WindClan/Roleplay

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"I hope you didn't anger him too much," Olivestripe shot Alderflight a glare. Cypresstail watched his littermates start arguing about stupid stuff, then turned to Mudear. "Why are you here?" he asked, crossly. He and Mudear didn't get along too well. Mudear glared at him. "I didn't realize I was sitting next to your mangy pelt. Hopefully my fur doesn't start falling out," she snorted, whipping her tail, she turned and left, head and tail held high, toward the camp entrance. Cypresstail's gaze burned after her. What had he ever done to her that she wanted to wound him so much? ~Patchfeather~ 16:55, September 27, 2016 (UTC)
Bumblestrike sat, head bowed in front a fresh grave. It hadn't been long since his father had died. The pale warrior lifted his sad yellow gaze to meet a starry figure's blue ones. "Greetings, Bumblestrike." The figure said. The cat's blue pelt shining with thousands of tiny stars.
"Who're you?" He asked the starry cat. The cat dipped its head before speaking. "I am the first of the medicine cats, Blue-Eyes they called me." Bumblestrike felt his heart pounding. "Why are you here then? I'm assuming you've something for Mousestar?" Blue-Eyes laughed before speaking. "No it is a prophecy to make you better or to make you worse." He said. "Only Fire and Ice may save the Clans." The cat said before winking and disappearing. I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 16:36, October 30, 2016 (UTC)
Alderflight decided to keep being an annoying grump, so Olivestripe gave up and went hunting. Sometimes she wanted to *strangle*him. ~Patchfeather~ 01:28, October 31, 2016 (UTC)
Bumblestrike lifted his sad gaze to the now empty grave. *What did he mean?* Now the tom would spend forever trying to figure this out. The pale tom sighed before heading back to camp. Meanwhile, Mousestar supposed that she'd name her deputy. her old age was getting to her, maybe she should step down and retire? I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 01:38, October 31, 2016 (UTC)
Olivestripe, after hunting for a few hours, caught a sparrow. Not great, but it was better then nothing. She headed back to camp, slightly ashamed of herself. 01:43, October 31, 2016 (UTC)
As Bumblestrike was arriving in camp, the pale tom bumped into Olivestripe in which he just muttered a sorry. Mousestar being to old and fragile called a meeting sitting at Highrock. The old she-cat dipped her blind eyes. "It has been nearly a moon old since I have chosen my deputy and I a happy to say I have finally chosen." She paused to let out a series of coughs. "I say this." another cough. "In front of StarClan and my last deputy - er whatever her name was. My new choice as deputy is Whitewater." The elderly cat shook her head growing confused and frustrated that she had started to forget things. I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 01:54, October 31, 2016 (UTC)
Olivestirpe murmured her own sorry to the new warrior, then quickly dropped her pitiful prey on the fresh-kill pile and cheered Whitewater's name. She approved of the new deputy very much. Alderflight meanwhile kind of just slurred Whitewater's name then gave up and curled up for a nap. ~Patchfeather~ 02:00, October 31, 2016 (UTC)
Whitewater listened to her Clanmates cheer her name. *Her deputy? That was siq!* The white molly looked around with her blue eyes, well the good one anyway. She watched the activity; patrols had already been issued earlier that day by Mousestar and Cypresstail so the molly decided she'd take a walk. Alone or with someone? I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 02:03, October 31, 2016 (UTC)
Cypresstail tagged along with the new deputy, silently watching the ground as he walked. Mudear was on his mind. Why did she hate him? Really? What had he ever done to her?
Meanwhile, Mudear paced around outside of camp, alone. Stupid Cypresstail on her mind. ~Patchfeather~ 02:20, October 31, 2016 (UTC)
Whitewater made her way across the moor with the warrior. Her blue eyes ahead of her. It was then she heard it the familiar baying of dogs. She flattened herself to the ground. It wasn't until she realized it was hunting season. The deputy glanced farther ahead to see none other than Mousestar making her wa across the moor. "Oh StarClan!" She exclaimed. I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 02:31, October 31, 2016 (UTC)
Cypresstail followed Whitewater's gaze to see Mousestar. "We have to help her!" ~Patchfeather~
Whitewater leapt forward, claws digging into the dirt before ripping it apart, deep down she knew she and Cypresstail would be too late. The old tabby leader would be long dead before they reached her and right as Whitewater reached the hill that lead down to Mousestar the dogs were on her. She fought, the old cat fought very well. It wasn't enough. Mousestar didn't make a sound as the last of her three lives were taken. Whitewater stared in horror. Mousestar was dead. I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 03:46, October 31, 2016 (UTC)
Cypresstail had followed Whitewater, and had watched the horrible scene. "She's dead...?" he seemed to be stating, yet asking at the same time. How could Mousestar be dead? ~Patchfeather~ 13:01, October 31, 2016 (UTC)
"She was too old to fight," the white warrior answered his unsaid question. "She's with StarClan now," Whitewater turned to Cypresstail. "Can you help me with her body?" She asked hefting the old and oddly heavy molly onto her shoulders. I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 14:04, October 31, 2016 (UTC)
Cypresstail nodded, grimly, then helped her carry the deceased she-cats body. ~Patchfeather~ 16:33, October 31, 2016 (UTC)
Whitewater slowly made her way into camp with the help of Cypresstail, both cats carrying Mousestar's body. Whispers immediately flared up and the white molly knew someone was going to ask. Bumblestrike was the one. "What happened?!" He exclaimed eyes wide. I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 16:35, October 31, 2016 (UTC)
For the first time, Alderflight seemed to be really concerned about what happened and joined the crowd of cats. Olivestrpie stared in surprise at the leader. She was dead? "Dogs got her," Cypresstail reported. ~Patchfeather~ 16:37, October 31, 2016 (UTC)
Whitewater was silent during all this as she sat the body down for the medicine cat. I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 16:39, October 31, 2016 (UTC)
Cypresstail payed his respects to Mousestar, then went to rest outside the warriors den. Mudear had come into camp, shocked to descover her leader dead. ~Patchfeather~ 16:46, October 31, 2016 (UTC)
It was now almost dusk, Whitewater had left hours ago and was now returning with the new name Whitestar and her nine lives. The white leader slowly pushed her way into camp before heading to Meadowleaf's den with her following. There was much to discuss. "I must name my deputy soon," the white cat said.
"Do it now, lest you forget for grief." The medicine cat murmured before disappearing into her den. Whitestar exited the den and headed to Highrock. The WindClan leader crouched before gracefully and tiredly leaping onto it.
"It is with great sorrow that this has happened but Mousestar now is in StarClan and is safe with our ancestors," she called through to the Clan. Bumblestrike sat outside the Warriors' den beside Olivestripe, odd. His pale ears flicking towards his new leader. "It is the code to name the deputy before sunhigh, and that is what I must do. I say these words before StarClan in hopes that they approve. The deputy of WindClan will be Cypresstail. For I trust him with my life." She called before growing silent. Bumblestrike's yellow gaze widened. *Good choice.* I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 19:27, October 31, 2016 (UTC)
Cypresstail dipped his head, surprised. "I accept," he murmured. He wasn't a very young warrior - but not a senior one. Usually they were chosen as deputy, at least that's what he had thought. This was such an honor! He had already sorted out patrols eariler, so there wasn't much to do right now.
The Clan cheered the new deputy's name. Mudear, surprisingly joined in. Olivestripe didn't cheer her brothers name, but instead purred with pleasure and pride. Her brother would be a wonderful deputy! If only their mother and father could see him now. ~Patchfeather~ 20:11, October 31, 2016 (UTC)
Whitestar headed into her new den, Mousestar's former. The white molly went to cleaning everything that Mousestar had, had in there. The blue-eyed, partial blind leader dipped her head as a shadow blocked her entrance. "Who is it?" She asked without turning around.
"Its Bumblestrike." The pale warrior called. "I ran into two loners the other day. They're wanting to join." He said. Whitestar turned around.
"They'll need to prove themselves because I'm not just letting anyone wander into this Clan." She said sternly. Bumblestrike nodded. "I'd like to meet them tomorrow at sunhigh." She said. Bumblestrike nodded and left. I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 20:53, October 31, 2016 (UTC)
Mudear had been thinking while she had been outside of camp. She shouldn't be angry at Cypresstail, it was her fault, really. Yes she'd always be upset that her parents wouldn't approve... but... she didn't care anymore. She didn't like him for his rank, nothing like that, but for his spirit and heart, and he *was*handsome, she had to admit. ~Patchfeather~ 21:39, October 31, 2016 (UTC)
"Alright, now if you'll excuse me I'd like to go hunting with my deputy." The molly said. She also intended on getting some new nesting material.
Bumblestrike watched the leader leave. She had this sort of eery glow about her. He didn't like her or anything like a future mate it love interest. StarClan, no! More like a respected mentor. I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 22:18, October 31, 2016 (UTC)
Mudear began to walk toward Cypresstail. She wanted to tell him how sorry she was... about everything... ~Patchfeather~ 22:32, October 31, 2016 (UTC)
Whitestar made it to Cypresstail, however unknowing of Mudear's intent. "Would you like to join me? I need to gather some bedding and hunt." She asked.
Bumblestrike watched before looking out over the camp. *He had felt some stirrings of some feelings for Olivestripe, however being his awkward self had pushed it apart. I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 22:35, October 31, 2016 (UTC)*
Cypresstail nodded. "Okay," he mewed, getting to his paws and giving his pelt a shake. Mudear stopped when Whitestar had beat her to Cypresstail. Maybe she could join them?
Olivestripe glared at her brother, Alderflight, as he, once again, selpt. She narrowed her eyes. He was growing quite plump... He needed to do some stuff, *work*stuff. ~Patchfeather~ 22:40, October 31, 2016 (UTC)
Whitestar smiled before leading the way out of camp. she knew of a small meadow just across the moor near where Mousestar had died where she could find some beautiful green moss and feathers. "I hope you know I meant well when I choose you as deputy." She commented softly.
Bumblestrike headed towards the warrior den. His yellow gaze dull and tired. He needed a nap or at least an attempted nap. His father still haunted his dreams and hopefully someday he could get past that and start some future of his own. I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 03:35, November 1, 2016 (UTC)
Cypresstail nodded. "I know. I'm honored you chose me... but *why*me?" ~Patchfeather~ 14:57, November 1, 2016 (UTC)
Whitestar looked forward as they now arrived at the White Moor, where Mousestar had died. "Your loyal and now how to take action." She told him.
Bumblestrike lifted his yellow gaze to watch Olivestripe. The pale warrior letting out a slow yawn. I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 17:20, November 1, 2016 (UTC)
Cypresstail dipped his head. "Thank you, Whitestar," he murmured, feeling happy about the praise. Meanwhile, Olivestripe lifted her gaze of of her dumb brother and met Bumblestrike's. She gave him a smile and blinked. She has had a crush on him for a long time. He wasn't anything like any other cats... which in her opinion, was great and relieving. ~Patchfeather~ 23:04, November 1, 2016 (UTC)
Whitestar blinked her clear blue eyes. "Hm..your welcome," she replied scenting the air They were near.
Bumblestrike turned when Olivestripe smiled at him. Him?! Was he that pretty? Wait toms weren't pretty they were handsome. I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 01:49, November 2, 2016 (UTC)
Cypresstail followed his leader. His pelt prickled. He felt uncomfortable being at the area where Mousestar had died. Olivestripe snapped her gaze away from Bumblestrike when Alderflight suddenly got to his paws. "I'm going to go hunting," he yawned. Olivestripe twitched her whiskers. Him? *Hunting?*~Patchfeather~ 19:59, November 2, 2016 (UTC)
Whitestar and Cypresstail finally reached the small cave in which the moss, feathers, and pebbles were. The white leader dipped her head before heading inside, little did she know there was an adder waiting to strike. She heard the rattle of his tail before anything. Doing her best to avoid the already attacking snake she leapt over it. Not soon enough. She felt the fangs sink into her paw and she thumped to the ground rather aggressively with a groan. The snake hissed before slithering off.
Bumblestrike curled up watching as Alderflight left. I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 07:12, November 5, 2016 (UTC)
Cypresstail let out a gasp and tried to grabbed the snake, but it was too late. "Whitestar!" he hovered over her. Olivestripe watched her plump brother leave the den. She wrinkled her nose as he left. ~Patchfeather~ 00:02, November 8, 2016 (UTC)
Whitestar flailed briefly before she grew still from the venom, of which paralyzed her whole body. The white molly's body grew still as she struggled to breath. Her eyes were now glazed over and her breathing still. She watched as her first life detached itself from her body and slowly walked to a silver tortoiseshell. It was Morningcloud. Her eyes were sad, it was only Whitestar's first day and she'd already lost a life. I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 17:08, November 9, 2016 (UTC)
Cypresstail stared down at his leader. She was losing a life! Already? ~Patchfeather~ 21:03, November 11, 2016 (UTC)
The fogginess of losing a life brough the white leader to. She stirred giving a groan before her eyes finally opened and she was met with another cat in her face. "Cypresstail," the white molly said looking away. "I lost a life.." she trailed.
Bumblestrike made his way out of camp, he figured he'd go scoping along the moor for a few rabbits to hunt. I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 14:44, March 20, 2017 (UTC)
The pounding of Cypresstail's heart slowed slightly and he stared at Whitestar. "I see... are you... okay now? Should you see the medicine cat?" ~Patchfeather~ 00:10, March 21, 2017 (UTC)
"No, no. I'm fine, we should head back." The tired molly said, head hanging slightly, the loss of a life had her exhausted and she hadn't even heard the warning that snakes usually gave. I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 14:47, April 13, 2017 (UTC)