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Dec 23, 2018 17:57:31 GMT -5
Post by Shadowstartheleader on Dec 23, 2018 17:57:31 GMT -5
Lavenderfur bit his lip as he heard the noticably flat tone that accompanied what the apprentice was saying. He felt a jab of frustration that a cat as young as this one was able to feel so helpless by the circumstances he was living in. it felt unfair that a young cat training to be a warrior had to grapple with...hopelessness and lack of direction when most cats his age were dealing with some combination of warrior training, crushing on other apprentices, and getting out of responsibilities.
Unable to find the right thing to console the young cat, Lavenderfur simply said no more and padded further. He was growing tired quickly from how much he was carrying, and when the apprentice almost swerved into him he knew the same must be true. He mumbled an 'its ok' through the prey and continued on. Once Aspenpaw dropped his own prey, Lavenderfur followed suit, looking for a good spot to bury all of it.
He soon began digging, his legs quickly dirtying from the work. He was trying to make a big ditch for the several pieces of prey, and it took longer than he expected even with the two of them working on it together. Once they finished, he gave a sigh of exhaustion. "There's still some on the pile, I think..." He mumbled with disdain.
Tawnyface slowly shook her head, looking briefly down at her paws as Hazelrunner disagreed and stated that Shadowpaw had been presenting more strength and resiliency than anything else. She thought of memories of the cat pathetically cowering from his father's blows of rage, not even attempting to defend himself as his father beat upon him. it had happened enough times, Shadowpaw knew fighting back made it worse.
Memories like these were how Tawnyface had classified the cat as merely a pathetic one, but one of Hazelrunner's words stuck with her. Resilient. "More resilient than any cat I've ever met." Biting her lip, Tawnyface wondered what could make Shadowpaw resilient. He certainly hadn't shown resilience in battle or resilience in his warrior duties while in Shadowclan.
But...he did make it through all of that... She blinked, momentarily hiding the deep thought visible in her eyes. Maybe Shadowpaw did have a hint of resilience to him. Nightstar was a giant, strong cat. To make it through all of that...definitely not unscarred, but...alive--maybe that was a feat of resilience.
Her throat cleared awkwardly and she listened in again as Hazelrunner suggested that she speak with Shadowpaw about all of this. "Oh, no." She shook her head quickly. "That's not part of the deal. This is between you and me." Her gaze remained fixed hard towards the other she-cat despite having turned out towards the moor. She swallowed and imagined speaking with Shadowpaw. "Oh, hey, sorry about all those times I helped pick on you. Also, its cool you made it out of Shadowclan. Good luck." No, she wasn't one for deep words, apologies, or consolation. That wasn't her job.
As she stood to leave, Tawnyface waited to see if Hazelrunner had anything left to say, then nodded slightly to the Windclan warrior. "Well, um..." She cleared her throat awkwardly a second time. "Thanks, I guess." This was the second Windclan warrior who had managed to, in some way or another, impress her. Or at least...distinguish herself from the rest.
Leafpaw took in a deep breath, holding it for most of the duration as Speckleflower spoke, then releasing it with a noticeably dramatic sigh. "Well, it makes sense to step back at some point and stop assuming complete control over them. Life doesn't...offer any enjoyment otherwise. But I still can't help wondering at this point, because...Well...there's a point where you have to step in. If a badger is coming to kill your kits, you obviously step back in and do everything you can to fight that, whatever it is thats coming to kill your litter." Leafpaw took a breath and looked down at her paws. "Why doesn't Starclan do the same? The threat of Nightstar seems to be sweeping so far--he's already taken Riverclan. It sounds like Thunderclan is...experiencing something, I don't know if its related or not, but...isn't there a point where enough is enough? Where they have to choose to save their kin?"
She looked back up to Speckleflower. "We can't become our own cats if we're never allowed to experience challenges on our own..." She murmured quietly. "...but isn't the threat of our being wiped out great enough for them to step in?"
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Dec 23, 2018 21:33:12 GMT -5
Post by wildcharm on Dec 23, 2018 21:33:12 GMT -5
The tom kept his gloomy out as they scooped out the earth to make a hole big enough to dispose of all their prey. By the time they had finished digging out the whole he was panting, his chest heaving up and down. By the time they’d dumped all the prey they’d brought into the hole Aspenpaw’s tail was dragging behind him the dirt. Sighing loudlyhe nodded as he turned his head back towards to camp with a frown. “This would be faster if we had more cats to spare.” He mewed softly with a flick of his tail. He sat down to loudly pant and try to catch his breath. Most of the warriors had been sent off to try and find prey elsewhere or to find the two missing Thunderclan cats. In the pit of his stomach he had the feeling that something horrible had happened to Brackencall and the medicine cat if they hadn’t returned yet.
“Should we go to back to camp to get the rest?” Despite the hard work this all was he sounded eager to head back to camp. The fact was that he wanted to get back to camp and check on Sprucestar. “I really wish we knew what happened to all this prey.” He mewed softly reluctantly pushing himself back up to his paws.
Hazelrunner’s ears folded back against her head when Tawnyface shot down her idea to say this directly to Shadowpaw. The Windclan warrior thought it would be a good idea for Shadowpaw to hear Tawnyface’s thoughts for himself. Shadowpaw had such a low self-image of himself that he needed all the encouragement he could find. Still, she supposed there was a reason that the she-cat and Longshadow got along so well.
She slowly blinked in surprise when the Shadowclan cat actually thanked her of all things. Presumeably for her deciding to come after. Inclining her head ever so slightly to the side. “Your welcome..I guess.” It was a stifled and awkward smile before she slowly turned to leave. “And thank you for agreeing to stay.” The young she-cat called over her shoulder before she turned and started to slowly make her way back towards camp.
She moved quickly back towards camp anxious, to see how the camp was holding together and how Shadowpaw’s training session with Dogclaw had gone.
The queen gave a thoughtful nod. “Shadowclan’s ancestors are up in Starclan as well. Nine of their ancestors saw fit to give that maniac nine lives. I can’t imagine that there aren’t some cats that are supporting him as well. It would probably be much simpler to answer if it were a badger or something similar.” She closed he’d eyes and offered a tired sigh. “They say Starclan can see the future far beyond what we can. Maybe they know something that we do not.” Her voice dropped to a whisper when Cinderkit finally sat himself up and yawned loudly he stood up and stretched his little limbs out as far as he could. Trotting over to join his mother he didn’t seem to be clued into the heavier air of the two cat’s conversation.
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Dec 23, 2018 21:51:25 GMT -5
Post by Shadowstartheleader on Dec 23, 2018 21:51:25 GMT -5
Lavenderfur nodded in agreement with the apprentice and sighed with tiredness. "Seems like there aren't enough bodies for particularly anything these days," he muttered to himself. He began the walk back to camp without answering the question, knowing they needed to get all of it out as soon as possible. "I don't know if its all tainted, or what, but any or all of that prey could be..." he bit his lip, stopping himself from saying something. He had been thinking it was fortunate, in a way, that a cat with multiple lives had tried the prey, but it certainly wasn't fortunate that the leader was losing lives and had eaten tainted prey anyways...and he doubted Aspenpaw would react well if he said anything remotely like that.
"Just one more haul, I pray..." He trailed his words off as they walked back.
Tawnyface didn't say anymore, absorbing the awkwardness of the other she-cat's smile before she departed. Then Tawnyface contented herself with remaining outside for some time, looking for a secluded spot to be in deeper nature, away from cats and the loudness of the camp.
"That...that move is hard..." Shadowpaw grumbled while panting reflexively. Dogclaw was trying to instruct him with another acrobatic defensive tactic and Shadowpaw didn't seem to have built up the muscular strength to pull it off well enough yet. Rolling back onto his paws from where he had landed with a thud, he tried shaking the dirt and dust off of his jet black pelt, yet found it was eager to stick on him like a parent to their kit.
Leafpaw took in Speckleflower's perspective about the presence of Shadowclan ancestors in Starclan. Were some evil cats in the ranks of Starclan? Could they be called evil if they had been let in? Speckleflower was proposing a far more perplexing and complicated puzzle than she had been used to thinking about. Weren't only the truly good cats admitted?
She was opening her mouth to speak when Cinderkit suddenly stirred, trotting over to her mother with a carefree disposition. Leafpaw shut her mouth, biting her lip with a slight twinge of frustration. She quickly plastered a fake smile over her face in case the kit turned to her, then said "I'll think about that. Thanks," certainly in a noticeably forced matter, before standing up on aching limbs and departing from the den.
Frustration still buzzed in her mind. Why would Starclan let in cats who would in the future endorse Nightstar? If they could see far into the future, they would know that those ancestors would endorse the leader's greedy powermongering. Perhaps they didn't have that foresight, the all-encomposing knowledge and wisdom...or, maybe they weren't truly as worthy of total devotion as was normally thought. Perhaps, they were still prone to live cats' vices, just as she herself was.
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Dec 23, 2018 22:42:32 GMT -5
Post by wildcharm on Dec 23, 2018 22:42:32 GMT -5
“There really isn’t. Hunting patrols are spread so thin that several queens and elders had tried going off on their own and hunting.” Aspenpaw mewed as they headed back towards camp. Even in Thunderclan, which was not as badly effected in most aspects was already becoming incredibly spread out. Now, all the prey had to be disposed of. “I don’t know if it better if all the prey is really tainted or if it was just the prey Sprucestar ate.” Aspenpaw didn’t like the thought of any cats loosing their lives to this, but if it was just his father’s rabbit that had been tampered with, then that would suggest there was a cat in Thunderclan that was willing to poison their own leader. He didn’t like either thought very well.
He jogged out a bit ahead of Lavenderfur. He stepped to the side, trying to peer into the medicine den, but Wildberry blocked him from seeing much inside. Sighing he turned back around to look at the prey pile. “I think we can get it all in this next load.” The apprentince mewed ideally going to pick up a mouse.
The Windclan medicine cat’s head peered out the entrance of the medicine cat den. She sighed with some relief when she saw Aspenpaw and a trailing Lavenderfur return. She stood in the entryway until the apprentice’s back was turned and she flicked her tail at Lavenderfur, waving him over. She didn’t seem as frantic now at least.
Dogclaw stood himself back, suppressing a loud sigh as Shadowpaw landed with a thud again. “It’s something you need to learn. I’ve tried to break it down into pieces as much as I could.” There was a clear bit of frustration spiking through in his voice. Shadowpaw just wasn’t getting it, and Dogclaw was running out ways to make it click in his head. “What exactly are you having trouble with?” The dark tom sat himself down in the sand waiting for an answer, the end of his tail lashing in the sand. With how little time they had for training Dogclaw was having to ask a lot more of Shadowpaw then was probably fair for a cat at his level of training. There just wasn’t any time to waste.
Hazelrunner padded across the moor. She picked up Shadowpaw’s scent and followed it right to the training area. Trotting forwards she spied the two cats in the sandy area, surrounded by thick bramble on both sides. She put on a smile as she made her way to the edge of the sand. She got a slightly suspicious look from Dogclaw. She wasn’t supposed to be anywhere near Shadowpaw while he was training still. She mentally chided herself for not coming up with an excuse before hand. “Um...I needed to warn you about the contaminated prey that made Sprucestar sick in Thunderclan. So, it’d be best if you don’t hunt near the Thunderclan border.” Hazelrunner watched him somewhat nervously, wondering if he would believe her.
“Is that so...” Dogclaw frowned slightly shaking his head for a moment. He looked from Hazelrunner to Shadowpaw. “Thank you for the warning. Since you’re here would you help Shadowpaw practice a move?” The tom spoke very slowly, he knew she hadn’t come all the way out here just to warn them. Sighing when he got the eager nod he motioned to the spot opposit of Shadowpaw. He would probably get an earful from Ravenfang if he found out he was getting Hazelrunner involved with the apprentince’s training.
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Dec 23, 2018 23:25:37 GMT -5
Post by Shadowstartheleader on Dec 23, 2018 23:25:37 GMT -5
Lavenderfur quietly sighed as Aspenpaw explained how their clan had slowly been dividing over the presence of prey, or lack thereof. "You know, we've been running into a similar problem. Different reasons, but it feels like everyone is divided about something around this point in time. Its....its discouraging. It feels like any unity is gone..." he murmured quietly.
He then quickly seemed to remember this was an apprentice he was speaking to, much younger and far more malleable to be a pessimist. he quickly cleared his throat. "But, uhh...Thunderclan and Windclan...I think...can, uh...unite..." His hope fell flat as he struggled to quickly say something to balance out his despair.
He bit his lip as Aspenpaw tried to push his way into the den to see the condition of his father, following after as he saw Wildberry flicking her tail for him. He approached, asking what she needed. Shadowpaw was feeling equally frustrated, feeling like he understood what Dogclaw was saying he needed to do, and feeling that he was trying his best to do exactly what was described to him, but it just wasn't happening for some reason. Of course, he didn't quite understand musculature and how important it could be in being an effective warrior, and couldn't describe this.
His gaze suddenly turned as he picked up a familiar scent, before Dogclaw had even turned to look at Hazelrunner. Something of a nervousness took him over as he gazed at the she-cat. The order for Hazelrunner to stop training him hung thick over his head. Immediately he thought of Leafpaw's promise to both him and Hazelrunner; that they were friends and they had a right to be together.
He glanced back at Dogclaw with a confused look in his eyes as he asked for Hazelrunner's help teaching the move. Still, he didn't say anything in opposition to this. It would just be a warm up for them meeting secretly, right?
He was bad at talking to Wrenflight, he was bad at talking to Leafpaw, and he was bad at talking to the whole clan. Ravenfang couldn't pull himself out of the cyclical thought that he was failing in the simplest aspects of leading. He was losing his cool too often and upsetting the cats important to him. Even more, he was making quick and rush judgements, snap decisions that made no sense in the context of deeper thinking.
Corralpelt's words came back to him, that the absolute most important thing right now was the clan being together. United. The news that Thunderclan was now experiencing tainted prey was probablygoing to rattle his clanmates. He needed to figure out something to unite every cat soon.
Huffing with frustration at his own inability to make the important things happened, he began hurrying towards the Thunderclan camp. Perhaps he could check up and be useful there.
"Why is every one so sad?" A high pitched, young voice squeaked out from the entrance to the nursery, sounding about the camp and bringing attention to the little kitten. Ebonykit was gazing around the camp, seeing how dreary every one appeared to be and wondering why. What was there to be sad about? Sure, Leaf-bare was coming, but weren't they getting plenty of prey?
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Dec 24, 2018 17:30:03 GMT -5
Post by wildcharm on Dec 24, 2018 17:30:03 GMT -5
Stepping back into camp, Aspenpaw could almost see the cracks and splits running through the camp. There were several round hungry faces staring out from the dens. Both clans were like this then...Aspenpaw was starting to loose heart thinking about the possibility of them coming together to beat Shadowclan. His heart fell even further in his chest when he finally got Wildberry to budge and let him in to see Sprucestar for himself. He was still laying in the nest with ruffled fur, far from his imposing stature. Snapping his head back towards the medicine cat, the desperation was clear in his eyes. “Is he doing any better?” The apprentice questioned clearly desperate to know if Sprucestar was going to be alright now.
Wildberry waited impatiently for Lavenderfur to come over. When the warrior got within ear shot she looked this way and that around the clearing. “I’m worried about all of this. I doubt that all that prey could have been tampered with before they were brought back to camp.” The medicine cat hissed in the tom’s ear. She was worried that there was a cat in camp that was helping poison their clanmates like this. “Be careful. I am going to stay here until Sprucestar has recovered. She snapped her head towards the apprentice at his question. “Of course he will. Loosing two lives took a lot out of him. He won’t recover any faster with you looking over him. Go now finish getting rid of the prey.” She hissed at the apprentince, shooing him out of the den as he ducked his head to leave.
The Windclan cat had run out of other things to try so, he was left to try to get him to understand by brining in another cat to help demonstrate. “I was trying to show Shadowpaw the defensive move Longshadow taught us.” Dogclaw briefly explained before rising to his paws. “It helps if there is a third cat anyway.” Dogclaw sighed to himself, still a bit at a loss about how to go about it.
A look of confusion flashed in her eyes when he mentioned the move he was trying to show Shadowpaw. She glanced at the tom, concerned with the fact that it was a complicated move to learn, especially for Shadowpaw who was still not very far along in his training. “Okay...” She mewed uncertainly having to bite back her instinct to put in her own thoughts. Dogclaw probably didn’t want to hear it. She glanced back at Shadowpaw. She was eager for tonight when she could teach him herself. “Do you want me to attack you then?” She tipped her head to side. When she got the nod of confirmation from the older warrior, she backed up several pawsteps before charging straight at Dogclaw.
Speckleflower came to sit beside her son hearing his loud exclamation from inside the den. She bent down to lick the top of his head. “It’s a hard time young one. Everyone is tired and confused.” The Queen flicked her ears back a little as she looked down at her little kits. She didn’t want them to be worrying about things like this. “Thing will be between soon I’m sure.” She soothed with a small smile. “Just, try to not cause trouble for any cat.”
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Dec 24, 2018 18:05:52 GMT -5
Post by Shadowstartheleader on Dec 24, 2018 18:05:52 GMT -5
Lavenderfur's eyes shifted about slightly, his gaze traveling the camp as he considered what Wildberry was saying. It seemed like there were cats worried and and shocked, but...it certainly didn't seem like the whole clan was crestfallen. Was that just a sign of the times? Or something greater?
Biting his lip, he brought his muzzle close to Wildberry's ear. "We need to talk with Ravenfang, or Rainstar, or both." It was rather obvious, but he wanted her to know he was on the same page. He didn't know who could be sabotaging their own clan at this point, and it occurred briefly to him that, if this had happened in Thunderclan...there could be some cat within their own clan as well.
With this dark and grim thought, he hurried back to the pile with Aspenpaw. Luckily there were only three pieces left, and sighing with exasperation, he grabbed two of them. "Alright, are you ready?" He quietly murmured.
Shadowpaw met hazelrunner's gaze evenly, trying to figure out what was running through her mind as she gazed at him. He had no idea, and as she turned to charge Dogclaw, he still seemed rather distracted and unattentive to the actual move, rather caught up in his own thoughts.
Ebonykit blinked up at her mother as she gently explained in basic terms what was going on with the cats. He shook his head at her explanation. "They just need to do what I do!" His voice was slightly quieter of a squeak, yet still plenty audible, like his mother's advice to not bother any cat was taken as 'speak sub-marginally quieter.'
"Play a game of warrior and mouse! Its so fun! Wait, I know!!" He suddenly bounced up with excitement, probably smacking into his mother's nose in the process. "Cinderkit! Come here! Let's show them a game of warrior and mouse! I'm going to be the warrior!"
There was something between appreciation and jealousy on Leafpaw's face as she gazed upon the kit, so unknowingly claiming the solution to their sadness problems. She wished she could set herself back to that time when all she wanted to do was not be that young. What a simple time it was.
She sighed at how clique and basic she was sounding. She had so many things she could be doing to prepare herself for whatever they would have to face, and she was sitting around, wasting time, wishing she could be young. What a pathetic cat she could be sometimes. Yet, her legs still didn't want to move; she just wanted to mope.
Ravenfang shortly came padding into the Thunderclan camp, a stormy aura about him that was unexplainable at the current moment. His eyes scanned the camp, and he saw Lavenderfur reaching for prey from the fresh-kill pile, which made him wonder what the cat was doing. Near him was a bristled-looking Aspenpaw. Ravenfang could not really blame the cat.
He then saw Wildberry near the medicine cat's den, and approached the she-cat dutifully. "Hey, what can I do?"
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Dec 24, 2018 19:41:51 GMT -5
Post by wildcharm on Dec 24, 2018 19:41:51 GMT -5
“Of course we will as soon as we are able to leave here.” The medicine cat thought that could go without being said. Of course they were going to have to tell Ravenfang and maybe even Rainstar about this. If there were traitors in Thunderclan there could be traitors in their own clan as well. That thought hurt Wildberry’s heart, but it was a possilbity they had to be prepared for. As she watched the tom go she silently pondered what would make a cat turn on their own leader like this. Shaking her head she turned away from the camp to monitor Sprucestar for the time being.
Aspenpaw was staring down at the three pieces of prey listlessly. He jolted a little when Lavenderfur’s voice came from behind him. His whiskers quivered a little as he looked over his shoulder with a light nod. “Let’s get this done.” He mewed softly as he picked up the last piece of prey left. As they made their way to the entrance he blinked when he caught sight of Ravenfang coming through the entrance. Sighing to himself he followed the warrior out of camp.
Turning sharply around she came face to face with Ravenfang. When he asked what needed to do she flicked her tail. She had to bite down hard on her tongue to keep herself from snapping at him. While they needed all the paws to pitch in that they could, but Ravenfang had a whole clan of cats relying on him now more than ever. But, she didn’t bother to ask if he’d put someone in charge while he was absent. There was so much that needed to be done it was almost overwhelming. Drawing in a deep breath she motioned to the now empty ground where the prey pile had been. “They need fresh kill as much as possible. I doubt that there’s going to be much prey around the territory, but maybe you can take some cats out to see what you can find.” The medicine cat racked her brain for a moment. She stepped closer to the tom with a frown looking towards Sprucestar. “He lost two lives, but is stable now. I’m afraid that a cat from this clan was the one to poison the prey.” She mewed quietly before stepping back a little.
The warrior stood poised waiting for Hazelrunner to reach him. Dogclaw stayed perfectly still even as Hazelrunner got closer and closer. It was only the moment that Hazelrunner swiped out at him that he jumped up in the air. He bounced on to the rock directly behind him. Unlike before as he had done with Shadowpaw he didn’t leap to the side of the cat, but instead dove to land directly on top of her.
Hazelrunner yelped as the tom landed squarely on top of him sudden. The tom’s weight knocked the air out of her lungs as she collapsed into the sand. “Ouch.” Wheezing a little she laid on her side until Dogclaw got off of her. Standing up she started to shake the sand out of her pelt.
Dogclaw quickly looked over the Shadowpaw frowning when he saw he didn’t really seem to be paying particular attention to the move. “Shadowpaw. Is there something you’d rather do than this?” The tom frowned his tail lashing a little.
Speckleflower sighed to herself as Ebonykit continued to talk loudly despite the fact other cats were trying to rest. She rubbed the end of her nose with her paw sitting back as she watched her kits.
“Let’s show them!” Cinderkit yowled at the top of his tiny lungs. He seemed to just have ignored what his mother had been saying about being respectful. He bound from the nursery into the clearing laughing loudly as he waited for his brother to come out. Life would be much simpler if it could all be solved with a game.
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Dec 24, 2018 20:00:47 GMT -5
Post by Shadowstartheleader on Dec 24, 2018 20:00:47 GMT -5
Ravenfang bit his lip as she met him with a hard gaze. There were many things that could be interpreted from that hard gaze, and he was lucky she didn't badger him about why he was here instead of in their camp. The truth was that he should still be in camp, directing and readying the clan for whatever thing they might face next, and he was neglecting that--he hadn't even left someone in charge.
His eyes slowly widened as the she-cat stepped closer and voiced her concerns regarding the clan. He managed to keep himself from looking around, not wanting to arouse suspicion if this cat was watching them. Biting his lip, henodded slowly. "Okay. I...okay. Thanks. I, uhh...I'll catch up with Lavenderfur and him and I can catch some rabbits or something for them, I suppose." He waited a moment to see if there was anything else.
Shadowpaw suddenly snapped to attention as Dogclaw interrupted his daydreaming, and his eyes widened a bit as he sensed the irritation in his mentor's voice. He blinked once, glancing towards Hazelrunner who, now, was wheezing a bit and shaking sand from her fur. "Uhh...I...uhh..." Well, the truthful answer to that question was yes. But something told Shadowpaw it was better not to articulate that fact, so he simply remained silent and cast his gaze towards his paws.
"Yeeeesssssss!!" He yowled triumphantly as Cinderkit bounded for the open space. "My prey, I have found it! There is no escape for you now, err...Cindermouse!" he blurted out the first thing that came to his mind, then leaped forward towards his sibling. "Prepare to be vanquished!!"
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Dec 24, 2018 21:08:58 GMT -5
Post by wildcharm on Dec 24, 2018 21:08:58 GMT -5
Slowly nodding her head she sighed softly to herself. For the moment she wouldn’t badger Ravenfang, not when they needed as much help as they could get. “Brackencall and Rosethorn have not returned back. So, keep your eyes out for any signs of them.” Wildberry mewed softly to the deputy. She moved back into the medicine cat den. The movement in the nest made her jump a little. All at once the leader seemed to come back to life, sitting up with a start.
The large tom’s whole body seemed to convulse as if life had been shocked back into him. His eyes flew open and his whole body shuttered as he brought himself up to a sitting position. He sat looking bleary-eyed not entirely sure of his surroundings. His eyes were hazy and distant. He could hear other cat’s voices, but they sounded murky and distant. Swinging his large his head this way and that, his breathing ragged and uneven. Sprucestar looked around with a thousand yard stare.
Dogclaw’s tail lashed when the tom didn’t give him a clear answer. The fur along his spin spiked slightly as he stalked towards the apprentice. “I don’t have time to waste Shadowpaw.” His voice was stern and flat. He couldn’t understand why Shadowpaw couldn’t grasp the fact that all of this training was so important. “If you would rather do something else you can go pick ticks off the elders.” The tom mewed coolly still lashing his tail making it clear he meant it before turning to stalk out towards the moor. He had far better things to do than to try and keep Shadowpaw’s focus
Hazelrunner shifted as she watched Dogclaw scold Shadowpaw. She slowly walked up beside him brushing her pelt against his. “Come on, I’ll walk back with you.” Her voice was soft and gentle. She didn’t agree with Dogclaw punishing him, but he had a right to frustrated over the fact that he wasn’t listening to him at all. ”What were you thinking about?”
Cinderkit skittered out into the clearing, wriggling around in excited circles. “Come and get me you mousebrain!” He called out, clumsily dodging to the side rolling into the dirt. The small tom scrambled to his feet and waved his tail tauntingly at his brother he raced across the clearing towards the warrior cats den to try and avoid him.
(Should we go ahead and timeskip?)
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Post by Shadowstartheleader on Dec 24, 2018 22:12:35 GMT -5
Ravenfang suddenly gave pause, turning back as the leader suddenly burst to life. He didn't push into the den, Wildberry's pet peeve, but he called forward to the leader. "Sprucestar, its Wildberry and Ravenfang. Aspenpaw got us. We got...whatever was in you out."
Shadowpaw blinked and shrunk back ever so slightly as the tom advaned and scolded him, seeming to resemble something he had run into before. He gulped as the tom finished his scolding and padded away.
He looked quite anxious and just a little afraid. When Hazelrunner advanced, it seemed to dissipate quickly. "Uhh...I...well..." he cleared his throat quietly, gathering his thoughts. "I just...umm..." his cheeks flushed every so slightly red. "You showed up and it just...training with Sogclaw wasn't, umm...he's not you know...he doesn't have..." he was growing redder and redder as he danced around saying he missed her.
Ebonykit chatged after his sibling, harrumphing with joy. "I will slay you!!"
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Dec 24, 2018 23:38:25 GMT -5
Post by wildcharm on Dec 24, 2018 23:38:25 GMT -5
With loud heaving breaths he focused on the two cats that approached him. The look of confusion faded when they named themselves. Ravenfang and Wildberry from Windclan. Blinking his eyes slowly he slowly nodded his head. Without warning he slowly pushed his legs under himself to slowly rise to his feet. Wildberry yowled in protest and hurried over to the toms, seeing him trying to stand up. His legs buckled and he slumped back down into the nest. “Is everything else alright?” His voice was scratchy and dry.
She felt the heat beneath her pelt as Shadowpaw tried to put his thoughts into words. She smiled despite his incomplete thoughts. “I miss getting to train with you.” She mewed softly her pelt getting warmer as she said what he was probably thinking out loud. “I wish things were different...” Hazelrunner trailed off a little. “We’ll train together I promise.” She gently bumped her head against his shoulder affectionately. “Just, try to learn all you can from Dogclaw too, please, for me.” Her blue eyes shined as she looked over Shadowpaw growing more serious.
“Cindermouse will not go down without a fight!” The kit called over his shoulder sprinting right for the warrior den before turning sharply to zig zag through camp to confuse his brother as much as possible, giggling his head off. There were several cats sticking their heads out of the dens to see what all the ruckus was for.
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Dec 25, 2018 0:05:11 GMT -5
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Post by Shadowstartheleader on Dec 25, 2018 0:05:11 GMT -5
Ravenfang felt alarm as the leader suddenly rose, and he instinctively stepped forward, before stopping as Wild erry yowled and rushedto him in protest. "Well...we can speak about that, together. After you recover from this. May we stay to look over you?" He knew Thunderclan was centered on pride. He didn't want it to sound like Windclan was imposing itself.
Shadowpaw felt a heat growing beneath his pelt as he struggled to speak, and it grew even more as she suddenly came out and said what he had been thinking, sso forwardly and bluntly. He closed his eyes and the slighest purr emerged from him as she lightly headbutred his shoulder.
Shadowpaw quietly whined as she asked him to do everything he could to learn from Dogclaw. He wanted to train with her, just to be around her, but...she asked so pleadingly, her voice filled with such kindness. Looking down at his paws, he quietly acqueised, murmuring an "okay, I promise."
Ebonykit gasped as Cindermouse darted in a zig zag away from the den. Pure deception! What a cunning creature! "Youshall never escape me, beast of darkness!"
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Dec 25, 2018 13:48:57 GMT -5
Post by wildcharm on Dec 25, 2018 13:48:57 GMT -5
The tom looked up at the two cats, his tail slowly swishing behind him. “If we wait to long then some other cat could have tried to kill me.” Sprucestar croaked out before giving another hacking cough. “Or may even try to poison either of you two.” Sprucestar sounded rather sure of the fact that something would end up happening to one of the two clan’s leaders before both sides could finally sit down and address everything. The large tom frowned as Ravenfang brought up the idea of the two cats staying to help. It was already embarrassing enough to have Windclan cats having to come and save him from loosing all the lives he had left. “Where are...” He was cut off by a loud haggered cough as he slowly laid his head back down into the nest. “Stay as long as you like.” He mewed quietly, his energy already leaving his body as he slumped down into the nest.
The she-cat walking beside him brightened when he finally agreed with some reluctance. Still, it was enough to make her happy. Purring a little she brushed her side against his. “Thank you Shadowpaw.” She purred softly, it made her feel a lot better to have him promise to try and learn from Dogclaw as well. Catching his slightly dampened mood she nudged his shoulder lightly again. “You’ll be the best warrior around. I’ll make sure of it.” Hazelrunner mewed to try and cheer him up a little. He was as unhappy about all of this.
Cinderkit laughed loudly as his brother fell for his trick. Zooming around camp it was doubtful if their game was actually making any difference for the clancat’s spirits. But, it was sure making the kits happier at least. He skidded to a halt as he came up to the high rock looming over him. Frowning to himself he looked back to his brother before looking around this way and that. Tiny little features lighting up when he spied the medicine cat den deciding to try and go hide in there. Lilyheart would probably let him hide in there.
Skittering towards the den he dove into the entrance of the den. Lilyheart had to dive sideways to get out of the way of the little grey blur underpaw. Flattening her ears she stared at him in bewilderment as he looked this way and that for a place to hide.
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Dec 25, 2018 15:08:52 GMT -5
Post by Shadowstartheleader on Dec 25, 2018 15:08:52 GMT -5
Ravenfang quietly thanked the leader. "As soon as you are able, then, we will talk." He wasn't certain the leader was wrong. If they waited who knew what or whom could strike at them?
He left the den for a moment, glancing around and seeing that Lavenderfur and Aspenpaw had departed already. He would make sure Sprucestar's son knew when he returned. Turning back into the den, he looked over the leader, who still seemed considerably exhausted by this. He itched to discuss what was happening, but he held his tongue. "Wildberry, should I go get some rabbits, or something?"
Though his mood had become somewhat drearier, he tried and failed to hide the smile from appearing on his lips as she drew closer and promised to make him a true warrior, marvelling at the prospect even if, to some extent, he didn't actually believe he would really reach that point. "As long as i'm training with you..." He quietly murmured.
Something had been nagging him in the back of his head recently, and he felt like this was an okay time to bring it up. at least, better than others. "Hazelrunner, I know that we have....kind of....talked a little about this, but...I just, have started thinking about..." he trailed off as a figure approached from ahead.
"Have you seen Whispersong?" The gruff voice of the injured Hawktail sounded from ahead. He had demanded to go to Thunderclan to help, but it seemed something had taken his attention. He waited for a response from either of the cats, though his gaze was holding rather judgingly on the Shadowclan tom. This scene could be interpreted....a certain way.
Ebonykit trailed behind his brother, beginning to gain an advantage on the kitten when he decided to dar for the medicine cat's den. A gasp emitted from him as he thought of facing Wildberry due to playing their game in the medicine cat's den. He began slowly padding towards it, giving his brother unknowingly a few moments to find his hiding spot; after ten seconds he peeked in, surprised to see Lilyheart instead.
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