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Post by Willow on Oct 5, 2023 20:41:26 GMT -5
Skystorm looked at Frostlake in relief, "Oh good, I hope they're still there." he mewed picking up the pace toward the den.
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Springpaw bounced along beside Dawnpaw seemingly unbothered by the tension among the patrol members.
Webstripe lagged back in the patrol until he was next to Withermist, he looked at the tom with narrowed eyes. "What did you do to me? I know you did something at the gathering." he hissed.
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Post by Moonblazer on Oct 5, 2023 20:49:32 GMT -5
Skystorm looked at Frostlake in relief, "Oh good, I hope they're still there." he mewed picking up the pace toward the den. ~~~~ Springpaw bounced along beside Dawnpaw seemingly unbothered by the tension among the patrol members. Webstripe lagged back in the patrol until he was next to Withermist, he looked at the tom with narrowed eyes. "What did you do to me? I know you did something at the gathering." he hissed. Withermist stared right at Webstripe, head tilting slowly as he rasped, nearly silent. “Nothing… everything… Something is different. About you. And me.” He mewed, as though stating a newfound fact. “Were you born, Webstripe?” He pleaded. “Or did you just… exist?”
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Post by Frozen on Oct 6, 2023 21:42:20 GMT -5
Earthstar was about to leave the area before pausing for a moment. He pricked his ear, hearing the faint call of a cat in the distance. “Do you head that?” he asked Ottermask and Owlwhisker. His eyes narrowed in apprehension.
“Earthstar!” Troutfang called as he continued following the scent trail. He hoped his voice would carry and that they hadn’t already left.
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Post by Moonblazer on Oct 6, 2023 21:44:31 GMT -5
“That was your name!” Owlwhisker exclaimed, his large ears swiveling in the direction of Troutfang’s call before he perked up. “I think that’s Troutfang! Oh, fish scales. We’ve been out really long, huh?” He realized. Had Riverclan sent a patrol to fetch them? Was something wrong?
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Post by Willow on Oct 6, 2023 23:41:46 GMT -5
Webstripe stumbled, shocked by what Withermist had said. "How did you know that? I... I have parents but my mother died before I was born. Starclan gave me to my father as a gift. Were you given as a gift too? Why did I see Cedarstar like that on the rock?" he whispered, now feeling a gravitational pull toward the other tom. He stepped close but didn't allow himself to touch the other tom. He was afraid of what might happen.
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Skystorm hurried after the patrol, yowling a quick "Earthstar!" alongside Troutfang. His eyes scanned the terrain ahead, hoping to spot the familiar pelts of his clanmates.
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Post by 🌙Moonpower🌙 on Oct 7, 2023 5:46:47 GMT -5
Ottermask perked up at the call of their leader's den. "Look!" He purred when he spotted the patrol in the distance. He wasn't surprised Frostlake was a part of it.
"There you are," Frostlake purred with relief when she slowed to a trot to reach her mate. "We were starting to get worried."
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Post by Moonblazer on Oct 7, 2023 6:45:29 GMT -5
Webstripe stumbled, shocked by what Withermist had said. "How did you know that? I... I have parents but my mother died before I was born. Starclan gave me to my father as a gift. Were you given as a gift too? Why did I see Cedarstar like that on the rock?" he whispered, now feeling a gravitational pull toward the other tom. He stepped close but didn't allow himself to touch the other tom. He was afraid of what might happen. ~~~~~~ Skystorm hurried after the patrol, yowling a quick "Earthstar!" alongside Troutfang. His eyes scanned the terrain ahead, hoping to spot the familiar pelts of his clanmates. “We are the same… but different.” Withermist nodded quickly, a look of wonder crossing his face before he whispered. “Skyclan found me. But I had no mother or father I could recall. I was not young enough to not remember…” He trailed off, before he gave a weird look. “All I remember… is darkness. Cool and quiet, no light. I was not afraid…” He blinked lightly before he gave a rusty purr. “So you saw Cedarstar change too? Oh…uhm.” Withermist hummed with faint discomfort as Webstripe got closer, his fur rising without his control, like static from a powerful lighting strike.
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Post by Frozen on Oct 8, 2023 15:41:20 GMT -5
"Frostlake! Troutfang! Skystorm!" Earthstar called in relief, brushing up against his mate. "Has something happened? Is RiverClan in danger?" he asked. None of the patrol cats looked hurt or desperate, but he wanted to scold himself for needing to be found.
Troutfang purred happily once he saw that the entire patrol was accounted for and unharmed. Now Earthstar could come back!
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Post by Willow on Oct 8, 2023 17:17:08 GMT -5
Skystorm dipped his head to the other patrol, “This storm looks like it’s going to be bad, so it looks like we came at a good time. But, that’s not why we originally came. Shadowclan made an important announcement at the gathering.”
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Post by Willow on Oct 8, 2023 17:19:22 GMT -5
Webstripe’s fur stood on end as he reached out to touch his tail to Withermist’s shoulder. He yelped as a shock seemed to move through him the second they touched. “I don’t understand. What does this mean?”
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Post by Moonblazer on Oct 8, 2023 17:44:02 GMT -5
Webstripe’s fur stood on end as he reached out to touch his tail to Withermist’s shoulder. He yelped as a shock seemed to move through him the second they touched. “I don’t understand. What does this mean?” Withermist gave an intreagued noise at the powerful shock that seemed to go through them. He stepped back, eyes unblinking as he looked at Webstripe. He whispered, nearly silent. “I believe that we are… not like others. I don’t think we were born… but rather, given. But, I don’t know the purpose.” He trailed off. “What are your dreams like? Do you see anything?”
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Post by Frozen on Oct 8, 2023 18:08:49 GMT -5
"An important announcement?" Earthstar echoed, realization that he had missed the Gathering hitting him. He needed to speak with Diamondheart as soon as he returned. "What happened? You can tell me as we head back." So far, Cedarstar had been a young and unpredictable leader. He hoped there was no conflict.
Troutfang moved to flank his father. "You'll want to hear this."
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Post by Moonblazer on Oct 8, 2023 19:28:42 GMT -5
"Something happened at the gathering? Ohhh, was it bad? Good? Life-changing? Does Thunderclan have a new leader or something?" Owlwhisker chattered with deep curiosity as he scampered into step beside Skystorm and Frostlake, feeling a bit envious of them that they got to see it. Even so, he didn't regret being out here with Earthstar and Ottermask. It made him feel important.
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Post by thistle on Oct 10, 2023 8:04:07 GMT -5
Bluewhisker twitched an ear. All of this chatting wasn't getting them any closer to full bellies. She turned her cool grey eyes to the patrol leaders.
"Shardfury. We should split into pairs," she suggested.
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Post by 🌙Moonpower🌙 on Oct 10, 2023 10:32:31 GMT -5
Ottermask knitted his brow at Skystorm's words. "What kind of announcement?"
Frostlake took a deep breath. ShadowClan technically made several important announcements at the gatherings. She looked at her mate. "The mysterious fur. ShadowClan calls what owns it Prey Maulers."
Ottermask stopped in his tracks and tilted his head. "Prey Maulers?"
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Post by Moonblazer on Oct 10, 2023 10:36:43 GMT -5
“Oh…” Owlwhisker deadpanned, feeling a flush of embarrassment. “So uh… this patrol was. Kind of for nothing? Kind of?” He mewed sheepishly, before huffing. “Well, fishscales! Shadowclan knew this whole time? Prey-maulers! What kind of creature is that?” He exclaimed.
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Post by Willow on Oct 10, 2023 10:44:53 GMT -5
Skystorm shuddered as he relayed what Cedarstar had said "Bigger than dogs but still pack animals. They're vicious, several of their warriors were severely injured by them."
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Post by Frozen on Oct 11, 2023 14:24:41 GMT -5
"Prey Maulers..." Earthstar gritted his teeth. Judging by their description, he now realized how reckless he was being by taking this patrol out of camp! "We need to go back to camp as fast as we can. This doesn't sound like something anyone can face alone." he mewed, green eyes hardened in resolve. "Thank you for coming to find us. I am also glad that Cedarstar chose to share this information at the Gathering." He also wanted to ask how that went, but it would have to wait. "Let's go."
Troutfang moved to walk near his father, already wary of the Twolegplace den with the knowledge of the Prey Maulers.
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Post by Willow on Oct 11, 2023 14:30:03 GMT -5
Skystorm fell into step at the edge of the patrol, eager to get back to camp.
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Post by Icefire15 on Oct 15, 2023 20:03:24 GMT -5
Blackfire flicked her ear, glancing over to where Withermist and Webstripe seemed to be lost in their own conversation before turning to look at Shardfury, “Hm, since those two have seemed to taken a liking to each other, how about they hunt together?” She suggested, not seeing a problem with the two warriors hunting together.
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Post by Willow on Oct 21, 2023 10:45:18 GMT -5
Webstripe flicked his ear, looking uncomfortable, "No.. I don't really remember any of my dreams to be honest. I've never seen anything out of the ordinary until.. I saw you."
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Patrick was perched on his fence, looking intrigued as two cats approached the twolegplace looking rather lost. He looked over his shoulder to where Dragonfly had been lounging, "Hey, come look at these two. You think they're some of those forest cats?"
Opalmist looked around the twolegplace warily, it was so loud here and all the scents were overwhelming her nose. She suddenly longed for the quiet peace of the Shadowclan medicine cat den. But she knew she could never return there. She took a step closer to Frostyfoot, giving him a small smile. "Well, this is certainly different than I'm used to."
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Post by Moonblazer on Oct 21, 2023 11:30:30 GMT -5
Webstripe flicked his ear, looking uncomfortable, "No.. I don't really remember any of my dreams to be honest. I've never seen anything out of the ordinary until.. I saw you." ~~ Patrick was perched on his fence, looking intrigued as two cats approached the twolegplace looking rather lost. He looked over his shoulder to where Firefly had been lounging, "Hey, come look at these two. You think they're some of those forest cats?" Opalmist looked around the twolegplace warily, it was so loud here and all the scents were overwhelming her nose. She suddenly longed for the quiet peace of the Shadowclan medicine cat den. But she knew she could never return there. She took a step closer to Frostyfoot, giving him a small smile. "Well, this is certainly different than I'm used to." “My dreams are darkness.” Withermist whispered cryptically, before he finally noticed the patrol around them splitting into groups. He looked at Webstripe with wide eyes and a hushed but encouraging tone. “Come! You and I, yes? Hunt, and figure this out?” - - - Dragonfly lifted his head quizzically, before an intrigued look crossed his face. “My oh my. I think you might be right! Look at how strong they look, and the scars on the grey one.” He mused. Frostyfoot, as exhausted and upset as he felt, couldn’t help but smile softly as Opalmist brushed close to him. He felt so free, being able to finally show her love and affection again, like they did all those moons ago. “At least there’s decent prey here. And more than enough herbs if we get injured. I’d be honored to be treated by you.” He humored, trying to make the air seem warmer.
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Post by Willow on Oct 21, 2023 12:05:38 GMT -5
Webstripe looked up in surprise as the two patrols split off into groups, leaving them standing alone. "Oh um, I guess we have to." He was beginning to feel more at ease now that he had gotten used to the strange sensation standing next to Withermist seemed to cause. However, he noticed the energy seemed to fade the further they got from their territories. He stopped to scent the air, wrinkling his nose at the acrid scent of twoleg monsters. "So, you said you don't have parents?"
Springpaw scampered over toward Bluewhisker and Slateheart, grinning at Dawnpaw as she went. It would be exciting to see how the Thunderclan apprentice hunted!
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Opalmist was about to reply when she felt the prickling sensation of someone else looking at her. She looked up in surprise to find two toms peering down at them, "Oh.. um hello." she mewed awkwardly. "We're just passing through, we're not a threat to you."
Patrick blinked, surprised that they had been sensed so fast. He supposed it came with the forest cat's training that he had heard about. "You're those clan cats right? Why are you all the way out here? Something happen to you?" he asked curiously, bending down on the fence to get a better look at them.
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Post by Moonblazer on Oct 21, 2023 12:16:29 GMT -5
“I do not… but, I think I do.” Withermist mewed, soft and thoughtful. “I assume I came from some two cats, just… not the normal way. I think I was sent.” He mewed simply, trying to recall his first memories. He slipped silently towards a fence, where prey-scent was strong.
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“We were. We’re… not Clan cats, anymore.” Frostyfoot stood protectively beside Opalmist, in case these toms turned out to be hostile. He nodded once. “Who are you?”
“Dragonfly’s my name. I’m your friendly reporter on all things juicy and secret.” The snarky tom humored, laying back down on his perch with a relaxed smirk. “The cat beside me is Patrick. If you get an injury, you go right to Patrick.”
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Post by thistle on Oct 21, 2023 12:25:47 GMT -5
Bluwhisker nodded as the patrol split, joining Slateheart with the apprentices. She greeted the other warrior with a dip of her head, flicking her tail as a greeting to Springpaw. The large she-cat wasted no time, immediately scenting the air to try to catch a prey-scent among the reek of Twolegplace.
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Post by Willow on Oct 21, 2023 15:53:58 GMT -5
Webstripe followed after Withermist, trying to process the information the other tom had said. "Alright, I guess that makes sense since I was sent too. My mother died when she was pregnant with me. So Starclan gave me to my father and he raised me alone. He died in the fire though."
Springpaw marveled at how large Bluewhisker was for a moment, she was easily twice the size of the apprentice. Finally noticing that Bluewhisker had already began the hunt she opened her mouth to taste the air. "Do you scent anything?" she asked the Thunderclan warrior curiously.
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Patrick smiled amicably at the former clan-cats. "That's right, I know a bit about healing. I live in this house with my twolegs, but they let me out into the garden whenever I want. Dragonfly doesn't live here with me but he visits often." Patrick mewed, looking a bit bashful.
Opalmist stood up straighter, looking at Patrick curiously. "I am- was a medicine cat. Perhaps if we stay nearby you could show me where to find herbs around her." she mewed, looking toward Frostyfoot in excitement.
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Post by Moonblazer on Oct 21, 2023 16:16:55 GMT -5
“They sound wonderful. You knew them, then…” Withermist gave a purr, though it sounded like a rusty and ghostly chime. “I am glad you knew them. Maybe… I’ll know mine, one day.” He admitted, before turning back to nimbly scale the fence, perching atop of it like a specter.
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“I don’t live with him, but I certainly wouldn’t mind if I did.” Dragonfly mused with a silky mew, making Frostyfoot blink with realization, and then give his own light chuckle.
“I see. Well, we’ve lucked out then, with friendly cats like you… Ah, sorry. Our names. I’m Frostyfoot. And this is my mate.” He nearly purred at the ease of saying the words freely. “Her name is Opalmist. She’s an amazing healer, the best I’ve ever known!” He praised, mooning for a moment.
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Post by Willow on Oct 21, 2023 17:34:22 GMT -5
Webstripe nodded, looking sad as he remembered Cedarfall. "My father was a strong warrior. He sacrificed himself so I could escape the flames. I'll always be indebted to him." The Thunderclan tom scrambled up the fence next to Withermist, much less graceful than the Skyclan warrior. "Your parents must be waiting for you then in Starclan." Webstripe half jumped half fell down the other side of the fence as he spotted a squirrel. The Thunderclan tom was after it in a flash, returning a moment later with the prey dangling from his jaws.
~ Patrick smacked Dragonfly lightly with his tail, licking his chest in embarrassment. "Dragonfly please." His eyes turned back to two cats below as they stated their names. "Clan names always sound so interesting to me. Well, I suppose welcome to the town! Do you have a place you're staying?"
Opalmist laughed, "And Patrick sounds strange to us. No, no place to stay yet. We just arrived earlier today."
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Post by Moonblazer on Oct 21, 2023 18:12:37 GMT -5
Withermist nodded lightly at the excellent catch, though his eyes were unblinking, and creased with a light thought as he hummed. "Mmm. I don't think I can see them there. I don't... hm. Think I can ever go there." He admitted, just a sense of knowing in him that made the word Starclan feel like sand on his tongue. He stared at Webstripe, whispering. "They're probably in the other place, Webstripe." He suddenly veered off to chase after a fat sparrow, bounding across the fence with delicate balance before snagging the bird before it could fly away.
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"Easy enough. The place around here's going to have alot of twolegs, but! Because of that, it's super safe. Honestly, if you stay near Patrick's place, his twoleg doesn't mind friends in their garden." Dragonfly shrugged, before he glanced over across a few patches of trees to where an abandoned twolegnest was nestled. He gave a small chuckle. "That place is abandoned, but that used to be Grizzley's place. He's been gone a very long time... never seen him since he left one day, but word around the nest is that a cat that looked exactly like him holed up there a few times. A real fighter, that one, nobody was able to take it from him and his mate. But! They left too. So, it's open, if you think you can defend it."
Frostyfoot's ear flicked curiously, as he glanced at Opalmist. Grizzley was a familar name, similar to a Shadowclan Warrior he had seen once or twice at a gathering, before he had passed away moons ago. Surely that wasn't the same one... Was it?
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Post by Willow on Oct 21, 2023 21:05:37 GMT -5
Webstripe's ears flew back, he dropped the squirrel and waited for Withermist to return. "Y-you think your parents are in the dark forest?" His heart pounded as he thought of everything the clan had just faced, Yarrowcloud's vigil. Withermist couldn't possibly be from the place of no stars could he?
Opalmist's eyes widened in realization, turning to look at Dragonfly. "Did you speak with those cats? Know their names? Was it Goldberry?" she asked.
Patrick tapped his tail on the fence as he thought, nodding slowly. "Sounds right, why you know him?"
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