RiverClan Clearing

[19796]

Brownfur sat in the clearing (OPEN)

[poppy]

She hadn’t smelled the blood, but when her name was shouted from the clearing, the tone of voice and the speaker’s clear emotions had the ragdoll leaving her den like a bat out of hell. ”Dusk?” The nickname slipped out before she could stop it and she strode across the clearing, a nauseous feeling digging into her stomach. She stared at her brutally wounded deputy as he was carried to the medicine den, her blood turning to ice and then swiftly made her blood boil. Someone hurt her deputy. Who dared attack her heir, her second hand. She was going to tear them to pieces. But first. She had someone to put in their place. "Cobwebpaw; you are NOT the acting medicine cat, for the love of StarClan. Your job is to train to be a warrior and if Marigoldleap needs help then you are authorized to help, you appointed yourself and have no real authority. And I'd watch your mouth, that is your head Lionheart." Who cared if she was being harsh. This cat had been really getting on her nerves lately.

Next.

”Who did that to him.” She hissed to Dusklion, her voice deathly calm but her eyes were blazing.

// @taillow @finley.exe - small edit bc I didnt see ur post @/anyone else

[taillow]

Dusklion - RiverClan Head Lionheart
She/her | 27 moons | Go with the Flow, Beefed Up T3, Rapid Recovery, Shadow Fiend

It was difficult - no, near impossible - to control the Rage that was reaching a boiling point. The amount of cats that didn't react, that did nothing to the sight of their deputy coming into camp nearly dead... it made Dusklion want to shred all of them. She kept her jaws clamped firmly together to control it, the only display of her frustration shown in her narrowed eyes, unsheathed claws, and twitching tail. She glanced at Wisteriaheart, then to Swanberry. If she were in a better mood, she would've recognized her Clanmate's eagerness to help.

Thankfully from the medicine den it seemed that she was being called away, leaving Dusk to continue looking around for Birds. In the meantime, Cobs came up and was.... oh stars. Stars, grant her the patience needed to handle - "I don't know where you get off," she snapped as she glared at her, "tellin' me what to do, but I'm not goin' anywhere until the vermin that tried to murder Fades are dealt with. You're a 'paw, Cobs. I'm fine, I don't need to talk about anythin' - drop it." ...Oh stars. Yeah that was not the correct way to handle that. There would likely be regret later but right now the dark tabby simply straightened up and waited for Birds to show.

Shocked was a bit of an understatement to say the least as Dusklion watched the fire in Bird's eyes. She wasn't used to cats really caring that much when it came to the two of them. But she would use it to her advantage if it meant shredding the dung piles that had done this to Fades. "Outsiders," she spat with a lash of her tail, "near the border. I don't know if it's William's old group or what, but a patrol needs to be sent to make sure they're not still lingerin'. Dunepounce did a once over while we were there - two of 'em are dead - but I want it checked more thoroughly."

Her eyes narrowed slightly - not out of anger, or frustration (though she felt both at the moment), but out of desperation. "Marigoldleap is healin' Fades right now, but I don't want any dung piles thinkin' they can prance around our borders 'n attack any cat they see fit 'n get away with it." Her paws were already itching to run off, to take a patrol of her own and stomp this mess out, but the head Lionheart refrained with willpower she was forcing herself to have to see what Birds would order.

[ @poppy @finley.exe @peachfuzz~ - again apologies for dusk, she's in an emotional tailspin right now, silly girl ]

[Mica]

Eaglepaw
RiverClan
she/her | 6 moons
[Golden and white tuxedo tabby with green eyes]
Purrks: Dreamwalker, HK T2
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[Dusklion - @taillow ] [Cobwebpaw - @finley.exe ] [Birdsnow - @poppy ]
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Eaglepaw shot awake in her nest, heart racing and blood roaring through her ears. She twisted around, confusion and terror mingling at the commotion outside. Cats were yelling, they sounded angry--was there another raid?? Eaglepaw lept to her paws and pushed out of the den, blinking against the bright sunlight. But no--there was no raid. There were no foreign cats in her home. Only a blood-slick Dusklion growling at Cobwebpaw and Birdsnow--oh no. Someone was hurt. The scent of blood filled her nostrils. Someone was hurt bad. Eaglepaw rushed to Cobwebpaw's side, staring up at Dusklion with big green eyes. That was until she smelled Fadingsun on the warrior. Eaglepaw gasped. "What happened? Where is Fadingsun??" She whirled to the medicine den, hearing Marigoldleap ordering cats around. "Who hurt him??" Eaglepaw whipped her head towards Dusklion. "Was it you????" She snarled, fur fluffing up along her spine and tail. "Please, Dusklion, tell me it wasn't you." There was no way, right? Dusklion might have been jealous and acting a little serlfish but she wouldn't hurt her brother, surely! The only reason Cobwebpaw and Birdsnow looked as angry as they did was because they were worried for Fadingsun, right?????

[Saki]

@taillow @Mica @poppy. @finley.exe

Wisteriaheart's fur went up with anger as she heard about how those- those vermin excuses for cats almost MURDERED their beloved deputy! HOW COULD THEY?? Wisteria was not one for anger, she was calm, collected one of most groups- but this just rubbed her fur the wrong way. She felt like hot red death was leaking through her claws as anger pulsed into energy throughout her veins, she wanted to tear up those rats who hurt their deputy. Tear them up and destroy them- but she had to keep a level head. She couldn't just run out into battle for no reason. She needed to think rationally for a moment. She took a deep breath, claws still out, and started to think. After a few moments, her eyes grew narrow and her eyebrows furrowed. Someone dear to her, and dear to many cats in this area, was hurt. The honor of Riverclan had been hurt, and they needed to avenge their honor.

Wisteriaheart's eyes grew menacing and bloodthirsty, when she was truly angry- she couldn't barely control herself. It was like a Darkforest cat possessed her and whispered bad things in her ears, controlling her like a manipulative puppet. Her blue eyes seemed to darken as she tilted her head down a little, she was angry. Whoever did this was a fool, and they didn't know that the cat who they hurt was a cat with lots of friends and family to back them up when they were down. The cat or cats that did this, they were fools. Because sooner or later, they would dead. She could tell that Dusklion and Birdsnow were furious too, they both looked mad as all anything. The only few words Wisteria could mutter without running off (which was taking all her will power), was a simple, short sentence.

Her eyes narrowed a bit more, brow furrowed and casting shadows on her snout and under eyes like in a horror movie. ``We need a patrol`` She growled, looking furious ``Stat``

[taillow]

Originally Posted by RoboPrism

-Teardrop-
(Tear as in crying)
Male, 29 Moons
RIVERCLAN - Warrior
A longfurred, yellow-cream tom with white drop markings on his face chest and paws.

Teardrop saw Duststorm's familiar pelt and sat beside her, waiting to see if she had anything to say to him.

~Duststorm~
Female, 27 Moons
RIVERCLAN - Warrior
A long-furred, gray and white bicolor tabby with piercing orange eyes.
Family: Sister of Blackfeather.

Duststorm sat, wondering if now was a good time yet to go to the Leader's Den.

[ takes place at a separate time from the current clearing situation! ]

Dusklion - RiverClan Head Lionheart
She/her | 27 moons | Go with the Flow, Beefed Up T3, Rapid Recovery, Shadow Fiend

Well there were two pelts she hadn't seen in some time. Blue eyes narrowing, the head Lionheart got to her paws and stalked over to the two cats, stifling the low growl that rumbled in her chest. "Care to explain where you two have been for the last half-moon?" she snapped with a chipped tone, in no mood to be fed any mouse-dung. If warriors thought they could disappear and then return without any cat batting an eye, they were sorely mistaken.

[ both teardrop's and duststorm's last posts before this were on march 6th and march 12th respectively, meaning they were considered missing prior to this post! as such, dusklion is confronting them. if you've bought or plan to buy prison escape for them both, let me know and i will delete this post! ]

[sillycreatur]

cobwebpaw's jaw dropped softly and she flinched back, reeling with tears welling in her eyes. oh crap, crying was not the thing to be doing right now- why the hell was she being so stupid?

birdsnow and dusklion's words hitting her like slaps in the face, breathlessly cobwebpaw stumbled backwards, turning towards the camp exit. the tears forced themself to her eyes and she swallowed, managing to make it just outside of the clearing, pressing herself to a tree a small distance away.

shoulders shook as cobwebpaw sobbed, curling herself up into a small ball and burying her head in her paws. ' jus.. want'd.. t' help.. didn't w-want t' sc-screw it up.. ' she whimpered to herself, trying to calm down and failing.

oh starclan, she was such a screw up, inserting herself like that and trying to boss around dusk.. not dusk. dusklion. cobwebpaw didn't deserve to call dusklion a nickname like that. she was only an apprentice, after all. with another choking sob, she stumbled to her paws. she had to apologize, had to do something..

@Mica , @taillow , @poppy

[Silverfur & Co]

snowstripe looked from playing with the kits

[alec]

->> jayfrost [he/him, rc warrior, 25moons, burn baby burn] <<-
a tall silver classic-tabby with well groomed short to medium length fur and icy blue eyes


morning, the sun had crept over the horizon hours ago, melted away the fine dusting of morning dew and warmed up the earth beneath jayfrosts paws. he sighed, lithe form slipping out of the den and into the brightly lit clearing, his back ached, a reminder of bumblestar and the other thunderclan warrior he fought? or simply the result of semi constant bedrest since the raid? he didnt know but it didnt matter.
if he were to ignore his aching back and numb foreleg he could even call himself lucky, as he had somehow managed to catch garlicfeather not only free of any duties but also not socialising with anyone else. jayfrost had limped over, announced his presence with a quiet "hi" and settled to let the sun shine on his striped pelt in close proximity to garlicfeather.

( @Fritter wow this took me forever for some reason)

[RoboPrism]

Originally Posted by taillow

[ takes place at a separate time from the current clearing situation! ]

Dusklion - RiverClan Head Lionheart
She/her | 27 moons | Go with the Flow, Beefed Up T3, Rapid Recovery, Shadow Fiend

Well there were two pelts she hadn't seen in some time. Blue eyes narrowing, the head Lionheart got to her paws and stalked over to the two cats, stifling the low growl that rumbled in her chest. "Care to explain where you two have been for the last half-moon?" she snapped with a chipped tone, in no mood to be fed any mouse-dung. If warriors thought they could disappear and then return without any cat batting an eye, they were sorely mistaken.

[ both teardrop's and duststorm's last posts before this were on march 6th and march 12th respectively, meaning they were considered missing prior to this post! as such, dusklion is confronting them. if you've bought or plan to buy prison escape for them both, let me know and i will delete this post! ]

-Teardrop-
(Tear as in crying)
A longfurred, yellow-cream tom with white drop markings on his face chest and paws.

&

~Duststorm~
A long-furred, gray and white bicolor tabby with piercing orange eyes.

Duststorm flattened her ears and shared a glance with Teardrop who stepped in front of her.
"The meeting was taking so long I thought it'd be fine to have a walk to get some free air. What do you know but a fox kindly ran us halfway across the territory-, Duststorm being spooked as she gets-, ended up crossing a thunderpath and don't even ask about all the twolegs that were grabbing at us! It took ages for me to get her to go back over! If you're wanting to add to the list- FORGET IT!"

Teardrop panted and Duststorm leaned over to get a word in.
"It's not his fault... He was just trying to get me to cheer up! It went rather rotten, but I took so long to get over that path again."

Teardrop rolled his eyes and turned back to her.
"I suggested the walk!"
"I was the one feeling down!"
The two delved into bickering about blame, becoming gradually less aware of the third cat present.

(I never got notified but uhh, I'll cook something up lol, oops-, do you happen to know if Duststorm still needs to visit the leader's den too ?)