Jaystar sat with his long tail curled around his delicate paws, thoughts on who he would make deputy. He lingered towards Sunblaze, strong and determined, however, Sorrelfang was quite the warrior to the Clan. She worked well with the other cats. He sighed his decision made final. He stepped out of his den, sun shining down to lightly glaze his pelt giving it a golden glow. He quickly called forth a meeting and sat waiting for the Clan to gather. My name is Lord Voldemort 16:21, April 17, 2017 (UTC)
Sunblaze was resting beside her brother Lightstorm, laughing with him about a patrol the day before. Lightstorm had gotten his head stuck in a log during their hunting patrol, when he had been attempting to chase down a squirrel. It had been a hilarious sight. Angling her ears towards Jaystar, Sunblaze nudged her brother to his paws and marched forward, curious as to what the meeting was about.Silverstar (ﾉಥ益ಥ）ﾉ ┻━┻ 00:18, April 19, 2017 (UTC)
Jaystar lifted his head as the camp finally filled with warriors, apprentices, and queens with their kittens. Everyone wanted to see how he would conduct his first ceremony. "Since my return from the Moonstone, I have thought hard about who will be my deputy. I need someone who will be able to function under the pressure and command without hesitation. That is why I have choosen Sorrelfang as my deputy." He fell silent.
Sorrelfang lifted her head to meet his eyes. Her deputy? Why? Sure, the warrior worked hard to gain a respect, the kind that would normally be for the leader or their deputy and now it was her. "I-I accept." She said proudly. My name is Lord Voldemort 14:34, April 19, 2017 (UTC)
"I think you would've made a better deputy," Lightstorm commented sourly under his breath to his sister, who snorted in amusement. Sunblaze knew her pale brother was only attempting to be supportive, but she easily saw through his little act. She knew him far too well. "Uh-huh, sure, Lightstorm. Me, an eighteen-moon-old, as a deputy. I can hardly keep myself in line, mouse brain."Silverstar (ﾉಥ益ಥ）ﾉ ┻━┻ 01:25, April 20, 2017 (UTC)
Jaystar met the shocked warriors eyes. Did she accept or not? Sorrelfang had been stunned into silence and she finally noticed this so she opened her mouth to speak. "Of course, I accept." She stuttered out. The new deputy quickly turned feeling her Clanmates gazes burn into her pelt.
Falconheart, one of the deputies closest friends, grinned and was the first to cheer her name. Maybe he could go on a patrol with her. There was something he wanted to talk to her about but that might have to wait til later. My name is Lord Voldemort 13:47, April 20, 2017 (UTC)
The cream tom parted his jaws to respond to his sister, but she gently pushed her head into his side before he could say anything. "C'mon Creamsicle, let's go for a hunt, just the two of us. Like we used to as apprentices." That hadn't been too long ago, right? Goodness, the moons flew by...Silverstar (ﾉಥ益ಥ）ﾉ ┻━┻ 20:24, April 20, 2017 (UTC)
Jaystar sat inside his den, thankful to have some peace. His deputy was named everything would be okay now, right? All he really needed was mate(s). The tabby and white tom cast his gaze towards his paws, amber eyes staring at the floor. Would he be accepted if he took on more than one mate? His one and true dream was a family, but he even more wanted to be accepted as leader. My name is Lord Voldemort 15:57, April 24, 2017 (UTC)
Songflame silently approved the new deputy. She's a good warrior; I'm sure she'll make a great deputy. She padded away as the meeting broke up and sat down by a little shrub and breathed deeply, enjoying the scent of the leaves. Life was good, for the most part. Her mate had been lost in battle, the couple had just become warriors, let alone mates. She had been heart-broken. He had been the only one she could ever trust with all of her hopes, dreams, secrets... and then he was gone. She found out she was expecting his kits not long after and was overjoyed, but they were born too early and too weak; they didn't make it through the night It felt like a lifetime ago. She finally felt better, but still alone despite living in a Clan. ~Patchfeather~ 16:24, April 24, 2017 (UTC)
Jaystar sighed and curled up, ready to sleep the worries away. it wasn't long before the leader was asleep. Meanwhile, Sorrelfang and Falconheart were out on a small patrol. Just the two of them. Sorrelfang had been afraid to tell Falconheart how she felt for him and it seemed he only wanted to be friends. My name is Lord Voldemort 16:30, April 24, 2017 (UTC)
Songflame sat completely still, tail curled neatly over her paws. She shuffled slightly, starting to get restless. Am I on a patrol anytime soon? I don't think I am. She let out an inward groan. Songflame enjoyed peaceful days but sometimes it got boring.
Firepaw practiced hunting with a leaf, careful to be as still as possible. She crouched low, eyes fixed intently on the leaf. She wriggled, preparing to spring when Nutpaw bounded out of the apprentices' den and butted Firepaw in the head, almost sending the golden brown tabby falling to the ground. Nutpaw was massive compared to her runt sister. "You look more like a squished frog than a hunting cat," Nutpaw snickered, cuffing Firepaw over the ear, but Firepaw ducked out of the way just in time. "Stop touching me! I'm busy with training, unlike some cats," Firepaw hissed, narrowing her eyes. "Aww, come on, Firepaw! I spent alllll morning picking ticks off the elders. Isn't Rubblewhisker taking you out to train today? I could come"
Firepaw shrugged. "Maybe. I don't know if Rubblewhisker will be able to handle two apprentices." Firepaw's mentor had found out she was expecting kits about a moon ago, she was too stubborn to move to the nursery yet. ~Patchfeather~ 18:56, April 24, 2017 (UTC)
Jaystar woke nearly an hour later, the tabby and white leader yawning and stretching to rid his body of the kinks. Maybe he'd head out on a patrol with Nutpaw, the apprentice was a good hunter. Plusit would give him a chance to see what she's learnt so far. My name is Lord Voldemort 19:34, April 24, 2017 (UTC)
"I could be helpful! If she trips and almost falls off a cliff, I could swoop in and save the day!" Nutpaw puffed out her chest, picturing the sight of her flying through the air, saving cats. "It's really up to Rubblewhisker," Firepaw said, blinking in annoyance. Songflame overheard the two apprentices bickering. This would be perfect! Perhaps she could take Nutpaw out - Nutpaw would be happy going out and it'd give Songflame something to do. ~Patchfeather~ 21:02, April 24, 2017 (UTC)
The pretty calico galloped a distance from her brother, a crooked and playful grin cracking across her pale muzzle. She moved bouncily with an energetic swish of her feathered tail, Lightstorm rolling his eyes at her energy. He'd never understand Sunblaze. Were sisters always this weird? "Don't get your fur in a knot, Sunny, I'm coming."Silverstar (ﾉಥ益ಥ）ﾉ ┻━┻ 01:30, April 25, 2017 (UTC)
"Nutpaw!" Songflame called, halting a few tail-lengths away. "Don't burden Rubblewhisker with another apprentice to look after, I can take you out," she offered. Nutpaw bounced around with excitement. "Yea, great! Can we go now? Are we battle-training or hunting?" ~Patchfeather~ 14:33, April 26, 2017 (UTC)
Jaystar stopped, waving his tail distractedly. Well he guessed he wouldn't be taking the apprentice out. The tabby and white leader turned back to his den. My name is Lord Voldemort 14:50, April 26, 2017 (UTC)
Lightstorm slowly approached his sister as she bounced on her paws excitedly, sighing in annoyance as she bolted through the camp's entrance. Great, now he'd have to try to catch up to her again. "Sunblaze, get your tail back here!" He called after her with a slight edge in his tone, taking off after the calico.Silverstar (ﾉಥ益ಥ）ﾉ ┻━┻ 18:41, April 29, 2017 (UTC)
"Oh, we'll join you!" Rubblewhisker appeared out of nowhere, making Firepaw jump with surprise. "Are you sure, Rubblewhisker? You're going to have to give up your duties at some point," Songflame pointed out, gesturing to the older warriors belly. Rubblewhisker lashed her tail. "I'm fine! I keep telling everyone I'm fine but no one believes me!" she snapped.
"Okay, keep your fur on," Songflame playfully cuffed Rubblewhisker's ear. "We'll be hunting," Rubblewhisker declared, giving them a warning glance to not dare argue with her. Satisfied when they stayed silent, the mottled she-cat led the way out of camp. Firepaw glanced over her shoulder, weary. Rubblewhisker shouldn't be doing this. But there was no stopping the she-cat when she made up her mind.~Patchfeather~ 20:12, April 29, 2017 (UTC)
"How 'bout you catch up instead, Creamsicle?!" Sunblaze chirped over her shoulder as she dashed away from Lightstorm, her brother groaning in annoyance. Lightstorm took off after his sister, paws thundering against the earth.Silverstar (ﾉಥ益ಥ）ﾉ ┻━┻ 20:23, April 29, 2017 (UTC)
After walking for what seemed like forever, Rubblewhisker finally halted, scanning the surrounding area. It had thick undergrowth and plenty of shadows for voles to hide in. "All right, begin!"
Firepaw instantly darted off, following the trail of a water vole, Nutpaw raced by her side with a challenge in her usually mellow eyes. Firepaw realized her sister was challenging her to see who caught it first. I know I'll get it! She pushed on with an extra burst of speed, leaving Nutpaw in her dust.
"Wait! Don't go that way! There are loose rocks!" Songflame called after the apprentices, but they didn't seem to hear. "Stay here," she ordered Rubblewhisker and chased after the apprentices without waiting to see if the she-cat would listen. ~Patchfeather~ 20:33, April 29, 2017 (UTC)
Jaystar tread his way out of camp, lanky body sliding through the undergrowth and leaves. His amber eyes glancing up at the sky as he listened for any movement. The soft rustling alerted something in the bushes. My name is Lord Voldemort 14:31, May 2, 2017 (UTC)
Firepaw and Nutpaw continued to race as fast as their legs would carry them. They just needed to clear those last few bushes... Both apprentices' shrieked when they exploded from the bushes to find a steep, rocky drop just ahead of them. They dug their claws in the ground in hopes of slowing down, but it was no use.
Horror made the fur on Songflame's shoulders bristle when she spotted the apprentices' skidding towards the rocks. She screeched, flying over to the recuse. She grabbed Firepaw's scruff and hauled her, tossing her to the side like a dead peice of prey. She turned back in time to see Nutpaw falling over the edge with a mottled gray blur with her. Rubblewhisker!
Rubblewhisker took a shortcut to the rocks. Heart pounding, she saw Songflame already had Firepaw. Her heart dropped when she realized Nutpaw was about to go over. Without thinking, Rubblewhisker bunched her muscles and sprang - a huge leap - in front of the skidding Nutpaw. Nutpaw's weight barreled into Rubblewhisker's side, knocking the breath from her. With both cats weight, the rocks gave way and sent both cats falling over the edge. Pain seered Rubblewhsiker's body until they finally reached the bottom, motionless. ~Patchfeather~ 15:46, May 2, 2017 (UTC)
Jaystar slunk through SweetClan's territory, to that of BeeClan. The faint scent of another cat was nearby drifting to his nose. He scented the air before a small blur of chocolate tortoiseshell fur caught his sight. Who was that? "Evening," the leader called, standing tall. The BeeClan warrior jumped before turning to face Jaystar. "Jaystar," the molly was surprised to be seeing him this far. My name is Lord Voldemort 16:03, May 2, 2017 (UTC)
Songflame and Firepaw found a safer path down to the fallen cats. "Nutpaw!" Firepaw yowled, nudging her sister. Relief washed over her when she felt the stir of Nutpaw's breath on her muzzle. Songflame sniffed along Rubblewhisker's body, stopping at her neck, which was twisted in an awkward angle. "Her neck is broken," she said, softly. Firepaw turned her attention to her broken mentor. "We have to fix her!" Songflame put her ear to Rubblewhisker's chest and heard no thud of her heart. "Rubblewhisker is dead, Firepaw."
Firepaw took a step back, grief making it hard to speak. "She can't be dead. She can't be. She was going to have kits." StarClan wouldn't be that cruel, would they. Songflame faintly shook her head. "Carry Nutpaw back to camp," she ordered with a swish of her creamy tail. Firepaw reluctantly obeyed and grabbed her sisters scruff and began the long haul back home. ~Patchfeather~ 19:04, May 2, 2017 (UTC)
Jaystar dipped his head politely. The BeeClan molly standing a few foxlengths away from the border. "I don't think I know you?" He said. The chocolate tortoiseshell smiled. "I'm Mossfire, Daisystep's daughter." Jaystar flicked his head at the name. Daisystep was a former deputy if he was correct. My name is Lord Voldemort 19:15, May 2, 2017 (UTC)
"I'll teach her to not call me 'Creamsicle'...." Lightstorm gritted his teeth, working his legs harder to make himself speed up, nearing his fleeing sister. She glanced over her shoulder briefly to cast her brother a shocked look, surprised to see him catch up. And then, he flung herself at Sunblaze's legs, causing his sister to yelp in surprise and roll.Silverstar (ﾉಥ益ಥ）ﾉ ┻━┻ 21:37, May 2, 2017 (UTC)
"I think I talked with your mother a few times before her death," I told the young warrior. "By the way, I am deeply sorry about her passing." He stated, amber eyes warm.
Mossfire dipped her head. "Thank you, she's with StarClan now." The chocolate tortoiseshell stated. Her predominately white head tilting to the left slightly. My name is Lord Voldemort 13:19, May 3, 2017 (UTC)
Firepaw entered camp a later, gently letting Nutpaw fall to the ground. "Cheetahspirit!" she yowled, racing to his den, panic rising in her chest once more. "She needs help!"
Cheetahspirit woke with a start, vision blurry. What in StarClan! He thought angrily before walking out of his den, stumbling a little. The tabby and white warrior looked at Nutpaw then caught sight of the deceased queen. "What happened?" He asked. My name is Lord Voldemort 15:49, May 3, 2017 (UTC)
"Me and Nutpaw were... racing each other. We didn't know the cliff was on the other side of the bushes..." Firepaw aburtly stopped with a painful choke. It was her and Nutpaw's fault for all this. If they would have acted like real warriors, they would have focused on their prey, not their game. ~Patchfeather~ 17:08, May 3, 2017 (UTC)
Firepaw lowered her gaze to her paws. "I - we didn't realize we were so close..." she mumbled, trembling. Songflame ran her tail reassuringly down the golden tabby's back. ~Patchfeather~ 14:01, May 4, 2017 (UTC)
He gave a small hmph of sarcasm before turning to Songflame. "You. You should have known your the mentor, both you and Rubblewhisker should have been responsible and made sure the area was safe, because now I have to tell any of Rubblewhisker's friends and family that their loved one is no longer with us." He said, his irritation showing a little too much.
Bumblefern watched as her brother grew angrier. She better stop him, before something really bad happened. "Cheetahspirit," the tabby warrior said pusing through the apprentice and warrior, casting them a sharp look. Murming in his ear, "Come on, calm down. Everyine makes mistakes." She turns to them. "Do pay attention to the Clan meetings, we don't need anyone else dead." She said. My name is Lord Voldemort 14:47, May 4, 2017 (UTC)
"We did pay attention," Songflame said, flatly. "We weren't intending to hunt in that area, it all happened so fast." Songflame turned to the medicine cat. "How about instead of complaning about it, you go see if Nutpaw is all right," she growled, eyes sharp. Songflame was offended, mostly due to the way Cheetahspirit spoke of Rubblewhisker, as if she were like a careless kit who could have done better, it was insulting to her memory. She died saving Nutpaw, and that meant she lost her kits as well. "I'll save you the hassle of telling her family and friends," she added, then turned to Firepaw, gently nudging her. "Let's get you some thyme, it'll sooth the shock."
Nutpaw slowly blinked open a single eye, a headache pounding in the back of her head, and her body hurt everywhere. Ugh... what happened? She twitched her hind leg slightly and flinched at the seering pain. Did I break my leg? ~Patchfeather~ 17:48, May 4, 2017 (UTC)
"i think I can do my job, why don't you three go rest." The medicine cat said before stalking off to Rubblewhisker's family and friends. Bumblefern glared at the three before shaking her head. "I hate to say this but you did not listen. Jaystar made an announcement, and you are in charge Songflame. You should have known." Bumblefern picked Nutpaw up and sat her in the medicine den, "I'll retrieve Cheetahspirit." She peked out of the den to see Rubblewhisker's close friends and family looking rather grieved. My name is Lord Voldemort 19:07, May 4, 2017 (UTC)
Nutpaw whimpered with pain when Bumblefern carried her over to the medicine den and soon blacked out once more.
Firepaw bristled and sprang to her paws, fire in her eyes. "It's not Songflame's fault! Songflame was trying to stop us, but we didn't hear! It's Nutpaw's fault, it's my fault! We were the ones who didn't listen to Jaystar. Now shut up!" the golden brown apprentice snarled, then whipped around and stalked over to the medicine den. She slipped inside and sat beside her sister, letting out a great sigh. "We should have been warriors, Nutpaw, not kits."
Bumblefern's comment felt like a thorn stuck in Songflame's heart. After Firepaw's defense, Songflame stared after her as she disappeared in the medicine den. It wasn't the apprentices' fault, it really was hers, wasn't it? Rubblewhisker is dead because of me, Nutpaw injuried, and Firepaw in shock. I'm the best warrior ever. ~Patchfeather~ 20:24, May 4, 2017 (UTC)