StormClan/Roleplay

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The StormClan camp was silent, the few warriors that were left from the recent battle with TideClan were tending to the dens or their own wounds. Duskfern sat with Specklecloud, the Clan's medicine cat. Both were discussing the condition of Miststar, the old leader was nearing her end, her last life would soon be gone and she would walk with StarClan. "Isn't there something we could do?" The young deputy questioned.
Specklecloud moved to swish her speckle bicolor tail over the sand, she could hear the waves crashing over the sand. "I'm afraid not, Duskfern. Miststar will die before the sun rises, she hasn't the strength to fight this. If it spreads, StormClan will surely die out." The medicine cat spoke softly. The shocked voice of a younger cat, the only apprentice they had.
"Duskfern! Specklecloud! Miststar, she--she's gone." The small golden tabby she-cat stated. Her chest heaved as she stood there, eyes wide. — MinkclawNever stop believing. 00:04, December 4, 2018 (UTC)
"Now now, there's no need to be sad. Miststar rests in StarClan now, with our fallen clanmates" Cloudtuft reassured them. — **Atomic** **Echo** **(**  00:20, 12/04/2018 **)**
Duskfern moved to face Goldenpaw and Cloudtuft. "Specklecloud and I will ready to go to the Moonpool." The tabby-and-white deputy stated. "Cloudtuft, you'll be in charge until I return, make sure Miststar is at the center of camp so we may sit vigil for our fallen leader." The she-cat stated before she turned to Specklecloud with a nod.
Specklecloud already had the bundle of herbs in her jaws as Duskfern led the way from camp. The young deputy radiated uncertainty, she was uncertain that *she* could even be the leader her Clan needed. She was left with these thoughts as both her and Specklecloud disappeared from sight through the camp exit. — MinkclawNever stop believing. 00:37, December 4, 2018 (UTC)
Once Duskfern left, Cloudtuft attempted to organise everyone. "Bristlefur, you take two other warriors, and go on a night patrol. Try catch some prey while you're at it." Cloudtuft meowed. "Yeah yeah," Bristlefur grumbled, wanting to lay in her den. Cloudtuft looked up at the beautiful starry sky, troubled, and wondered how Duskfern's leadership ceremony was going. — **Atomic** **Echo** **(**  08:31, 12/05/2018 **)**
Goldenpaw sat outsude the Apprentices' den. There was absolutely *no* way she was sleeping yet. Well not for another half hour at least. Maybe she could see how the queens were doing. She knew Daisythorn was a grumpy cat, maybe it had to do with the fact that Crowpelt barely seemed to stay in camp to sit with her and the kits. The golden tabby apprentice lurched to her paws, trotting towards the Nursery. She could see Daisythorn just inside with her kittens. They were near four moons old now, almost old enough to be apprenticed! *Maybe Duskfern will make me a warrior soon after all I'm on of the best hunters in the Clan, well after some of the better warriors that was.* — MinkclawNever stop believing. 10:16, December 5, 2018 (UTC)
Swallowpaw groaned with boredom, and lumbered into the Apprentices' den, glimpsing Goldenpaw glancing at Daisythorn's kits. She wondered what was happening, probably like every other cat in the clan, how Duskfern's leadership ceremony was. Swallowpaw laid down in her soft mossy nest, and tried to sleep. She lay awake for a while, thinking, and hoping, for warriorship. — **Atomic** **Echo** **(**  01:05, 12/06/2018 **)**
Goldenpaw entered the den, a nod to the cranky queen. "Where's Crowpelt?" The queen questioned, her voice sharp. She was irritated and it showed. Her tail tip twitched as anger flared in her eyes. "These are his kits too! I can't stay in the Nursery all day!"
Goldenpaw raised her tail. "Calm down, Daisythorn, I'll watch them so you can take a break." She said. — MinkclawNever stop believing. 07:24, December 6, 2018 (UTC)
Swallowpaw could see some fuss going on in the nursery and made her way over. "I'll be happy to watch the kits too!" Swallowpaw offered, and saw Daisythorn shoot a grateful look her way. "Great. In the meantime, I'll be sorting out the hunting patrols," Cloudtuft, who had been watching the scene, meowed softly, making her way over to the other StormClan warriors. I'm sure that Duskfern and Specklecloud will be back soon, too. — **Atomic** **Echo** **(**  07:58, 12/06/2018 **)**
Dusk*fern* -- no Duskstar stood now. She was cold, shivering from laying in the shallow water for so long. She moved to make her way to.the exit, nodding to Specklecloud. "We should head back to camp. I have a deputy to name," The tabby-and-white leader stated. Her blue gaze on the flecked bicolor she-cat. Specklecloud nodded her agreement, remainint silent.
It seemed as though the medicine cat looked exhausted. Duskstar only assumed she'd been keeping watch the whole time. However, Specklecloud hadn't been keeping watch. In fact, she had gone a good quarter mile away to meet with a breeder Kittypet, by the name of Lannister. The Kittypet was handsome, he'd grown fascinated by the Clans traditions when Specklecloud had spoken of them.
Goldenpaw smiled at the apprentice, she was polite. She was always polite, after all she wouldn't get anywhere carrying an attitude like the queen before her, well more like the queen stomping away most likely in pursuit of her dark mate. — MinkclawNever stop believing. 08:06, December 6, 2018 (UTC)
"I hope that my mate won't be like that if I have kits," Swallowpaw solemnly confided to Goldenpaw. She sympathetically gazed at Daisythorn, and then tore her glance away and focused it on her kits. She remembered the fun she had, when she played with the other kits in the nursery. — **Atomic** **Echo** **(**  08:21, 12/06/2018 **)**
Goldenpaw shrugged. "They love each other, Crowpelt is just really focused on being a good warrior." The golden tabby said. "We don't know why he never really visits but I wouldn't be one to judge from the outside." She sat down, licking her left forepaw.
Duskstar lifted her gaze, it had been nearly four hours. She'd been in that ceremony for a long time. The brown-and-white molly moved towards the camo entrance, she could now see it dimly lit up as the moonlight hit it. Specklecloud blinked as she dipped her head. "They wait for you, Duskstar. You must name a deputy, angering StarClan would not be... wise." — MinkclawNever stop believing. 08:28, December 6, 2018 (UTC)
"I didn't really consider that. I just hope my mate will pay a little attention to our kits. Although, practically anyone could understand wanting to be a great warrior." Swallowpaw replied, staring off into space. "Oh look, I think that the kits are falling asleep! They look so cute."
Cloudtuft was staring at the beach, when two wandering cats caught her eyes. *It's Duskfern and Specklecloud!* "Duskfern-Dusk*star* and Specklecloud have arrived!" Cloudtuft yowled. — **Atomic** **Echo** **(**  08:47, 12/06/2018 **)**
Eclipsekit snickered, the black kitten was a pawful of trouble. His eyes were closed but he'd managed to sneak out of camp several times although Cloudtuft or his father usually caught him. He just wanted to explore. What was so bad about that?
Goldenpaw looked up at her mentor's yowl. Her tabby ears flicking forward as she did.
Duskstar slipped into camp, her blue eyes landing on Miststar's body. The new leader's pelt brustles nervously as the eyes of her Clanmates scorched her pelt. "Cloudtuft," The tabby-and-white she-cat dipped her head. — MinkclawNever stop believing. 08:51, December 6, 2018 (UTC)
"Welcome back, Duskstar, Specklecloud," the lithe white she-cat replied, dipping her head in return.
"Goldenpaw, have you seen Eclipsekit anywhere? I can't see him anywhere. Ebonykit, where is Eclipsekit?" the small brown apprentice mewed fearfully. *Oh no! We were supposed to be watching them! I hope nothing happens to Eclipsekit.* Swallowpaw attempted to push her anxiety away and looked under Eclipsekit's nest. — **Atomic** **Echo** **(**  08:57, 12/06/2018 **)**
Eclipsekit almost made it to the camp entrance before he was picked up by the scruff. It was his father and mother just behind him. "What did I tell you about leaving camp?"
Goldenpaw signaled to where Crowpelt stood with Daisythorn. He had been trying to sneak out of camp. Again.
Duskstar nodded to that, she was sure that her nervouseness was noticeable but she couldn't worry of that. She needed to name a deputy. She moved to the small boulder that served as the leader's announcement rock. She leapt up, muscles bunching before they released like a spring. "I say these words before the body of our fallen leader and before StarClan so the spirits of our warrior ancestorsay hear and approve of my choice. The new deputy of StormClan will be Cloudtuft!" — MinkclawNever stop believing. 09:22, December 6, 2018 (UTC)
*Me? I didn't expect* me *of all cats.* "Thank you, Duskstar. I accept this position." Cloudtuft stepped beside Duskstar. *I'll try and be the best deputy I can be!* — **Atomic** **Echo** **(**  09:31, 12/06/2018 **)**
Duskstar nodded her head, the blue optics watching Cloudtuft before she left down. Her tail lifting about halfway as several cats came up to her to give their... apologies for Miststar. — MinkclawNever stop believing. 23:31, December 6, 2018 (UTC)
The next day, Cloudtuft started to sort patrols. Finshine, take Swallowpaw and Crowpelt on a border patrol. I'll take Goldenpaw hunting." Cloudtuft confidently meowed.
"I wonder how being deputy feels," Finshine whispered to Crowpelt. I imagine it must be a bit stressful sometimes, having to organise everyone. But Cloudtuft is already doing great,".
"Oh honestly, I would have personally picked someone else. Cloudtuft is nice and all, but she's not exactly fit to be deputy in my eyes." Bristlefur whispered, overhearing the conversation.
"You're just jealous!" Finshine furiously replied, shocked that someone would say such a thing. — **Atomic** **Echo** **(**  23:53, 12/06/2018 **)**
Crowpelt rolled his eyes. "Would you two quit squabbling like kits!" The black warrior hissed. "You can't change Duskstar's decision. If she trusts Cloudtuft then we should respect our leader's decision. After all, kits aren't fit to lead the Clan." He said before he moved towards the exit. — MinkclawNever stop believing. 06:34, December 7, 2018 (UTC)