Minnowstar woke with a start, her ceremony, days ago, still fresh in her mind. The pale tabby and white leader had never been good under pressure, but now she had all the pressure on her nearly suffocating her. She didn't know what to do or how to lead a Clan. She hadn't been prepared for Coaststar's sudden passing. The molly flattened her ears as she left her den, leaping down the small tree she nested in. The Clan's camp was pretty much a pile of fallen trees and old leaves and twigs. The elders and queens getting the better part of it.
She cast her gaze towards her sisters, happy and content. They both had gotten super excited when she had been named the deputy, but she hadn't been. She had never wanted to be deputy, let alone leader, but now she had no choice but to be leader. If she stepped down she'd be shamed, her father and mother - they had wanted this of her. The top subject in her mind right now was deputy, but she didn't know who to pick. She barely knew any of the cats beside her family. She took a seat near the fresh-kill pile observing the cats that went to a fro to start their morning. She knew her sister Runningbrook was great under pressure, perhaps it should be her? — Minkstar 14:40, April 17, 2017 (UTC) </div>
Flowerfrost was neslted against Wolfshadow, her nose pressed against her brother's shoulder fur. She was exhausted from a late-night patrol, while Wolfshadow had been working his tail off before. So the siblings had passed out together after their duties, thankful for some shut-eye. Originally, the ginger warrior had planned on waking up bright 'n early with her brother for a fun dawn patrol, but the two had slept-in instead.Silverstar (ﾉಥ益ಥ）ﾉ ┻━┻ 00:15, April 19, 2017 (UTC)
After much thought, Minnowstar had finally made up her mind on deputy. With a deep breath and a small count to ten to calm herself she approached Highledge. She had a fear inside her, afraid she'd never be as great as any of the other Clan leaders. She had a lot to live up to, especially with Coaststar as her predecessor.
She quickly called forth a meeting, blue eyes filled with certainty. She knew her pick as deputy was right, she just hoped StarClan thought so. "With great thought," she called over her Clan. "I have finally decided on my deputy," She swallowed nervously. Now was the time to do this. "There have been many great candidates which has made the decision rather tough.." Another pause. "BeeClan's new deputy, from this day forth, is Runningbrook." She called. Silence filled the Clan's hollow before a soft cheer and chanting of her sister's name rang out. Runningbrook - however - looked surprised. Her sister had been right, there were great deputy candidates. There was Wolfshadow or Flowerfrost. Both amazing warriors. My name is Lord Voldemort 14:26, April 19, 2017 (UTC)
Groaning before rolling onto her narrow back, the delicate Flowerfrost cracked open an eye to gander at Wolfshadow. Her serious brother was still out cold. How late was it? The pale warrior stretched out her neck to rest her forehead against the ground, gaze drifting towards the den's exit. Oh no, they slept in!! Oh well, it wasn't like they were required to go on that patrol anyways. It wouldn't have been an 'official' patrol since it was only her and her brother, and it wasn't like there was a deputy to push them around. Right?Silverstar (ﾉಥ益ಥ）ﾉ ┻━┻ 01:23, April 20, 2017 (UTC)
Runningbrook was nervous, nervous about being deputy and if she'd be good enough for StarClan to accept. The pale ticked deputy glanced around. What should she start with first? She cast her pale green eyes towards the warrior den. She knew Flowerfrost and Wolfshadow did a lot of the hunting for the Clan and wanted to give them the day off. She looked away before she started sorting through patrols and who'd be training today.
Minnowstar watched as her sister immediately shot into her job as deputy. Perhaps she had made the right choice? She was still plagued with whether or not the ancestors would approve. She hoped so. My name is Lord Voldemort 13:45, April 20, 2017 (UTC)
Flowerfrost began to roll away from her dark tabby brother, but her lack of warmth immediately awoke him. Grumbling in complaint, he hooked a long paw around his sister and forcefully pulled her back. "...Umff. Don't leave, you're so warm...and my legs are really tense from all of that hunting yesterday. I don't want to get up." Wolfshadow complained with his eyes remaining closed, huffing dryly to himself. Flowerfrost snorted in amusement.
"You the work-aholic, wanting to sleep in? Dear StarClan brother, I think you're deathly ill." The pale ginger molly muttered to her brother in response before squirming away. "Guess I'll have to do all the work without you!~" Silverstar (ﾉಥ益ಥ）ﾉ ┻━┻ 20:29, April 20, 2017 (UTC)
Hareleap sat inside of the nursery, stomach huge with her kits. She hadn't seen Loon in a while and expected to see him fairly soon, possible even after the kittens were born. She'd head out to see him but the small journey that was acquired was too much for a soon to be mother. Hareleap cast her gaze to Squirrelfang, whom was watching her two kittens play. Wolfkit, a sturdy and energetic kitten, was batting at his sister. My name is Lord Voldemort 15:53, April 24, 2017 (UTC)
Speedpaw exploded into camp, eyes wild with excitement and his muzzle baring scratches. "There was a fox!" he announced to the camp as Eelstripe bounded into the clearing, her pelt ruffled. "Speedpaw, shut up." She cuffed her apprentice over the ear. "We chased it out. It won't be bothering us anytime soon," she added, loudly. ~Patchfeather~ 16:01, April 24, 2017 (UTC)
Minnowstar watched the camp thrive with activity, the apprentices as energetic as ever, the kits even more so. The pale tabby and white leader watching as the two queens cared for themselves and their said kittens.
Hareleap sighed, the ache in her heart - mostly from missing Loon but there was heartburn there too. Should she just ask him to join her here in BeeClan? My name is Lord Voldemort 16:12, April 24, 2017 (UTC)
The dark tabby let out a soft snort at Flowerfrost and her sarcasm. Yeah, that was right, he worked hard!! And he was darn proud of it, too. Wolfshadow rolled onto his side to stretch lazily as his sister pranced off. Let her bask in the glory of that moment.Silverstar (ﾉಥ益ಥ）ﾉ ┻━┻ 01:34, April 25, 2017 (UTC)
Hareleap had just been to stalk out of camp when an unfamiliar pain hit her torso. A blinding fear following that, was this her about to kit? The queen quickly and quietly as possibly made her way to her den, small grunts of pain heard just barely. "Speedpaw, do fetch me a sturdy stick." She demanded at the flecked apprentice. My name is Lord Voldemort 13:23, April 27, 2017 (UTC)
Speedpaw nodded, heart lurching. Hareleap was kitting! And he could be helpful! He dashed out of camp at a remarkable speed, hence where he got his name. He skidded to a halt outside of camp, sniffing through a pile of wood. His pink nose brushed a piece and he grabbed it, testing it with a great bite. It stayed firm in his jaws. Satisfied, he hurried back the way he came. ~Patchfeather~ 15:16, April 27, 2017 (UTC)
Oakleaf pricked his ears. A queen was kitting? He couldn't help but to shift nervously, as this would be his first time aiding a queen in delivering ever since he became a full medicine cat, and Meadowsong retired. He took in a deep breath before pushing his way out of his den, herbs dangling neatly in his mouth. Flowerfrost glanced over at the young dark medicine cat. She hated to admit it, but he was pretty handsome. Except he was very much off-limits. Turning, the pale ginger warrior wandered off awkwardly.Silverstar (ﾉಥ益ಥ）ﾉ ┻━┻ 18:43, April 29, 2017 (UTC)
Hareleap did her best to remain calm as Speedpaw had yet to get back with that stick. Curse the stars for this pain. She cast her golden eyes towards the entrance of the nursery where one of the older queen's had just walked in. "Oh my, Maplekit, Wolfkit. Go play by the fresh-kill pile." The two whined in unison but left after a stern look from Squirrelfang.
"Now Hareleap, take a deep breath you'll need it. The next few minutes or hours will be the longest. We can't speed it up but the best I can do is give comfort." She said. "Did you send fot Oakleaf?" She shook her head lightly causing her head to spin. My name is Lord Voldemort 19:29, April 29, 2017 (UTC)
Oakleaf tensed, darting towards the elder's den. "Um...Meadowsong, could you...help me, for a bit?" The large dark tabby asked with round, pleading eyes. The ragged calico sighed, but firmly shook her head in response. "No, Oakleaf. You are the Medicine Cat now...and a great onem at that. I am very confident in you." With that, the nervous tabby tom sped off to the nursery to help.Silverstar (ﾉಥ益ಥ）ﾉ ┻━┻ 19:33, April 29, 2017 (UTC)
Hareleap took the stick anf shook her head sending the apprentice away. "I would enjoy not feeling this pain," the queen said as another wave of pain tortured her body. My name is Lord Voldemort 03:52, April 30, 2017 (UTC)
"Although I hate to be the bearer of bad news," Oakleaf began with a small frown as he entered the nursery, "you'll probably be in a lot of pain, even if you have a stick." The medicine cat was only being honest. He dropped his bundle of herbs before looking the kitting queen over.Silverstar (ﾉಥ益ಥ）ﾉ ┻━┻ 19:53, April 30, 2017 (UTC)
The queen flicked her ears and gave a sharp in take of breath as the next wave took her body. She had the stick in her mouth and the next few moments were sort of a blur for the queen. That was when her first kitten was born. He resembled his mother very strongly. Small body unmoving until Squirrelfang stepped forwars and start to lick the fur backwards. That was when Hareleap heard her son breath in then give a sharp cry. My name is Lord Voldemort 02:33, May 1, 2017 (UTC)
The young medicine cat nodded slowly, although he remained nervous. Things were going smoothly so far, and he hoped it would remain that way. "Alright, that's one tomkit down. Do you feel anymore pains?"Silverstar (ﾉಥ益ಥ）ﾉ ┻━┻ 00:31, May 2, 2017 (UTC)
The ticked queen flattened her ears at his question. What kind of question is that.." she thought before answering. "No -" another wave of pain hit her. "Never mind, I take that back." She snapped, several waves of this came before she gave birth to yet another tom. Before long she had given birth to her second kitten - a gray ticked she-kit - before long she was working on yet a third. My name is Lord Voldemort 14:28, May 2, 2017 (UTC)
The medicine cat flattened his ears hesitantly, but was quick to return to aiding the birthing queen. "A she-kit...It seems we have another one coming."Silverstar (ﾉಥ益ಥ）ﾉ ┻━┻ 21:44, May 2, 2017 (UTC)\
Almost half an hour later, Hareleap had finally kitted her last kitten. Her body was searing with pain, a pain she wanted to forget. Now all of her kittens had been licked and cleaned off, the queen pulled them close tiredly letting them suckle. The queen looked down at her kittens. None of them looked like Loon. All more like her than anything. My name is Lord Voldemort 19:51, May 4, 2017 (UTC)