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The Rise of WillowClan

@The Elvenqueen@Hazelrah@PrankFox@Shadow Dragon

I just wanted to say I am SO SORRY for being MIA for this long. I've really been going through a shuffle of my entire life and living situation right now and things are just now starting to calm down. So from here on out I should be as active as I was before. I hope you are all still here because I am very invested in this RP and I have some pretty cool plans as to what to do with the storyline. Can we also do a Clan member check? We've lost a few people recently, including @Ambra which I am pissed about because Wolf was a very interesting prospect of a character and Redtail was supposed to be on the Maplestream patrol... But I digress; I'm here and I think I'm gonna have a friend IRL who may be joining as another apprentice, which the Clan needs. Please post below this one and mention me so I know everyone is still here. Thanks!

The Rise of WillowClan

@Hazelrah Thanks for being patient. The last 2 weeks have been awful and I've been overwhelmed with severing a relationship, figuring out my living situation in light of that decision, and battling my depression. I will get a post up probably within the next few days. If anyone else wants to post in between that's totally fine too!

The Rise of WillowClan

Right Outside the WillowClan Camp. . .

Interacting with: @Hazelrah @The Elvenqueen @PrankFox @Ambra

The small cuts from nearby thorn bushes stinging his pelt, the skinny black tom watched the she-cat who was apparently this Clan's leader pad away, with two warriors and the Clan's medicine cat on her tail. He had been listening long enough to know that their leader was traveling with their medicine cat to the Moonpool to receive her nine lives from StarClan. His lips lifted in a silent snarl and his ears flattened against his head in disdain. StarClan. That bunch of dead mangepelts never helped any cat. Their vague prophecies and empty warnings lead to nothings but destruction. They destroyed us. Thrashing through the undergrowth, the white she-cat and brown tom reappeared, also covered in scratches and their pelts ruffled. Getting to his paws, he smiled a crooked smile to his patrol mates. "Good job, both of you. You look like racoons got ahold of you. What did you find out about their territory? I hope something useful." The she-cat spoke up first, gesturing with her muzzle."It looks like they don't cross the loud noisy river on the Western side, or the small dirt thunderpath to the East. Their Northernmost border is hard to tell because of the scent from the river being blown across the land, but I'm sure they will show us shortly." She whisked her tail behind her in hostile excitement, and turned to face the direction the black tom had been crouching. "What's going on in their camp?""It looks like their leader and medicine cat will be gone for a couple sunrises. That will surely be enough time. The other two Warriors will most likely return before sunset, with another she-cat in tow. From what it sounded like, she's missing. They are short on Warriors and their deputy sounds inexperienced. He will be weak and unsure of himself. As soon as their leader gets past the Southern bounds of their territory, we will go."

The patrol waited, pacing back and forth watching and listening to the deputy give orders for temporary sleeping arrangements and watched a small tortoiseshell she-cat dash into one den, then out and into another. The deputy and another Warrior were standing guard at the front entrance of the camp, sharing tongues softly. They would surely hear and scent them coming. "Now." Determination searing through his pelt, the patrol took off pelting through the undergrowth towards the camp's entrance. Making sure to keep a wildly afraid look in his eyes, they eventually skidded to a halt in front of the two cats guarding the entrance. The black tom shot a fearful glance behind him before turning towards the Clan's deputy. "We were attacked by racoons! Please you have to help us!"

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Attention!

I just wanted to remind you all of one thing before everyone continues with their characters in WillowClan; thought that occur inside character's heads that you read are NOTthe same as the things that character says out loud or the ways they behave. Make sure you understand this and not let it effect the validity of your character's actions going forward. You'll see what I mean. . . ;)

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I hope everyone has had a good Christmas! Just as a check in for the RP's sake could we do a role call to see who is still here and actively playing? Just respond to the tag by saying when you're planning on getting your next post up. Thanks guys! [@Tyker97] @PrankFox @Hazelrah @The Elvenqueen @Ambra @WaywardTraveler

The Rise of WillowClan

Interacting with: @PrankFox @Shadow Dragon @Hazelrah

As Fernstar watched her medicine cat stalk out of camp past her and the warriors gathered at the camp's entrance, she turned to her deputy and dipped her head. Getting to her paws, she blinked gratefully at Stonefall and said "I trust you will watch over the camp and your Clanmates diligently and make wise decisions while I'm gone. Let StarClan guide your paws." She signaled to Sunfur and Stormheart with a flick of her tail and a look of determination. Worry swamped her all over again as she thought about Maplestream; having a warrior missing in such a harsh leafbare was a major concern not just for the missing cat, but for the Clan as a whole. They needed all the paws they could have to hunt for the Clan. Less warriors hunting meant less prey on the fresh kill pile and they couldn't afford to go hungry. They were just lucky none of the she-cats in the Clan were expecting kits. That would have made things even harder.

Fernstar raised her head as she stepped carefully through the snow and took a deep breath. She had to trust her warriors; she knew they would do the best they could to find her, or at least get an idea as to where she could have gone. It wasn't like Maplestream to wander off without letting some cat know where she was going, but it also wasn't like her to not have a reason to leave camp either. Fernstar would have to sit with her confusion for now and simply hope that Maplestream would be back in camp when she returned from the Moonpool. Catching up to Blackpelt, jumped over a dead tree stump and asked as her paws sunk into the snow, "What did the Moonpool in your dream look like? Do you know which StarClan cats will be greeting us?" At the risk of being called a kit, she had questions she needed answers for, and her medicine cat was the only one who could answer them.

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Interacting with: @Hazelrah @Shadow Dragon

The last few leaves of the traveling herbs were bitter, and Fernstar's nose wrinkled. Repressing a shiver, she lifted her head to lock eyes with her deputy. Sighing she replied, "As ready as I've ever been I suppose. I'm not sure if I ever thought this day would come; as much as I hoped it would. My Mother always told me about StarClan but. . . I never knew for myself. I hope it's as miraculous as she said it was." She shifted her paws in the dirt and allowed a wave of excitement to flood beneath her pelt. It's time. I'm going to be a real StarClan appointed leader. Straightening up, she fixed her gaze on Stonefall. "Are you ready to guard your Clanmates while I'm away? I should only be gone for two sunrises but I need to know you're ready for this responsibility. You're still a very young cat you know." From what Fernstar's Mother had told her about the structure of a Clan, no cat was supposed to be appointed deputy until they had mentored at least one apprentice. But of course, WillowClan was young and so were her Warriors. Stonefall was young, but she had chosen him because of his fierce loyalty and respect for ways of the Clan. There were of course other Warriors who were older than him, but she didn't believe the number of moons a cat had lived was the right way to determine their worth. Averting her gaze waiting for Stonefall's response, her pelt warmed when she saw Stormheart talking excitedly to Honeypaw about his encounters with horses, and Spidernose listening intently like a kit in the nursery. She wondered how Honeypaw's tour of the territory would go, where Spidernose would take her. Drawing in a deep breath, she lifted her head and gazed in wonder upwards towards the stars in the black sky. There were so many of them; maybe her Mother was right. Maybe they were watching over WillowClan. She would find out soon enough.

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Sunfur folded his paws under his belly and settled down near Fernstar by the entrance tunnel. Fernstar and Blackpelt were eating their traveling herbs while he and Stormheart waited patiently for Redleap to join their patrol. Where is Redleap? We can't just sit here and stare at our paws all day! Sunfur admittedly was more worried it seemed than most of his Clanmates because he had known Maplestream the longest. They had decided to stay together after meeting in the woods so many moons ago, before either of them had even met Fernstar. They had grown very close during that time and he had almost begun to look at her as a sister. Although he did find it strange that Maplestream would just take off without telling her Clanmates where she was going; it was unlike her, and he wasn't sure whether or not she had a reason. Although he knew she was a warrior and could fend for herself, no cat had ventured beyond a certain point in WillowClan's territory so no cat was sure what dangers could be present outside the Clan's borders. But he knew one thing, the rapids were the territory's biggest threat. The water was colder than anything Sunfur had ever felt, violent and angry. Large rocks sharper than claws jutted out of the surface of the water along with other debris such as large branches that the forceful winds may have broken off of the large trees that hung over the banks. He shuddered as he imagined what any cat could do to save themselves if they were to fall in. He questioned whether praying to StarClan for your life would do much good in that amount of danger. . .

Shaking his head, he decided to try and focus on the conversation going on between the Clan's new apprentice Honeypaw and Stormheart. Honeypaw was eager but anxious, as most apprentices are when they begin their training, and Stormheart was reassuring her. Partially through gloating and partially through recounting his training when he had first come to WillowClan. He flicked his tail in amusement at Honeypaw's wide eyed reactions to his stories; they seemed to be helping. Part of him had hoped that Fernstar would have chosen him to mentor Honeypaw but he would not challenge his leader's choice to appoint Spidernose as her mentor. Spidernose will mentor Honeypaw well, I'm sure of it.

The Rise of WillowClan

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@Ambra

The Rise of WillowClan

Interacting with: @Shadow Dragon @Hazelrah @Ambra

Peering through the grass at the entrance to camp, Fernstar waved her tail to signal Stonefall; she needed to have a private word with her deputy before departing. She noticed Stonefall and Spidernose were sitting together sharing a piece of prey and she chuckled to herself at how nervous Spidernose seemed. I wonder if any cat will ever be interested in me like that. . . Fernstar thought. Being leader of her Clan was an honor in and of itself, but having a mate to share it with was something special apart from the role of leadership. But she couldn't focus on that now; StarClan had summoned her. Bending down to eat the herbs Blackpelt had brought her, she flashed the tom a greatful look. She was glad that even in this harsh leaf bare, there had been enough traveling herbs for the both of them. She didn't know how long their journey would be, but she hoped to be back within two sunrises. Leaving her Clan alone made her anxious, especially with foxes prowling about. Raising her head, she scanned the camp for Redleap. The tom hadn't joined herself, Blackpelt, Sunfur and Stormheart and she wondered where he was. Waiting for her deputy to approach her, she kept her eyes peeled and waited for the tom to appear.