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Post by fern on Jul 25, 2022 0:15:34 GMT
a single drop of a smile diffuses into happiness
I'll accept everything, even tear-filled nights and believe the world will change
He still couldn't shake that dream.
It had been made clear to him that StarClan had accepted his decision in filling Mistypelt's decision as they had thrown him head first into omen reading. At least it was a clear one. Or at least, it had felt clear. Was it clear? Did he read it wrong entirely?
No. He could still see it clear as day. The wolves running ravenously towards their home. They were done playing with them. They were going to make a quick meal out of them all if he didn't pass on StarClan's warning to Stormstar. Actions needed to be taken to prevent any more needless deaths.
Falconfall poked his head into Stormstar's den and cleared his throat. Was he awake? The sun was just starting to rise above the mountain's peaks. "Er...Stormstar...?" He called quietly. "I've returned from the half-moon meeting with news."
Was that what he was supposed to say?
He still wasn't used to his new job.
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Post by 20mia08 on Jul 25, 2022 0:41:00 GMT
Stormstar
The black smoke feline had spent the morning preparing his carbon copy of a son for the day, grooming the dust and tufts of fur from Bumblekit's coat. He was currently juggling the tasks of fatherhood with the duties of leadership, and thanks to Fallowbird's assistance, he seemed to be doing well. He was proud of his son- Bumblekit was a good noodle, even if Stormstar was somewhat biased. He knew he'd be a good warrior of WindClan some day, he just regretted the day he had to watch his son grow up. Why couldn't they stay small and innocent forever?
The WindClanner drew in a deep breath as he sent his son off to play with Fallowbird's brood. Despite the hardships WindClan had faced, their leader was yet to lose a single life. In the short amount of time he'd lead them, he'd seen and lost a lot: Primrose joined, the wolves were relentless, the tunnel system was implemented, he'd lost two or three deputies, they'd lost their medicine cat...
At this rate, it was getting difficult to remember who was who. He'd had so many different cats to assistant him in the leadership positions of his clan. They were running through cats so fast...he feared that his clan would see deputyship as a curse, and reject his promotion if he attempted to make a cat deputy.
With his son off to play, he curiously perked his ears at the entrance of his den. Someone was lingering outside, and the voice mentioning news confirmed just that: his medicine cat had returned. Who was Mistypelt's replacement now? "O-Oh!" The friendly tom gasped as he desperately searched his scattered mind for a name. "P-Please, come in!"
Oh sweet, sweet StarClan...what was their name? Snakepad? No- no, that was the deputy he'd lost.
Falconpad? Falconwing? Ah- Falconfall, that was it!
Stormstar sat in his nest, anxiously kneading the moss with his paws at the announcement of bearing news. That was never necessarily a good thing, not after a meeting with their ancestors. "What's up, Falconfall?"
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Post by fern on Jul 25, 2022 0:54:39 GMT
a single drop of a smile diffuses into happiness
I'll accept everything, even tear-filled nights and believe the world will change
Falconfall slowly walked into Stormstar's den, allowing himself to sit by the entrance. He wrapped his tail around his paws as he contemplated how to begin.
"I-I think the meeting went well. It was a bit awkward, if I'm being honest." He kneaded the ground, clearly stalling his delivery of his bad news. "Someone was missing...ShadowClan's medicine cat, was it? I can't quite remember the name...but the tiny one, the big white one, and the one from DarkClan were all there. Oh, and the smaller white one." He nodded. "...Whitepaw..." Falconfall said to himself slowly, as if he was still trying to decide if that's what her name was.
This was awkward.
Was this what he was supposed to talk about? Did Mistypelt tell him everything about the meetings, or just the important, bad omen things?
Straight to the point would probably be better. Falconfall shook his head. "Er...I had a bad dream, a message from StarClan. I think." He looked away, embarrassed. He was a grown tom talking to another tom about something that might have just been a bad dream. What if StarClan hadn't chosen him and he'd just been too cocky?
Still, if it truly was an omen, Stormstar needed to know of the threat looming over them. "I...I think the wolves are coming for camp. I don't know when--it could be today, maybe tomorrow...or...soon..." His voice gradually went quieter as he lost confidence in his statement, realizing he didn't have much to go off of. "I think we should tighten our defenses around camp and prepare for the worst."
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Post by 20mia08 on Jul 25, 2022 17:27:26 GMT
Stormstar
It was a little reassuring, knowing that his medicine cat felt as awkward as he did. However, he still had confidence in the tom's abilities, even if he'd only just begun his tenure as medicine cat. Stormstar had to be faithful in him- they were running out of options, after all. He was grateful that the tom was merely willing to step up to the challenge, with everyone...well, becoming wolf food as of recent. It was a lot to carry on one's shoulders.
The gentle leader let out a light-hearted laugh. "A-Awkward? Have you seen me at Gatherings, Falconfall?" Stormstar knew that he'd never live it down, the day he biffed the rock he was supposed to sit on as leader. In front of everyone. Including Lynxstar. And his own mate, who happened to be one of the most respectable cats in all five clans.
Stormstar maintained eye-contact with the medicine cat as he spoke, his pale eyes gleaming with concern as he mentioned the disappearance of some medicine cats. He did his best to be earnest, to focus, but he was briefly distracted by a leaf that scuttled into the den. Huh- was it getting windy out? Hopefully Bumblekit wouldn't get chilly out there, although he did have a nice fuzzy coat. That was what Ravenstar named him after, of course.
Oh- right. Guilt stabbed at his belly as he attempted to regain his focus on Falconfall. He wasn't trying to be rude, he...he was just a scatter-brained idiot. What did Heatherstar ever see in him? "It sounds like WindClan's not the only one with some hardships." Was it wrong of him to be glad that WindClan wasn't the only one constantly burning through high ranks? StarClan, that sounded cruel. He hated himself for thinking of such a thing.
"A-A bad dream?" His facial expressions promptly grew grim, fearing the worst for his clan. Was StarClan finally going to make him pay for his relationship with Ravenstar? Surely...they wouldn't be so cruel as to take it out on his entire clan?
Once again, the smoke leader began to shuffle his paws anxiously. The wolves, he knew they were a pressing threat, but they'd finally created some safety barriers with the addition of the tunnel system. He was hoping the wolves would finally throw in the towel, give up on hunting such difficult prey and move on...but it seemed that they had other plans.
Stormstar drew in a shaky breath. "...Th-thank you for informing me, Falconfall. We'll get to preparations immediately. I'll make an announcement to reinforce camp, and maybe see about setting up some p-pitfall traps to dampen the number of wolves when they do invade."
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