RiverClan Clearing

[puppeteer]

silversnow sat

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[xavier.]

~ He was gone. Flintfang was gone. There was nothing Raccoonpelt or Silversnow could do about it. Raccoonpelt had wanted to just breakdown the moment Raccoonpelt realized the reality of the situation, but he didn't, he couldn't. No way in hell was he going down the same path as his biological mother and leaving his kits that wasn't going to happen. Raccoonpelt stood up from his seat as he looked around the clearing before spotting the deputy.. leader? Raccoonpelt had no idea what was going on with the high ranks but Gingerfrost was probably the best to talk to about changing his rank. Raccoonpelt Made his way to the tom giving him a small nod of greeting before he started to speak.

"Gingerfrost, I'd like to change my rank to.. queen."

The word 'queen' gave Raccoonpelt a feeling and it wasn't a very good one at that. Something about being called that made him feel bad.

"I'm having Flintfangs kits soon if it wasn't obvious.."

Why did it hurt to say that name? ~

| @Estelle - Gingerfrost |

[taillow]

Russetpaw
New. And big. Somehow even though they had been to the camp before, Indigo - now Russetpaw - still looked around in wonder. There were quite a few cats here already, and though they knew the only way to truly start settling in was to talk to others, anxiety nipped at their paws. They didn't know anyone here - well, that wasn't true. They knew two cats; but both of them were likely busy and the last thing the newly joined RiverClan apprentice wanted to be was a bother. But they knew at some point they would have to perhaps explain themselves, and why they had darted out so soon after arriving.

The thought alone sent a shiver down their spine.

Lingering on such thoughts would get her nowhere though, so for now Russetpaw decided to take a seat near the wall of the camp, distracting herself by grooming her pelt. The spot on her shoulder where it had turned into a nasty scar from her last encounter with the fox before this one still ached every once in awhile, but she did her best to not think about it. Soon enough she fell into a rhythm of tongue strokes, softening her fur to lie flat. She was open to someone coming to talk to her, but with the way her heart beat heavily against her chest she knew it would be futile to try and initiate any conversation right now.

[ open to 1 other for a short, light-hearted introduction roleplay! background: russetpaw, formerly indigo, has been inside camp before; they returned with gingerfrost and blizzardwind's body back in late march (about a moon and a half ago) before promptly leaving, so if you'd like your cat to recognize them, you're welcome to if they were in camp during that time! ]

[carmen]

Stonepaw

He had been taking a break, wandering outside to see if he could catch sight of his father. He had been growing increasingly worried about his dad, and so it seemed Bri had too. Neither of them had seen him in a while, and while that would have been fine, with all that had happened, he wanted to see him. Where had Antlerstreak gone? Pops could have been eaten by a dog, or lost in the Twolegplace or washed away by the snow-melt. Stonepaw didn't have the time to look for him, or the abilities. If he asked someone, he'd sound stupid. But still, he wanted to know, where was Antlerstreak?

He almost didn't see her, but he wasn't that distracted. Surprise coursed through him as he recognized the young molly from the moons before. "You!" He bounced towards the molly, slowing down as he noticed her discomfort. "Do ya remember me? I'm Stonepaw. You're back! Are you staying?" If she was, she'd better let him check her wounds. No running away this time!
@birdie

[carmen]

Stonepaw

Amber eyes snapped towards Beastflame as his companion arrived before him. "Beastie!" The furball grinned at his approach, jumping over to the old man before stopping. While the rain hadn't been too much an issue, the mud, on the other hand, was causing a conundrum. His paws were caked with the stuff, and it was the only thing holding him back from jumping on to Beastflame. As much as annoying the warrior caused him glee, mud in fur was a pain no one should experience, not even the gargantuan giant. Still, as he stood in ankle deep muck, he couldn't help but want to splash about in the puddles.

"Beastbro. If you could do anything you wanted right now, what would you do?" Obviously, Beastflame hadn't earned full name privileges yet, but that didn't meant that Stonepaw disliked the goofy glum guy.

@ophelia

[taillow]

Russetpaw
Though her attention rested with grooming, Russetpaw made sure to keep her ears peeled for signs of cats approaching her. And approach they did. Lifting her head she readied herself for an introduction - only to find that the cat coming closer was familiar. Oh heck, what was his name again?? She had been so focused on not making a fool of herself that she hadn't remembered to recall each cats name - oh, Stonepaw! Thank the stars above he'd said it.

"Oh, hello!" That wasn't too loud of a greeting, was it? A soft smile spread across their face as they greeted the younger cat. "Yes, I remember you! Ah, yes, I really am sorry for running off like that. I guess I was too... in my head." Truthfully, Russetpaw still hadn't quite made sense of the whole situation yet, but that was a task for a later day. At his next question, the feline nodded. "I am! I met with, erm, I believe he's the deputy? Anyways, I'm Russetpaw now. It's really nice to see you again, Stonepaw." And that was the truth. The first cat who had come up to them being someone they recognized had them relaxing a little, feeling much more at ease.

[ @carmen ]

[carmen]

Stonepaw

They remembered him! The apprentice couldn't help but smile wider at the thought. He wasn't often forgotten, but seeing how it had plighted some of his other clanmates, he had done his best to learn all of their names. And to consider that Russetpaw had only met them once- that, was an accomplishment. "It's okay, it's okay! I'm glad you're here. Have you gone on a tour yet?" To be honest, he hadn't gone on a full tour yet, just a few adventures into the territory every now and again, yet that still wasn't enough to take him everywhere. Some borders still lay unexplored.

"Oh! You met Gingy? Don't mind him, he's a bit of a grump." His tail began to twitch as he stared at the older cat. "It's nice to see you too. A lot has happened since you were last here." A lot, and he didn't like any of it one bit. The only good thing was the Beastie was a shield now, which meant that Stonepaw was allowed to bother him more. Still, that wasn't half as much as what was needed to balance out the rest of the bad.

"But, uh, how are you?" Had they been through any cool adventures in the twolegplace? Gotten in a fight with a turtle? Eaten anything especially good?

@birdie

[Kacey!]

Puddlekit simply sat there. He was unsure where he was, but that was fine. He had a feather to keep him entertai-
Scratch that, Bumblekit had stolen his feather.

[Kacey!]

Bumblekit: *bouncing around the clearing in search of entertainment*

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Originally Posted by Joeboe_Bean

Bumblekit: *bouncing around the clearing in search of entertainment*

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\ He/Him /
~ 4 moons ~
: a pure white tom with gray speckles on his face and legs :
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Ghostkit looked around the blasé clearing It was so old... when would he become a warrior?! Why hasn't it happened already? he sighed as he looked around once more in hope of spotting something fun to do, he landed on Bumblekit.. she was bouncing around the clearing eh... what could go wrong? Ghostkit trotted up to her "Hey!.. Bumblekit right? Err- My names Ghostkit-" Ghostkit panicked while talking, he wasn't very good at introductions, he sat down and pretended to be looking at something, desperately waiting for a response from Bumblekit..?
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