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The Rise of WillowClan

Interacting with: @Shadow Dragon

Fernstar's ears pricked at the medicine cat's explanation. Her mother had told her stories of Clan cats she had known during her time in SkyClan, but Goosefeather was never a name she had heard. Maybe it was simply because he was a ShadowClan medicine cat and from what Fernstar's mother had told her, the other Clans were wary and guarded towards ShadowClan cats, given their history of violent leaders and traitorous warriors. Their reputation was mended however when Tigerstar and his mate Dovewing returned from their journey and assumed leadership of the broken Clan.

Hesitation in her voice, Fernstar glanced sideways and asked,"If you can see the futures of our Clanmates, why couldn't you have warned us about the fox attack? Or Sunfur's injury? I'm not angry of course, just curious. I know that just because you can see future events doesn't mean you can prevent them from happening. But I am your leader and these events seem important to share with me." She hoped Blackpelt wouldn't take offense towards her, but she wondered why her medicine cat wouldn't have shared this important information with her before now. Was he waiting to get her alone somehow? Was he afraid of what she would say? She couldn't say, but she hoped Blackpelt would tell her his reasons for holding it from her.

While she waited for his response, Fernstar scanned the moonlit forest around them, admiring the territory she had come to love so much. She could feel the weight of responsibility she had to her Clan getting heavier on her heart as the time for her nine lives ceremony drew nearer. Mixed in with her heavy sense of duty was excitement, her pelt prickling with anticipation for her chance to participate in such a legendary ceremony. There was also uncertainty, somewhere deep down she questioned whether she was the cat WillowClan needed to lead them and make their name known. She hoped that the StarClan cats of legend would find her worthy of this very important task.

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The skinny black tom folded his ears back against his head and crouched low to the ground to lick one of his paws which was bleeding slightly. He tried to force the spooked look out of his eyes, even though it wasn't genuine. This tom Stonefall was clearly the only authority figure present in camp right now, and if he wanted to put the other two Warrior she-cats at ease, he needed to be submissive, and instruct the rest of his patrol to do the same. Angling his head back towards his companions he hissed, "Show some respect would you?! These cats are trying to help us and we're in their camp!" The other two battered cats crouched down for a couple heartbeats to show submission, slowly rose to their paws then sat and began to lick their wounds. The black tom rose to his paws and sat down a few tail lengths away from Stonefall. "I'm sorry for the slow reply. We're all still on high alert obviously." He dipped his head politely then swung it in the direction of the other two cats. "This is Heather and Otis. They're close friends of mine and have been for a while." Then turning back towards the Warriors, he said casually, "My name is Felix. We came from the Twoleg village way past your territory. We didn't know we had trespassed into any cat's territory, and to be honest, we didn't think any cat could survive out here!" Widening his gaze to include the other two Warriors he deepened his tone and in a more serious voice began to elaborate about the "racoons." "We encountered the racoons outside your territory I assume. That would explain why you never scented them and why you never would have encountered them. They could be anywhere now though." Letting his head drop slightly he muttered dejectedly, "We're sorry we led them into your territory unknowingly. Of course if they come anywhere near your camp we will help you fight them off. I think out of the three of us Otis took most of the damage."

Otis spoke up, "There weren't that many but they were big. I don't think I've ever seen racoons that big, or up close at that. I saw them running away from Twoleg's dens sometimes looking for scraps but I'd never fought one before now." He huffed and laid down seeming to want to give his paws a rest. Heather was sat back on her haunches tilting and tipping her head watching the other two she-cat Warriors with a curious glint in her eyes. Felix couldn't help but notice how soft her fur looked, even scraped up and ruffled. He allowed his gaze to soften as he glanced in her direction. After a heartbeat he addressed Stonefall again. "Are you three the only cats here? This seems like more space than three cats need." He needed to know how many others there were here. Where was their medicine cat? And that calico she-cat he had seen earlier? Were there any other Warriors? Stonefall said he needed answers, well so did he.

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Attention!

I wanted to let everyone know that the previous person who was playing Moosepaw's character will not be playing anymore and that his character is going to be taken over by one of my IRL friends @solokolos. He's going to be editing and reposting Moosepaw's character sheet in the CHAR tab so I want everyone to only pay attention to the new one and his new posts, not the old ones. Obviously none of the character's actions or what they've done up until this point are going to change. @PrankFox when the sun rises and the interaction with the "strangers" is over, jump right into taking Moosepaw out for his official warrior assessment.

The Rise of WillowClan

Interacting with: @Shadow Dragon

As Fernstar padded with Blackpelt further down the shrouded, dark path her fur stood on end as her medicine cat spoke of his troubled sightings. Even though her mother had spoken to her about numerous cats from the original four Clans, Fernstar had never heard of this cat named "Goosefeather." But given the way Blackpelt spoke of him, she could tell whatever information he knew about this long lost cat was weighing on him. She also wondered why he would be seeing this specific cat, among all the other legendary Clan cats he knew of and spoke about. Keeping her voice soft and compassionate, Fernstar inched closer to Blackpelt and asked, "Goosefeather? I'm not sure who that cat is. Is this troubling you?" As she waited for Blackpelt's response, she looked up at the sky and saw the moon, sharply cut out from the blackness of the night sky. Her paws again pricked with anxiousness and she wondered if this Goosefeather would be a cat who would grant her one of her nine lives.

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@Hazelrah Oh my God I'm so sorry :(

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Hey @Hazelrah where you at? Spidernose can't post without you! Also @PrankFox Sunfur is talking to a wall right now xD

The Rise of WillowClan

Interacting with: @PrankFox

Sunfur padded along beside Stormheart and rolled his eyes as he asked what could have happened to Maplestream. Letting out a sigh of exasperation, he said "Honestly I don't think anything happened to her. I'm pretty sure she ran out on her own for one reason or another. She doesn't always tell every cat her reasons for thing she does, but you can be sure she always has one; whether it's rational or needed or not. She gets caught up in her head sometimes and doesn't ask any cat for help, even when she needs it. What I can say though is that it's never gotten her into trouble like this." As they neared the edge of WillowClan territory, Sunfur began to wonder what lied past the Clan's borders, and exactly how much danger they would be in. How much danger Maplestream was in. Luckily, both cats were well fed, and he felt strong and ready for whatever this unknown territory would bring them.

As the trees began to thin past the Clan's borders, Sunfur began to hear the sound of rushing water; it was rather loud at that. But that wasn't the only thing that began to surprise him as he surveyed this unexplored territory. The mostly barren landscape provided little relief from the icy wind spraying drops of freezing drops of water from the top of the river. The rough dirt felt scratchy under his paws, unlike the isolated meadow grass of their camp. He could tell how dry the landscape was here, and he wondered what kind of prey was able to survive in this harsh stretch of land. As they padded over some large rocks, snow began to fall once again, landing on his pelt ever so lightly. He paused on top of one of the large rocks and began to survey the terrain from the added height. Under a canopy of a few straggling pine trees, he noticed a patch of ground that had somehow gone untouched by the snow. Gesturing with his tail in the direction of the spot, he lifted his voice so Stormheart could hear him over the rushing water. "That looks to unusual for me to pass up. Maybe we should go check that out." Making his way carefully over the remainder of rocks leading down to the dry dirt again, he padded towards the spot. Anxiety pricked in his pelt as he drew closer to the spot and picked up Maplestream's scent, mixed with three other distinguishable scents, but none of them smelled even faintly familiar. . .

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Guys I'm excited! I'm just waiting on @Bartimaeus to send me the final version of their character sheet then we'll have another character! :D I'm anxious so hurry up! xD

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@Bartimaeus

So I would suggest you read the Warrior Code which is in a hider in the first OOC post, as well as the rules hider. In there are actually a few examples of the language you need to be using. I'm sure the from reading other people's posts you'll pick it up too. You should be reading everything up until this point obviously. Story lines and all that :)

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Interacting with:@PrankFox @Shadow Dragon

As the patrol made their way down a narrow path shrouded by dense bushes, Fernstar flicked her tail in Stormheart and Sunfur's direction to make sure they would hear what she was about to say. "I think this is far enough from camp. You two head in that direction and cover as much ground as you can while looking for Maplestream. Of course sense you're going to be away from camp for a while, I give you express permission to hunt for yourselves." Fernstar paused in her tracks and turned to face her Warriors. "If you encounter any danger you aren't certain you can handle, go back to camp immediately. The last thing we need right now is two of our best Warriors injured. If you don't manage to find Maplestream in one sunrise, I will send out a larger patrol when I return; even if it means that I have to go as well." She hoped with every hair on her pelt Maplestream was okay, and that she would come back to camp uninjured while the Clan's medicine cat was gone. "We just have to pray to StarClan she isn't injured when she returns." Fernstar rested her tail on each of the warriors in turn. "I'll see both of you very soon."

She quickened her pace to catch up to Blackpelt who was a few fox lengths ahead of her and pulled up at his side. Looking up at the sky, the sun had just barely sunk behind the horizon, and darkness was gradually seeping into forest. Based on what Blackpelt had said, she assumed they had plenty of time before midnight, but then again, she had no idea how far away the Moonpool was from their camp. She couldn't tell whether Blackpelt's air of urgency was because he knew it was far and he wanted them to get there on time, or if it was his general brand of no nonsense bluntness. Regardless, he was a good medicine cat and an integral part of the Clan. As she padded next to Blackpelt, she tried to relax her mind and prepare for her upcoming visit to StarClan. There would be no doubt that she would feel small and insignificant in the presence of legendary cats who had been honored members of their Clans among the lake all those moons ago. . .