RiverClan Evacuation thread - All RC members please read!

[chickadee]

Tulippaw
?/100 || RiverClan || 9 moons || she/her
The Wilting Bud

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Tulippaw trudged into the camp, just as gloomy as the rest of her Clanmates.

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will fix later - just a post for her arrival

[occultation]

( @taillow @Rose )

Fadingstar winced as he felt someone dabbing his eyes with wet moss. Judging by the strength of her scent, it was Dusklion. Surprise laced his fur; how long had it been since she'd expressed care in this way? It was a small gesture, and it honestly probably didn't mean much of anything, but it still had his heart clenching- in a good way.

Her efforts were unfortunately in vain, for as soon as she wiped the blood free from his eyes, more came to replace it. The bleeding wouldn't cease until cobwebs were stuffed into the wound (or he ran out of blood... could that happen?). The leader still shot her an appreciative, albeit slightly defeated, smile.

Fadingstar listened quietly as Dusklion gave her report, noting by the change in scent as Wisteriawren came near. He gave her a nod in greeting, not exactly sure where to find her. He hoped she'd managed to escape the battle without too much harm; he'd certainly have to check on her later. RiverClan needed kind-hearted, genuine cats like her now.

A lot of cats had died, but that wasn't too surprising considering the level of brutality those rogue groups had brought. Fury at their attackers still burned his paws; it would be a while before he was willing to even think of them as Clans again, let alone consider letting this go. He wasn't an idiot; he knew that RiverClan couldn't feasibly strike back against all the Clans at once.

So, once the rogue groups had moved on to other things and RiverClan were able to return to their own territory, he'd focus one at a time. He'd have to find reasons for attacking that disguised his real motives, and he'd have to be careful to spread the attacks out so they didn't look intentionally sequenced... ShadowClan would, of course, have to be first. They needed to pay for their brutality. The child murders, the torture-

He cut himself off, realizing that he wasn't paying attention to what Dusklion was still saying. Pushing his hopes for the future down, he forced himself to focus solely on what his sister was reporting.

Apparently a good number of outsiders had shown up, and Minksplash had been exiled. Good; Fadingstar had been meaning to do so himself, but the attack had come before he could. Then, he felt Dusklion shift to press against him. He leaned into her, unsure whether she was looking for or offering support. Either way, her presence was comforting.

Crowglow's scent hit him then, and his ears angled in the direction of the warrior's voice as he reported that Skyfall was acting strange. Fadingstar sighed; now was not the time to be bothering him with personal problems. He heard his sister scoff and respond to Crowglow; she raised a fair point.

"If personal problems are all that he's got hanging over his head right now, he needs to figure out a way to push them aside for right now and focus on the Clan. He's not on the thickest ice with us after how he handled Appleberry, so it would be in his best interests to get his head clear and start lending a helping paw. He can come talk to me about whatever's on his mind when our Clan is settled and not just coming out of the worst day we've had in seasons. Until then, I don't want to hear any more about his personal problems."

He knew he was being curt with Crowglow, but he really wasn't in the mood to play therapist for his cats right now. Not when he had a Clan to lead, not when he still hadn't found Eaglepaw or his kits-

He needed to look for them. All of them.

Shaking his head, he re-focused on Dusklion in case she had anything further to say. He wasn't too surprised that she wasn't fond of letting outsiders in, but from his perspective, if they were being helpful, well... it would be wrong of RiverClan to turn them away, wouldn't it? Besides, they'd be safer with RiverClan, where the rogue groups they were leaving behind couldn't reach them and tear their limbs off, too.

It then seemed like Wisteriawren and Dusklion were having some sort of interaction (since when had Dusklion started caring so much about Wisteriawren?), so he took that as his opportunity to respond and then get to the medicine area. He was tired of being unable to see; he needed his eyes if he was going to find his kids and apprentice.

"You did the right thing, kicking Minksplash and that one outsider out; RiverClan doesn't have any reason to tolerate cats who cause us problems. If Minksplash is seen around RiverClan again, I want her killed. Hopefully she'll find her way to the Wind group and kill some more of them."

Shifting his weight some so that he felt steadier on his paws, he continued, "If these other outsiders are being helpful, I don't see anything wrong with offering them places in RiverClan. We could use more warriors right now, anyways. Speaking of which, I'll see to it that our dead are buried before we leave. You should see Mistyshard and Berrypaw if you haven't already. You too, Wisteriawren. I hope you're okay, too; come chat with me when you've seen the medicine cats, okay?"

He started to walk toward where he thought Mistyshard and Berrypaw's scents were coming from. "I'm going to go get my damn sight back. Being blind isn't fun."

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( @Seamrog @chickadee @Goopysharkboi @Minkuu @leopardheart00 @Desert Rain Frog @Madelaine @Yoshdo @Bean @Weekend-Wondering @constellation @Mizu @glitch @Hollyheart of thunder @IDIOTICBEAN101 @Silverfur & Co @gs29513 )

After getting patched up by Mistyshard and Berrypaw, Fadingstar felt a lot better. Now that he could see, he could actually assess the situation around him. A lot of their Clan were present, but a lot were still missing, too. Whether they were dead or just missing was impossible to say.

Concerningly, he didn't see Eaglepaw anywhere among the cats gathered. Perhaps she's just off gathering herbs or hunting; that would be just like her. Watching out for the Clan, just like she did when she was a kit.

Memories of their training and the time they spent under the stars started flooding into his mind, but he shoved them away. Now was not the time to be nostalgic; Eaglepaw was unaccounted for, but he still hadn't done a proper search for his kits.

They were smaller, so harder to just spot from a distance. He started making his way around the area, looking for them. Would it be suspicious to call their names? He wasn't exactly known for being super fond of kits; he usually didn't get involved with them unless he had to.

The last thing he wanted right now was anyone knowing that he had children to exploit and harm. Having Dusklion was bad enough; at least she could defend herself. They were still too young and vulnerable.

Deciding against calling to them, he decided to just search around until he eventually found them. He spotted Baneberrykit by herself, and Smolderkit and Lionkit together. Okay, that was three of them. What about Emberkit?

After quite a bit of searching, Fadingstar was unable to find his remaining kid. Panic began to set in; should he go back out there and look?

He turned his paws in the direction of the distant camp, fully prepared to charge out there and go searching for his daughter. His paws started to move forward.

Then he stopped.

What in the stars am I doing? Our camp is overrun. If there are any RiverClan cats left there, they're probably dead. Emberkit's probably in someone's jaws, on her way to the camp right now. It would be stupid of you to go out there; your Clan - and your other kids - need you here now.

So, as hard as it was, he stopped himself. He probably looked strange, standing there staring off into the distance. Maybe not; maybe it wasn't that odd for a leader to be looking out toward his lost camp, toward the place where his Clan had suffered so much unnecessary brutality.

Shaking his head, he turned back toward his Clan. There were jobs to be done. "Duskleaf!" he called, knowing he could rely on his new Lionheart to get this job done. "I want you overseeing the burial of the bodies that we were able to recover. Bury them all by the river. Bearsnout, Skyfall, Brokenstream, and Sunsetpaw, go help Duskleaf."

Hopefully helping with the burials would remind Skyfall of what was actually important right now.

"I want all of these new outsiders coming to me right now so I can get an actual headcount on you all. If you're interested in joining RiverClan, come to me. If you're just here to help but you don't care to join us, then I'm going to ask you to head away from the den now. I don't want outsiders mingling with us if they aren't intending to stick around; it makes everything too complicated."

[ If you've been tagged, it's either because Fading has given your cat something to do or you're roleplaying an outsider/someone trying to rejoin (or both). If you've been tasked with burying cats, Fading expects it to get done! If you have an outsider or a former RiverClan cat looking to rejoin, please have them approach him! It isn't a requirement necessarily, but if your cat doesn't approach then they'll need to wait until the meeting to get a Clan name!

As a general reminder for anyone who may be reading this: Open joining and rejoining closes tonight! After this, we'll go back to our normal system for rejoining and outsider joining will temporarily close. ]

[Beaan]

Grande Vanilla Bean Frappuchino With Wipped Cream
She/Her - 12 Moons - Friendly, Chatterbox - Outsider - Purrks: N/A
Fluffy white molly with flecks of light gray and heterochromic
eyes, one dark green and one light blue eye

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As grande bounded away from the plant-cat, he heard the call of a tom, who seemed to have some authority. Calling to see who wanted to join? Now that sounded interesting!! Grande bounced over, A smile on her face. "Hi, Mister!! I'd like to join your RiverClan thingy please!! Everyone here is really nice, and I could use a change in scenery!!" she purred, happiness in her blue and green eye.

[ @occultation - Fadingstar ]

[Hollyheart of thunder]

Originally Posted by occultation

( @taillow @Rose )

Fadingstar winced as he felt someone dabbing his eyes with wet moss. Judging by the strength of her scent, it was Dusklion. Surprise laced his fur; how long had it been since she'd expressed care in this way? It was a small gesture, and it honestly probably didn't mean much of anything, but it still had his heart clenching- in a good way.

Her efforts were unfortunately in vain, for as soon as she wiped the blood free from his eyes, more came to replace it. The bleeding wouldn't cease until cobwebs were stuffed into the wound (or he ran out of blood... could that happen?). The leader still shot her an appreciative, albeit slightly defeated, smile.

Fadingstar listened quietly as Dusklion gave her report, noting by the change in scent as Wisteriawren came near. He gave her a nod in greeting, not exactly sure where to find her. He hoped she'd managed to escape the battle without too much harm; he'd certainly have to check on her later. RiverClan needed kind-hearted, genuine cats like her now.

A lot of cats had died, but that wasn't too surprising considering the level of brutality those rogue groups had brought. Fury at their attackers still burned his paws; it would be a while before he was willing to even think of them as Clans again, let alone consider letting this go. He wasn't an idiot; he knew that RiverClan couldn't feasibly strike back against all the Clans at once.

So, once the rogue groups had moved on to other things and RiverClan were able to return to their own territory, he'd focus one at a time. He'd have to find reasons for attacking that disguised his real motives, and he'd have to be careful to spread the attacks out so they didn't look intentionally sequenced... ShadowClan would, of course, have to be first. They needed to pay for their brutality. The child murders, the torture-

He cut himself off, realizing that he wasn't paying attention to what Dusklion was still saying. Pushing his hopes for the future down, he forced himself to focus solely on what his sister was reporting.

Apparently a good number of outsiders had shown up, and Minksplash had been exiled. Good; Fadingstar had been meaning to do so himself, but the attack had come before he could. Then, he felt Dusklion shift to press against him. He leaned into her, unsure whether she was looking for or offering support. Either way, her presence was comforting.

Crowglow's scent hit him then, and his ears angled in the direction of the warrior's voice as he reported that Skyfall was acting strange. Fadingstar sighed; now was not the time to be bothering him with personal problems. He heard his sister scoff and respond to Crowglow; she raised a fair point.

"If personal problems are all that he's got hanging over his head right now, he needs to figure out a way to push them aside for right now and focus on the Clan. He's not on the thickest ice with us after how he handled Appleberry, so it would be in his best interests to get his head clear and start lending a helping paw. He can come talk to me about whatever's on his mind when our Clan is settled and not just coming out of the worst day we've had in seasons. Until then, I don't want to hear any more about his personal problems."

He knew he was being curt with Crowglow, but he really wasn't in the mood to play therapist for his cats right now. Not when he had a Clan to lead, not when he still hadn't found Eaglepaw or his kits-

He needed to look for them. All of them.

Shaking his head, he re-focused on Dusklion in case she had anything further to say. He wasn't too surprised that she wasn't fond of letting outsiders in, but from his perspective, if they were being helpful, well... it would be wrong of RiverClan to turn them away, wouldn't it? Besides, they'd be safer with RiverClan, where the rogue groups they were leaving behind couldn't reach them and tear their limbs off, too.

It then seemed like Wisteriawren and Dusklion were having some sort of interaction (since when had Dusklion started caring so much about Wisteriawren?), so he took that as his opportunity to respond and then get to the medicine area. He was tired of being unable to see; he needed his eyes if he was going to find his kids and apprentice.

"You did the right thing, kicking Minksplash and that one outsider out; RiverClan doesn't have any reason to tolerate cats who cause us problems. If Minksplash is seen around RiverClan again, I want her killed. Hopefully she'll find her way to the Wind group and kill some more of them."

Shifting his weight some so that he felt steadier on his paws, he continued, "If these other outsiders are being helpful, I don't see anything wrong with offering them places in RiverClan. We could use more warriors right now, anyways. Speaking of which, I'll see to it that our dead are buried before we leave. You should see Mistyshard and Berrypaw if you haven't already. You too, Wisteriawren. I hope you're okay, too; come chat with me when you've seen the medicine cats, okay?"

He started to walk toward where he thought Mistyshard and Berrypaw's scents were coming from. "I'm going to go get my damn sight back. Being blind isn't fun."

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( @Seamrog @chickadee @Goopysharkboi @Minkuu @leopardheart00 @Desert Rain Frog @Madelaine @Yoshdo @Bean @Weekend-Wondering @constellation @Mizu @glitch @Hollyheart of thunder @IDIOTICBEAN101 @Silverfur & Co @gs29513 )

After getting patched up by Mistyshard and Berrypaw, Fadingstar felt a lot better. Now that he could see, he could actually assess the situation around him. A lot of their Clan were present, but a lot were still missing, too. Whether they were dead or just missing was impossible to say.

Concerningly, he didn't see Eaglepaw anywhere among the cats gathered. Perhaps she's just off gathering herbs or hunting; that would be just like her. Watching out for the Clan, just like she did when she was a kit.

Memories of their training and the time they spent under the stars started flooding into his mind, but he shoved them away. Now was not the time to be nostalgic; Eaglepaw was unaccounted for, but he still hadn't done a proper search for his kits.

They were smaller, so harder to just spot from a distance. He started making his way around the area, looking for them. Would it be suspicious to call their names? He wasn't exactly known for being super fond of kits; he usually didn't get involved with them unless he had to.

The last thing he wanted right now was anyone knowing that he had children to exploit and harm. Having Dusklion was bad enough; at least she could defend herself. They were still too young and vulnerable.

Deciding against calling to them, he decided to just search around until he eventually found them. He spotted Baneberrykit by herself, and Smolderkit and Lionkit together. Okay, that was three of them. What about Emberkit?

After quite a bit of searching, Fadingstar was unable to find his remaining kid. Panic began to set in; should he go back out there and look?

He turned his paws in the direction of the distant camp, fully prepared to charge out there and go searching for his daughter. His paws started to move forward.

Then he stopped.

What in the stars am I doing? Our camp is overrun. If there are any RiverClan cats left there, they're probably dead. Emberkit's probably in someone's jaws, on her way to the camp right now. It would be stupid of you to go out there; your Clan - and your other kids - need you here now.

So, as hard as it was, he stopped himself. He probably looked strange, standing there staring off into the distance. Maybe not; maybe it wasn't that odd for a leader to be looking out toward his lost camp, toward the place where his Clan had suffered so much unnecessary brutality.

Shaking his head, he turned back toward his Clan. There were jobs to be done. "Duskleaf!" he called, knowing he could rely on his new Lionheart to get this job done. "I want you overseeing the burial of the bodies that we were able to recover. Bury them all by the river. Bearsnout, Skyfall, Brokenstream, and Sunsetpaw, go help Duskleaf."

Hopefully helping with the burials would remind Skyfall of what was actually important right now.

"I want all of these new outsiders coming to me right now so I can get an actual headcount on you all. If you're interested in joining RiverClan, come to me. If you're just here to help but you don't care to join us, then I'm going to ask you to head away from the den now. I don't want outsiders mingling with us if they aren't intending to stick around; it makes everything too complicated."

[ If you've been tagged, it's either because Fading has given your cat something to do or you're roleplaying an outsider/someone trying to rejoin (or both). If you've been tasked with burying cats, Fading expects it to get done! If you have an outsider or a former RiverClan cat looking to rejoin, please have them approach him! It isn't a requirement necessarily, but if your cat doesn't approach then they'll need to wait until the meeting to get a Clan name!

As a general reminder for anyone who may be reading this: Open joining and rejoining closes tonight! After this, we'll go back to our normal system for rejoining and outsider joining will temporarily close. ]

Algae watched the cats. When he heard what he assumed was the cat in charge call for any cats wishing to join, he stood up. He silently padded up behind the talking cat, (perms for him to spook Fading??)

[otter]

SKY
[ 13 MOONS ]
[ gray tabby tom with green eyes ]
[ HE / HIM ]
[ BEEFED UP T1, LYREBIRD'S LULLABY, HERBAL KNOWLEDGE T1 ]
ignore that his previous post said dreamwalker, that no longer stands!

He nodded at the leader's call. Sky padded over, his ear twitching as he sat down in front of the leader. His chest tightened as he saw the leader looking for something- or someone. Then he stared in the direction in which Sky could see a few cats barely bigger than ants walking around. Was he looking for his kit? Sky wondered, remembering painfully how he'd fled because of Rust, and he had to hold back tears thinking about how the kit had killed his mother and most likely his father. 3 moons old and already a murderer. Sky wasn't even sure that Rust's siblings were still alive.

He took a deep breath. "I just want to say that I want to join RiverClan to be protected. I'm not selfish, but my sister's kit- three moons old, murdered both his parents, and he already hated me. I don't want to die. I swear on my name that he did it, I saw him. I'll protect RiverClan, you protect me. I just want you to watch out for a russet tom- small, since he's a kit. He's a tabby, but he has gray streaks through his fur, and yellow eyes. Don't let him join. No matter what he promises, never let him. He's a lying piece of crap and he'll kill you at the first chance he gets." Sky sighed. Why? Why did his own nephew do that? He shook his head.

Well, that went from a reason why he wanted to join to a full blown speech and warning. Would the leader even let him join after all his ranting? Sky looked around at the other outsiders, hoping maybe one of them would show recognition, or at lest heard of Rust.

@occultation - Fadingstar/sun

[Idiotic.Bean101]

Nameless-She/Her


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She was about to say something else to Rowanmane, before she heard the leader… someone had called him Fadingsun… called for all the outsiders.
Join?
It’s probably be for the better.
“Uh, I’ll be right back to help with those cobwebs.” She said to Rowanmane “In the meantime, you… might wanna get that checked out, I know for a fact that hurts.”
She gestured to her own jaw, before walking over to the leader cat called Fadingsun.
“Hi, um, sir.” She said awkwardly, noticing others were speaking “My name is Nameless, and I don’t quite have a memory so this clan would be a good… fresh start? I guess? I can train and I’ll be a one hundred percent loyal… clan member?”
She didn’t know all the words yet.


@occultation - Fadingsun
@Rowan - Rowanmane

[Poprock]

Oaktail had carried the shivering Emberkit the whole way, only dropping her once he spotted her litter mates.
“Found this one hidin’ away, figured she could use y’all right now.” the warrior meowed, before padding off.

Emberkit couldn’t even look at her siblings, too ashamed. At least she was safe. @beau @Omari

[Omari]

Smolderkit
Riverclan
He/him

Now that he was a bit more calm, getting a bit more of a grasp on the situation, the tears in his eyes dried up–now he was just dedicated to making sure that all of his sisters were safe. With a newfound and near sudden courage, he curled his tail over Lionkit’s back, knocking his cheek against her face in an attempt to soothe her. “We’ll find them, it’s okay…”

Blue eyes shifted over the cats that surrounded them. He wasn’t too familiar with all of them, so he figured that it would be easier for him to pick out his siblings’ pelts in the crowd. He didn’t even know where Fartingsun was, either… Well, he certainly had to have a chat with that guy, bringin’ him and his sisters into such a dangerous place! Wasn’t it supposed to be safe here? Whatever, Smolderkit could yell into his ear some time later.

“B-...Baneberrykit!” The tom suddenly yelped out upon spotting her fur, alongside an older cat that he… Could not recognize for the life of him. “Here! Over here!”

And, grateful for how useful these big cats proved to be over the last hour, another one came by and dropped off Emberkit. His concerns seemed to disappear, lunging to Baneberrykit as soon as she came within range, and–kind of forcefully–he hauled her by the scruff over to where Emberkit sat, shuffling in close to the frightened molly. “Emberkit–we’re all here!”

[ @beau @Poprock @appariitiion ]

[constellation]

SORREL
// Outsider // Kit // 5 Moons // She/Her //

Sorrel padded up confidently, her tan and white fur glimmering in the sunshine. “‘Ello!” she said, smiling at a brave looking Tom. Something about the male’s eyes… made her feel weird. She gulped, that fearlessness disappearing in a brief second. Heh. Sorrel glanced over her shoulder, making sure Conch was at her Side and approached— with more carefulness this time.

“Okay. Hi. I’m Sorrel, and this is Conch.” she waved her tail at her brother. “We are looking for some cats… Seapaw and Cloverpaw! Seapaw looks like him and Cloverpaw… well. How would I know? Maybe she looks like me. Dusk… lion… told us that Seapaw wasnt here yet. Where is he? What happened?” the big questions. “And why, WHY do you have DEAD CATS here? It’s kinda creepy. Wait… You are RiverClan… right? Not some dead-cat-collecting group of Kit-eaters?” she would feel overwhelmed. Or would she?

Sorrel sat down and grinned even wider, her tail bouncing energetically.

[ @Weekend-Wondering — Conch // @occultation — Fadingsun // @Dolomedes (they said they wanted to see) — Seabreeze ]

[korok]

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ Brokenstream | 20 MOONS | HE/HIM ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙
sleek golden bengal tom with light green eyes, jet black ears & back legs
pixelgif by @/SnowheartTC

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Brokenstream’s ears pricked as his leader called his name, ordering him to help bury the bodies of his fallen Clanmates. His head hung low, ashamed of himself. If only he was a better fighter- he could have saved them. The bengal shook his head quickly, getting to his paws and straightening his shoulders, ignoring the sting he felt underneath the cobwebs. Dwelling on his faults wouldn’t bring them back, and it disgusted him to know that they couldn’t bury them on RiverClan territory where they belong. He stifled a growl. The other Clans would pay for their transgressions.

Looking down at Featherkit, he swept his tail gently over her flank. ”I have to go help our other Clanmates for a bit, okay? Don’t leave the Abandoned Twoleg Nest.” The warrior told her, turning and padding towards Duskleaf, expression grim.

”Tell me who those filthy rat excuses for warriors took away from us. They deserve a better burial than in this place, but I’ll make sure they have proper resting places.”

[ @Snowyfeathr | @Seamrog ]