The future's in your paws. Shape it well.Roleplay in a cat Clan of warriors. Based off the Warriors series by Erin Hunter. Takes place in an AU before the cats in the books existed.
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Characters : [R]owansong [Ro]okflight [S]ilverhawk [P]igeonpouce [F]ish [T]wilightkit Clan/Rank : [R] RiverClan T5 Elder [Ro] RiverClan T4 Warrior [S] ShadowClan T3 Warrior [P] T2 RiverClan Warrior [F] T2 Rogue [T] RiverClan Kit Number of posts : 2483 Gender : any or username Age : 22
Subject: breakfast in america [C] Thu 5 Jan 2023 - 22:28
Dayquill
So, he'd managed talking with Mottlestar. The nerves from that conversation still burned hot under his nape, but there wasn't a moment to gather his breath or relax. While he still held the courage to talk, there was at least one other cat he needed to tell about Blazefang. And, when he spotted her dark pelt across the hollow, regret bit at his stomach. He should have told her moons ago, when he and Blazefang were comfortably friends, but for some reason he'd kept his tongue bitten about the WindClanner this whole time. Whatever he wished he'd done different, there was nothing he could do to change things now. Padding over to his sister (and feeling another pang of guilt and now sadness at the sight of her leg), Dayquill flicked her with his tail as he settled next to her. "Hey, Comfrey. You- you doin' okay? You mind if we talk for a second?"
Subject: Re: breakfast in america [C] Mon 9 Jan 2023 - 12:13
Comfreyheart of Thunderclan
“Hello Day,” she purred, her eyes a bit less dull with his presence. Though she wanted to act silly and perhaps suggest they could play a game, the molly could tell her dear brother had something on his mind. “Of course,” she replied softly, gentle concern veiled with a calm smile, “What’s the matter?”
Characters : [R]owansong [Ro]okflight [S]ilverhawk [P]igeonpouce [F]ish [T]wilightkit Clan/Rank : [R] RiverClan T5 Elder [Ro] RiverClan T4 Warrior [S] ShadowClan T3 Warrior [P] T2 RiverClan Warrior [F] T2 Rogue [T] RiverClan Kit Number of posts : 2483 Gender : any or username Age : 22
Subject: Re: breakfast in america [C] Wed 18 Jan 2023 - 13:31
Dayquill
A small smile turned up the corners of Dayquill's mouth, but it was tinged with sadness. Stars... what a fool he was, wanting to have this conversation now. When Comfrey was laid up with her badly wounded leg, and when any tom she'd gotten at least a little close with had died or vanished under her. And with a cat from another Clan, no less! The regret forming a pit in his stomach widened. His ears lowered, and for a bit, he could only open and shut his mouth, sputtering out half-words as he thought on what to say.
"So... well, there's this– there's this cat from WindClan, her name's Blazefang, she's– oh, I think you'd like her, Comfrey. She's just, she's... she's just great. Really. Well, uh," Dayquill coughed once and tipped his head back so he could look at the clouds rolling overhead instead of his sister. It was better than her burying him alive when a WindClanner showed up with kits he was going to raise, but he still didn't want to look if she got cross at him now. "I kind of... fell in love with her? And she's... kind of... well, Blazefang is sort of– c-coming to ThunderClan. So we can, y'know, live together. And she might be– well, she's kind of... Well she's bringing kits with her." The last words came out in a jumbled rush, and the correction that came swiftly wasn't anymore articulate, "They're not mine! We-well, I... I guess they will be, 'M gonna be, like– kind of their dad, but they're... surrogates? Please don't kill me."
Subject: Re: breakfast in america [C] Thu 26 Jan 2023 - 12:05
Comfreyheart
Oh.
Oh dear.
She could not begin to describe all the thoughts and feelings storming inside of her. Fury and betrayal threw her one way, empathy and love tossed her another. Many faces rolled over her. First her distraught maw agape, then her eyes furrowed with anger. Not hate, just anger. How could he?! her eyes were pained, How could he betray the code like that?! She glared down at the sand. Dayquill was the most upstanding warrior she knew. He swore loyalty to Thunderclan just as proudly as she did. How could he do something like this? Traitor. The word blazed across her mind, roaring like thunder.
She could hear the fear in his rant to explain. “Please don’t kill me.” Even though he didn’t say it directly, he was asking for forgiveness. But could she forgive him? If this were any other warrior, she’d probably declare eternal hatred upon him. She’d screech and tell him to run off to Windclan and never return. But this wasn’t any other warrior. Nor was this just her brother. This was Dayquill. The most upstanding warrior she knew. Love was no choice. Just as he loved this molly, she loved her brother. No matter what happened that could never change.
There were many ways she could respond, many things she could say. But Comfreyheart did not want to say any of it. She pressed her head to his neck. She could not forgive him for breaking the code, but she couldn’t hate him either. He had been so scared coming to talk to her. So sweet and goofy in his nervous ramblings, but still afraid. She did not want him to be afraid of her. “I won’t kill you Day. I'll help you with anything you need me for.”
She directed her thoughts to the other thing he mentioned. Kits. Her brother was going to be a father. And she, an aunt. Though joy and excitement fluttered through her, the idea of half-clan kittens slightly sickened her. Looking at Dayquill, she had always only seen him for him. But, the likeness of her father did not evade her. She wondered how the rest of the clan would see this.
She knew she would defend him against the clan if that were to happen. She would defend Blazefang too. She'd yet to meet her, but the molly would soon be a part of Comfreyheart's family and her clan. Both of which she would defend until her last breath.
