Duskstar was frantic, and it wasn't difficult for one to detect. She paced like a caged monster, back and forth, from one side of camp to the other. Hickorynose nervously sat outside of the warrior's den, the deputy cringing at the sight of his enraged leader. Something had happend, something terrible had happend. But he feared approaching her: Duskstar could lash out at any moment of angered or worried enough. And this wasn't her first time, no, she had acted just like this when she had returned from her Leader Ceremony with her twin. During their return, Dawnstar had lost her first life, shortly after they were jumped by a handful of loners.
"Duskstar, is there anything I can-" He had nervously spoken up, but Duskstar was already roaring at him. Her anger wasn't directed towards him or anyone in particular, her actions were out of pure worry for Dawnstar. "Stop standing around, you're my deputy, do your duty! Find her, find Dawnstar, send out the patrols!" She shouted with her fluffy fur spiked, her fur rolling near her shoulders as she took a strong step forward. Dawnstar was missing? Hickorynose blinked in surprise- hadn't Dawnstar left on a solo hunt last night? Had she...not returned?
"Y-Yes, Duskstar, I'll send a couple out immediately. Our best trackers, of course!" He couldn't blame her for worrying, this was a big deal. Dawnstar was known for being friendly towards loners and outsiders, perhaps she had merely spent the night at a friend's den? But the deputy could sense it- he knew it was more than that. Dawnstar was in deep trouble.
Silverstar 13:57, December 22, 2016 (UTC)
Bluemist sat stiffly outside the warriors den. "I can join a patrol," he offered, standing up and dashing across the camp and two giant steps. Meanwhile, Bramblefoot stared wide-eyed and frozen with fear next to the camp entrance.~Patchfeather~ 15:13, December 22, 2016 (UTC)
"Good, I'll go with you," the deputy quickly decided to include himself in the patrol, for he was greatly worried about Dawnstar, although he wasn't fretting as much as Duskstar. Although he hated to admit it, Hickorynose had acquired a liking towards Dawnstar, and not just the "friend" kind. And he hated it. His attraction towards his leader was secretly an embarrassment. "We'll gather a few other cats as well before we head out."Silverstar 16:28, December 22, 2016 (UTC)
Shrewcloud stood off to the side with Salmonstream. "Salmonstream and I can go, besides you'll need him if she's gravelly injured." The tabby warrior said to Hickorynose. I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 20:10, December 22, 2016 (UTC)
The deputy stiffened as the tabby mentioned Dawnstar being gravely injured, and he felt his jaws immediately tense. "Don't say things like that!" Hickorynose snapped quickly before turning swiftly on his heels and storming off. "And try to keep up."Silverstar 20:20, December 22, 2016 (UTC)
Salmonstream snorted. "She has nine lives, its life fot someone to be in be danger. Denying it won't help," the tabby medicine cat said. I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 20:48, December 22, 2016 (UTC)
Hickorynose let a low, warning growl rumble in his throat as the deputy pressed on, strides long and swift. He tasted the air as he moved along, catching a faint trace of the leader's scent. Dawnstar. She went this way last night.Silverstar 20:53, December 22, 2016 (UTC)
As they walked, Salmonstream spotted the occasional cobweb and coltsfoot and decided to grab them just in case. He followed the tabby deputy silently, his duty only to praying that Dawnstar's adventurous self was just fine. Shrewcloud had stayed back towards where Bluemist was. I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 20:58, December 22, 2016 (UTC)
Hickorynose quickened his pace as Dawnstar's scent grew stronger, now mingled with blood. His heart started to pound in his chest, and before long, he had broken into a run, finding the leader alongside the thunderpath, unconscious.Silverstar 21:02, December 22, 2016 (UTC)
Salmonstream caught the scent of blood and immediately raced forward to be beside the deputy. What'd she get herself into? The medicine cat thought. Shrewcloud flattened her ears as she walked. I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 21:08, December 22, 2016 (UTC)
"Dawnstar!" With a frightened shriek, the tabby deputy rushed forward, thankful that the fallen leader had landed off of the thunderpath, rather than on it. But how long had she been like this? Was she even alive any longer?Silverstar 21:09, December 22, 2016 (UTC)
Salmonstream pushed himself past Hickorynose pressing his ear to her mouth, thankfully hearing slight breathing noises. "She's alive," he told the deputy before checking for injuries. I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 21:12, December 22, 2016 (UTC)
The deputy began to grow frantic. Not only was he worried for Dawnstar's sake, but he feared how Duskstar may react. To see her sister practically dead? The leader would burst into flames.Silverstar 21:14, December 22, 2016 (UTC)
After attempting fix up her injuries, which seem to horrify the medicine, Salmonstream spoke. "Hickorynose help me carry her back to camp." The tabby and white tom lifted her front half onto his back. SHrewcloud came forward to help her brother. I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 21:20, December 22, 2016 (UTC)
Bluemist had stayed silent in the background when they found Dawnstar. He stepped forward to help carry her back to camp though. ~Patchfeather~ 00:55, December 23, 2016 (UTC)
The medicine cat stayed quiet on their way back to camp. He too was dreading Duskstar's reaction to this, to her littermate's dilemma in causing herself harm, well trouble's more like it. Shrewcloud dispersed the minute they got back to camp fearful of Duskstar's reaction. I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 05:55, December 23, 2016 (UTC)
Bluemist stuck by Salmonstream in case he needed any help. He seemed to be very calm despite most of the Clan was freaking out. ~Patchfeather~ 17:34, December 23, 2016 (UTC)
After Dawnstar was back at camp in Salmonstream's den and him, the deputy, and Dawnstar's rather angry sister were talking. The medicine cat's sister took that as her cue to leave. Turning to Bluemist with a big grin she spoke. "Say why don't you join me for a swim?" she asked.
Blazefire rested in the Warriors' den. She hadn't gone with the search party but rather had stayed in camp a bit aways from the enraged leader and watched her pace and mumble. I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 04:13, December 26, 2016 (UTC)
Bluemist nodded. He thought it was kind of weird someone wanted to swim with him... but whatever. He then led the way out of camp, looking thoughtful. ~Patchfeather~ 14:50, December 26, 2016 (UTC)
The tabby led the way out of camp, with an overly confident stride. She lashed her tail as she walked, not in a bad way. "So what's your story?" she asked. I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 17:40, December 26, 2016 (UTC)
"My story?" Bluemist echoed, looking confused. ~Patchfeather~ 21:21, December 26, 2016 (UTC)
"You don't get out much do you?" She heaved a light sigh. "Your history, background, whatever you wanna call it. Sadly my story isn't much but someday it will be." She said, inna very dreamy voice before she sobered. I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 08:20, December 27, 2016 (UTC)
"Oh," Bluemist said, looking awed, and he felt like smacking himself in the face because he was so dumb. "I bet your history is way more interesting than mine," he said. ~Patchfeather~ 16:55, December 27, 2016 (UTC)
Shrewcloud's snort was loud and filled with doubt. "I doubt that. If being the sister of that WinterClan wretch, Antstar is so great." The tabby said, shrugging. The tabby warrior then slipped into the clear water. I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 06:23, December 28, 2016 (UTC)
Bluemist followed Shrewcloud silently, tensing at the cold water. ~Patchfeather~ 15:41, December 28, 2016 (UTC)
"So what's your story?" She pressed on, despite her calm and mature demeanor she was very demanding of others. As well as quite nosy and bossy. I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 04:07, December 29, 2016 (UTC)
Bluemist tucked his head, just a little. He didn't like talking about his history that much. "I was born in this Clan, my father was nice and there when I needed him, but my mother was... uh... crazy," he said, stopping for a heartbeat. "I had three siblings, too. One day my mother left with the three of them, but I was left behind," he stated, with a blink. ~Patchfeather~ 05:01, December 29, 2016 (UTC)
"Oh that's depressing." The dark warrior said. Shrewcloud dove under water swimming towards a small wave before she popped up to ride along with the wave. I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 06:33, December 29, 2016 (UTC)
Bluemistt followed, avoiding the waves the best he could. "What about you? What's your story?" ~Patchfeather~ 14:03, December 29, 2016 (UTC)
Rather than pace and roar angrily at her Clanmates, Duskstar had retired into the Medicine Cat den, where the mournful she-cat protectively wrapped herself around her wounded sister. Dawnstar hadn't stirred since her return, and Hickorynose had taken charge of camp, understanding what his leader(s) were currently feeling.Silverstar 18:55, December 29, 2016 (UTC)
"Oh, sorry," Bluemist said, frowning. "I have memory loss sometimes..." ~Patchfeather~ 03:15, December 30, 2016 (UTC)
After waiting what felt like years, Duskstar finally stalked into the Medicine Cat den, curiously (and anxiously) peering into the nest of her fallen sister. "...Dawnstar?" She spoke quietly, likely in the softest voice she had ever spoken. Her heart skipped a beat as her twin stirred, her familiar eyes meeting the fretful gaze of the healthy leader. A weak purr rumbled in the injured feline's throat, and Duskstar quickly pushed her way forward, gently nuzzling the warm side of her littermate's face. "I was so worried...I-I thought I was going to lose you." she paused to take in a breath, finding her body quivering with rage...she lusted for vengeance, for justice. "What happened, who did this to you?"
Dawnstar could detect the rage that shook her sister's throat, and weakly touched her nose to her twin's jawline in a comforting manner. "It was more of a...series of events, so to speak." She drew in a breath, clearly growing weakened. "There was a dog...it got me...really did me bad, Duskstar. I feel into this gross pond, and then...I-I tried to flee...I practically blacked out, and then tried to get across...thunderpath. Lost a life... I-" Duskstar brushed her feathery tail across her sister's mouth.
"Save your energy, dear twin. I'll hunt that mutt down and kill it a hundred times over." A deep growl rumbled in the throat of Duskstar, and darkness filled her eyes. She was thirsty for the blood of that savage animal who had done her sister wrong.Silverstar 00:45, January 4, 2017 (UTC)
Salmonstream had been out of camp and now returned to see Dawnstar fuming. "Dawnstar, Duskstar." The tabby and white medicine cat greeted. Immediately checking, the injured feline's injuries. "You weren't too badly tore up, however, I was able to patch up most of the tears the animal caused." He said. "You still have a few patches of fur missing, mostly on yoyr back and haunch." He finished, re-patching up the leader. He turned to Duskstar with a slight smile.
"She'll be fine, but I suggest it should just be you at the Gathering." He told her. "She should be fine until we get back but just in case Shrewcloud will be keeping a very close eye on her. I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 02:20, January 5, 2017 (UTC)
Dawnstar made no comment, knowing that she wasn't completely well, she could feel it. Most of her wounds had healed, that was true, but she had a feeling that falling into a filthy pond after receiving deep wounds hadn't been a great move... "You best head out, Duskstar...stay safe..." Dawnstar finally murmured after catching her breath. Hesitantly, Duskstar left for the Gathering with her deputy and few clanmates.
A few days after the Gathering, Duskstar held an apprentice ceremony. To her disappointment, her twin was unable to be by her side. "Batkit, Sunkit, Daisykit, Skipperkit, and Beetlekit, you have reached the age of six moons, and it is time for you to be apprenticed. From this day on, until you receive your warrior name, you will be known as Batpaw, Sunpaw, Daisypaw, Skipperpaw, and Beetlepaw. Your mentors will be Bramblefoot, Hickorynose, Cloudtail, Pikeface, and Blazefire. I hope they will pass down all they know on to you."
Once she finished with her ceremony, Duskstar sulked into the Medicine Cat den to visit Dawnstar, and she felt her heart sink. The poor she-cat...Dawnstar wasn't getting better, no, she was now growing deathly ill.Silverstar 22:12, January 12, 2017 (UTC)
Once the ceremony had ended, the apprentices and their mentors quickly dispersed. Skipperpaw excited to start training immediately hounded Pikeface asking when they would first go out. Pikeface - however - just shrugged. "Probably tomorrow. Go ready your nest." He said. The tabby tom made his way into the nursery. He had been hearing talk that Crowfrost would be kitting tonight and that worried him.
Meanwhile, Salmonstream sat outside his den letting Duskstar inside to be with Dawnstar. He had done all he could and worried that they would lose Dawnstar. Shaking that off the gray and white tabby watched as his children were apprenticed. He hadn't told them about Ruby being their mother and none of his clanmates knew of Ruby having been his mate. I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 15:34, January 13, 2017 (UTC)
Bramblefoot greeted his apprentice then took him out to tour the territory. ---- Bluemist sat in some cold sunlight, shivering, then tried to groom, hoping it would help warm him. ~Patchfeather~ 15:45, January 13, 2017 (UTC)
"I just held a ceremony, Dawnstar..." Duskstar sat beside her fallen sister's body, quivering in grief at the sight of the ill molly. She looked as if she was starving, with her bones showing and fur scruffy, while her flank rose and fell at a very slow rate. Soon...she would be gone soon. Although Duskstar received no response, the sorrowful leader went on. "It was...it went well...would've been better if you were with me." The healthy leader closed her eyes with a heavy, depressed sigh, while Dawnstar slowly went limp beside her, losing yet another life.Silverstar 23:39, January 13, 2017 (UTC)
Shrewcloud finally stood ready to head back to camp after a nice swim. She shook out her soaked pelt to dry it some, but that didn't help. The dark tabby would go visit her brother, assuming she had missed a few ceremonies already. She made her way into camp looking around for her brother.
Salmonstream sat inside his den after his children were made apprentices. Skipperpaw had been so quiet, not like his two excited siblings. A deep fear was in the tom's stomach, he felt as though something would happen to them. Something he couldn't stop. I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 14:32, March 20, 2017 (UTC)
Raccoonpaw lurked by himself, keeping to the shadows to avoid the hisses and smirks of gossipers. As the son of Iceshadow, he was frowned upon by Dawnstar and Duskstar's close supporters. They said his father was nothing but pure evil, so surely, his father passed that same evil down to his son?Silverstar 19:51, March 29, 2017 (UTC)
The dark tabby warrior made her way into camp, bumping into a few older warriors. Once she was close to the den she greeted Bluemist. "Evening," she greeted the blue-gray tom. My name isLord Voldemort 13:15, March 30, 2017 (UTC)
"Evening," Bluemist returned the greeting quietly. He stiffly shook out his fur. "It's cold out today!" ---- Bramblefoot slipped out of camp to go hunting.~Patchfeather~ 13:40, March 30, 2017 (UTC)
The dark tabby shrugged. "Feels fine to me, I just got done swimming." She told the blue-gray warrior with a grin. She loved to swim and fish. My name isLord Voldemort 13:51, March 30, 2017 (UTC)
"Catch anything?" Bluemist asked, pricking his ears. Fishing sounded nice right now, but that would involve getting wet. Despite his Clan pretty much living in water, he never fancied it. He could bare it though. ~Patchfeather~ 14:32, March 30, 2017 (UTC)
Hickorynose cast the Medicine Cat den a mournful glance. Would Dawnstar be ok? As much as he hated to admit it, he found his heart beating for the pretty tabby, with her much more...gentle personality, when compared to her vicious sister.Silverstar 14:47, March 30, 2017 (UTC)
Salmonstream's litter sat chatting together, their father had been too busy to spend time with them lately. Despite the medicine cat being no kittens to medicine cats, Salmonstream was allowed due to having them before. The tabby and white tom was still sitting with Dawnstar. He understood her need to be adventurous, he had once been like that. Before Ruby's death at least. My name isLord Voldemort 15:56, March 30, 2017 (UTC)
Slowly, the towering chocolate smoke tom closed his eyes as he remained in the shadows. He could still remember it...that little furball, neatly tucked up against his dear mother, Salmonstar. His sister...but just like that, the kitten vanished after the death of her mother. What had happened? Raccoonpaw slowly sunk his claws into the muddy earth.Silverstar 16:01, March 30, 2017 (UTC)
Snailstorm sat inside the warriors den, only accompanied by his thoughts. He and his mother were close, but he had begun to grow curious about his father. Who was he? Where was he? Was he really dead? His mother held many secrets and he didn't know if his father's supposed death was one of them. The Snowshoe warrior gave a heavy sigh before lurched forward and out of the dark den. His gaze went to the molly, Oceanwave. She was chatting up quite the storm with the medicine cat. The young tom shook his head before making his way to the exit, he wanted so bad to know of his past but even he found out would he like it? My name isLord Voldemort 16:13, April 5, 2017 (UTC)
Midnightstorm groomed her pelt diligently, her sharp tongue roughly smoothing over the small clasps of her fur. Afterwards, she boredly padded towards the warriors den, her floe gaze filled with curiousity. You thought I was the nice one... you were wrong 22:23, April 5, 2017 (UTC)
The deputy ruffled his fur in a nervous manner, refusing to look into the Medicine Cat den. He couldn't bear the echo of mournfulness that rested deep within Duskstar's optics, despite how easily she attempted to cover it with a hardened and serious shell. He had been around her long enough to know what churned deep within. And most of all, he couldn't bear seeing Dawnstar in such a horrible state. To distract his mind, Hickorynose turned to Raccoonpaw, twitching his ears almost irritably. "Raccoonpaw, cut the lurking. We've work to do, go out on a hunting patrol."Silverstar 00:52, April 6, 2017 (UTC)