Well, I don't know about that, but they will be cute! Willowwhisper purred. And I have Nightstrike to take care of them too! He will be a wonderful dad! Her light blue eyes shined while she was thinking of Nightstrike.
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Floodpaw nodded as Deerspark told him to keep claws sheathed, even though it was common sense. They wouldn't want to harm their own clanmates, anyway. But deerspark moved on and started talking about the main places to attack, the most important ones or the ones that draw the most blood. Their lips curled into a snarl at the mention of Bumblebutt, however. She had knocked him out cold the last time they crossed paths, and he had gotten exiled shortly after. But the tabby apprentice gave the warrior a confused look - three v one? "Whats the three v one? Was it after I was exiled?" the blue gray tabby asked, tilting his head.
The warrior moved on to talking about the places they should aim for - some of which Floodpaw had already lost in battle. The face, he had lost an eye (albiet from a flood, but still), The ears, which he had lost when the thunderrats raided the camp, along with his tail in the same battle. He would have lost his life too, if it wasn't for furbs. Deerspark showed him the scars, and floodpaw could only stand there. Now it made sense why the Thunderclanner would have attacked him at the ears and tail.
The older tom went on to explain how to attack, which was more in the shoulders then paws. The apprentice made a mental note of that for when he would next find himself in battle. And distractions also helped - the one-eyed tabby might have to try that out in the next battle. "Alright, got it," they said, nodding his head. "What else do I need to know?"
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He, Him\Warrior\31 moons\Riverclan
"If every thought in my mind was a star in my head, the constellations would be knotted!"
Purrks: One With The Warren [ACTIVE] The Collector [ACTIVE]
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The unified attack on Riverclan was such common knowledge that Deerspark was nearly startled, wondering if Floodpaw had so much trauma surrounding the event that they had managed to block it out entirely. A truly impressive feat, but also really really sad. But then Deerspark realized that Floodpaw was exiled before he saw the horror that flooded (not intended) their previous camp.
Deerspark wasn't sure whether or not they were lucky or unfortunate, having to hear it instead of experience it themselves. The warrior visibly tensed at the subject, a brief wave of nausea gnawing at him as he recalled the memories and the pain it brought him.
He wondered if he deserved to feel that way. He wasn't dead, was he? Why feel that way?
"Three clans... Uh. Hm... Chased... Riverclan out. Into. Into the uh, mountains." Deerspark explained shortly, his stammering voice pinched. "Du--- Stormstar... Killed Fallownose. Caused... A uh. Chain reaction, hm." He explained further, brow furrowing. He was itching to get away from the topic, so he continued on swiftly.
"Dodging." He coughed, working his jaw before he spoke again. "Observe... A lot. Know... Erm. What... What your opponent... Is uh. Doing. At all. Times." Without warning, the lengthy warrior swiped a paw at Floodpaw, aiming for his ears. If the blow landed, it would only be enough to sting afterwards, but Deerspark had no intention of severe hurt. In fact, he wanted to prevent it.
Pebblesplash digs a tiny hole and places a wilted, shriveled flower inside. It used to be a part of her nest, and she had grown attached to it, However, it had wilted and thus, wanted to give it a proper goodbye.
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It's another day. Someone else is crying in camp. Salamanderpaw is going to respond, even though she's hardly anyone's idea of a comforting presence.
Exhibit A: "Fogmask, did you do something to her?" Sharp, accusatory. The shaggy harlequin lumbers over. All she sees at the moment is Starrypw weeping into the snow, and also Fogmask is there. Eyes skate from the warrior to the apprentice. "Starrypaw, what's the matter with you?" She doesn't...mean it like that, honest. But that doesn't stop it from sounding harsh, and even Salamanderpaw recognizes that, because she's adding: "Are you hurt? Did something happen?"
Of course, given what an event it'd been at the time, she recalls Elderkit's death. She's just not connecting the dots that that's what Starrypw is crying over right this moment; you'd need a smarter cat than Salamanderpaw to put those pieces together.
Re: RiverClan Clearing
