Brookpaw's pale green gaze found the Apprentices' den. She'd need to go out and collect some shells, feathers, and pretty pebbles for her nest. Her own personal nest. The dark brown tabby apprentice shook out her messy pelt, the fur sticking out slightly all over her pelt. The molly lifted one of her forepaw's as she searched for someone to go with. She was sure someone else wanted to make a nest.
Sedgecloud shook her tabby pelt before yawning. She figured she'd better go hunting before this evening. "Frozenwind, you wanna come hunting with me?" She asked, raising a "brow" and her green gaze on him. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 19:08, October 16, 2016 (UTC)
Yewpaw sniffed around his dusty nest and sneezed. He needed to clean that... oh... but that meant walking... Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 20:27, October 16, 2016 (UTC)
Brookpaw looked up at Yewpaw. "You wouldn't mind accompanying me out of camp. I need some more decorations for my nest and new moss." She said, her pale green gaze daring. Of course, she planned on playing a little bit once out of camp. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 20:35, October 16, 2016 (UTC)
Yewpaw looked over to Brookpaw, looking wary. "Sure. I am pretty great at finding moss and stuff...." he said, getting to his paws and yawning to help wake himself. "Let's go. I can lead you, I know the best places." He had seen Brookpaw every now and then, in the nursery. She must be one of the new apprentices. Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 20:39, October 16, 2016 (UTC)
Brookpaw snorted at this before flciking her ears at the entrance. The lilac tom immediately took the lead. She wouldn't let that happen! She had to be in charge. With that she put herself in the lead as they left camp. The bright cheery noises welcomed her as they left camp and she couldn't think of a better time to leave camp. The dark tabby's eyes were bright with joy. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 21:30, October 16, 2016 (UTC)
Orchidbloom was dismissed by Risingsun; she was well enough now to live on in the warrior's den.
Yewpaw rolled his eyes and trotted up to walk alongside Brookpaw. "Do you even know where we're going?" he asked. She had only left camp probably one time. Her mentor couldn't have shown her that much all at once. Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 23:41, October 16, 2016 (UTC)
Brookpaw looked at Yewpaw in amusement. "No, but I plan on having fun. So its not gonna hurt. I have you with me." She said, giggling. The dark brown tabby leapt past him in a single bound before she landed beside a log. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 00:48, October 17, 2016 (UTC)
Yewpaw grinned, giving himself a wiggle and leaping up onto the log, letting the breeze blow through his fur. This would be fun! Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 02:10, October 17, 2016 (UTC)
Brookpaw laughed before racing off. The tabby molly shaking her head and tail all the while.
Blue accompanied by his hallucination and carrying his children on his back. The now happy and slightly crazed tom felt content. It was still fresh in his mind, the blood birth. He looked at Maya before finally realizing she was gone. Dead. This Maya wasn't real she wasn't really there. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 02:50, October 17, 2016 (UTC)
Nightshade patrolled the area around camp alone. He was on watch duty for the night. He felt no remorse to the fact he wasn't going to the gathering, and was even a bit happy to have some time alone. Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 03:00, October 17, 2016 (UTC)
Brookpaw flicked her tail. "You coming , slowpoke?" She called teasing the tom. Her pale green eyes bright. The tabby she-cat turned to face him before racing forward again.
Blue, now completely and hallucinating his mate, trudged forward carrying his fours kits. He had named them Arcadia, Han, Max, and Joheva.
Arcadia still yet to open her eyes yawned widely. She sensed the lain from her father. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 11:38, October 17, 2016 (UTC)
Yewpaw lifted his head from sniffing a clump of heather then sprang after Brookpaw, racing a great speed. --- Nightshade picked up some cat scent... not RockClan, smelled more like Rogue. He shivered, remembering the murders. This scent didn't smell as disgusting as that did though. He followed it for some tail-lengths, then stopped. On this part of the territory, there wasn't much cover, so he was exposed and felt small, but when he spotted a blue cat padding through, he didn't let that show. "What are you doing on RockClan territory?" he asked, standing his ground. Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 13:00, October 17, 2016 (UTC)
Blue's crazed sea-green eyes looked up to see a dark figure covered in blood. Another hallucination. "Please, my kittens they need a home. A good father.." he murmured. Of course, Blue would join but he needed to find any family he had left to see if he really was cursed. Cursed to live without love forever.
Arcadia's white pelt shone against Blue's Russian Blue one. The small white kitten mewling for milk or something at all. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 14:03, October 17, 2016 (UTC)
Nightshade's eyes widened and he padded down the little hill in which he stood, down to the blue cat. "Kits?" he echoed quietly, then he gaze fell onto the kits beneath his paws. There were no nursing queens at the moment, and he couldn't think of anyone adopting them. Without thinking, he replied. "I'll take your kits. They'll be raised very well here." Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 14:43, October 17, 2016 (UTC)
Arcadia gazed up at Nightshade with wide, clear, dark blue eyes. Blue nodded before setting the creamy-white kitten down and racing off. He couldn't raise kits when he was going crazy. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 14:46, October 17, 2016 (UTC)
Nightshade's gaze followed the tom, with his mouth partway open to speak, but he couldn't find any words, and before he knew it, the tom had disappeared. He looked down at kits. He had just promised to raise these kits! Was he ready to be a father? He'd have to raise them all alone... He shook himself. That was to be worried about later; he needed to get these kits back to camp and warmed up. Picking up the creamy-white kit, carefully by the scruff, he beckoned the others to follow with a flick of his tail. They luckily were quite close to camp. Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 14:51, October 17, 2016 (UTC)
Arcadia lie limp in the black tom's jaws while her brother and single sister followed behind. The Egyptian Mau kitten's eyes were slightly open since it had taken almost two weeks just to reach RockClan's territory from where they had been born.
The black smoke kitten huddled close to the patched black and brown tom the Egyptain Mau molly between them. The patched tom yawned before pushing Max forward. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 15:50, October 17, 2016 (UTC)
After some time walking, Nightshade entered camp with the four kittens. Tonight, not many members of the Clan were there, due to the Gathering. He'd inform Creekfrost and Slatestar when they returned. He led the way to the nursery, still, a nest lie in it, fresh, and he settled the kits down into it. The nursery looked quite big next to them, being the only ones in it. Nightshade crouched beside the nest, looking down at the kits. Could they talk yet? They only looked a few weeks old... Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 17:08, October 17, 2016 (UTC)
Frozenwind pricked his ears in interest. "Sure." The white tom got up, stretching. "I could do with some time out of camp... are we going now?" ---- Heathersun looked at Nightshade curiously as he came into camp with four kits. Where'd he get them from? --look me in the eye 18:19, October 17, 2016 (UTC)
Arcadia gazed up at the warrior with clear blue eyes, dark but blue. "Who..are..you?" She asked slowly not really having the hang of talking quite yet. The creamy-white molly placed a small paw on his black one. There was already a connection there. The black smoke stared at Nightshade. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 19:08, October 17, 2016 (UTC)
Nightshade felt a wave of protectiveness over come him. He had promised to raise these kits, and he'd do that, even if it meant doing it alone, and taking time out of his warrior duties. "I am Nightshade. I will be taking care of you. Do you have names?" Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 19:13, October 17, 2016 (UTC)
Arcadia watched him solemnly. "My name is Arcadia," she paused. Her pelt the color of a creamy-white moth's wings. "This is Joheva, Max, and Han." She said softly, smiling up at Nightshade her paw still on his. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 19:24, October 17, 2016 (UTC)
Nightshade grinned slightly down at the kit, although his ears shook a little with shyness. "It's nice to meet you, Arcadia," he stuided the kits. Should he give them Clan names. Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 20:28, October 17, 2016 (UTC)
Arcadia glanced at her snoozing siblings. "Why is your name funny sounding?" She questioned. The creamy-white cat's deep blue eyes curious. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 20:30, October 17, 2016 (UTC)
"It is the name of a Clan cat, it is very special," Nightshade replied, proudly. "Would you like your own Clan name?" Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 20:33, October 17, 2016 (UTC)
Arcadia thought about this. "I already have name though. Isn't it special?" She asked eyes wide. Wasn't Arcadia special? Of course it was to her biological father. Arcadia was the name of his adoptive mother. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 20:35, October 17, 2016 (UTC)
"Yes, yes it is a very special name, your birth name is the best there can be, but a Clan name is also special, Your current name could stay yours, and your Clan name could be your nickname," Nightshade suggested. "I think Mothkit would be a good one, after your pelt," he beckoned with his tail to her creamy white pelt. Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 20:40, October 17, 2016 (UTC)
"Ooh I like that. I want that name!" She exclaimed excitedly. Her new name, Mothkit. The creamy-white kitten looked at her creamy-white paw against his night black one. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 20:43, October 17, 2016 (UTC)
Nightshade found himself purring. He shifted himself to block off the wind that blew through the nursery entrance. "All right, Mothkit. It's time for rest. I will show you the whole Clan tomorrow." Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 20:49, October 17, 2016 (UTC)
Mothkit closed her now droopy deep blue eyes. Curling her creamy-white tail around her body she curled up tight against Nightshade. Her paw still on his grew limp as she fell asleep.
Brookpaw raced faster through the woods. She stopped as they came to a ravine. Fun, fun! she thought. "Last one down is a rotten egg!" She hollered at him before leaping and racing down the ravine. Too late. The rocks crumbled and she felt her body in the air tumble down. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 20:52, October 17, 2016 (UTC)
Yewpaw let out a gasp, and without thinking, bent his muzzle down and grabbed Brookpaw's scruff, so she stopped, dangling in mid air. He worked his hind legs to pull them back up. Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 20:57, October 17, 2016 (UTC)
Brookpaw looked below her as she dangled from the older apprentice's strong jaws. There laying in a small heap were seven adders. Big, long, and poisonous. "Whoa," she exclaimed kicked her legs as she clawed at the cliff scrambling back up. "That was close." She panted tiredly. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 22:46, October 17, 2016 (UTC)
Yewpaw flopped on the ground beside her, panting heavily, his heart pounding. "Don't make me ever have to do that again!" Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 23:38, October 17, 2016 (UTC)
Brookpaw smiles sheepishly. "Sorry, I didn't know the ground would give way." She muttered. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 00:27, October 18, 2016 (UTC)
After a moment to give his heart a chance to settle, Yewpaw leaped to his paws, full of energy once more. Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 00:39, October 18, 2016 (UTC)
Brookpaw breathed in before leaping up. Maybe to take it slow now. "You wanna just explore?" She asked. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 02:42, October 18, 2016 (UTC)
Yewpaw nodded, letting his excitement melt a little. He began to just walk. "So... you're one of Fernsnow's kits?" he began to try and chat.... Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 12:53, October 18, 2016 (UTC)
"Yeah, she was born in this Clan. She was Vinefur's apprentice but she almost died drowning, Creekdew, her sorta mate at the time, couldn't save her. Her old twolegs did." She said. The tabby molly looked at him softly. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 14:09, October 18, 2016 (UTC)
Yewpaw nodded. "Oh... who's your father?" he asked, thinking of his own parents. Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 14:15, October 18, 2016 (UTC)
"No idea, never met the guy in my life. A older Kittypet I assume." She said. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 14:24, October 18, 2016 (UTC)
Yewpaw nodded, silent. He kicked a rock with his paw and let the breeze ruffle his fur. "Your Slatestar's apprentice, right?" Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 14:31, October 18, 2016 (UTC)
Brookpaw nodded. "Yep!" She said proudly. Meanwhile, Hollypaw and Lionpaw sat with their bitter brother, Jaypaw. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 14:37, October 18, 2016 (UTC)
"Cool. My mentor's Creekfrost. I might have to get a new one soon though, he hurt his eye and won't be able to train me much until it's healed," Yewpaw replied, a bit bitterly. It wasn't fair he had to get a new mentor! He'd probably get a dumb cat too. Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 14:46, October 18, 2016 (UTC)
Brookpaw smiled. "Sorry," she laughed a little. "Sucks though, the eye thing could be serious." She said. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 14:47, October 18, 2016 (UTC)
Yewpaw nodded, not understanding why she was laughing, so looked a bit confused. "I think he's half blind in the eye... I wonder who'll be my new mentor..." he started thinking outloud. "I hope it's someone cool and brave," Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 14:50, October 18, 2016 (UTC)
"Mistypaw should be a warrior soon," she commented. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 15:52, October 18, 2016 (UTC)
Yewpaw scoffed. He hadn't really spoken to Mistypaw before, but who knows. He stopped beside a patch of moss. "We're exploring, but we're also nest hunting," he mewed, digging his claws into the moss. Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 16:49, October 18, 2016 (UTC)
Brookpaw shrugged. "She's not really my mother's biggest fan right now." — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 19:05, October 18, 2016 (UTC)
Yewpaw shrugged, not wanting to be involved with Mistypaw and Fernsnow's personal life. "I know a place where we can find huge swan feathers," he mewed through a mouth-full of moss. Meanwhile, Jadepaw sat boredly in camp. There was nothing to do! She had wanted to go to the Gathering with Frostfire, but oh no. Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 19:23, October 18, 2016 (UTC)
Brookpaw frowned. "Oh, sure." She said leaping forward slowly. The tabby molly followed the pointed tom. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 19:27, October 18, 2016 (UTC)
After visiting their mother and informing her about everything that had happened in their lives, the three warriors awoke. Sunshadow was still gone, as he had gone to the Gathering. Smokecloud glanced over at Cloudfrost, his gaze gentle for his little sister. "Cloudfrost...Rainstorm and I think it'd be best if you told father that...well, he's our father." The grizzled tom murmured, slowly nudging the achromatic she-cat to her paws.
"A-Alright...I'll do it." She agreed in a soft murmur, turning and pushing her way out of the warrior's den. Night. She could finally see now, despite her eyesight being poor.Silverstar 20:14, October 18, 2016 (UTC)
Hollypaw made her way through camp, her pale ginger pelt golden in the sunlight. Her tabby points more of a fire color. She'd been told to help put Risingsun and quickly made her way to the medicine cat den.
"Risingsun," the young molly greeted him. "Heathersun sent me to help with your herbs. Are you low on anything?" As a kitten Hollypaw had wanted to become a medicine cat and had snuck into his den several times to study the herbs. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 20:37, October 18, 2016 (UTC)
Another cursed nightmare...Risingsun lay in his nest, glancing over at the apprentice. "No, I'm fine, I've already stocked up on everything for the upcoming-" He stopped himself, eyes widening in surprise as Cloudfrost quickly pushed her way into the medicine cat's den in a hurry.
"R-Risingsun...I need to speak with you, it's urgent." There was no panic in the albino's voice, but there sure was urgency. Grunting, he rose to his paws, worry flashing in the tom's eyes. Cloudfrost and her littermates were like kits to him... "Alright, let's hurry along then if it can't wait. Nobody will be dying on my watch."Silverstar 20:39, October 18, 2016 (UTC)
Hollypaw nodded before giving room for them to pass through. She watched as the sweet smelling medicine cat passed. Man, the herbs really do give the sweet smell. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 20:51, October 18, 2016 (UTC)
Cloudfrost lead to medicine cat out of camp, causing the tom to worry. "...um...where are we going?" She...she couldn't possibly be trying to kill him, right?? "Here's far enough," the achromatic cat turned, odd eyes suddenly bright with endless joy. "Finally...we finally get to tell you...You don't know how hard it was for Morningcloud to keep it secret." Eyes widening with surprise, Risingsun stepped back, but he remained silent, listening to Cloudfrost go on. "...She died pregnant with us...us, Smokecloud, me, Rainstorm, and Sunshadow...you're kits with her...father."
Risingsun's eyes lit up with joy, and he immediately nuzzled the little mutant close. "M-Me, I'm a father? You're father?! Oh Cloudfrost, this is great, this is the greatest news I've ever heard!" Altough, his heart did ache with longing...oh, how he missed Morningcloud...but she had left him these four little gifts. "I've got to tell Hollymask!" With that, he immediately turned and raced off to camp. When he thought of Morningcloud, his mind immediately went to Hollymask....that definitely meant something, no? He constantly thought of that warrior, and her mere name made him smile.
Hollymask, who was gaurding the nursery, with their new Clanmates nestled inside, lifted her head with surprise. Leaping to her paws, she looked around wildly. "What? Are we under attack?" she settled when it was Risingsun. "Oh, Risingsun," she purred, padding up to him. He hadn't sounded very worried, more happy, it couldn't be an attack. Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 21:01, October 18, 2016 (UTC)
"I've got such great news, Hollymask...Cloudfrost, Sunshadow, Smokecloud, and Rainstorm - they're my kits. That's why they were sent down from StarClan." Risingsun's voice trembled with excitement, but he kept it down low, so only she could hear him.Silverstar 21:04, October 18, 2016 (UTC)
Hollymask's eyes widened. "Really? That amazing, Risingsun! I'm so happy for you!" she purred. Never in a million years would she have thought of that. Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 21:07, October 18, 2016 (UTC)
Hollypaw turned to see Hollymask and Risingsun maybe it was time for a nap now. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 21:10, October 18, 2016 (UTC)
"Thanks! They're mom though, Morningcloud...she died long ago, before I was even DawnClan's medicine cat..." Risingsun bowed his head before shifting, taking in a deep breath. His kits, even if older...they'd need a motherly figure, no? And how he felt.... "...I-I need to tell you something."Silverstar 21:13, October 18, 2016 (UTC)
Hollymask nodded. "There's... also something I've needed to tell you..." she mewed. All of her feelings for him... she could just let it out now... "Oh... uh... you go first," she said after a moment. Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 21:15, October 18, 2016 (UTC)
"Ok, ok...." Boy, this sure made him feel nervous. Admitting his feelings to someone, moons after he lost his first mate...would Morningcloud and their kits be mad? No, no...she wanted him to be happy, and he'd be extremely happy to have Hollymask at his side. "W-Well, Hollymask....it may be really weird, but I love you. S-Screw the code, I down-right love you."Silverstar 21:17, October 18, 2016 (UTC)
Hollymask's eyes widened once more and she couldn't help but let out a laugh. "Oh, Risingsun, I love you too! That's what I wanted to tell you!" she purred, nuzzling his cheek. "Forget the code. I love you and nothing can stop that." Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 21:21, October 18, 2016 (UTC)
His heart literally skipped a beat, and a loud purr sounded from Risingsun. "R-Really? That's amazing, Hollymask, just amazing..." The medicine cat spoke as if his breath had been taken away, and he rested his head on hers. "...I can't believe it..."Silverstar 21:23, October 18, 2016 (UTC)
"We can get this to work, I know we can... it has to," Hollymask murmured, relieshing the moment. Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 21:26, October 18, 2016 (UTC)
"We'll make sure of it, Hollymask...nothing can ever stop me from loving you." The medicine cat promised, eyes closing as he took in the warrior's scent.
(gonna say the gathering ended and it's now morning) Creekfrost slept all day, and at sunhigh, guess what? he was still asleep. Nightshade awoke that morning. He had yet to speak with Slatestar about the kits, but he knew the leader wouldn't turn them down.
Hollymask couldn't sleep at all that night, too excited about what had happened. She was now Risingsun's mate! She loved him so much... a part of her heart would always belong to Hickorywing, but she loved Risingsun now, and nothing would change that. Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 21:48, October 18, 2016 (UTC)
Cloudfrost had soon told Smokecloud and Rainstorm about Hollymask and Risingsun, and they seemed excited. Sunshadow, on the other hand...well, he was still sleeping, and hadn't heard about anything, not even about Morningcloud giving them the 'ok' to tell Risingsun.Silverstar 21:50, October 18, 2016 (UTC)
Hollypaw woke with a start. She had a destiny? The tabby pointed apprentice stood. Should she tell Slatestar or Risingsun? — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 22:13, October 18, 2016 (UTC)
Finally, at long last, Risingsun slept peacefully. No nightmare half-way throughout the night of Morningcloud's death, which he used to have every single night he slept. Now, he had nothing but a warm dream, a dream of collecting herbs with Hollymask. Cloudfrost shuffled over to the Medicine cat den with Smokecloud and Rainstorm, and together, they lay on top of the medicine cat...surprisingly, he kept sleeping. Must've been a real good dream.
Caninefang was nervous. After that whole Gathering outbreak...these clans really terrified him. The fox-like warrior remain hidden in the warrior's den, too terrified to exit. That, and he was primarily awake at night, he normally slept during most of the day.Silverstar 22:16, October 18, 2016 (UTC)
Hollymask returned from hunting, she carried a mouse for the clan and a vole just for Risingsun. She placed the fresh-kill on the pile, then went towards his den with the vole, head held high and happy. Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 22:23, October 18, 2016 (UTC)
Hollypaw stood, eyes still wide from her "dream". No that was no dream that was a sign from StarClan. She finally decides she wouldn't tell anyone until she figured it out.
Lionpaw and Jaypaw lay together in the nest they shared. Hollypaw's gaze went to her two siblings. Her butter brother and Clan-loyal sister. Lionpaw's only dream was to be see as a deadly and victorious warrior. Jaypaw just wanted to fit in. The pale ginger molly ducked her head before darting out.
The tabby pointed cat looked up at the silvery-blue moon. A cat's face appeared in it. A familiar face. She glanced at the medicine den before looking at Hollymask. There was something about Hollymask. "Hey..um..Hollymak? Can I speak with you outside of camp?" She asked. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 00:51, October 19, 2016 (UTC)
Rainstorm playfully nibbled on her father's ears like a kit again, waking the medicine cat. "Ooooh daaaad!~ Did i overhear that we have a step mom now? A someone named 'Hollymask'?" Rainstorm teased Risingsun gently, causing Cloudfrost to giggle.Silverstar 00:56, October 19, 2016 (UTC)
Hollymask stopped in her tracks, looked over her shoulder, the prey still in her jaws. She nodded. She'd give Risingsun the vole later... she put the prey on the fresh-kill pile and walked, smooth as water, over to the young molly. "Of course," she mewed, kindly. "Let's go," she added, heading for the entrance. Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 01:05, October 19, 2016 (UTC)
Hollypaw bit her lip before following slowly. She believed it was Hollymask. Everything pointed to her. But how? "I'd like to talk to you about my mom, my real mother." — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 01:10, October 19, 2016 (UTC)
Hollymask sat down in a soft tussock. "Your mother?" Hollymask mewed, looking concerned. "I don't know who she was, I know Waterdrop adopted you when you were found after that storm..." Hollymask shivered at the memory. She had given birth to a litter during an awful storm. She never even got to see her poor kits... wait... kits... found after the storm? Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 01:17, October 19, 2016 (UTC)
"Did you ever..um loose any kits?" She asked, her blue eyes on the pointed warrior. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 01:20, October 19, 2016 (UTC)
Hollymask nodded slowly. "I did... in that storm to be in fact..." Could... could Hollypaw and her siblings be her lost litter. How could she ever be sure? She had never layed eyes upon them, nor scented them. Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 01:21, October 19, 2016 (UTC)
Hollypaw breathed in. It was her. "Your my mother," the cat breathed out. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 01:33, October 19, 2016 (UTC)
Everything had come together... these were her kits. "You're my daughter," Hollymask mewed, sounding breathless. She lunghed for Hollypaw and began to groom her ears savagely. "Oh, my kit! I'm so happy, I've found you at long last!" Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 01:37, October 19, 2016 (UTC)
Hollypaw smiled and laughed. "I had this dream the other night. Watersrop told me I have a great destiny. I have no idea what she meant." The apprentice mewed. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 02:08, October 19, 2016 (UTC)
"Yeah, yeah, don't pick on your father..." A lazy grin came from the medicine cat, and he pushed Rainstorm away with a massive paw before he rose to his own paws, shaking out his pelt. "Now run along you three, get to your warrior duties."
"We'll find out soon enough," Hollymask purred. "All that matters right now is that we're together again... Did you tell Jaypaw and Lionpaw about your sign?"
Creekfrost at last woke up, almost in the afternoon. He found that Stoatscar was kind enough to do the patrols for him, and found Nightshade was sitting outside the den, waiting for him. "I've been sitting here forever!" his son complained when Creekfrost padded over. "You could have woken me," Creekfrost huffed, sitting down. "What is it? Clearly you've done something awful."
Nightshade shifted his paws. "Well... not it's so bad the Clan will crumble apart... Your a grandfather now, Creekfrost!" he suddenly blurted. Creekfrost twitched an ear, not changing his facial expression. "What have you done?" he asked, with the slightest eye roll. Nightshade stood up and beckoned him with his tail, and headed toward the nursery. "Let me show you!" Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 13:14, October 19, 2016 (UTC)
"No, they don't need to know quite yet. Jaypaw's still mourning Waterdrop and Lionpaw is focused on her duties as an apprentice." She told her mother, her real mother. "I will though, soon." The pale ginger cat stared at Hollymask for a minute.
Mothkit had woken up alone, aside form her other littermates. Where was Nightshade? The creamy-white cat felt a sadness creep into her heart before she finally saw him dash back into the nursery. "Daddy!" She almost wailed leaping towards him and hugging his paw. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 14:02, October 19, 2016 (UTC)
Nightshade purred, nuzzling his 'daughters' head. Creekfrost wearily followed Nightshade into the den to see the four kittens. "Where did you find them, Nightshade?" Creekfrost asked, sitting down beside his son. "There was this rogue... he looked crazed. He asked me to take care of them, and I said yes. I couldn't have just left them," Nightshade replied quietly. Changing the subject, he patted his tail on the creamy she-kits back. "This is Mothkit." Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 14:13, October 19, 2016 (UTC)
Mothkit finally lay her blue eyes on the battle-scarred deputy. She shrank back in not just fear but intimidation. Who was this scarred cat? — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 14:24, October 19, 2016 (UTC)
Before Creekfrost had a chance to say anything, Nightshade butted in, noticing Mothkit's reaction to Creekfrost. "Mothkit, this is Creekfrost. He is RockClan's deputy, and your grandfather!" Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 14:29, October 19, 2016 (UTC)
Mothkit eyed the large, battle-scarred tom, before slowly poking her head out from under his chest in which she had been hiding behind. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 14:31, October 19, 2016 (UTC)
"Hello," Creekfrost mewed softly, giving her a head dip. Creekfrost looked the kits over. He trusted his son with many things, but he still was a young warrior, could he take up the job of being a parent, alone? He studied Nightshade. He seemed to be feeling happier then he had since his sister had died. Perhaps this was good for him, and then he'd have more knowledge about it when he was raising his own kits. Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 14:35, October 19, 2016 (UTC)
Before Mothkit could react a crashing noise sounded from the entrance of camp. A Russian Blue tom, Mothkit and her siblings crazy father, ran around searching. "Where are they?!" he yowled. "They were stolen from me!" He muttered over and over. Crazy indeed.
mothkit's eyes widened as she watched in horror as he ran towards her. "Arcadia," she heard him whisper before he calmed. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 14:38, October 19, 2016 (UTC)
Nightshade and Creekfrost's pelts bristled and they arched their backs. Nightshade dove in and snatched Mothkit away, while Creekfrost pounced onto the rogues' back. "Who are you, and why are you here?" he growled. Nightshade's eyes widened. That was the cat he found the kits with! Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 14:40, October 19, 2016 (UTC)
Blue easily shook off the large cat before charging his Egyptain Mau daughter, Max stared scared. The tom's claws encircled her throat and the kitten began to struggle. Six moons old and almost an apprentice. "Mot-" she was cut off as he snapped her neck. The blue-grey tom snarled before finally calming. To him the enemy was dead. His hullicintions were dangerous for everyone around him.
Joheva and Han stared in horror at their now dead sister. "M-Max?" Joheva shook her body tears falling. Han just stared. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 14:44, October 19, 2016 (UTC)
Nightshade let out an outraged screech and barreled into Blue with all of his strength. "Leave now!" he yowled at the top of his lungs. Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 14:46, October 19, 2016 (UTC)
The kits knew this was their real father and before long Joheva and Han would leave the Clan too. Mothkit stared at Max, her cold, dead body still. Blue teetered out of camp, on the brink of going crazy again. There was always an eye to his storm. There he would calm down when he saw Mothkit, the reincarnation of Arcadia. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 14:48, October 19, 2016 (UTC)
Creekfrost stared, ruffled, as Blue dashed away from camp. Nightshade came pattering back into the den, looking like a greif-stricken queen, and hovered over Max's body. "It's my fault!" he cried. He could have protected her! He could have stopped this! He couldn't be a father! Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 14:51, October 19, 2016 (UTC)
Mothkit stared emotionlessly at her beloved sister. Her silver pelt now stained with blood. "Why did he do that?" She asked. While she talked Joheva and Han silently fled from camp fearful of this life. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 15:50, October 19, 2016 (UTC)
Nightshade didn't even hear her, too concerned with grooming the blood out of Max's chilly fur. Creekfrost was bewildered. It was all so sudden... How did that freak even get into camp. He turned to Mothkit. "I don't know why. He looked like his mind was suffering," he murmured, remembering the crazed look in the toms eyes. Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 16:54, October 19, 2016 (UTC)
Mothkit had finally noticed her brothers were gone. They must have left. Poor Max. The creamy-white kit thought.
Hollypaw glanced at her mother with a smile. Some family she could talk to about her worries, heartbreaks, and dreams.
Brookpaw picked up her pile of moss before wadding some feathers and pebbles into it. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 01:50, October 20, 2016 (UTC)
It was odd, the pull Caninefang strangely felt towards Orchidbloom. Oh no- this was no romance, more of a protectiveness, like how his adopted mother was towards him. He remained in the warrior's den, finding himself sitting near the dizzy senior warrior.Silverstar 01:59, October 20, 2016 (UTC)
Nightshade had taken Max's body out of camp and buried her. When he returned, he learned that Mothkit's two brothers had disappeared as well. Heart feeling heavy, he snuggled up in the nursery with Mothkit. Was he wrong about being a father? Three kits were all gone in one day! What if Mothkit disappeared as well? Or was killed?
Creekfrost had tried his best to comfort Nightshade, but the tom didn't seem to want to listen, so Creekfrost gave up. He just needed some time. He had sent out a patrol to try and find the other two kits, but they returned, empty pawed. Now he sat outside the warriors den, lying in a shallow snow dip.
Yewpaw finished collecting his moss and feathers, and was now making his way, blindly, to camp. Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 02:54, October 20, 2016 (UTC)
Brookpaw followed Yewpaw.
Mothkit had grown equally sad next to Nightshade. The creamy-white kitten feeling sad and angry that Max was dead and her brothers had left her. Now all she had and trusted was Nightshade. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 18:55, October 20, 2016 (UTC)
"I had fun," Yewpaw stated to his friend when they returned to camp. "Even if we did almost die, it was still fun!" ---- Blizzardheart had moved to the nursery once again, with Redthorn's kits. She knew this time she could never take another mate, both of hers were dead... she could never love anyone like that again. Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 18:59, October 20, 2016 (UTC)
Head now cleared up once more, Orchidbloom glanced over at Caninefang in slight confusion before slinking out of the warrior's den. She wanted to fish...but it was cold...eh, she'd fish anyways.Silverstar 20:36, October 20, 2016 (UTC)
Ashstorm spotted Orchidbloom, then rushed over, eyes bright. "Are you going fishing?" he asked, excitedly. "I can come with you if you're okay with it." Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 23:05, October 20, 2016 (UTC)
Ashstorm nodded, then quietly followed the older warrior out of camp, his fur fluffing out with excitement at the thought of fishing. Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 01:28, October 21, 2016 (UTC)
Ashstorm nodded. "Oh, yes! I fish everyday. That's almost the only hunting I do now... I caught a giant pike the other day. I wish RockClan had more rivers and streams..." Like ShadeClan territory... Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 01:35, October 21, 2016 (UTC)
"Really? That's a fine catch, just mind those teeth..." Fish with teeth...it always confused her. Orchidbloom walked on, flicking her tail. "It's been a while since I've been able to go fishing, it was absolutely dreadful."
Ashstorm shook his head. "That's crazy! I don't know what I did before fishing. The stream isn't frozen over, at least it wasn't yesterday, so we won't have to break the ice. But it was super cold, that's for sure," he meowed, grumpily kicking a snowy heather thicket, which flew into his face, giving him a nice powdery look. Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 01:43, October 21, 2016 (UTC)
"I hate this cold...makes me feel like an elder...bones aching 'n all." The senior warrior muttered, pausing heartbeats later. Wait for it, wait for it...Orchidbloom wrinkled up her face, nose freezing, and then sneezed. "...ugh."Silverstar 01:46, October 21, 2016 (UTC)
Shaking the snow off, Ashstorm snorted. "At least it's almost newleaf... some of the snow has melted by the border," he mewed, cheerfully. When they reached the stream, Ashstorm stood by the waters edge, thinking if he should jump into the freezing cold water or not...
Creekfrost's eye was nearly healed, and he was able to go without seeing Risingsun, which was good. But his current apprentice, Yewpaw, had been given Hollymask as a mentor while he was healing. He wasn't mad at her though, as long as Yewpaw learned what he needed to, he'd be happy.
Snap had crossed through CaveClan territory, and was now on RockClan's. Peridotkit had the same scent that was on Coral's pelt, although very faint. RockClan. So this must be his Clan. Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 01:55, October 21, 2016 (UTC)
Orchidbloom followed the young tom, pricking her ears, noticing that he seemed to lean towards the water. "Don't you go jumping in that," she shook the snow from her paw, "you could easily get ill...and nobody likes whitecough."
Risingsun shooed off Cloudfrost and Rainstorm, who were attempting to tease him about his mate, Hollymask. Of course, they knew better than to share it with anyone else, they kept it under the radar.Silverstar 01:58, October 21, 2016 (UTC)
Ashstorm nodded, although looked back at the water with a look of longing. He crouched on a rock that was on the bank and sat, waiting for a flash to dart by.
After returning to camp after she and Hollypaw learned of their relation, Hollymask made her way towards Risingsun's den. "Risingsun! I have news!" she announced. Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 02:06, October 21, 2016 (UTC)
Orchidbloom settled down on the bank of the water, well-balanced as she remained there, eyes narrowed in concentration. (I need to have her develop a bit 'o affection for Creek at some point.... <3)
Ashstorm watched as a silver flicker shot through the water beneath him. He darted out a paw, but only caught water. He crouched back, intent on revenge. (Creek already sort of likes her; do you want to do like a small plot thingy where they become closer?)
Hollymask nodded, gleefully. "More then okay! I lost one of my litters in a storm... I've... I've found out, Hollypaw, Lionpaw, and Jaypaw are them! They're my missing kits!" she almost screamed. -- Patch
(Sure! Anything in mind? It could always include Violetpetal) Orchidbloom watched the flashes of silver fish bellies, but remained patient. She wanted something bigger...
Risingsun's eyes lit up. "That's great! It's amazing how both of us have suddenly discovered our long lost kits." He spoke in a warm purr, grinning while he did so.Silverstar 02:18, October 21, 2016 (UTC)
(Violetpetal can totally be involved. Maybe she could start hanging out with Creek, acting like they're super close, Orchid is kind of... upset or something? Since he's not spending as much time with her as before) Ashstorm darted out a paw, hooked a tiny minnow. He grunted, annoyed. He decided to just eat it then and there.... it couldn't even fill a kits belly.
"I can't believe it! These past few days have been the best of my life," Hollymask happily purred. Now she had pretty much everything she ever wanted... Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 02:24, October 21, 2016 (UTC)
(yeah, she'll probably be worried that he's going to abandon her like her former mate did, since Creek's the only close friend (besides Ash) that she has) And finally, after her little wait, Orchidbloom saw a flash of red: rainbow trout. She darted a paw forward, hooking the fish.
(that'll work) Ashstorm shifted his gaze to watch Orchidbloom, full of amazment as she hooked her claws into the trout.
Creekfrost woke up from his doze to notice Violetpetal really close by. "Hi, Violetpetal," he greeted the she-cat with a head dip. Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 02:55, October 21, 2016 (UTC)
"...ugh..." Orchidbloom used her strength to heave the trout in before giving it a killing bite. "...I was almost afraid that I'd lose my touch."
"Great catch!" Ashstorm shouted loudly, scaring all the fish away that were near him. "Wha - aw..." he huffed, scoffing his paws along the ground.
Creekfrost nodded curtly. "Yes, I don't have to see Risingsun daily anymore," he murmured. "So how are you?" Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 03:01, October 21, 2016 (UTC)
The senior warrior twitched her whiskers in amusement. "Thank you,"
"Oh..." Creekfrost murmured thoughtfully. "We can go hunting, if you like," he offered.
Ashstorm moved farther downstream, in hopes in finding his scared fish. He spotted flashes and sat down, pleased. A big one was close, couldn't tell what kind it was, then, quickly, darted a paw into the water, and hooked up a large bass. Not huge, but fine enough.
Windpaw and Jadepaw plodded along the border, scenting loner. They stopped, arching their backs when they spotted a gray tabby with a smaller, paler tabby. Why did Windpaw always find stupid cats on his territory? "Who are you and what are you doing here?" Jadepaw asked, bluntly.Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 13:18, October 21, 2016 (UTC)
She practically had a heart attack, right there and then. Her, Violetpetal, hunt with Creekfrost?! "I-I'd be happy to go hunting!"
Orchidbloom remained in her spot, considering it a fine fishing spot, despite Ashstorm scaring some fish off. They'd come back eventually, she only need to wait.Silverstar 20:24, October 21, 2016 (UTC)
Creekfrost blinked at her loud reply then got to his paws and headed for the entrance. "Where do you want to? We can go hunt in the trees, the moor, or the river," he said the word river with some distaste. He was glad Orcidbloom liked it there but... it wasn't his favorite place. Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 20:28, October 21, 2016 (UTC)
Creekfrost left the camp, the soft breeze ruffling his fur, and headed for the more smooth, yet hilly part of their territory. Meanwhile, Snap nodded at the kit. "I found him. I believe he is of your Clan, and I am returning him to you, along with asking you if I may join him, I've grown close to him." Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 20:36, October 21, 2016 (UTC)
Creekfrost stopped in a clump of heather, letting the breeze blow over him and scenting it. Was that loner? What was with RockClan territory all of a sudden? Being swarmed with loners and rogues...
Windpaw and Jadepaw exchanged glances then Windpaw shurgged. "We'll take you to see Slatestar, rodents," he laughed harshly, thinking it was the most clever joke ever. Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 21:35, October 21, 2016 (UTC)
Shadeflight, a middle-age warrior and first time queen, stod at the edge of camp trying to decide on what to do. Having not yet told her mate that she was expecting she decided maybe going for a walk would be best. Snaketooth made his way to his mate smiling. "How about a walk, love?" She asked. He nodded.
Pink-Eyes sat aside from the others his odd pink eyes bright in the shadows. Why was he like this? It was just his eyes, nothing else. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 22:53, October 21, 2016 (UTC)
Risingsun's kittens attempted to sun in camp, per usual. But this time, Cloudfrost joined them, as Rainstorm was laying on her head so she may avoid contact with the sunlight. Smokecloud rested near his sister, keeping a watchful eye on them. His sisters were pretty, he knew that, so he was protective of them...and they seemed annoyed of that, but he was the big brother, so it was his job.
Violetpetal loved feeling the wind in her fur, even though she was starting to gag on it as it blew into her mouth. She skidded to a halt, puzzled by Creekfrost. "Something wrong?"Silverstar 22:57, October 21, 2016 (UTC)
"More loner scent," Creekfrost huffed, annoyed. In the distance he spotted four shapes moving closer, at a fast pace. He trotted down the slope, almost forgetting Violetpetal was with him, and the cats met up. Windpaw and Jadepaw were leading a gray tabby and a kit. "Who're they?" Creekfrost questioned, giving the new comers a cold look. "We found them by the border, Creekfrost," Jadepaw mewed.
"They'd like to join." Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 23:15, October 21, 2016 (UTC)
The clingy warrior chased after Creekfrost, huffing in annoyance as she spotted the loner kit with the apprentices. Way to ruin her hunt!
Creekfrost studied the pair. Both were skinny, with unkempt fur, they couldn't do any harm. Creekfrost coolly nodded. "Take them to Slatestar at once," he ordered. Jadepaw nodded, while Windpaw kept walking, muttering under his breath, "I was gonna before you showed up."
Nightshade sat outside the nursery alone, watching the snow. He was curious about how fast the snow melted, and had placed a stick by the den to determine how much went down. He went over to inspect the stick. It appeared much of the snow had melted, quite fast. Template:Patchfeather14/Sig 00:26, October 22, 2016 (UTC)