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Re: everything i've loved has turned to stone // P
« Reply #15 on: June 21, 2019, 09:10:58 PM »
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everyone will come
everyone will yell
id thank you just the same
if you didnt tell
my mother says that
i will surely go to hell
please be a good man
please say you won't tell

Honeybreeze frowned at the bristling unknown cat. What had happened to these poor kits? Why were they so scared? She felt a tear of sympathy in her heart that made her crouch low, trying to look as nonthreatening as possible. She just wanted to help....

"I dont really know, honestly. We found them and they said they were looking for this cat called Swiftclaw-" Applepaw was cut off by a hiss, and Honeybreeze drew back and stared as the white cat began trembling, eyes flicking back and forth.

She looked terrified and downright scary.

Honeybreeze could figure what happened. They got attacked by Swiftclaw. There was no other reason as to why they were so terrified. And hearing the name set the angry-scared white cat more.

"We aren't like him...we want to help." She breathed, looking back at the two apprentices.

She felt a sudden burden weigh on her shoulders. She wanted to take the two out, and now they may get attacked by this unknown cat. The black one didnt seem to be threatening. Was he even alive?

Looking closely she could see faint breathing. But also ribs. These two were starving! Her instincts kicked in and she wanted to feed them as much as they could eat.

But she knew she hd a responsibility to keep the two apprentices safe, so she held back.

"Go away...." The white one hissed, though did move a bit so the black one could be seen a bit more.

Honeybreeze looked taken aback as she spoke, blinking a few times before giving a warm smile, "sweetie we're not going anywhere, and were going to help you." she said sternly.

 "No!"

The white cat had lashed at Hoeneybreeze as she drew near, but she easily dodged the shaky swipe. "Dont hurt him."

This time it was low, and shaky.

She was loosing her motivation to not listen. Honey reeze could tell. "Turtlepaw, Applepaw-" she turned to said cats, "Run back to camp. Tell Iveaf that we have some rouges that need tending to for...uh, something"

"But Honeybreeze!" Applepaw whined, looking at the two for a moment "Theyre rouges! You don't know if-" Honeybreeze cut her off with a shove "Im serious Applepaw. Go, or ill tell your mentor you didnt listen to me and youll have to clean the elders den for a moon!" She threatened half-heartedly. Though that did make the short cat turn and begin running towards camp. Good.

Honeybreeze went back to the two and lay down, examining them from a distance. They looked to be young apprentices. Or was the white one warrior-aged? She was quite tall. Though still very underweight.

Most rouges were either plump from stealing prey or only slightly underweight. These two looked half starved.

"come with me. we have someone who can help you. her name is Ivyleaf, shes a medicine cat. she'll give you something to calm you down  you dont have to tell anybody what happened if you're not ready."

the white cat seemed to calm, now looking less terrified and more tired. exhausted. "fine...but lay a paw on him and ill tear out your tail" she grumbled, moving out of the way to fully reveal a fluffy black mass.

"stay by me, crow..." she breathed. Honeybreeze tried not to listen, knowing that it was not meant for her, though she couldnt help it. She wondered if this was how medicine cats felt.

The white cat nudged her companian up, helping him out of the little hollow den they had made in the tree.

"can i have your names?"

"Heron.....and Crow."

--

As they made their way into the camp, it was dead silent. Did Applepaw or Turtlepaw tell the camp that these cats were potentially dangerous? Honeybreeze felt thankful for the little apprentices and made a mental note to praise them. She looked around, noticing that all cats were either in the dens or out in the territory. Only a few cats remained. Froststar, who was by the medicine den talking to Ivyleaf and Dapplepaw, and Sparrownose, who sat near. Honeybreeze figured that Froststar thought rhey needed a guard just in case.

Honeybreeze turned to the two, and smiled gently "Just over here" She purred, leading them towards the small group.

She noticed Heron hesitating-watching the cats closely. Though seemingly deciding against running and following heaitantly.

"Hey, here they are. Just...be careful. Theyre scared out of their wits. Oh and don't touch the black one, his names Crow, without the white ones, Herons, permission. She might attack." Honeybreeze told the medic, brushing her tail against her shoulder before heading off to find her mate.




Heron watched as the nice silver molly left. And they were left with the four others.

She didnt know what to do at this point other than listen to what they said.

A black and white molly who she assumed to be the medicine cat motioned for them to enter the den. It looked comfy...she wanted to go in. She was scared to. She didnt trust it.

She just stared forward at the cat for a few moments. She waited patiently, and after a thoughtful look at Crow and a soft "why not?" she walked in and lay in the nest that she had motioned to.

"Now can you tell me what happened?" Ivyleaf asked, though Heron wasnt paying attention. She was more concerned with the dappled cat in the background scrambling with some small seeds.

She hissed as him as he drew near and dropped the seeds.

"Now!" Ivyleaf growled "Do not hiss at my apprentice! Hes trying to help you!" She sounded pissed. Heron didnt like that. So she got pissed back.

"What the fuck is this, even?" She pushed the black things away and squirmed to snuggle against Crow, wanting to be as close to him as possible.

"Poppy seeds. Theyll calm your nerves."

Heron really needed that right now. She lapped up half of the seeds and, after a moment, pushed the rest towards Crow.

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THAT I RUINED WHAT WE HAD X

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Re: everything i've loved has turned to stone // P
« Reply #16 on: June 22, 2019, 03:18:52 PM »
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On the way to the camp, Crow limped after Heron, eyes glued to the ground as he took careful steps over the unfamiliar path. He refused to look at the new cats. He refused to look at his dear sister.

Tail dragging in the dirt and paws landing heavily, he winced at the source of such a scent, it filled his nostrils and choked him. Where are they taking us? Are they going to kill us? Is this a trick? He stopped and lowered himself to the ground, burying his face into the fluffy chest fur that stuck out the most. But with more urging to get him to his paws again, he stood and continued to follow.

At the camp, his ears were filled with near silence. Only soft whispers exchanged from the entrance of dens, but still he kept his eyes on the ground. He refused to raise his head, belly fur dragging, getting dirtier and dirtier with each step. His eyes stung with the threat of tears again as they approached the medicine cat's den.




Panting softly from the sprint back to the camp, Turtlepaw laid outside the elder's den with Willowspots sitting next to him. "Son, you have to steady your breathing, or you'll run out of breath like this." they placed a paw on his side, "You can eat a bit more, I can nearly feel..." their voiced trailed as they saw Heron and Crow being led to the cozy den that healed so many before. They held their tongue as they saw the poor state both the kits were in, Turtlepaw shook the paw off of himself as he sat up, "We found them on a patrol. They were hiding in a small den made in the roots of a great tree." he reported, looking up with a tint of sadness "Do you think Froststar will allow them to stay with us?"

Feeling himself get antsy, he inched close to Willowspots, the elder already lowering their head to give the apprentice comforting licks, "I'm sure she will" they said between licks. Only pausing when Turtlepaw pulled away, "Do you know where Russetfur is? We weren't able to find the rock and want to ask if he can take me." the young tom was still set on getting the rock, it was going to be a gift for his dear friend.

Eyes lighting up and as his posture perked up, he then asked "Or Spottednose?" but was told that both had been sent on separate patrols.




Collapsing into the nest next to Heron, Crow only sighed at how comfy it was. The black tom then buried his face into the bedding and began to shake. We were followed! We were attacked, we watched our no good father rip his mate's throat out! he wanted to scream, he wanted to cry, he wanted to go back to Ravencloud.

He stayed silent. Too tired to speak, to move, to think. Hell, he barely had the energy to breathe. And with that, he passed out once more.


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Re: everything i've loved has turned to stone // P
« Reply #17 on: June 22, 2019, 09:05:21 PM »
sl
everyone will come
everyone will yell
id thank you just the same
if you didnt tell
my mother says that
i will surely go to hell
please be a good man
please say you won't tell

Ivyleaf wasnt so worried about Heron. She seemed to be talking and moving around just fine. She was just scared out of her wits. Though the poppy seeds would help that. It would also help her sleep.

Though, Crow, she was very worried about.

He wasn't responding. He didn't eat the poppy seeds. He was just sitting there. And when he passed out she began to grow frantic. "Dapplepaw, check him."

Heron was not happy about that. She pressed herself into her brother with a low warning growl. "No! Don't touch him..."

Iveleaf had had enough. She shoved heron up, narrowly avoiding a snap in her direction as she pushed the tall white cat out of ber de and stoodbin the enranceway. Heron did not like that. She was bristling and lashing her tail.

"Let me back in! He needs me!" "No he doesn't! He needs our help right now and you need to calm yourself down. Go eat something."

Heron seemed to realize that she wan't going to get anywhere. So she turned, angrily stalking off.

Ivyleaf scrunched her nose and turned, beginning to work on Crow.



Heron stared at the little pile of prey, absently taking a little mouse and eating it slowly. She wanted to be with Crow right now. She needed to keep him safe from these strange cats. 

She noticed Turtlepaw out of the corner of her eyes and turned to look at him talking to another stranger. She stared for a moment with a blank expression.

Who was he talking to? Heron suddenly found herself wanting to know the names of all these strange cats. That was the polite thing, anyways. What was that mollys name from earlier? She turned and noticed her sitting and talkig to a large black cat with long fangs and a tiny white kit.

The silver and orange cat noticed her gaze and smiled wide, padding over slowly.

"Hello, Heron! Glad to see you eating....did Ivyleaf kick you out? She does that often..." The cat purred in amusement, sitting in front of the oriental cautiously.

"uh, yeah she did. whats your name, by the way?" she asked. She didnt know how log they were going to be there. So she figured it was best to know some cats names.

"Honeybreeze! Sorry about not introducing myself earlier." She purred and Heron nodded slowly before going back to take another bite of her mouse. She was beginning to feel tired...

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THAT I RUINED WHAT WE HAD X

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Re: everything i've loved has turned to stone // P
« Reply #18 on: June 23, 2019, 02:30:23 AM »
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Feeling his sister digging into him, Crow squirmed. He didn't want to be touched, he couldn't handle being around anyone else, he just wanted to be alone. He wanted to go back to the den, he wanted to be back in his nest. He didn't care that this nest was much more comfy, he wanted to smell his mother one last time, before the stench of sickness took over. He wanted things to be like they were before, he wanted his momma, he wanted the comfort she showed, he wanted her back. He needed her back.

He stifled a cry when he felt the hot breath of a new cat on him. An unknown tom that smelled of earth, he had a calming scent, but it was unfamiliar. Strangers were dangerous. He should have remembered the lessons his mother taught him and Heron. Never trust strangers. If he hadn't cried to Heron on finding outside help, maybe his mother would still be alive. Or at least, she wouldn't have died the way she did.

Leave me alone. Let me die, I want to see momma




After being comforted by Willowspots, Turtlepaw had gone to find another apprentice to play with, calmly walking around the clearing while he checked for anyone awake or still in camp before they went training. When he couldn't find anyone, he sighed and went to retrieve a rock from his nest and took it out, doing a little dance as he left the apprentice den.

But the excited little dance stopped eruptly when he noticed Heron glaring at him from the fresh-kill pile, eating a mouse from it. Shrinking back, he whimpered softly as he crawled towards the nursery, barely missing Honeybreeze as she went to greet the white newcomer. Looking up at Badgerfang, the calico set the rock down near her paws before he whispered a greeting and asking if he and Lizardkit could play for a while.




With the day continuing, a large tom pushed through the thickets with a soft grunt, annoyed of the path they had to take to secure that the territory was untouched by unwanted visitors. He raised his head and looked at his patrol, a warrior and her apprentice, as well a senior to him. With the four cats, they looped around the eastern part of the territory before heading back.

Although the warrior did fall back as he looked for a patch of flowers that were always blooming at this time of the year, always giving out a lovely smell. And as everyone in the Clan well knew the morning routine of him searching for the prettiest flower in the forest, the patrol went on without him, giving him some space. They would meet him back at the camp like always.

When the russet-colored warrior found a flower fit for his mate, he gingerly picked it from its stem and began to trot back to the camp, long tail waving in the air as he hummed a little tune. He imagined that the senior warrior would handle the report back to the deputy, Sparrownose, so he was in no hurry.

Back at the camp, Russetfur scanned the clearing for signs of his mate, a purr swelling in his chest as he spotted Turtlepaw batting a rock across the little area surrounding the nursery, Lizardkit running behind it as he did. Then he saw Honeybreeze, the love of his life. His purring grew as he watched her for a minute, admiring her beauty, before he looked down to see an unfamiliar coat pattern. His purr stopped as he began to walk over.

Greeting his mate first, the large tom purred as he began to fix the flower behind the ear of the gentle she-cat. Rubbing his cheek against hers before he looked down, a look of confusion and distaste, he felt a low growl coming. "Who is this? They don't look familiar. Another barn cat, I assume?"

But before he could ask any more questions, he felt a set of small paws poking his back as a small apprentice climbed onto him, excitedly chattering his ear off, "Russetfur, you're back! Is it okay if you take me out today? We were supposed to look for that cool rock that I was going to give Willowspots, but then we didn't and now I'm stuck at camp until I'm taken out by a warrior! I was going to ask Spottednose to take me since he said he wasn't told any plans for the day, but he's gone! So, is it okay?" the little apprentice was squeezing between both cats, purring a greeting to Honeybreeze before he looked up at Heron.

Seeing the apprentice's eyes light up with surprise, he began to press himself against Russetfur, crawling under his leg as he continued to make himself small. "Turtlepaw, I'll take you to look for that rock, go back to playing with Lizardkit, you looked like you were having fun before." the older tom purred, bending to give his son a lick between the ears and sending him running back to the nursery, hearing him loudly apologizing to Badgerfang and her kit for leaving.

Russetfur sighed heavily, chuckling at the excitement for a simple outing his kit showed, but his expression grew serious once more as he lifted his chin and looked down at Heron. "Well? Where did you come from, outsider. You don't smell like any of the other clans, so you can't be a prisoner."


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Re: everything i've loved has turned to stone // P
« Reply #19 on: June 28, 2019, 04:54:26 PM »
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everyone will come
everyone will yell
id thank you just the same
if you didnt tell
my mother says that
i will surely go to hell
please be a good man
please say you won't tell

Heron watched blankly as a big reddish-brown tom padded up to them and placed a flower in Honeybreezes fur. She assumed they were mates, from this. Honeybreeze acted like this was a normal occurence. Though Heron had never heard of a cat doing that for their mate. She did live a secluded life, though

Suddenly she wondered where they would go after this. They couldnt go back home. Swiftclaw would expect that. They couldnt stay here either, though. She felt a couple pairs of eyes on her and heard some whispers.

It made her uncomfortable. She wanted to leave. Though she knew she couldn't. Crow needed help. She wasnt about to deny her brother that.

Honeybreeze smiled wide at the large tom, a warm look in her eyes as she thanked him happily.

"This is Heron. I took Turtlepw and Applepaw out a little bit ago and we found them sleeping in the roots of that old tree." She said softly, and Heron sighed.

Barn cats. Swiftclaw was one of those, wasnt he?

She stared at Turtlepaw as he rushed out. Her expression gave nothing away as she watched him. He reminded her a bit of Crow, and it upset hef a bit.

She scrunched her nose as he was sent away and the big tom spoke to her.

"Thats none of your business." It was obvious that she didn't want to talk about it.

Honeybreeze frowned, and Heron saw her take a step forward. So she backed up, tail bristling a bit. She was so uncomfortable. She just wanted to run. She finished up her mouse and turned "Im going bacl to Crow." She said simply and padded into the den, staring at the dappled cat who pushed some herbs towards him. She had to hold back a yowl of anger. So she just sat, watching closely.

Until she felt a presence behind her and quickly turned, hissing out of fear though settlig when she recognized Froststar. "What?" she frowled at the strange cat, who just closed her eyes and whispered patiently.

"What happened, exactly? We need to know if there are any dangers near our clan. You can trust me."

Heron knew she was being reasonable, though felt herself not wanting to talk about it.

But she needed to know if her cats were in danger. Heron wasnt that cruel, so she spoke quietly so Crow wouldnt hear. And she told the whole story, flinching at a few points.

Froststar was nodding silently. And after Heron finished  she said nothing for a moment, thinking.

"Would you care if I told this to my deputy? The clan needs to know about this so we can keep an eye out for him." This made Heron jump back a bit.

She didn't want everyone to know. Shes heard from Ravens stories how fast things spread in a clan. Everyone would know.

"fine....just leave out some parts that you dont need. I dont want everything out." she glanced at crow. for his sake. she didnt want everyone knowingwhat happened to him. what e was going theough. this was a private thing...




Honeybreeze watched Heron leave. She wanted to comfort her. She  ould easily tell that something was very wrong. What exactly had happened? She wanted to know. She wanted to help the two terrified cats.

She turned to Russetpelt with a sigh, "I think it has something to do with that one cat, Swiftclaw. Applepaw said they found those two on a patrol yesterday and they asked where he was. I know theyre loners. But thats about it..." She told hom gently, shaking her head "Im worried about them...Theyre both so skinny and Crow is unresponsive. Im scared he'll doe. And Heron will hardly let anyone near him."

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Re: everything i've loved has turned to stone // P
« Reply #20 on: July 15, 2019, 02:05:20 AM »
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As the medicine cat and the apprentice began to review Crow now that his sister was gone, the young tom cried softly. He buried his face deeper into his paws. He couldn't bring himself to open his eyes and face the strangers. But he couldn't handle having his eyelids feeling glued shut. The flashing images of his mother's expression changing in seconds kept replaying.

Clogging his nose and mouth for too long, Crow had a hard time breathing properly, and lifting his head just the slightest, he took deep breaths. They came shakily. His eyes stung once more at the threat of tears. His throat choked up as a sob began to form. We should have gotten help, we should have accepted the help of these cats. He choked back a growl, he stared at the bedding that stuck out from between his forelegs. He only glanced to the side as something was pushed to him, though he refused to take them. Jaws clamped shut, he returned to staring at his paws with tired eyes.

Hearing the familiar voice of his sister at the entry of the den, his fur began to rise. He wanted to force himself to his paws and run to her. We should have accepted the Clan cats help. Momma could still be alive. Or at least she wouldn't have died choking on her own blood! he wanted to scream, yell, he wanted to feel anything, he wanted to speak. He forced himself to feel angry. But he felt numb, his thoughts began to grow fuzzier by the second. His voice was lost, and his head hit his paws as he lost consciousness.



The large warrior stared at the small she-cat as she spoke with his mate. Unaware of him slowly inching between them as he examined her. She didn't seem like a threat. She was small in size, clearly starved. But the look in her eyes told him that she could still do some damage if she wished. So he found himself pressing against Honeybreeze, looking at her as she whispered.

He lowered his eyes and grunted in thought. "If the kit dies, we can do nothing but bury him away from the camp. If he doesn't want to take the help given to him, we can do nothing else. Unless Ivyleaf and Dapplepaw force the herbs down his throat."

Leaning towards his mate, he pressed his nose against her cheek, "They are not our responsibility, Honeybreeze. You know that. They're strangers and we must treat them as potential threats." he spoke softly, "I'll see if Sparrownose will increase patrols until we know that the rouge is well away."

Leaving her with a comforting lick between the ears, he looked around the camp to find the small tortie. He was back at the nursery, playing with a few kits as their mothers watched, lazily chatting among themselves. He set off to where he assumed Sparrownose would be, question already at the tip of his tongue.


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Re: everything i've loved has turned to stone // P
« Reply #21 on: July 16, 2019, 01:22:15 PM »
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everyone will come
everyone will yell
id thank you just the same
if you didnt tell
my mother says that
i will surely go to hell
please be a good man
please say you won't tell

heron stared at her brother with a worried frown. what was going to heppen to him? was he okay? he looked like death. heron knew he loved ravencloud, but she didn't think he'd be like this when her death came...she always thought he would continue to be optimistic about the whole situation. like he always was.

she was wrong.

as he fell unconscious, heron felt herself start to panic. "what happened?! she demanded, sprinting towards him and leaving froststar to stare with wide eyes, pressing her paw against him to try and wake him up. when that didn't work, she looked up to the two medicine cats with burning eyes.

"he probably passed out from stress...theres nothing we can do. he wont cooperate." the little molly responded, averting her gaze.

she hears froststar heave in a breath and turn to walk away.



honeybreeze frowned, staring towards the medicine den with hooded eyes "i just...feel so bad for them." she said slowly, pressing against her mate in search of comfort. "and you know they won't do that...i hope he survives or at least cooperates with them...heron...she'd probably blame ivyleaf. and we don't know how dangerous she is yet." honeybreeze shuddered at the thought. what kind of damage could the tall kit do? she was skinny and weak, but her paws looked powerful despite that.

"just because they aren't our responsibility doesn't mean we shouldn't help them. you know that none of the other clans will help. and especially not the rouges..." she frowned. they were the only ones that could help these poor kits. "yeah...that'd be a good idea, thank you honey. she replied, nuzzling his cheek after the affectionate lick. she watched him walk away before padding towards her sister, watching turtlepaw play with lizardkit.



sparrownose was sitting outside of froststars den, watching her walk towards him and tell him that she needed to call a clan meeting soon, before padding into her den slowly. obviously deep in thought.

he frowned and watched her closely as she walked past him, ears flattening as he thought of the possibilities of what could be wrong.

he basically jumped out of his skin as he noticed the russet tom standing in front of him. "ah, russetpelt. whats up?" he asked, tilting his head to the side to show he was listening.

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« Reply #22 on: September 01, 2019, 10:38:31 PM »
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Giving a respectful curt dip of his head, the tom sat little ways from the deputy. Glancing over to look for Honeybreeze and try to locate the stranger. Still unsure about her presence, as well as the second kit that was, as he assumed, resting in the medicine cat's den.

Blinking slowly, he turned his gaze to rest on the deputy, large paws shuffling for a couple of seconds, shifting his weight around. "I know that you are busy enough, so I will try to make this short. Will you be organizing more patrols until we know that the threat that drove the kits to the Clan is well away? I will volunteer to go on as many patrols as I can." Russetpelt cleared his throat "I want to assure Honeybreeze that the kits will be safe and Turtlepaw that there is no mysterious rouge lurking around, waiting to pounce him if given the chance." his voice softened to a soft chuckle.

The beloved apprentice was afraid of his own shadow, and while he was currently distracted on finding a rock. But he would soon enough remember that something is just waiting to harm him. And Honeybreeze? A gentle soul that cared too much, and seeing that the kits would be something that would surely concern her, he wanted to make sure that her mind could be put to ease. And of course, he didn't want to risk seeing any of his clanmates be harmed by a dangerous rouge.


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« Reply #23 on: September 01, 2019, 10:56:10 PM »
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everyone will come
everyone will yell
id thank you just the same
if you didnt tell
my mother says that
i will surely go to hell
please be a good man
please say you won't tell

Sparrownose heaved a great sigh, finally letting his stress show with a hunched back and half-lidded, baggy eyes. "I was planning on it. But, I do not know who to send. I don't want the cats too disturbed by the rouge to go, as they won't get much done. Would you mind leading a patrol of uh..." He trailed off, squinting at the warriors den before speaking - "Vinetail, Scorchfrost, and Blackmuzzle? I want the least scared and largest cats going. Swiftclaw seems to have killed somebody important to those kits. I'm assuming their mother. Try to find the body, I think it's between the territories, where the river runs through." He sighed, "And be careful. We don't know if hes more dangerous than before, if you see him and a fight ensues send a cat back to bring a bigger patrol."

He turned to watch the clan, a weight seeming to have been lifted off his shoulders from talking to the reddish tom. He stared at the two sisters talking, Honeybreeze seeming to look really disturbed as Badgerfang glanced at the Medicine Den. Just as the tall white kit walked out again,  he turned to Russetpelt and gave a smile.

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« Reply #24 on: September 03, 2019, 01:37:01 AM »
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Feeling bad for his deputy, the tom stood and inched closer, pressing his nose briefly Sparrownose's shoulder. "Don't worry, I'll make sure to find that fleabag and deliver the message that he is not wanted around these parts." his voice coming in a low growl.

Lifting his chin and scanning the camp, he sighed deeply. "We'll make sure of it. And for the body, where should we dispose of it? Should we bury it in the area we found it at?" He made a note that that would be best. If it was a familiar space for the kits, they would have the chance to visit if they wished. But then again, why would they go back if it all brought memories of the event. His eyes feeling with worry and concern as he turned his gaze back on the tired deputy. "Try and get some rest, if you can. I'll make sure to keep the patrol safe, and voice to the others to use more caution."


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« Reply #25 on: September 11, 2019, 09:26:46 AM »
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everyone will come
everyone will yell
id thank you just the same
if you didnt tell
my mother says that
i will surely go to hell
please be a good man
please say you won't tell

Heron had stopped walking a few tail-lengths away from the duo, listening as Sparrownose gave a sigh and said, "Yes, thank you Russetpelt. Bury the body in their home. And put a marker over the grave. Like rocks or a flower or something, so the kits can find it."

She paused, nose crinkling. They were going on a patrol or something? She needed to go. What if they found Swiftclaw? She wanted to see him suffer for ruining Crows life.

She made her presence known by clearing her throat and walking up to the two, sitting down next to them and staring at the reddish tom with a determined gleam in her yellow eyes. "I'm coming with." She stated as if she had a say in it, turning up her nose "Even if you say no, I'll follow you anyways. So you best just say yes." Her voice was quiet as always, so the two would probably have to strain just to hear her.

She heard the deputy take in a shaky breath, rubbing his head with his paw "I'm exhausted. You two sort this out. Russetpelt, whatever you decide I'll be fine with. I trust you. He said, before turning towards the warriors den and slinking inside next to the others.

Heron turned her gaze back to the fluffy tom, eyes narrowing as she awaited his answer. She didn't really want to leave Crows side, but she, for some reason, trusted that medic to take care of him. And he was out anyways, what help would she be to him right now while he was unconscious?

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THAT I RUINED WHAT WE HAD X

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Re: everything i've loved has turned to stone // P
« Reply #26 on: October 01, 2019, 04:16:14 PM »
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At the sight of the little molly walking their way, the colored warrior held back from rolling his eyes. Looking the stranger over, he scoffed at her words and turned to his deputy in an attempt for help "I'm sorry, Sparrownose, but I'm not comfortable taking a..." the warrior started to say. But the deputy's eyes showed just how tired he was, and when he dismissed himself, Russetpelt hung his head for a second, ready to just take the molly with him. But before he could accept, his eyes grew cold and he looked up at Heron, stance changing from a defeated sulk to being more defensive.

Leaning forward with a soft snarl, "How do we know we can trust you? We don't know who you are, where you came from, or why you're here. I'm not going to risk my friend's lives because of some runt that wants to be brave and join us." he stood up, fur slightly bristling as he looked down on her.

"Plus, don't you have a sick litter mate to protect? I'm sure Ivyleaf and Dapplepaw are just dying to have you back snarling at them." the tom scoffed. The tip of his tail was brushing against the ground in a rhythmic movement. Standing to tower over the white molly, he curled his lip in distaste "If you follow us, you will not be looked after. You will have to deal with yourself. We will not wait for you to catch up, and if you get lost, it is all on you to find shelter. You either deal with unfamiliar territory and the thought of a rouge out for your blood, or you stay here. Where it's safe."

With that, the tom marched off, scanning the clearing for the familiar figures of the named warriors. He would round them up and make sure they were sturdy enough to leave right away.



 
Inside the medicine cat's den, Turtlepaw was softly whimpering to Dapplepaw, pitifully lifting his left paw for the apprentice to examine. With Dapplepaw sniffing and looking it over, the shake of his head giving Turtlepaw the sense of his 'sprained' paw wasn't serious. As it was most certainly just an awkward twist of his leg that happened while playing. But as Ivyleaf had most definitely told her apprentice, it was best to give in to the small tortoiseshell's paranoia.

So with a sighed "I'll treat your paw, just give me a second to gather the material's. Sit back and try to relax." from Dapplepaw, the warrior apprentice scooted away from the entrance and awkwardly sat on his rear, paw lifted slightly as he continued to look down at it.

He had completely forgotten about the rescued tom that laid not too far behind him. Only being reminded of his presence when the black shape stirred with a sniffle. Jumping in the air, Turtlepaw whipped around with a squeak, "What?!", his back arching as he hopped back, only to hear a soft croak "You look funny"

Crow had regained consciousness for a minute, lifting his head to better look at the tortie before he laid it back down before Dapplepaw or Ivyleaf could hurry over.

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Re: everything i've loved has turned to stone // P
« Reply #27 on: October 19, 2019, 08:03:39 PM »
sl
everyone will come
everyone will yell
id thank you just the same
if you didnt tell
my mother says that
i will surely go to hell
please be a good man
please say you won't tell

"How..." The tall molly murmured, disbelievingly. "You're older, more experienced, and stronger than me. What am I gonna do? Bite your tail a little?" Heron snapped at the russet tom, whiskers twitching with agitation. She stared up at him with burning eyes.

Though, at the mention of Crow she seemed to relax, even though faint frustration still burned behind her yellow irises.

"He can handle himself. Hes unconscious, anyways. Not like I'm any use here." Her lip curled, though no other sound came from her. She let her fur lay flat and she smirked "Then I'll follow you. I'm sure your leader will be thrilled to know that a cat she had taken into her camp and decided to care for ended up dead because of an incompetent warrior!" She chirped, watching the tom go to collect his warriors. She stayed put, though.

Her long, thin black tail lashed around on the ground in a frustrated manner. Though she stayed until they began to leave, following behind at a bit of a distance. Her paws moved quietly, though she knew that the patrol knew she was there.

Nobody asked any questions, though. It was mostly silent on the journey of patrolling. Some idle conversation and communication.

Heron just followed silently, big ears flat against her skull as she noticed they were nearing her old territory. Her lip curled once again and she felt a flurry of emotions.

Fear, anger, sadness. Though none of it showed in her blank, dull eyes.

It was as if she had no emotions other than anger. Though could you blame her, after all that just happened the day prior? She was scared.

Her and Crow weren't ready to leave Raven. Sure, she was quite a horrible mother, though Heron knew that they wouldn't last without help. She was thankful for the clans help.

As they neared the body, Heron let out a snort to disturb the awkward silence.

The limp, lifeless body looked pathetic. Sprawled in old, dry blood with wide eyes that were obviously panicked before the life drained from them.

Heron couldn't even bring herself to feel pity, though. She just felt...nothing.

Was that wrong? Was she weird?

She wanted to kick dirt at the body. So she did, as soon as she thought nobody was looking, she turned and kicked the dusty dirt right into the pretty black mollys face.

She then walked to the river, where some pretty flowers bloomed. She nipped at the stem of a bright orange one, just sitting there holding it. She then grabbed a pretty smooth stone.

Gifts, for Crow. Maybe some things from their home would help him feel a bit better. Less homesick, maybe.

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THAT I RUINED WHAT WE HAD X

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« Reply #28 on: October 26, 2019, 01:53:57 AM »
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The patrol had been reasonably quiet, the toms' ears respectfully pointed in different directions as they combed the territory. Their pace always consistant, never slowing or picking up. They would speak in hushed voices, their eyes all trained on a set of trees or bushes that would provide cover or shelter for an intruder.

Nearing a land mark, Blackmuzzle turned to his son forcing him to stop in his tracks, "Are you sure you don't want the kit to join us? If she gets harmed or lost, you know your neck is on the line." As he spoke, he turned to look for the molly, worried for a second as she wasn't spotted, but sighed in relief as her white pelt stood out as she appeared from tall grass. She was determined on staying with them.

The younger tom, scoffed, lip curling "If you worry for her safety, then fall back and join her. Be her personal guard for all I care. I--no we-- weren't ordered to be kit-sitting. We were ordered to look for the rouge that attacked and killed a cat near our camp." his voice came as a gruel hiss.

Seeing a flash of anger in his father's eyes at the disrespect, he didn't let his stare falter as he raised his chin, "We are to finish this patrol, with you here next to me, or behind with the kit. Better yet, just trail behind, we need to make sure our backs are covered." Continuing to walk, he signaled to Vinetail and Scorchfrost to keep walking as they had paused to listen.

With their patrol going smoothly without any signs of the rouge actually trespassing and checking out any rustling bushes or branches from above their heads, the five cats looked about as they stepped over unfamiliar land.
The stench of Heron and her family were strong, and if they had had their doubts of this being a home, despite the worn down ground made as pathways, the dead molly confirmed it. Skin crawling, Russetpelt's fur began to stand. While he was used to seeing dead cats and was comfortable with the concept of death, it never got easier seeing a lifeless body. Especially not when their dull eyes stared into your soul and their maw were frozen in an eternal shriek.   
Setting out to scan the area, the warriors each took a direction as they all searched for signs to where Swiftclaw could potentially jump them from. Each taking turns to watch each others back, before moving on to checking out the damage done around the small camp. Blackmuzzle looking over his shoulder in time to see Heron kick dirt onto the dead she-cat's face. He stayed silent and passed it over, softly reminding himself that he knew nothing of their relationship, hence it was none of his business.

But on the other side of the camp, Russetpelt had turned to walk over, to see the white kit move to the water. His paws forcing his body to approach the corpse, his nose wrinkling in distaste as he leaned down to give it a sniff. "Poor one, this one. She reeks of sickness." he announced to the patrol, "Wouldn't have stood a chance to defend herself, less her kits." he dipped his head momentarily as a sign of respect.

Signaling for Vinetail and Scorchfrost, he ordered them to look for a place with soft enough soil to dig a grave for the body. Then moving to Blackmuzzle to tell him to stay alert and keep guard, just in case, before moving to Heron next. "Would you like to find something to mark the grave with once it is taken cared of? Or would you rather return with your brother once he is well enough to pay respects?"

Settling himself to look over the slow moving water, he raised his chin in time for a soft breeze to pass. His mane ruffled, ears twitched, and his massive head tilted to the side. "You know, living in the Clan won't be too bad. Now that your mother is dead, you don't have your primary source of protection or food. Of course, not everyone will accept you at first, or even after they've gotten used to you being around, they may not like you still." He looked down at her, eyes turning cold "But if you want to live in a space that allows you to sleep with a full belly, you must learn to accept it. For now, you are still a stranger, someone that cannot be trusted. You said you stood no chance to be a threat, but even the smallest apprentice can do damage to a skilled warrior, given they are caught off-guard or at a weakened state."

Not everyone got along. Most cats were hated for the majority of their lives, the only relief they received being when their life drained from their body. Others were loved beyond comparison, the ground they walked on being treated as holy. Either was fine. They all died and went to the same place. Most of the time.


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Re: everything i've loved has turned to stone // P
« Reply #29 on: October 26, 2019, 10:42:56 PM »
sl
everyone will come
everyone will yell
id thank you just the same
if you didnt tell
my mother says that
i will surely go to hell
please be a good man
please say you won't tell

The white molly just stood near the water. She wanted to leave, now. She did what she came here for. Though it seemed as if they weren't leaving any time soon. With the patrol looking around the camp for signs of Swiftclaw, though the oriental deemed it safe enough to lay with her long muzzle resting on her dainty paws. The rock and flower laying next to her as she waited impatiently. Her long wiry tail lashing back and forth to show her irritation. Though she said nothing, just listened to the idle chatter and communication between the cats.

As Russetpelt spoke of the sickness, Herons massive ears flattened against her head. Though not directly, the sickness is what got her killed. It was Herons fault, too.

She looked away, yellow irises glancing to the side to stare at where she and Crow would often sit and pick flowers. Under the shade of a tall tree, a wide array of pants grew. It was probably because they were so close to the water.

She heaved a deep sigh, looking up as a big shadow loomed over her. Seeing Russetpelt, she hummed. "I'll go look for some rocks or something." She answered, more relaxed in this familiar environment. She rose to full height and stretched with a yawn. She looked over her shoulder as the tom spoke.

He wasn't wrong. Plus, It would be better to make allies in a tough time like this. There was a bloodthirsty cat out for their necks, they would need the protection clan life brought. Though she didn't feel super comfortable with it. She probably never would, though. She preferred to be on her own.

"Thank you. I'll keep that in mind." She said simply, before walking down along the water and grabbing three good sized rocks to mark the grave with. Though thinking of what clan life had to offer.

While it brought protection, it also came with a unique set of problems. She wasn't clan-born, and she knew from Ravens stories that it could cause a problem. It would, in fact. They were not fond of outsiders.

And she looked like Swiftclaw. She already noticed a few cats staring and whispering. Something she was used to with Raven, but not others.

Nobody had said anything to her, which was a relief. She wasn't Swiftclaw. She never would be. Sure she had her anger issues but never would hurt a cat with no good reason.

The tall cat pushed the rocks towards Ravens body, staring down at it blankly before turning to Russetpelt again - "I got rocks." she deadpanned

I AM SORRY, MY LOVE
THAT I RUINED WHAT WE HAD X