January 25, 2020 at 1:27 pm #4865
Wolfstar felt hesitant to leave WindClan territory to venture in ShadowClan’s, his blue eyes darting around nervously. He had always felt uncomfortable underneath a canopy of trees, and pine trees emitted a strong scent that dulled his nose. How were ShadowClan cats able to hunt properly here? The WindClan leader looked at his daughter and medicine cat, Nettlenose, to make sure she was doing alright. Snow still blanketed the ground and the stream they had to cross was as cold as ice. Fortunately, he had a long and thick coat to help keep most of the cold away, but his daughter had the body and pelt of her mother; a typical WindClanner. The bitter taste of the traveling herbs still danced on his tongue, but he wondered if they would hold him off for the whole day. I hope at least one of the leader’s would be willing to provide us prey to continue our journey. Although, he highly doubted it. If another leader had stepped paw inside of his camp, he would send them away without a bite to eat.
“Hornetstar won’t be happy to see two WindClanners on their territory. I know I don’t have to say this to you, but we need to make sure not to say something that would anger him. He isn’t the most…welcoming.” Wolfstar narrowed his eyes as he padded straight for the ShadowClan camp. He had only been there once before. It was typical of a ShadowClan cat to behave as Hornetstar did, which made it harder to work or speak with him. “And I’m hoping he’ll let me speak with him and his medicine cat in private. I don’t want to talk about your vision with the whole of ShadowClan.”
As they pressed on, he began to wonder if he should have listened to Goldenrose about taking another warrior with them. Just because you have extra lives does not mean you have to go head first into everything! Her words rang in his ears. Was she right that he didn’t value his lives as well as he should because he knew he would come back? Wolfstar shook the the thoughts away, not wanting to doubt himself at a time like this.
Once Wolfstar and Nettlenose got to the entrance of the ShadowClan camp, his nose wrinkled at the sudden stench of the cats. He forced to pull himself together and stepped through the entrance. He made sure his pelt was sleek, his claws were sheathed, and his eyes displayed no emotion. The last thing he wanted the ShadowClanners to think was they were being invaded. He looked around the busy camp and caught the eyesight of one of their warriors. “I would like to speak with Hornetstar and Saplingskies, please,” he greeted, dipping his head respectfully. He twitched his tail at Nettlenose, motioning for her to stand directly beside him.
January 26, 2020 at 3:37 am #4879SoliloquySilverParticipant
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nb It was an average day in ShadowClan. The cats were settling into their new camp well. Saplingskies was asleep in his nest, resting peacefully with his tail curled tightly around his body. ShadowClan’s medicine cat wasn’t normally one to sleep in, but due to a dog attack just a few days ago, he had been taking time to recover. Warriors had been given instructions to leave him be unless there was an emergency, and luckily there hadn’t been any big disasters that Hareflight couldn’t handle herself. He was lucky to have such a self-sufficient apprentice.
He had been dreaming something, but it was so abstract that he didn’t really know what was happening. All he saw were random colors and shapes. He called into the strange void, but no one was around to hear him. He tried to call out again, but before he knew it he was being prodded awake. His eyes fluttered open, and he was met by a concerned apprentice only a few inches from his face. The young cat informed him that strange cats were requesting to speak with him and Hornetstar. “Alright…” He said, a confused look crossing his face as he slowly sat up. “Please inform them that I will be out in a moment,” he requested, dismissing the apprentice with a gentle smile and a flick of his tail. They scuttled out to inform the visitors of their medicine cat’s words, leaving Saplingskies a few moments to fully wake up. His wounds were stinging, so he chewed up a dandelion leaf to dull the pain, then quickly smoothed out his fur so he looked presentable. Once he was ready he emerged from his den, squinting at the harsh sunlight that reflected in the snow.
Upon stepping into the clearing, he quickly recognized Wolfstar and Nettlenose. He would consider himself to be friends with Nettlenose, as they had known each other for quite a few moons now due to their shared ranks. However, he knew little of Wolfstar. What did the WindClan leader want with him and Hornetstar? Trusting a warrior had gone to fetch the leader, Saplingskies limped forward, meeting the visitors in the middle. Despite it being clear that the little tom was tired and in pain due to his wounds, he offered the two WindClanners his typical friendly, hospitable smile. “Greetings Wolfstar, Nettlenose,” he began, dipping his head respectfully. “Welcome to our camp. I was told you had business with Hornetstar and I…” His voice dropped a bit, so only they could hear. “I sense it must be dire, seeing as you came without a ShadowClan patrol escort… Be prepared for an earful…” He mewed, giving the two a sympathetic smile before he turned in the direction of Hornetstar’s den, waiting for the prickly tom to make his appearance.January 26, 2020 at 7:52 pm #4887
Nettlenose trotted along behind her father, sticking close to him on her stubby legs, and thankful that her father wasn’t going at a hard to follow pace. Her paws had been cold from the snow, but were now numbed, and she had fell into the rhythm of their travel. The medicine cat had made a game for herself on their long journey, just silently looking out for herbs along the way and awarding herself a point for every one she saw and could correctly identify. It helped to pass the time, and helped her ignore her hungry stomach.
“I’ll be on my best behavior.“ The cream colored she-cat purred in response to her father, though it wasn’t as if she had been any trouble before. Even as a kit, Nettlenose had been quite well-mannered by nature. She didn’t know Hornetstar very well, but had heard of him, and could tell her father wasn’t thrilled to be visiting. As they neared Shadowclan’s territory, she inhaled deeply. She quite liked the scent of pine, though that was about it. The soil in these parts was too damp, it smelled almost musty! She stuck close to her fathers side as he asked, and once they entered the camp she paused at his side.
As Saplingskies emerged, Nettlenose smiled warmly, dipping her head to the fellow medicine cat. “Saplingskies, hello.” She hummed, her tone friendly. “I hope you’ve been well.“January 27, 2020 at 12:22 am #4890
The thick of winter was upon them now, a fresh coating of snow almost always guaranteed to be on the ground every morning now. There had certainly been more chilly leafbares the years before this one however, so that was something to be grateful about. Moving closer to the mountains, right at the base, one would have expected the winters to be chillier. Sometimes a breeze did blow down off the mountains that could penetrate even the deepest coat, but their dens were now shored up enough that every Clan member could sleep peacefully and cozy. Though that really wasn’t stopping Hornetstar from worrying.
In fact, the golden colored tom had been moving about camp, looking over dens – specifically the nursery, when Wolfstar and Nettlenose entered. Almost as soon as he scented them, he heard the whispers start up among his Clanmates. Dropping the twigs he had been holding in his mouth, he whipped about and marched to the camp entrance. Saplingskies beat him to their visitors however, making the leader’s blood boil just a bit more because the paranoid part of him was certain his medicine cat was bad mouthing him. They had never gotten along or seen eye to eye very well.
“Wolfstar. What the hell are you doing in my camp?” He greeted, tone almost as frigid as the fresh air rolling off the mountains above them. Naturally this visit probably had some importance to it, but Hornetstar had never been the most welcoming cat. Actually, he was certain he had a reputation among all the Clans, and not a good one. He might as well live up to those expectations.January 27, 2020 at 12:12 pm #4894
Wolfstar watched an apprentice run quickly to the medicine den to inform Saplingskies of his arrival. Once the ShadowClan medicine cat stepped out, Wolfstar blinked with surprise at his injured appearance, but stayed quiet. He dipped his head to Saplingskies in greeting, happy to be greeted first with a friendly face before Hornetstar showed up. Wolfstar’s ears twitched in response to the warning about the ShadowClan leader giving them an earful. As long as I’m able to give him the warning Nettlenose received, I don’t care how he acts. It took a lot to get Wolfstar irritated anyways.
When Hornetstar finally showed up, Wolfstar dipped his head respectfully. He didn’t twitch a muscle at the ShadowClan leader’s harsh tone. “Greetings, Hornetstar. I hope things are doing well.” His blue eyes scanned the clearing for a few moments before resting back on the tom in front of him. “Nettlenose and I have something we believe needs to be shared with you and the other leaders. I was hoping to speak with you and Saplingskies alone where we can discuss the matter.” Wolfstar prayed to StarClan that Hornetstar would listen and have them speak in a quieter place. He had a feeling the other leader would regret making him and Nettlenose inform the entire of ShadowClan about such a harrowing vision, worrying all of his Clanmates.February 3, 2020 at 7:33 pm #4919
The other leader’s calm greeting was almost enough for the golden tom to reach out and smack him, consequences be damned. How dare Wolfstar have the gall to prance into ShadowClan camp and act like it was an every day occurrence. And all for a… A simple message? They could have simply waited for a patrol at the border and passed the message along, or ask to be escorted into camp!
“Oh you do, huh?” He drawled, looking down his nose at the other tom. Just for a second, he was tempted to be ostentatiously stubborn and refuse to budge a muscle. “I guess we can accommodate your request. I suppose it’s official medicine cat business then.” The way he spoke implied he held some disdain for the matter, always hating it when medicine cats claimed to have been spoken to by StarClan. What could a bunch of dead cats possibly know or even be able to share?
With a huff he turned, leading the way to what was obviously his den. No one would disturb them there. If they had went to Saplingskies‘ den, the possibility was high that someone would come seeking the medicine cat’s help. Besides, he didn’t want to chase Hareflight out if she was up to important business. Actual important business, that was.February 4, 2020 at 2:14 pm #4927
Wolfstar blinked at the younger leader. The tension between Hornetstar and Saplingskies hung heavy in the air between them, but he made no comment. It would have been hypocritical of him to judge their possible strained relationship seeing as he himself had a tough time getting along with Startledcrow. When Hornetstar turned sharply away to head towards what was most likely his den, Wolfstar nodded to Nettlenose for her to follow. The snow crunched underpaw, and the wind was as cold as ice. Despite it being a foreign den, it was nice to finally be inside to get away from the chilly weather.
Out of respect, he waited for Hornetstar to sit before he did, wrapping his fluffy tail around his paws. Once all four cats were settled inside, the gray-and-white tom looked Hornetstar and Saplingskies in the eyes, finally showing his urgent expression now that they were away from prying eyes. “StarClan sent Nettlenose an omen that is for all of the Clans. I don’t know exactly what it means, which is why I wanted us to speak alone. I wanted it to be up to you whether to share the information with the rest of your Clan or not.” He turned his head and nodded at his daughter, urging her to speak and explain to the ShadowClan leader what StarClan had sent.February 8, 2020 at 9:27 am #4973
Hornetstar was as Nettlenose had expected him to be, as he came into the clearing with his head held high and his temper clearly already fuming. As he spoke a harsh confrontation to her father, she bit her tongue, never one to speak out against another, but this tom was already on the ends of her fur. At least, she figured, Saplingskies would be company that would be more understanding of the situation. None the less, she offered Hornetstar a warm smile in hopes of melting the ice a little.
As Hornetstar turned to lead them off to the den, she followed upon Wolfstar’s urging, a small sigh slipping from her lips. It wasn’t the best feeling in the world to receive such a greeting when you had traveled so far, but…ah, at least this den was warm and sheltered from the wind. She felt her bones creak a bit as she settled into a sitting position next to her father, her round emerald eyes flickering to Shadowclan’s leader.
“…It’s true, StarClan has sent an omen that I believe to be of dire importance.” The fluffy molly began, her tone soft but serious. “I fear that something horrible is coming, something heavy with death. Something that will affect all of us.” The medicine cat continued, her paws shifting a bit as the discomfort of the vision returned to her. “There was an entire swarm of birds, ravens I believe, black as night…they were so loud, everywhere, and it was so clear that many of us will be made to pay for whatever is headed our way.” Nettlenose stated firmly.
She tilted her head towards Saplingskies, a gentle frown on the pretty she-cats lips. “What do you make of it?” She inquired, curious for another healer’s interpretation.February 8, 2020 at 10:54 am #4974SoliloquySilverParticipant
Saplingskies couldn’t help but groan internally when Hornetstar made his appearance, aggressive and all in a huff, as always. He couldn’t help but wish someone would just knock the ornery tom down a peg or two. He didn’t wish harm on his leader, of course, but if it taught Hornetstar some respect… He shook the thought away, listening as the WindClan visitors spoke. An omen? The little tom’s whiskers twitched nervously. This couldn’t be good. He followed the others quietly, gently shooing away some kits who were curious to see cats from another clan. He made sure the area was clear of eavesdroppers before stepping into Hornetstar’s den.
He sat across from Nettlenose, watching the WindClan healer curiously as she and Wolfstar made themselves comfortable. When she spoke of her vision, his eyes widened in surprise. He couldn’t begin to describe the chill that crept down his spine as he imagined a sky full of ravens and their earth-shaking cries. “That’s not good… not good at all…” He spoke softly, looking down at the den floor as he thought Nettlenose’s words over. “I have to agree, that can only be an omen of death. Crows and ravens seem to flock to areas of high mortality… Whatever is coming will likely tear through the clans like talons in a mouse’s flesh…”
He shifted uncomfortably, blinking his nervousness away before looking back to his fellow healer. “Thank you for sharing your vision with us, Nettlenose. If StarClan sends me any signs that seem to relate, I’ll be sure to pay WindClan a visit.”
February 8, 2020 at 9:00 pm #4994
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Once they were in his den he sat in his nest, noting Wolfstar didn’t sit until he had. That, at least, Hornetstar could respect the other leader for. Though they had originally came barging into ShadowClan camp like they owned the place, at least now they were showing he courtesy due. He patiently waited for Saplingskies to join them, green eyes piercing into Nettlenose as her leader directed all the attention to her. Truthfully he wasn’t too worried about what she had to say, having never put much stock in what medicine cats claimed StarClan had shared with them. Obviously, as a leader with nine lives, he believed in their ancestors, but that was it. He didn’t have faith in them, or an unwavering loyalty and devotion to them. They were a group of dead cats, after all.
Hence why he looked so nonplussed after Nettlenose had finished her recitation of the vision she had received. Even when Saplingskies supported what she believed the vision to mean, the ShadowClan leader looked completely unbothered. Once the medicine cats had finished conversing, he turned to Wolfstar with a ghost of a scowl on his lips. “If that was all, you two are welcome to leave then. Death is a natural occurrence, and even with a heavenly warning about possible impending doom, there isn’t much we can do until we know what the threat is. Thank you for the… Knowledge, I suppose,” he said the last part with disdain, as if he found this whole visit completely pointless. With that he nodded his head towards the entrance of his den, a silent message for the WindClanners to exit.February 8, 2020 at 10:00 pm #4998
Wolfstar stared at Hornetstar, his tail twitching with annoyance at how the younger leader seemed totally unbothered by Nettlenose’s omen. His eyes didn’t even flicker with a little bit of interest. Wolfstar instantly knew why. He doesn’t believe in StarClan. The WindClan leader knew the signs of someone who held no faith. His own son, Redstrike, didn’t believe their ancestors were real. However, it was rare that a leader didn’t believe in StarClan, and Wolfstar wondered if Hornetstar actually had the nine lives given to him. Could he truly be leader?
Wolfstar narrowed his eyes at Hornetstar before dipping his head to Saplingskies, who clearly understood the direness of the omen Nettlenose had received. “Thank you,” he meowed to Saplingskies. “And we will do the same.” He looked back at the ShadowClan leader and shrugged his shoulders. “Suit yourself,” he murmured. “We’ll be on our way. Thank you for your time.” He nodded his head at Nettlenose before leading the way out of Hornetstar’s den. Of course death was a natural occurrence. Wolfstar knew that more than most from the deaths of cats who were closest to him. But this omen was different…It’s not up to me to make Hornetstar believe it or do anything about it. I did my part. The WindClan leader brushed past the ShadowClan warrior’s and through the entrance out to the territory. He couldn’t wait to get out from underneath the eerie pine tree canopy
February 12, 2020 at 12:21 am #5097
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What felt good was the reassurance from Saplingskies that any omen or signs he would receive would be reported on, and that someone else who was in touch with StarClan could help keep an eye out. What felt awful was the complete passiveness of Hornetstar on the matter at hand. The tom looked as if he hadn’t believed a word Nettlenose had said, or at least he wasn’t bothered by it enough to where it had seemed like their trip was worthless. He just didn’t understand the terror of what she had experienced, of what was to come! Did she need to make things clearer?
Nettlenose found herself standing abruptly, one paw stepping towards ShadowClan’s leader as her emerald eyes widen. “Hornetstar…please.” The she-cat emphasized, her gentle tone remaining though her expression hardening, and perhaps a touch of desperation laced within. “Just…” She sighed and stepped back, dipping her head in a respectful manner before looking back to him with a smile. “I wish you and your clan the very best. Thank you for allowing us the chance to speak.” She gave Saplingskies a warm smile as well before she turned to her father and joined him upon exiting.
She felt unsatisfied with this visit, but said nothing of it. She didn’t want to cause some sort of mess for her father, and thus knew they had done all they could for the clan.March 10, 2020 at 5:30 pm #5383LionstormParticipant
Nightfang padded back into camp, a starling in his jaws. He blinked once when he saw the clan had visitors.
I thought I smelt swine Nightfang thought, sure that nothing worthwhile came from the visit. Nightfang was one that thought the clans shouldn’t have anything to do with each other. In his homeland, the head of two houses meeting was never a good idea. Due to his heritage, Nightfang felt nothing but disdain for the other clans, he saw them as vermin.
With his head held high, the snake like warrior walked to the entrance and refused to move out of the way for Wolfstar and company. This was his home, this intruder could make way for him.
If you’re going to intrude where you’re not wanted, you can at least do it with some humility, rodent. Nightfang thought, looking the visitors in the eye without blinking. He set his prey down and resumed eye contact
“ You’re in my way.” He said in his cold stoic voice
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