Fernstar's ears pricked at the sound of her name from the returning patrol, and she was suddenly perplexed at the scent of a strange cat as well. Glancing quickly at Blackpelt, she said sternly and quietly under her breath, "We'll talk more about this later. I want to know everything and every CAT you saw. It is VERY important that you remember. Return to your den; we'll be leaving soon. Jumping down from her den, she padded across the camp in darkness until she reached the center of camp where Brambletail, Spidernose and Redleap were standing, a strange skinny tom in tow. Cautiously, she circled the tom, sizing him up. Clearly he wasn't much of a threat. . . His pelt was matted and unkempt, he looked like he hadn't eaten in a moon and it was obvious that he was anxious. "Did you find him on our territory?" Fernstar asked as she faced her warriors. Honestly, she was surprised this skinny tom had even made it this far into the dense forest without freezing to death or getting picked off by something. He must have come from somewhere close by surely?

Her paws itched underneath her with desire to begin her journey to the Moonpool and a patrol bringing a strange cat back to camp was not something she wanted to worry about while she was gone from camp. To keep her Clan safe, she needed to get to the Moonpool and receive her nine lives from StarClan. She could protect them from anything then. . .

Moosepaw flinched several times at the blows Duskwing was able to rain down on him. She may not look it but she had muscle behind her blows. Taking the opportunity Moosepaw launched both of his hind legs into Duskwing's stomach and began to repeatedly land 6 blows into her soft underbelly. Using those same blows Moosepaw launched himself out from underneath her making sure to protect his underbelly.... Moosepaw got back to his feet and began to move and circle around Duskwing trying his best to not sit still. Speed was his friend here and as long as he kept moving then he should be able to keep Duskwing from doing that again.

I need to topple Duskwing over, lets try and get on her back. Moosepaw did his best to keep to Duskwing's backside and once he was slightly to her side he pounced. Landing on the top of Duskwing's back Moosepaw used all his strength to topple her over. Once knocked over Moosepaw went for the throat and hit it's underside with his sheathed paws several times.

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Interacting with: @Ambra

Fernstar waved her tail telling her warriors to disperse and sat down in front of the small tom, dipping her head to examine the piece of fabric around his neck. She remembered seeing similar pieces of fabric around the necks of cats that explored the forest from the Twoleg village, and she had always wondered how they had gotten used to something wrapped around their necks all the time. But, given that he had come all the way out here, she assumed he was looking for a different life; one in which he wasn't a kittypet. Raising her head, she addressed the tom with a firm but calm voice. "What's your name kittypet? Who told you about WillowClan? How did you find us?" In waiting for his response, she glanced around the camp and it struck her that she hadn't seen Maplestream for most of the evening. Where would she go this late? It's not like her to disappear without letting any cat know where she was going. Worry struck her.

Suddenly her worry about her friend overrode her curiosity about the small kittypet. Fixing him with a stern gaze, she stood. "Don't move. Jumping onto the Highstump Fernstar yowled, "Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath the Highstump!" As the cats quickly turned in her direction and began padding towards the center of camp, she spoke, a tinge of anxiety lingering in her voice. "Maplestream has not been in camp most of the night and we all know it is not like her to disappear without telling any cat where she was going. I would like 3 cats to form a patrol and try to locate her. She might have just wandered further from camp than she realized and I may be worrying about nothing; but in this kind of weather, any cat could easily get lost and freeze if they aren't careful. Which cats are going?" As she raked her gaze over her Warriors waiting for some cat to speak up, she glanced over at the kittypet, who had stayed where she ordered him to, but was gazing at Fernstar with a gaze that hinted towards confusion, but she could tell curiosity was there too.

Sunfur quickly stood and padded towards the Highstump. To be truthful, he hadn't noticed that Maplestream had been gone until Fernstar had brought it up. He had just assumed she was out on a patrol, or resting in the Warrior's den. I should be more watchful over my Clanmates. They deserve protection. . . He raised his voice so Fernstar could hear and volunteered to lead the patrol to look for Maplestream. Waiting for other cats to volunteer, he glanced over at the small kittypet tom sitting near the entrance to the camp and wondered where he could have come from. Part of him admired the cat for trekking all the way though the dense and dangerous forest in this harsh leafbare to find the Clan; it was impressive. But the more suspicious part of him wondered why he had come in the first place? It was clear he was a kittypet; so why would he leave the comfort of his Twoleg den and pellet food for the harsh and dangerous life of a Clan cat? That is assuming that was his goal anyway. The forest was getting dark, and the sun had completely set over the tops of the sharp pine trees. Would Fernstar leave to begin her journey to the Moonpool with one of her Clanmates missing?

The black tom placed every paw carefully on the snowy ground in front of him, careful as to not break any twigs under the snow. The patrol's scents might be disguised but any cat nearby would hear them if they made noise unintentionally. He raised his tail for his followers to stop as he heard a she-cat's voice; even louder now than it had been beneath the large cedar tree. She was addressing the Clan meowing about a warrior being missing. She must be their leader. We will need to find out who this she-cat is first and foremost he thought carefully. Crouching down as low as he could, he could see through a gap in the rough grass that there was also a scraggly black kittypet sitting near the entrance to their camp, looking tense. His pelt stood on end with anger. Taking in kittypets. Where have I seen THIS before? Turning to address his patrol, who were crouched behind him, he hissed quietly, "Explore their territory. If they're a real Clan they will have scent markers. I want to know where their borders are and where they hunt. Do NOT steal their prey! Do not give them any reason to believe we are trying to take their prey or their land. The black tom's eyes glinted with excitement and he sneered at his patrol mates. "We are helpless kittypets with no home remember? And don't be afraid to scrape yourself up a little while you're at it" As the white she-cat and brown tom turned and slunk in different directions, he made his way around the east wall of the camp, keeping enough distance so it would be hard to hear him. He needed as much information as possible before he could speak a word to these imposter Clan cats. . .

Duskwing felt her breath get knocked out of her as Moosepaw slammed into her side. He had some weight to him that was for sure. She brought her paws up to defend against his blows to her throat and underbelly. She used all four of her paws to slam into him; pushing him away enough that she could roll onto her feet and get into a defensive position. She panted slightly as she shook the dirt out of her fur. Both of them were getting tired and the sun was beginning to get low. She didn't want them walking back to camp in complete darkness. "Let's head back. I think that's enough for today." She gave him a rare, warm smile, "I think you're more than ready for your warrior name."

Stormheart looked up as the strange new cat entered camp. He was scrawny and definitely didn't seem like he was from the area. The only reason he should be here is if he wanted to join the clan. They could use more paws to help out, but they also didn't really have prey to spare this leafbare. He shrugged. Ultimately it was up to Fernstar if he would join or not, and he was in the process of talking to him so. He followed Fernstar with his eyes as she leapt up onto the stump and made his way over to listen to what she was saying.

He frowned. Maplestream had been with them when they had fought the fox. Did she not come back after that? He could've sworn she was following them, but then again, maybe not. He couldn't really remember. "I'll go as well." He called out; standing to join Redleap and Sunfur in the patrol. He liked Maplestream and he certainly didn't want anything bad to happen to her.

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interacting with: @Ambra's Wolf, @savannahssu's Fernstar
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Flinching against the cold, damp wind Maplestream pushed her body as flat as she could against the layer of thin snow as the large rapid roared beneath her in the gorge only a few tail lengths away. She tried not to think about the steep, dangerous drop down into the rushing, violent rapid she knew would swallow any cat who was unfortunate enough to fall in. None of us are good enough at swimming to survive that. . . She had been trekking through WillowClan territory for most of the day and was sure she was pretty far from camp because she couldn't smell her Clanmates scents or their borders anymore.

While she had been exploring their territory, she was surprised at what she had discovered. Despite the land around the camp being easy to navigate and somewhat predictable, the territory got more complicated, random and dangerous the further she went. Fallen frozen trees, sharp rocks, and of course the freezing, rushing rapids that connected at different points among the gorges. She had to admit she had no idea where in particular she was going, nor where the Moonpool was. But when thinking about it, she supposed her goal wasn't actually to find the Moonpool itself. She just needed to know the territory well enough to be able to report back to Fernstar before she left the camp at dawn exactly what to expect outside the Clan's borders. She cared about her friend so much and would never be able to forgive herself if something happened that she could have prevented. She had been traveling in what was mostly a straight line for a while now so she finally decided to head in a different direction to gauge another part of the territory.

As she padded in a westward direction, she felt her stomach growl and realized that she hadn't eaten anything since she left camp and knew she had to stop to hunt. Opening her jaws to taste the air, she picked up the scent of mouse and quietly followed the smell until it led her to the roots of a large pine tree where the ground was sheltered from the layers of snow. As she crouched beside one of the larger roots, another smell hit her muzzle. She was sure it was another cat, but not one she recognized. It smelled foreign almost. Like whoever left it wasn't from this area. Her curiosity peaking, she began circling the tree and scenting the nearby clumps of bracken. She tilted her head in confusion as another two scents, very similar to the first but slightly unique in turn entered her jaws. Three cats? I've never seen any cat that wasn't a WillowClan warrior anywhere in this forest before. And their scents are so intermingled it's almost certain they came together. Forgetting about the mouse she was stalking, she padded slightly to the right following the scent which lead through some denser, tough grass to a damp patch of mud and dead leaves. Maplestream stopped in her tracks and looked at the ground with apprehension as she suddenly realized what she was seeing. The leaves had been trampled and the damp dirt disturbed in multiple places. Their scent trail disappeared. Whichever cats had been here knew that rolling in wet leaves and dirt would mask their scent, and they didn't want anyone knowing they were here.

A small black and orange tortoiseshell she-cat slipped out of the nursery, feeling unsure. Fernstar had said all cats old enough to catch their own prey, and while she wasn't officially an Apprentice yet, Honeykit was the requisite 6 moons of age... Maybe this is it. Maybe I'll be named an Apprentice and begin my Warrior training. Maybe I'll finally start to belong. Honeykit trotted forward, glancing around at the other cats assembling before Fernstar, feeling small and out of place. She heard Fernstar and Sunfur discussing a patrol for Maplestream, and worry seeped into her. She didn't know Maplestream, she didn't really know anyone except for Blackpelt who checked on her and made sure she was fed, and Fernstar, but she still felt deep concern at the Warrior's absence. If a strong, brave Warrior like Maplestream can go missing...what's to keep a silly little kit like me safe? The anxious thoughts crept at Honeykit's mind, fighting to gain the center of her focus and attention.

Suddenly, the young she-cat straightened her head up, sticking her tail high in the air, forcing an air of nonchalance and courage even though she felt nothing like it. She belonged to WillowClan. The best Clan in the world! She was not going to let silly fearful thoughts get to her. She had no recollection of her life before the past moon -- all she knew was loneliness in the Nursery as she recovered, the only one currently staying there, and hazy vague memories of her life before she was found by Fernstar. I am going to make Fernstar proud. I am going to make WillowClan proud. Honeykit settled herself at the edge of the clearing, towards the center of camp, in full view of the Highstump but not immediately in the way. She curled her tail around her dainty paws and fixed her gaze on Fernstar, ears twitching, bright green eyes glittering with excitement, anticipation, and nerves.

Interacting with: @Hazelrah@The Elvenqueen@PrankFox

Fernstar tried to relax her muscles as she considered Spidernose's insight. Perhaps she was right. With the Clan's medicine cat and leader leaving camp and Maplestream missing, the Clan was going to need all the protection they could get. Maplestream was a valued member of the Clan yes, but she is also a very talented and strong Warrior who could for the most part look after herself. Fernstar would of course keep her eyes and ears peeled for her best friend while she journeyed to the Moonpool. "You're right Spidernose. Two warriors is enough to conduct a small search I suppose. And with myself and Blackpelt being gone, the Clan needs most of its warriors here in camp." Fernstar turned her attention to Stormheart and Sunfur who would be going to look for Maplestream. "Stormheart? Sunfur? I would like you to leave camp at dawn and travel in the same direction as Blackpelt and I as we make our way towards the rapids on the northeast side of our territory. If either of you catches her scent along the way, we will split off and Blackpelt and I will continue on our own way. Do not come back to camp until sunset; she must be found. If she has not returned by the time I am back at camp we will send another search patrol and go further into our territory; even out of it if we have to."

Out of the corner of her eye she noticed Honeykit emerging from the nursery, looking small but curious. Her fur warmed at the sight of the tiny kit she had found a few moons ago. She was so glad the half dead kit was able to find the strength to stay alive and be brought to the Clan. It was a miracle she had been alive in the first place; given the incredibly harsh leaf bare as well as being soaked to the bone. She surely should have frozen to death. But she supposed StarClan must have had a purpose for the resilient kit, Fernstar had taken her in as one of her own. I wonder if I will ever have kits of my own. . . Snapping out of her thoughts, she called out to Honeykit, her voice raising with pride and ceremony. "Honeykit! Please come sit beneath the Highstump. I believe you know what day it is." Fernstar looked on with amusement as Honeykit approached the Highstump, her tiny paws leaving scuff marks in the snow as she hurried clumsily forward.

After finishing training with Duskwing, Moosepaw started to head back toward camp feeling tired from the days activities. I need to get some rest, but before I do I should check in with Honeykit, it's almost time for his apprentice ceremony. Sluggishly moving onward Moosepaw did his best to remain vigilant outside of camp, doing his best to fight off the exhaustion from the days activities while also being excited at the prospect of becoming a warrior.

After several minutes of walking back to camp and attempting to catch a mouse, Moosepaw walked back into the center of camp, longing for his spot in the apprentices den only to hear Fernstar call for a meeting I guess sleeping will have to wait, but some fresh kill does not. Grabbing a bit of rabbit from the fresh kill pile, Moosepaw settled down within view of the Highstump munching on a piece of rabbit thigh, looking on in amusement as Honeykit scrambled over to Fernstar. I remember my apprentice ceremony, just like it was yesterday. I'll have to congratulate Honeykit later on.

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interacting with: @Ambra’s Wolf, @savannahssu’s Fernstar, @Hazelrah’s Honeykit
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Honeykit's ears perked up at Fernstar's announcement. It's...it's happening! It's really happening! She straightened her tiny form up, stepped forward through the snow, and gazed fiercely up at her leader and surrogate mother. I am going to make you so proud, she thought as she gazed up at Fernstar, whom she owed her life, her chance. She so admired Fernstar's ability to lead, she could hardly believe how lucky she was to be taken care of by the leader!

Honeykit glanced around as she walked closer to the Highstump, noticing Moosepaw munching on fresh-kill, Spidernose and...a cat she didn't recognize. But she had spent so much of her time in the Nursery or with Fernstar, she didn't know, well, pretty much everyone. Her nerves were starting to get to her, so she looked up, raising her small tail high and calling out in her small voice, hoping it wasn't trembling too much, "Yes, Fernstar? I'm here!" In hindsight, that probably didn't need announcing, but she was so nervous to be in front of everyone for the first time that she could hardly see straight -- though she never wanted anyone to know it.

Interacting with: @Hazelrah@The Elvenqueen@Shadow Dragon@Ambra

Raising her voice against the cold wind, Fernstar looked down on the small kit and flashed her a grin, hoping to quell her nervousness. Honeykit was going to make a very motivated apprentice; and her training would be watched closely. "Honeykit, 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 Honeypaw. Your mentor will be Spidernose. I hope she will pass on all she knows about Clan life to you." Fernstar stood and beckoned with her tail for Spidernose to step forward and meet her apprentice. She knew she had chosen the right warrior to mentor Honeypaw; Spidernose was strong and wise. "Spidernose; you are a wise and confident warrior and I trust you will pass on your intelligence and warmth to your new apprentice. Please greet her and watch over her."

Fernstar jumped down from the Highstump and leaned down to place her head on top of Honeypaw's and let out a purr of pride. Although she trusted Spidernose to watch over Honeypaw, she knew she would worry while she was gone to the Moonpool. After leaving Honeypaw to her new mentor, Fernstar padded towards Redleap, Stormheart and Sunfur who were seated close together. Sitting in front of them, she wrapped her tail over her paws and said in a firm tone, "You know where to search right? Blackpelt and I will be leaving with you, after he fetches the traveling herbs. Please do not return until sunset, and I give you permission to hunt for yourselves while you are away from camp." She gave the three warriors a quick nod and turned to pad towards the medicine den. It was time for their journey to begin.

Interacting with: @The Elvenqueen @savannahssu

As Duskwing and Moosepaw arrived back at camp she watched him stumble off towards the freshkill pile, no doubt exhausted from a full day of hunting and training. She'd have to remind him to get a good night's sleep. They needed everyone in top shape while Fernstar was gone. She settled herself in front of Highstump, tail curled around her paws to protect them from the cold of the night, and held back a purr of amusement at the excited exclamation from Honeykit. She felt warm despite the cold winds as the young she-cat was given her apprentice name and Spidernose as a mentor. She knew the cream colored cat would make a good match for the newest member of their clan. As Fernstar leapt down from Highstump she stood and padded towards their leader. "Congratulations Honeypaw," she meowed warmly as she passed by the two, "You too Spidernose. You'll make an excellent mentor, but if you need any help just ask." Her eyes briefly caught on an unfamiliar young tom sitting next to Spidernose, but she pushed past the confusion to catch up with Fernstar, she could worry about that later.

She caught the tail end of what Fernstar was saying to the other three warriors and frowned in concern. Maplestream was missing? She had seen the other she-cat during the scrap with the fox. She hadn't seemed badly injured so nothing should have prevented her from getting back to camp. Hopefully those three would be able to find her before she froze or got injured. "Fernstar?" she caught up to her as she most likely went to meet up with Blackpelt, "I know you have a lot to be worried about right now so I figured some good news would do some good. I think Moosepaw is more than ready for his assessment and warrior name; I don't think there's much else I can teach him."

Interacting with: @savannahssu

Stormheart nodded in confirmation as Fernstar ordered him and Sunfur to leave the next morning. He felt concern prickling across his pelt at the prospect of waiting that long, but he knew that they didn't have much of a choice. There was no way that they could find her in the dark and despite his thicker pelt he really didn't want to spend a night tracking in the forest. He let his worries slip away a bit as the small black and orange shape of Honeykit stumbled up to Fernstar to receive her name and mentor. He briefly hoped to get Honeypaw as his own apprentice, but he didn't think he was quite ready for that kind of responsibility. "Congratulations you two!" he called across the camp as Fernstar hopped down from Highstump and walked over towards him and Sunfur.

"We won't come back until she's found or we're dead on our paws Fernstar. You can count on us. Right, Sunfur?" He put on a mask of confidence even though he didn't really feel it. He was determined to find their missing clanmate, but he couldn't stop the what ifs from running circles around his head. If Fernstar wanted them to check around the ravine that means she could've fallen into the rushing rapids below, and no cat could survive that fall. All of the different beasts that lurk around the territory, the weather, a falling tree, anything could've prevented Maplestream from coming back. He just hoped that it wasn't any of those things and there was a perfectly reasonable explanation for why she didn't come back.