RiverClan Skyridge

[Faith.]

Dappledpaw looked back up at Pikestar, her ears still folded back. She felt relieved when she saw that the commotion was over, and Beastgrowl was gone. In his place though... There was blood on the ground. The spotted she-cat quickly looked away, fighting the urge to gag. She hated seeing blood, especially when it was one of her clanmate's- well, former clanmates. Dappledpaw's eyes widened when she heard that Dawnpaw was missing... Where could she have gone? The small apprentice wondered and heard that there were going to be patrols to search for RiverClan's medicine cat. What would happen if word got out? Would the other clans care, would they think RiverClan was weak? Dappledpaw hoped not, because if they did think RiverClan was weak then the other clans would be more likely to attack....

For now, Marigoldleap was going to fill the role of medicine cat. Maybe I can lend a paw or two...

[Madelaine]

Marigoldleap
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Female[she/her]

Someone got exiled which caused the molly to watch it unfold. It did kind of helped the stress a bit. Beastgrowl had it coming and Pikestar had every right to be upset. The tom was a danger to the clan. What if he had launched an attack at one of clanmates, her found family. She lowered herself in case anyone was needed, but upon seeing cats go after them she moved herself back up.

Marigoldleap's eyes focused on Pikestar as they checked to make sure Birdpaw was okay. She was here if needed. Her eyes focused on everyone else involved. She began to calm herself down when Fawnpaw was officially announced missing. Her stomach turned. She had already knew they were gone after not seeing them for a while. She then froze when her name was called. It sounded like she was in charge of healing and medicine cat duties while Fawnpaw was done.

She stood up straight. Riverclan needed her right now, so she needed to stay calm. Sure she could be stressed, since there was many ways to relive it. She would have just nodded, but she felt it wasn't good enough. "Yes Pikestar. I'll make sure everything is in working order for when she gets back. I won't let my clanmates down.", she meowed. Marigoldleap hoped Fawnpaw would be back soon.

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@canineantics; since she
was talking directly to Pike
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[perseus.]

Mapledawn ears perked when they heard Fawnpaw was missing their tail flicked in nervousness and fear for the young apprentice. Truly she hoped the young cat could be found soon.

Mothdusk frowned softly at the news of Fawnpaw going missing, this wasn't good she probably is scared out of her mind! The calico oriental was worried, and was half tempted to go and run out and find the missing apprentice herself.


Cicadapaw ears pinned back slightly and eyes went wide with fear. Fawnpaw is out there alone? That isn't safe, I hope that she has been able to find a place to stay safe till we are able to go out and find her. With the recent deaths, the apprentice had been worried for everyone.

[Wintersun]

Robinpaw

There wasn't much for the tom to do now, he only stayed seated where he was, carefully watching his clanmates.

[sol.]

-Lilycreek-

She fidgeted for a moment, feeling disgust at Beastgrowl as Otterfluff and Fogcloud chased him out. Serves him right. The meeting seemed to continue shakily after that, especially with the news of Fawnpaw being missing spreading. Her fur bristled. Fawnpaw was gone? Wh- how? Wasn't be assigned guards for a reason?

-Bluebellpaw-

She shivered at the anger of her leader. Not to self, never make Pikestar mad. Ever.

His next announcement made her flinch in surprise. Fawnpaw was missing? How? Her critical eyes flew over to Beansprout, whom she knew was supposed to be guarding his daughter, but she decided to let it go. Accidents happened: whether or not the outcome would be fatal was a different story.

-Kestrelpaw-

Her mrrrow of approval at her leader's anger was only loud enough for the cats closest to her to hear. Hmph! Beastgrowl got what he deserved.

[occultation]

Slatestripe was glad when Pikestar got the meeting going again. The last thing the warrior wanted was for them to dwell on what just occurred. That would only raise the possibility of arguments and more disruption, and right now they needed to focus on getting this meeting going. Besides, Beastgrowl didn’t deserve any more attention. If he was smart, he’d leave RiverClan’s territory and never look back.

A part of Slatestripe wanted him to start something, to say some dumb crap to Otterfluff and Fogcloud or even attack them. Then, he’d be dead and there would never be any chance of him harming a cat again. Should Pikestar have killed him? He won’t harm RiverClan again, but what about the next young cat he meets?

His attention was diverted as Pikestar announced Fawnpaw’s disappearance. Alarm shot through Slatestripe; was she okay? Had she been kidnapped? Taken by Twolegs? One thing was for certain: he would be on one of those search parties. If any cat tried to stop him, he’d shred them. Politely.

He had mixed feelings about Marigoldleap being their new medicine cat, but he supposed it was for the best. She was slowly beginning to earn Slatestripe’s trust through her clear dedication to RiverClan, but he still wasn’t even close to being done with his suspicions. If she didn’t do her duty, he’d be the first in line to drive her out.

[pxxylo]

Raccoonear watched as even more desperate warriors yelled and growled at the now ex-Riverclanner as he left, her eyes and facial expression dull. Some even attempted to give him more crap, and complain about him to his face, while Raccoonear simply stared as even more gas was poured upon the fire. Just shut up. He’s had his fill, now shut up. Shut up, shut up, shut up. This is a meeting, not a group exile. Only one cat is needed to exile him, all you aren’t needed. Just shut up, go sit down. All you’re doing is further disturbing the meeting, dumbasses. While the pitiful riot went on, she muttered quietly as Pikestar bypassed her to return to the Streamstone, ”Good riddance, brother.” The gray molly shifted forward to listen when the meeting had at last been put back on track.

Ah, another matter. While her thoughts were traveling along the train tracks in her head, she heard that someone she did not know had gone missing. That’s odd, commoners going missing isn’t something that gets announced in a meeting. Fawnpaw… who is that? They must be someone important if it’s being announced publicly. Maybe the… oh! Medicine cat! Oh. The medicine cat is missing. Okay. While she had never met this cat before, as she knew that many roles had switched and changed since her kidnapping, she still worried about whoever this cat was and where they were. What if this poor cat was also kidnapped and is currently going through exactly what she did? She would not even wish that upon her worst enemy, much less an apprentice-aged cat. Concern glazed over her eyes as the memories flowed into her mind, but she quickly wiped that away, focusing on the meeting again.

She would likely be participating in these search parties, so she put a pin in the thought, remembering the names Featherflame and Sunstone. Marigoldleap happens to be another name Raccoonear will have to remember, for emergency purposes. ONLY for emergencies. Any else, she would do it herself. She has never trusted temporary medicine cats because of a story her mother had told her. Yes, Raccoonear now knows it was only a tall tale, but it was quite realistic, and now that she thought about it, was very easy to occur. Well anyways, time to continue to listen to my moonly newsletter, read out by her best friend, Pikestar.

[Silverfur & Co]

Featherspirit and Snowstripe were shcoked but volunteered to go

[Rose]

Flintfang
He/Him

As Beastgrowl was exiled from the Clan and two warriors, Otterfluff and Fogcloud followed him out to make sure of his banishment, Flintfang had calmed down enough to turn his sage green gaze back to Pikestar. By this time, though, Pikestar was already once again seated upon Streamstone. Huh, Flintfang had probably been too angry to notice the leader's return to his perch.

Blinking a couple times, the silver-furred tom exhaled, twining his tail with Silverpaw's as Fawnpaw's disappearance was announce. Newfound worry etched itself into the lines on Flintfang's face as he realized what that meant. More burden and depression for his sister, and more stress for himself. Oh no, he wished he could throw his paws over her ears to never ever let anyone say anything that'd hurt her again. But alas, Silverpaw deserved to know what had happened to her friend, and Flintfang just sat there with his side pressed against hers, providing support and safety. Providing warmth and kinship. And above all else, providing a home. Because in the end, Silverpaw deserved a place and time to cower. She deserved to complain.

It was ironic that Flintfang had not seen all that before, and that after Lilyheart's death he'd gone gallivanting off into the woods as if having no care in the world. Now, Flintfang didn't regret those days, as he'd met Raccoonpelt, the love of his life, but he definitely regretted the moments where he'd turned a blind eye to Silverpaw's needs. She needed a family. She needed support.

'Never again,' he vowed. Never again would Flintfang ignore the cats around him. He would protect his kin and Clan, even if it cost him his life. Especially Silverpaw and Reedwhisker.

[ @maple. - Silverpaw | Eep, short post and probably a bit too early; but wanted to get over with a reaction to put this off my list. ]

[Estelle]

With Beastgrowl gone, the shield could finally find a spot to sit down. At the meeting's edge, towards the back, where few others were. A calm area for the lethargic tom as he swiped his green gaze from the clan entrance to Pikestar back atop the Streamstones. He'd have to hope that the meeting would proceed normally from here, granted their new 'normally' didn't include constant interruptions and chaos. All he wanted was one normal and peaceful clan meeting where he could just come and then go (and he wasn't even the one hosting them). Huffing a little as he sat down, the tom's partially open green gaze watched the meeting proceed with previous irritations pushed back... Mostly. Whatever was to be announced sounded important, and it was. Fawnpaw was missing. He should've seen it coming. His tail gave a disturbed flick, displeased with this situation wherein they didn't know what happened and why. He could think of some possible causes, and yet they'd have to assume some of the worst to start off - they at least had Marigoldleap to take care of any injuries or illnesses until the young medicine cat was found, but still. It posed an issue her disappearance. It'd be only natural for search patrols to be send out, he presumed, he'd have to join them in looking. If she was in the twoleg place... That reduced their chances of finding her considerably, although.