RiverClan Clearing

[Spartan-117]

Originally Posted by Kade Clock

"Ok! Bye!" she said happily as she wandered back to her nest.

Ravensplash purrs as they leave the den.

[DeltaDace]

*Bearspot*

Bearspot smiled as Hazepaw left the apprentice den. It was getting cooler as leaf-bare approached, so it's best to get some training in before it gets unbearably freezing. As he leads Hazepaw to the entrance of the camp, he bumps into another cat.

"Oh sorry! I was just taking Hazepaw out for some training," Bearspot explained, backing away from the cat, "Need to sharpen up his hunting skills in the water."

(Open!)
@PlayWithFire

[Mistletoe]

Originally Posted by DeltaDace

*Bearspot*

Bearspot smiled as Hazepaw left the apprentice den. It was getting cooler as leaf-bare approached, so it's best to get some training in before it gets unbearably freezing. As he leads Hazepaw to the entrance of the camp, he bumps into another cat.

"Oh sorry! I was just taking Hazepaw out for some training," Bearspot explained, backing away from the cat, "Need to sharpen up his hunting skills in the water."

(Open!)
@PlayWithFire

~Dragonflyfrond~

“Oof!” His fur ruffled in surprise.
“Oh hi Bearspot. Don’t worry about it.” He smiled, hoping to seem friendly. He hadn’t talked to Bearspot before, and the sudden interaction made him nervous. He looked down at Hazepaw, and then back up at Bearspot. Should I offer to help? That’s probably the polite thing to do. I’m sure that’s what warriors do..right? He was a new warrior with barely a moon’s worth of experience under his paw.
“Do you need any help?”

[Moonraven]

It's been a while since she's visited the dankest of the clans. After hesitating, Twiligthstar had crossed the border without a second thought. The difference in terrain made her tail curl in an uncomfortable manner. The earth felt a little softer and not as solid as if her paws were going to sink into the ground at any second. There was dense forestry that surrounded their territory, no matter how many times she walked under the cover of the trees it would never not feel stifling, as if the trees were going to reach out and suffocate her.

The WindClan leader had kept her ears and her eye wide open in case she ran into a patrol. She didn't think any RiverClan cat would attack her, but at the same time, it would be justified giving that she was trespassing. The walk to their camp felt much longer than it actually was, despite being rather exhausted and in some pain, Twiligthstar kept her tail raised and head held high as the sounds of meows grew louder as she made her way to RiverClan's camp. It took her a moment before deciding on waltzing right inside instead of waiting outside.

She was here to check if any of her cats had blown over here during the storm and planned to be on her way if not. The last time she had been in RiverClan's camp, a plucky lion had been at the head of the clan. Now Kestrelstar was leading it, and although Twilightstar had no personal issues with the way the younger cat led his clan, his brash decisions and temperamental manners made her wary. His treatment of ThunderClan in the past has been and will continue to be questionable to her. The way he handled ThunderClan reminded Twilightstar far too much of how Dawnstar and ShadowClan treated WindClan. The tom's seemed to have gotten a handle on his battle lust and desire for revenge as he's proven at the last few gatherings they've been to, Kestrelstar's matured and quelled his confrontational attitude with ThunderClan, yet Twilightstar still couldn't help but be careful.

The slender, scarred, lilac she-cat took a seat near the opening of the camp and waited to be noticed or pointed in the direction of Kestrelstar, Splashleap, or Snakeheart. She forced her body to relax and twisted her head around to lick at her shoulder, trying not to regard the way her stomach dropped at the piercing odor of salty sea and fish in the air. Ordinarily, RiverClan's scent didn't bother her much at all, but in their own territory, it was much more potent. She blamed her empty stomach as to the reason why the smell bothered her so much. It made her queasy, not to the point of choking or retching, it was just a small insistent touch that refused to leave. She swallowed her distaste and finished licking her fur, the one-eyed feline went back to looking around for the pelts of one of the cats in charge.
@spade

[spade]

Keeping things in order for leaf-bare preparations had been a majority of Kestrelstar's day, the RiverClan leader moving swiftly from one task to another. Stocking the prey-pile, though that one was already practically done, utilize the rivers for fishing and Cattail Pond before leaf-bare got an icy claw-grip on them and they were no longer viable to pick from. All in all, things were moving bright and calmly, and for once the gray tabby simply stood back to watch his Clan work. With many events taking place, things were much more lively than he could've hoped.

Just as he was about to seek out Splashleap to ask about patrols, having not heard much in regards to reporting, yellow eyes picked up on a familiar figure sitting near the entrance of camp. He'd been expecting her sooner or later, what with RiverClan taking in a few refugees blown over by the harsh winds. A shiver raced down from ears to tail tip as Kestrelstar recalled the patrol he had been on with the three apprentices, not even daring to fully mark their shared border with WindClan for fear of getting swept up in a wind none of them were prepared for.

"Twilightstar." Greeting the WindClan leader with a soft nod as white paws carried him over, there was a touch of warmth to his gaze. Since his first disastrous Gathering where Twilightstar had seen him, he was beginning to look much healthier, and closely resembling the warrior that had visited her camp all those moons ago behind Snakeheart and Lionstorm (though, if he recalled correctly, the golden tabby had never showed).

"I assume you're here to retrieve the members of your Clan that its namesake tossed into our territory?" A small hint of sarcasm, but Kestrelstar smiled to dismiss any ill intention that may have come across by it. He had seen Coldamber and Tidepaw around camp, and while he would've used the time they were here to perhaps have them help out around the Clan, he knew they must be frightful over the fate of their home. "They should be around here somewhere - they haven't left our camp." Turning his yellow gaze back to her, brief curiosity flourished across his expression. "I felt the winds a couple days ago. I know you've faced tougher opponents than a stubborn breeze, but is the rest of your Clan alright?"

// @Moonraven @Rainquail @Naiad [for Tidepaw and Coldamber!] @Rani [if you wanted Sunsetbloom to see Tidepaw off!] @gs29513 [for Splash to join if you'd like]

[Rani]

It was with a heavy heart for two cats that the familiar name of the windclan leader graced their ears and the inevitable end for what had been quite a pleasant time came. Sunsetbloom had had an absolute blast with the little bird Tidepaw but she at least fully acknowledged that the younger molly didnt belong here and that she should be reunited with her moor home. So with a soft smile and a "Ill see you next gathering yeah?" the warrior ushered the apprentice off, laden with pretty scales and shells for her collection.


Snakeheart was far more reluctant however. The medicine cat had been positively thriving in Coldambers company during the storm the motherly molly soothing an ache left by Fozblazes abandonment and the tom had wasted no time showing the ex medicine cat everything he could. It was.... nice in a way too, the tripod molly hadnt ever been to riverclan in his recollection so this was new and not retreading only painful ground. A new fresh kind of fun of meeting those that were important to Snakeheart and the territory he grew up on free of the burdens of a past life lost. The lanky tom wasnt remembered by Coldamber yes, but he'd come to realize that he didnt really know her either. She never talked of herself and lack of living together meant he couldnt learn it passively, so now he had the joy in learning all about someone he already cared for content and safe from the pain it mightve brought had there been more history. Decorating her new nest aside Snakehearts in true riverclan fashion with pretty rocks shells and feathers Coldamber liked, trying new prey that the moor clan never got and just enjoying eachothers company. It was bliss.


It was ending. So even as Snakeheart poked his head out of the medicine cat den and nodded to Twilightstar padding over with a "Glad to see youre still alive after that mess, I was worried. How's Peachfrost? Does she need any herbs for injured, we have more then enough and I can send her some back with you." it was obvious he was disheartened, unhappy to see Coldamber go. Why did his mother always leave? Blood or choice it seemed he was cursed to this unhappy lot.

@Moonraven @Rainquail @spade @Naiad

[Abyssopelagic]

Coldamber had been enjoying her time in RiverClan beside Snakeheart as she shook off the event s that brought her to RiverClan. For the first time since Ahockholly disappeared, she'd felt light of heart and full of joy. Although she hadn't spoken to any of the other cats in RiverClan, she felt at ease among them and not a hint of aggression she might have expected to get from another Clan's warriors being asked to allow a rival Clan's cat among them.
She'd been mulling over the thought for awhile, what she would do when she returned to WindClan, but with each passing day the idea became more and more uncomfortable until it was outright painful to think about. She didn't feel the same love among the other Clan, her only connections too busy or hateful of her past actions to make her feel welcome or secure. She found herself becoming drawn to Snakeheart and the mother-son relationship they had in the past, those parental affections hadn't faded even with her loss of memory.

Coldamber regretfully trots after Snakeheart when Twilightstar's presence in the camp was made. Each pawstep felt heavy and foreboding. She didn't want to go, but didn't she still have certain obligations to her Clan regardless of how she felt? Was that all Clan life was, putting aside what you want for a home you felt nothing positive for?
Her eyes land on Twilightstar and she has to keep herself from flinching. She sits between both High Ranks of RiverClan and allows the conversation to pass over her, only paying some attention to it. Her eyes catch sight of a warrior she'd seen around before and let's her attention shift to the large molly. She'd seen her around camp with Tidepaw and seemed rather gentle despite her large size. She absent-mindedly waves to her.

@Rani @Moonraven

[DeltaDace]

Originally Posted by Mistletoe

~Dragonflyfrond~

“Oof!” His fur ruffled in surprise.
“Oh hi Bearspot. Don’t worry about it.” He smiled, hoping to seem friendly. He hadn’t talked to Bearspot before, and the sudden interaction made him nervous. He looked down at Hazepaw, and then back up at Bearspot. Should I offer to help? That’s probably the polite thing to do. I’m sure that’s what warriors do..right? He was a new warrior with barely a moon’s worth of experience under his paw.
“Do you need any help?”

*Bearspot*

"Help?" Bearspot asked. He thought back to the Clan Meeting and how Kestrelstar mentioned coyotes possibly gathering around our territory. A chill went down his spine as he recalled those thoughts, and having Dragonflyfrond around wouldn't hurt.

"Of course! Kestrelstar mentioned that we had to go out of the camp with three cats now, so I needed someone else to go with anyway."

[TeaHouse]

Dream'kit ran into the clearing shouting his warrior friend's name "Sage'watcher!" he shouted

[awesomeness]

Originally Posted by Beetle'

Dream'kit ran into the clearing shouting his warrior friend's name "Sage'watcher!" he shouted

" Hello!" Sageẃatcher shouted back at the him