Despite the warmer weather, the melting snow had left SpringClan in near flooding conditions. Small streams ran through the territory draining to lower ground to form a large puddle. Darkstar had grown to calling it the flood trench. It had some current as it seemed to slowly make its way to the nearest stream that led to the lake.
The smoke and white tomcat looked over the ground, leading his cats back to the camp. Alas, per his usual and young age. The black-and-white leader was not tired. He turned to Ivystorm. "You and the rest of the cats get rest, I'll order the patrols about." He said. He'd rest eventually but right now he wasn't tired. The tomcat moved to first visit his mother and younger siblings in the nursery. She had bore two kittens, Daisykit and Lizardkit. They were becoming strong kittens, something his Clan needed. He greeted her, dropping a vole at her smoke paws.
"Darkstar, you needn't worrt about me. I'm fine, your father brings us food after you do." The leader shrugged.
"I need to know that my mother and younger brother and sister are healthy." He replied. "So eat up."
He turned and padded away, calling over a few cats. The first arriving being Wrenflight and Petalbreeze. He explained to them that they were to lead a hunting party and border patrol out immediately and to take who they liked.
Foxstep stepped forth, despite having been at tbe Gathering he wasn't tired. In fact, his mind spun as the recent events of how he and Honeyfeather had lost their litter this last leaf-bare. Not only had it upset her but him as well. "Darkstar, I'm free to go as well." But I am the Chosen One 05:05, April 21, 2019 (UTC)
"You going on a hunting party, Foxstep?" Honeyfeather called from the nursery, "let me come along, too." The tortoiseshell she-cat hadn't gone much out of the nursery since her litter died in the harsh leafbare, keeping Snakekit inside whenever possible. She knew Foxstep shared the same pain, and Snakekit was one of their ways of coping with the loss. The young brown tabby had become a determined but quiet young cat, barely interacting with the other kits. In a way, the kit reminded Honeyfeather of Frostbranch. Did she know that she was adopted? No matter what, going on patrol would be a good distraction. Being trapped in the nursery walls meant the memory came back often.
"You behave well, little one," Honeyfeather gave Snakekit a lick on her head, "don't stray out of the other queens' sights. I'll be back in a short while."
"I won't," Snakekit blinked at her mother.
"Darkstar!" Daisykit could hardly contain his excitement as he climbed on top of his mother to see one of his eldest brothers. "Did anything happen at the Gathering? Did any warriors start a fight?" the young tom was tripping over his words, so keen to hear what his brother had to say. — ᴍᴀx ❀ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ᴍᴇ, () 05:30 Sun Apr 21 2019
Darkstar dipped his head. "Very well, I have some ceremonies to perform. You may depart afterwards." He said before he took a leaping bound and kanded on the old tree stump. Ivystorm already sitting beside it.
The smoke and white leader lashed his thick, tail. The skin of the patchy bit if his tail easily catching in the breeze. He curled his mangled tail aroumd his paws before he spoke.
His voice ringing loud and clear throughout the Clan. "May all cats old enough to catch prey gather to hear my words!" He yowled out. His green optics watchinf as the cats gathered. Shadeshadow limping out of the elders den to sit down outside to watch.
"Today I have two ceremonies to perform. First," The massive tomcat beckoned Frondoaw forth.
Foxstep watched with proud eyes, his tail moving to intertwine with Honeyfeather's intimately.
"You have passed your assessment and are ready to become a warrior." He waited for the tomcat to step forward then continued.
"I say these words before StarClan in hooes that they too approve of my decision. From this day forth you will no longer be know your name to be Frondpaw. You will be known as Frondstep for your loyalty and courage. May StarClan light your path."
He let the Clan chant the tomcat's new name before he turned, dipping his head to Honeyfeather. "Snakekit, step forward." He watched as the tabby kitten did as told. "You have reached the age of six moons and you now are ready to become an apprentice. From this day forth you shall be known as Snakepaw. Your mentor will be Foxstep, may he teach you all he has learned." The smoke and white cat dipped his head as he watched the fire-colored tabby move to touch noses with his adoptive child.
Darkstar moved to greet Daisykit with a grin. "Hey there, little one." He said with a chuckle. "No, there were no fights. The Clans have new leaders but that's it." But I am the Chosen One 05:40, April 21, 2019 (UTC)
Honeyfeather felt pride surge through her and she casted a look at her mate, "She'll learn a lot from you." She briefly imagined what the ceremony could've been had her kits survived - they would be bounding up to Darkstar with bright eyes and light steps. They would've been called Lightpaw and Acornpaw by now. A pang of sadness engulfed her for a moment.
Then she couldn't help but cast a glance at Frostbranch, who stood emotionless at the back of the crowd. Did she feel anything at all for Snakepaw? Honeyfeather dug her claws into the ground. Sometimes she couldn't believe the brown tabby didn't even bother to pay a visit to her kit. Surely all she-cats cared about their kits? She remembered her own sea of grief watching her kits die. It's Frostbranch. Admittedly, she should've expected it - after all, Frostbranch was a power-hungry cat. The way she looked at Darkstar sent a chill down her spine. It wasn't the secret that the she-cat wanted to be leader, and Honeyfeather wondered what she'd do to get it if she had been willing to give her kit up for this.
At the same time, Snakepaw walked over to Foxstep, blinking as she waited for orders. She was surprised that her mentor was her own foster father, given that most kin didn't mentor kin, but the familiarity of the tom's temperament was relieving.
Meanwhile, Frondstep lifted his head, unable to contain his excitement as he absorbed all the cheers erupting around him. At last! I'm a warrior. He had failed his final assessment multiple times, and had to watch as Crowfrost became a warrior way earlier with jealousy and shame. Now he could finally go on patrol without being looked down by his peers. - Fox 僕たちはひとつの光 06:07,4/21/2019
Foxstep touched his nose to Snakepaw's before he spoke. "You can make your nest later, why don't you join the patrol we'll be leaving soon." He told the apprentice.
Crowfrost stood back, watching as her brother was finally made an apprentice. She walked up to him with a teasing grin. "It's about time, I thought I'd be an elder by the time you finished." But I am the Chosen One 06:20, April 21, 2019 (UTC)
Snakepaw dipped her head, "of course I'll join."
Soaringsong was sleeping soundly after that Gathering, perhaps it was for the better that Darkstar agreed to take the elder. She couldn't run her mouth now that she was exhausted from the earlier events. Petalbreeze had gone looking for her, poking her head in the elder's den to find her mother cashed. The tortoiseshell warrior let out a small purr before leaving the squirrel she had to offer, so the elder could eat when she woke up.
Cloudchaser was not in camp. It was buzzing with acitivity, too busy for her liking. She was instead seated in the low branch of a tree, letting the breeze snake through her soft fur. The kid... It was all that was on her mind. Lakestar's secret son, the one only she knew about. Why AutumnClan, why not SpringClan? Does he not hear his home calling his name?Silverstar 13:56, April 21, 2019 (UTC)
Crowfrost gave a laugh. "How on StarClan's name did you fail your assessment in the first place, Frondstep?" She questioned, she stood a bit taller than her brother but even then, she teased him with her words.
Foxstep dipped his head and waved to the head of the patrol, Wrenflight. "We can head out now, come Snakepaw." He called to her as he nudged Honeyfeather towards the entrance after the tortoiseshell warrior.
Ivystorm sat with his tail curled around his paws, his eyes on the bustling activity. He possibly couldn't sleep while Darkstar slept, right? He had to keep watch so that the camp was safe when Darkstar woke. But I am the Chosen One 02:42, April 22, 2019 (UTC)
"I-It was a bad day, that's all," Frondstep bent down to lick his chest fur. "I'll show you what a warrior I can be!" Though he had to admit that fighting wasn't his best suit. Seeing the whirls of cats in battle just sent panic running through his spine. He wondered how he was going to survive as a warrior.
Snakepaw followed her new mentor, ears twitching as she wondered what a patrol was like. Will we meet other clan cats? She casted a quick look at the trees. Did other clan cats look different from us?
"Stay behind me," Honeyfeather placed her tail on her apprentice's back. Snakepaw nodded and backed off, keeping her mother's tail in sight.
Frostbranch watched the patrol leave. She had noticed the judging gaze of Honeyfeather during Snakepaw's apprentice ceremony. The tabby curled her lip. Why did Honeyfeather have to hang it over her like a cloud? She was no longer her daughter, couldn't her friend just let it go and let Snakepaw live a normal life? - Fox 僕たちはひとつの光 03:25,4/22/2019
Crowfrost gave a snort. "If you say so, little brother." She said teasing him. She curled her thick tail around her paws as she looked around. "It looks like you'll be the one on guard duty." She said.
Foxstep cast his mate a glance before he set foot out of camp, the patrol working their way towards the closest border. The border between SplashClan and SpringClan was closer considering their camp lay more towards the western part of their territory.
The patrol was indeed shortly met by a patrol of SplashClan cats, a large gray tabby seemed to lead the patrol with a ginger tabby as well as a smaller tabby-and-white cat. The ginger tabby eyed the patrol cautiously. "You'll do well to keep to your own." The tabby said darkly. "After all, Shellstar is different than Newtstar. She won't accept your greediness."
Foxstep bristled. "You do good to remind yourself that we won't be so easily over ran." The fire-colored tabby responded to Maplestrike.
Ivystorm watched the short interaction between Frostbranch and Honeyfeather. There had been no words but it seemed they shared an interest of sorts. Snakepaw. But I am the Chosen One 12:07, April 22, 2019 (UTC)
Somehow, Cloudchaser had managed to fall asleep in the tree she was perched in, and when she awoke, she realized what had happened. Lionstar had summoned her to training for a brutal, gorey scene between her and Darkstar, just for the Dark Forest tom's amusement. How sick of him! But she wouldn't hesitate to admit it...she did learn a few bits of valuable information, and it felt good to pummel her leader a little bit. Good stress relief.
However, she had...bigger problems at the moment.
While Darkstar had lost a life and therefore was able to recover from some of his wounds, Cloudchaser only had one life, and she didn't get any special treatment from StarClan for it. Her face had taken the brunt of her wounds, but the injuries on her shoulders were significantly worse, from when Darkstar had tried to force himself onto her neck. The transition from astral-to-reality had made the wounds a little less severe than they appeared in the Place of No Stars, but they still required immediate treatment.
Sorely leaping out of the tree, Cloudchaser trudged towards camp, but she neither limped nor sulked. She walked with her head held pride, refusing to allow any of her agony to show. When she entered the camp, she seemed to almost regret calling for SpringClan's medicine cat. "Sloeberry? I need you to fix this."Silverstar 20:05, April 22, 2019 (UTC)
Sloeberry looked up, his eyes blinking as he looked her over. "You look worse than Darkstar. What in StarClan's name did you two get into?" He asked with a tsk. His fluffy tail flicking before he waved her completely inside. "Here. Sit." He grabbed a couple poppy seeds. "Take these they'll help with the pain."
Darkstar had immediately called Sloeberry forward except he didn't share the information he had learned. He wanted to know exactly why Cloudchaser had chosen to train with Lionstar.
Lizardkit watched her battered brother leave Sloeberry's den moments before Cloudchaser arrived. It was odd seeing that. Why were they both beaten up? Did something happen? But I am the Chosen One 20:25, April 22, 2019 (UTC)
"For the record," the typically-silent warrior began hostile right off the bat, voice seething with rage ready to pounce once again. "I was outside of camp, Darkstar was nowhere near me. In fact, I was sleeping in a tree, and don't recommend it." She huffed bitterly. "Last time I'm sleeping in one, anyways. Talk about some hideous nightmares."
Cloudchaser didn't want to take the poppy seeds because she was no weakling, nor was she a mouse-heart. But at the same time, she wasn't interested in arguing with a medicine cat, someone who was forbidden to back up his words with brutal action. So she took them without another word, sending both Sloeberry and Darkstar a warning glare.Silverstar 20:31, April 22, 2019 (UTC)
Sloeberry bristled. "Watch the attitude," he snapped. "I'm your medicine cat and not another warrior. I simply find it odd that both of your wounds come from cats." He stated sharply. He placed the chewed up horsetail over the she-cats wounds before he used cobwebs to staunch amy bleeding from her wounds. "If you need a place to sleep, I would try the hollow not to far from camp." He suggested after he was done. "Don't stress either, otherwise you'll be back in here with infection or an open wound." But I am the Chosen One 20:52, April 22, 2019 (UTC)
"Well then, maybe Darkstar has a problem rogue on his paws." Her reply was cold yet distant, her attention seemingly elsewhere for the time being. An almost annoyed twitch of her tail was her sign of thanks after Sloeberry finished, and Cloudchaser began to stalk in the direction of camp's exit.
The faint sound of sharp comments from the medicine cat's den was what finally woke Soaringsong up. She was about to grumble and blow it off when the prey her daughter left for her caught her attention. That looks delicious.Silverstar 21:01, April 22, 2019 (UTC)
Sloeberry gave Cloudchaser a stern look. "Just be more careful. We can't spare anymore dead cats. It hits the Clan too hard." He said, thinking back to Honeyfeather's litter that had been lost. The two kittens that had never had a chance.
Ivystorm looked up, it seemed Darkstar was awake now but he seemed burdened. The tabby tomcat didn't want to disturb him so he quietly retired to the warriors den where he fell asleep almost immediately. But I am the Chosen One 21:43, April 22, 2019 (UTC)
Honeyfeather curled her lip at the passing SplashClan cats, "And you'll serve yourself well by keeping to yours."
"I'm so scared of your new leader." Wrenflight twitched her whiskers. Honeyfeather gave the chocolate tortoiseshell a warning look.
Snakepaw eyed the SplashClan cats, bristling. They were huge. She wondered if a fight would erupt at the border. I haven't even been out of camp before. She unsheathed her claws.
"Keep your claws in," Honeyfeather nudged Snakepaw sternly and the apprentice quickly retracted them, staring wide eyed at her mother, "we don't need to start a fight here." - Fox 僕たちはひとつの光 10:35,4/23/2019
Ducking out of camp, the tabby warrior decided that she needed to cool off before her hot temper got to her, and she ended up gutting her other clanmates. It would be better off if Cloudchaser did something productive, like killing a mouse instead of Darkstar. The stinging sensation from her wounds slowly subsided as the poppy seeds began to kick in, allowing her to move swifter on her long legs as she navigated her homeclan's territory.
Darkstar sat outside his den, dark and broody, watching the camp silently. He knew a third of the camp was asleep from the gathering and he hoped that the rest where out hunting or training. The smoke-and-white tomcat looked up as his father walked over, the senior warrior dipping his head with a chuckle.
"You look even more broody than a tree, Darkstar." He greeted his son with a small joke.
Foxstep flicked his tail to Wrenflight, a signal to remain quiet. "We have no intention of trespassing, afterall we've held peace with SplashClan since Elmstar was leader. If Shellstar wishes to honor it so be it but if she doesn't I can't say she'll get any mercy from Darkstar." The fire-colored tomcat said to the SplashClan patrol.
The ginger tabby warrior huffed, the tabby-and-white cat flicked her tail at the ginger she-cat as if warning her to keep her smart mouth shut. "We meant no harm, Foxstep. We are simply warning you. We are not to b stepped on." Flyshade responded.
Foxstep narrowed his eyes. "You think we are? I suggest you head back to camp before you say something you regret." He replied coldly, his green eyes on the warrior that had spoken. But I am the Chosen One 19:21, April 23, 2019 (UTC)
Cloudchaser paused to taste the air, with the mouth-watering scent of shrew bathing her tongue. With a satisfied grin to herself, the tabby stalked forward on steady, inaudible paws. She continued forward, hesitating to cautiously step over anything that could give her away- sticks, dry leaves, and so on. Slipping around a few shrubs, she finally spotted her victim in the distance.Silverstar 21:19, April 23, 2019 (UTC)
Darkstar moved to the exit, slipping through and heading from camp. His green eyes looking around before he followed the scent of the warrior he had faced in his dreams. But I am the Chosen One 21:24, April 23, 2019 (UTC)
Slowly but surely, Cloudchaser would take a few paces forward before settling back down to ensure that her prey did not detect her. Once she was within range, she changed tactics to rely on her long limbs. In a flash, she rose from her paws and darted towards the shrew with smooth, confident strides before pouncing on the pitiful rodent and killing it.Silverstar 21:31, April 23, 2019 (UTC)
"Let's move on now, shall we?" Honeyfeather looked at Foxstep. Snakepaw stared at the SplashClan cats in both fascination and fear, moving closer to her mother. Wrenflight huffed and turned her back on them. - Fox 僕たちはひとつの光 07:30,4/28/2019
Foxstep watched for a moment more before he turned away, his green optics seeming to feel with turmoil. A fight within himself. He'd wanted nothing more than to claw the SplashClan cat's eyes out. He lashed his thick, fox-like tail before he waved Snakepaw over. His ears flicking, the breeze blowing through the tears in the tomcat's ears.
Darkstar scented the air, he wasn't lousy when it came to tracking his prey and today Cloudchaser was just that. Mere prey to him. The dark tomcat moved into a run, paws pounding into the ground as he followed the scent trail she'd left. Out of all the things, she never once covered her tracks. When he came across her, he leapt forward. Hus claws came into contact with the prey she had been hunted, easily snapping the neck. He faced her with dark emerald eyes, his tail lashing. But I am the Chosen One 07:36, April 28, 2019 (UTC)
Brownwatcher's tail flicked as she looked about the camp clearing. Her whiskers twitched as she had seen a patrol leave and she gave a low a sigh. She wondered if she could join by following, but she remained where she was. Though as her amber eyes scanned the clearing, she wondered if there was something she could do. QueenOfThisShip
Ivystorm gave a small huff, anxiety prickling his tabby coat before he turnes to walk towards the fresh-kill pile. He was tok lost in his thoughts tok pay attention, before long he collided with another warrior, Brownwatcher. "Oh, oops. Sorry." He said softly. But I am the Chosen One 10:52, June 6, 2019 (UTC)
She blinked as the tom when he collided with her. "Oh...That's quite alright..." She said as she looked to him, her tail flicking as she watched him. She didn't really know what else to say, so she went quiet. QueenOfThisShip