two or three different warriors splitting the clan for their votes before Lilycreek @sol. approached Racoonear. Gentle conversation was exchanged from shield to Queen and Goosecurl felt a glimmer of hope. A very small glimmer. As Lilycreek retreated the Queen stood themselves and went to her side, gently taking a seat to her right. They raised their tail and let it fall against Lilycreeks back, something at an attempt for comfort. ”are you Alright? You are looking-“ another. And they couldn’t emphasize the word enough, ANOTHER interruption. This time a kit.

Briarkit if they remembered correctly. Sure the kit said lots of things, perhaps valid things, but was also inciting some kind of fight between themselves and Beansprout. This sent off alarms, not only was this argumentative but it was Beansprout. The talking bird head of all cats. Goosecurl stood with an elegant sweep of tail, leaving Lilycreek where they’d been. ”Briarkit.” @jupiter There was a stern edge to their tone, one that implied perhaps that “goose wasn’t there to fool around”. ”Come. Sit with me. The ceremonies will be getting going any moment now, I think it’s not best you go poking your nose into arguments that do not need your nose in them.” Goosecurl then tipped their head to where they had been previously sitting, continuing a long and unwavering stare with the kitten. ”and watch your language.”

With that they turned, full expectation that Briarkit would be at their heels and decided against voicing their own opinion. Though it mirrored Icefury and Beastflame. Enough had been thrown back from each side.

[Kunaisoul]

Nightleap walked to the left side

[sock]

Rainglow could barely take it anymore. Everybody seemed to be yelling and fighting with each other. He just wanted it to stop. He'd barely had time to cool down after the dog attack... He hadn't even seen if his brother was ok! His ears flattened as more chaos erupted around him. But, one thing wiggled its way out of the arguing and into the grey tom's ears. Pikestar was... Giving up. Rainglow suddenly felt his fur prickle. In a line of disappointment, Pikestar was following. Was RiverClan doomed? Had the stars forsaken them? He dug his claws into the dirt below him. He didn't have any room to process his emotions. He wanted to run. Run away. But he didn't. He loved his clan. His brother. His mother, who was in StarClan. He couldn't disappoint his family. Rainglow looked down, trying to ignore his clanmates shrieking and listen to Pikestar.

[Shade.]

He supposed it was bound to happen at some point. Darktwist was bruises and bleeding, having skidded across the ground a couple of times, but he kept it yo himself. The serious tom was aware that leaders came and went. He remembered ThunderClan switching leaders every gathering. Personally, although concerned with the goof of his clan, always, but he didn't know anyone better to replace him, plus, he preferred to work alone rather than pick his leaders.

[Wingnettle]

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Mintpool (she/her)
Riverclan ❍ 12 moons
White and gray siamese with blue eyes
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Oh, everything was rapidly falling down. Riverclan was collapsing.
Mintpool watched silently with unblinking expression as Pikestar announced his resignment, though inside she felt a pang of horror at the leader's words. Even a leader made mistakes. And even though this was a very relevant one that affected the whole clan... didn't that make Pikestar a better leader now? Weren't all these losses of some use to the clan, to his future? This could not end like this. But... Pikestar had made his decision.
Now the clan had to vote.

She thought for a moment about his former mentor. She had a feeling Slatestripe would not be happy about it, but the dark striped tomcat hadn't been too available recently so Mintpool hadn't found the chance to ask him. She glanced around now, wondering where he was.
But the choice that awaited her was hers, and hers alone.

Cats around them shrieked and yowled - Pikestar had lost control of the meeting since the first moment, but Mintpool wasn't surprised about it. She still felt the soreness in her body and a pulsing pain in her neck and leg, where one of the dogs had hit her.
Was it really how Riverclan was going to lose his leader?

Mintpool quietly made her way slowly, calmly among the agirated cats to take seat in the left part of the clearing. I have faith in Gingerfrost. And she didn't want to put young Stonepaw in such a difficult position. No, Riverclan could still keep together if the faith in their high ranks could be regained.
Deep down, Mintpool new Gingerfrost would have a lot to deal with as soon as he became leader. Because he will, won't he?

The white siamese narrowed her eyes at the crowd of cats still fighting with each other, her blue gaze trying to hide the concern that was tightening her chest as the meeting went on.
...What will become of Riverclan?

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[BEAR.]

A paw brushing against him caught Tinystorm's attention, and he glanced down to the fuzzy little cat he'd seen earlier. The child pursued by dogs. ".. Any cat worth their weight would have done the same. Cats like Snakeheart and Snowleap can rot in the choices they've made - they've earned no right to the name of our Clan." Why nothing was done, Tinystorm did not know - but it seemed fitting given the circumstances. "Take this chance to pick your allies wisely. Even the tastiest looking fish can have maggots inside." [ @Lillian ]

To Gingerfrost, he kept it short. "Put your paws where your mouth are. That's the only way your words will mean anything." Where Gingerfrost took that was on him, but frankly Tinystorm had no more to say on that matter. [ @Estelle ]

Silversnow. This one was special. Tinystorm didn't even spare her a glance. "I'll excuse your idiocy on the assumption you have sand in your ears. If you had been keeping up with Clan events, you would have known I was on the patrol that found the dogs to begin with... Bubbleheart, Mosstalon and I were ambushed in the thicket. He was killed, we barely escaped with our lives. I was the one who alerted the Clan of their presence.

"It was Snowleap who answered the call, as he should have. But his patrol didn't step a paw outside of camp. I know it's hard for you to understand this, Silversnow, but when you're a Clan leader you can't flake on a major issue and expect things to turn out fine. Dung can and will get worse. How the hell do you expect the Clan to follow suit on a patrol when their own goddamn leader thinks it's fine to put things off?? Leading is by example - and you've all fallen into his slump. If you can't lead your freakin' Clan when they need you, don't be a leader." Case closed. Assuming Snowleap was too unstable himself, he could have directed anyone to lead the patrol - but he let it fester and die. Had Tinystorm not been trying to recover from almost dying, he would have done it himself. He-- along with everyone, had been under the impression their dear leader had it handled.

But no. And here they were, bickering with cats too blind to see beyond their own muzzle. [ @puppeteer ]

"Peb--" He was going to tear into the next cat, lip curled when Snowleap began again. Well, good riddance. This solved one issue - but they had many more to contend with. Tinystorm did not trust Snowleap, had no reason to, especially after the patrol failure. It screamed unreliability to him, and paired with what the kid said... "Before you get too sentimental over Gingerfrost's leadership, consider this: he hasn't proven he can handle the rank he's been in yet. Why the hell would you want another leader without merit." When he said they should start playing ThunderClan, he didn't mean literally. Pushing Gingerfrost into leadership seemed like a disaster waiting to happen.

Blah blah blah. A bunch of chaos that wasn't particularly useful, and to Tinystorm just outright dumb. Bear doesn't feel like responding to it. "Snowleap. Finish this meeting - we'll go from there." In fact, he wanted to question the Snakeheart thing more later. It seemed odd this subject was buried with the kid. [ @Captain / @anyone else]

[Pitou]

**Doeheart**

With the emotions still raw from the dog attack, her nerves still rattled, she couldn't fathom an opinion one way or another on anything, much less the workings and politics of the clan, a topic she didn't care much care about on a typical day. Pikestar addressing the dog attacks and his failures brought a new wave of mourning to the lilac queen. She didn't want to think about the fault of the dogs raiding their camp lying on their leader, it was easier, more comfortable to consider the dogs the only enemy. Her eyes shut as cats began to speak up and out against Pikestar. She'd liked Pikestar; she'd never cared much for the politics of the clan and tried not to worry herself over the leaders duties and whether they were doing them or not. That was for the deputy, the medicine cat, the shields to be concerned about. She was a queen, her duty was to raise her kits, and before that it was to hunt and patrol for her clan, none of that included the need for knowledge as in depth as the leader's duties and responsibilities. And like another loss to compile on top of the others, Pikestar resigned, right before her eyes. She didn't have an opinion on whether that was ultimately a good thing or a bad thing but it was hard not to mourn him for who he was as an individual and she could see the hurt he was suffering from his own internal turmoil, a turmoil Doeheart understood intimately as she'd felt it herself these past moons. It was a turmoil borne of the feeling of failure, of loving something so much and yet not being enough. She wanted to cry for the sympathy that flooded through her and she prayed that Pikestar was only being dramatic in suggesting the clan would exile him. But then the clan erupted further, delving into a chaos on top of the mounting rumble of angry, dissatisfied, scared, indignant, defensive, aggressive outcries. "Shut up" an hurtled insults were flying from everywhere around her. Everybody was vying for the attention of everybody else and she had none of it to give. And suddenly her heart sank for Pikestar for where he still stood atop the streamstone. There was so much vitriol, so much animosity, so much hatred and anger and blame, Riverclan may just be cold enough to exile Pikestar. She felt sick to even think such a thing about her beloved clan. She couldn't sort her thoughts enough to figure out what she thought was best but if it were true that Pikestar's best wasn't good enough then maybe he shouldn't be their leader, but would that really mean he didn't have any place among them? Could Riverclan be so cold? It hurt that she even had to question it but the vile words being thrown in every direction around the clearing, and then plenty more directed at Gingerfrost...and Raccoonear suggested a vote and then possibly the worst of the vileness reared as certain cats started calling out Stonepaw. Doeheart's heart hurt, twisting as she searched the crowd for the young medicine cat. She'd grown close to Fawnlight and hadn't had much experience with the new Stonepaw but Stonepaw was a young cat and her motherly side hurt for the young medicine cat, though he had been given the responsibilities of the rank and she trusted both his abilities and Starclan's judgement, and Fawnlight's teachings, she hated that he was being expected to handle to overt, cruel criticisms as though he were an older cat. What has Riverclan become? And all of this was over the top of Pikestar attempting to get through the ceremonies of young cats who deserved to have the attention of their clanmates without the stress and heartache of such violent and disruptive conversations regarding warrior and higher rank problems. None of this should concern them and yet there were the small voices of young apprentices and kits cutting in on all of the chaos of the warriors and shields, Heartbreaking. She wasn't sure when she'd lowered but she found herself crouching just outside the nursery, unable to see much outside the cats in front of her and no longer bothering to try looking up to see everything. She was slowly slipping through the layers of confusion and anxiety and depression and doubt into a questioning, uncertain apathy. This clan was so unfamiliar to her...

[Silverfur & Co]

Originally Posted by rowan

Assholes, you all. Raccoonear stood before Beansprout. "I once respected you, and I still do. However, you need to get calm before anyone will listen. And no, they aren't going to listen to a helpless and small yowl to please be quiet like what I just heard. I barely heard bullcrap and I was right next to you. Like this."

She inhaled, a mighty call leaving her, a call for the clan of idiots to hush. "EVERYBODY SHUT THE HELL UP AND LISTEN. You lot are the most ignorant cats i've ever met. You don't listen. You just yell and try to be the center of attention because you want to be special and to be seen as a big hero. YOU ALL NEED TO STOP TRYING TO PLAY GOD DAMN HERO AND LISTEN. Pikestar has stepped down because you all absolutely destroyed him. You did not need to be rude, just say you disagree rather than going apples on him. Either way, let's put it in the past. Gingerfrost is his supposed successor. However, most of us and I too agree that he has been doing no more than the bare minimum. He's a swell and fine cat to know, but not the best high rank. As a shield I want to help you all to calm down and get sorted out."

She spoke up a bit, getting to the point. "We will vote. If you want GINGERFROST to succeed Pikestar, you will walk to the LEFT side of camp. If you want STONEPAW, our loyal medicine cat to pick a new leader per the warrior code, you will go to the RIGHT side of camp. If you wish to try and be special and have an argument to what the warrior code states and what our clan has traditionally done in these situations, step to the center and do not yell. Just speak to me and I will try to tend to your needs and ideas, despite me knowing you only came to the center so you can be a big hero." She rolled her eyes as the roleplayer of Raccoonear watched in disappointment at the chaotic hellhole grew.

"And Pikestar, my dearest brother and best friend. I am sorry for how you have been treated. And my clanmates, you all. I am sorry for the chaos."

 

@Captain @Estelle @carmen @x ghostie @rowan @perseus. @Silverfur & Co @xavier. @Poprock @Cherry~ @vellichor @~*The_Collector*~ @Lillian @Beamheart @Willowfern @Kay~ @WinterMara @~_LuzNoceda_~ @nykyrian @WhiteDawn @Abyssopelagic @BEAR. @Fawn @hope @~*Hope*~ @ameko @lio @ophelia @-Ash- @puppeteer @furrensic @Shade. @sol. @StormySong @AlreadyMadness @Catherine @Fleafur @~'Atlas-The-Lemon'~ @Tulipfur @U.S.S. Catacombs @CatontheMoon @|~Ju-Ju-Is-A-Maniac~| @lily moon @Larissa @Starfall @Jester @DynaMight @Brightstorm☆ @CrazyCat4481 @Sklee @Wingnettle @Kunaisoul @Thistlestrike_ @xSagefeatherx @dino. @wren @CreekFang @Cottenkit @-Echo @Theabsolutecosmo @comet15 @Silvershadow13 @Buzzin' Bee @The Doctor @ThatOneJayfeatherFan @~Fawn.Heart~ @IsItACatty? @Crescentkit @Caspian @Darkclaws @Octavia! @Amber2010 @Eaglet @teddy. @mooncake @celeste @Wintersun @Birdspirit @simply.moss @zeebles @~_LuzuraTheTitan_~ @Exis @Archjay @Ravensong @Snowy Red @~Loona Hellhound~ @Scallywagz @InuKago @littlelove @jupiter @valery @Rapid @serendipity. @Dirtfur @Radetzky @SuspiciousMindz @Cinderspirit @TsuTsu! @Nixey @SoulJoy @Leafie @Sun´Spots @lillythewolf @Cornbread1233 @MeadowTail3 @Oddpaw

Featherspirit stepped up "riverclan was once honorable and noble as well as forgiving their leader for their first mistake and pikestar this was yours. I forgive you no matter what. As for the rest of the ones yowling I'm ashamed in you that you all are fighting over something like this. I agree with raccoons idea but would like pikestar to stay."

Snowstripe agree with Featherspirit on this "this is his only mistake I don't see why y'all are making a big deal yes accidents happen cats get lost but we learn from those though. Forgive pikestar and stop all you y'all's mouse brained fight." She looks at raccoonrear and nods.

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Moonspot
Genderfluid/Queen
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Moonspot Watched as all the arguing had commenced. she lowered her head abit as she hadn't expected it to get so riled so quickly. she waited till it was settled down abit. then soon lifted her head slowly, then softly smiled as everyone was calmed down. she thought Pikestar was trying his best as he could. she knew he was doing as well as he could to lead his clan and he was doing a swell job so far as she could see. she then gathered with everyone quietly as she waited for the carimonies to start for the kits as her tail laied over her paws.

(If anyone wants to interact with her while it goes on you can ^w^)