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[Krahe]

R A V E N ;; Outside Camp || Open for interaction

There was still a sort of heat around her, surrounding her inactive mind, her inactive body. She was still out cold, patches of fur missing from her body, and freshly oozing wounds still not entirely closed up, and open to infection. She was, indeed, in need of help.

[Lostflight]

Rookfur
She called out " is everyone okay , " she started to cry " is everyone alive ?" She gasped as she saw the dead body of hawkfang , she just stood there looking around " is everyone else okay ? Is anyone else .." She couldn't say it " d d dead " she ran off like a mad cat , then she remembered the black car she had seen and rushed over in that direction " hello " she whispered into the cats ear " are you okay !" She said louder , she realised this cat was still breathing , but was in a terrible state , she collapsed on the ground next to her , her leg was in absolute pain , she slumped down into the floor and closed her eyes, drifting into sleep

[lysistraticmuse]

Hawkfang 80 moons, Senior Warriortags;; StarCla
The old tom took a shaky breath, and took a last look at Applestorm and Chervilkit. "Applestorm, Chervilkit, all of you. Thank you, I'll be watching over you all in StarClan," he mewed, laying his head down and taking a breath. He was surrounded by his loved ones, and he was okay to let go. A sharp pain went through him as he took his final breath, and then he was gone. When the tom opened his eyes, he was surprised. Both of his eyes worked just fine, and his pelt was free from scars and burns. A wistful sigh escaped him, he was a StarClan warrior now. His paws carried him through lush growth and soft grass, the starry sky above him more beautiful than he could have imagined. "Hawkfang, welcome," a soft voice mewed. The tom smiled, he knew that voice anywhere, and raised his head to see her. A soft silver she-cat stood in front of him, with her sleek fur and beautiful green eyes, and loving smile. "Hello Silverwind, my love," he spoke, walking up to her. She touched her nose to his, and he felt great peace. "It was your time, and since you have much guidance to show ForestClan yet, you will be allowed to watch over them and assist in sending information. But now is not the time, come and celebrate with your kin," the shecat mewed, leading him deeper into StarClan.



Daisyrain tags;; Chervilkit, Honeykit, open
The Queen cried, moving her kits away from the sight. Hawkfang was a great warrior, and Timberpaw was such a wonderful cat. She had so much life to live, and it wasn't her time to go. This was too much for her to handle at once


Chervilkit tags;; Echowhisker
The kit was greatly saddened by the loss of Hawkfang, but because of the stores that the tom and his mother had told him, he knew he was safe and happier.


Comfreypaw tags;; Hawkfang, open[i]
The fæ layed down next to Hawkfang and began to groom his shoulders. She would leave soon to make way for his closest friends, but she would stay with him until he was buried.


Ivyfrost [i]tags;; Timberpaw, open to interact with others as well
First her apprentice, and then Hawkfang. All of the cats were startled by the two-legs, but they were safe from them. Her ear twitched as she acknowledged Sunrisewing. "She was so full of life, and she was learning quick...she would have been a fine warrior," she cried, laying her head back on Timberpaw's side. Each breath she took was shaky, and she wished StarClan could have taken her instead.


Honeykit tags;; Daisyrain, Applestorm
The kit was crying, and stayed with Echowhisker as her mother and brother went to see Hawkfang.


Fallenpaw
"She was taken way too soon, and I don't understand why StarClan has given her this fate," he mewed solemnly, allowing her to move closer to him. He moved his body to be more comforting to her and sighed. "But they must have something in mind for her..."

[sin.namoroll]

Name ; Spottedoak
Age ; 127 moons at death
Gender ; She Cat
Rank ; Spottedoak is a StarClan warrior, however used to be a warrior of ForestClan.
Appearance ; Beautiful tabby tortoiseshell and white she cat with bright green eyes. She has a very sweet and perfect scent.

+ Traits ; Caring, motherly, wise, kind
- Traits ; Jealous, sensitive
History ; Born and raised in the Clan. Average history of a normal cat. She died simply of age.

Crush ; Hawkfang
Mate ; She was mates with a warrior named Nightstripe who went to the Dark Forest at death. It is strange to imagine such a sweet and innocent cat being mates with a dark hearted killer.
Kits ; Timberfall's mother was her kit along with a tom who died as an apprentice.
Kin ; Long gone.

Past Name(s) ; Spottedkit long ago and then Spottedpaw
Future Name(s) ; None
Scars? ; None
Other ; I really wanted a StarClan cat and wanted to add drama by adding her crush. (She is jealous of Silverwind)

[lysistraticmuse]

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ｇｅｎｄｅｒ: she-cat

ｍｏｏｎｓ 42 moons at death

ｐａｓｔ ｎａｍｅｓ Silverkit, Silverpaw

ｗａｎｔｅｄ ｎａｍｅ Achieved

ｒａｎｋ StarClan Warrior

ｗａｎｔｅｄ ｒａｎｋ Achieved

ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ Silverwind is a very kind, but stubborn cat. She doesn't like to back down and will always stand up for what she believes in. The she-cat has a tendency to be strong willed, but she takes orders from her leader well. She can be jealous sometimes.

ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ In life, she was a ForestClan warrior mated to Hawkfang. They got along very well and always wanted to do the best they could. They lived a normal clan life, until tragically, while the she-cat was on patrol, she was killed by a fox. Hawkfang discovered her body and went into a depression, while Silverwind went to live in StarClan. The she-cat watched over him and awaited the time when they could be together again. She is a bit protective of Hawkfang, as he is still her mate.

ｓｅｘｕａｌｉｔｙ Heterosexual

ｃｒｕｓｈ Hawkfang

ｍａｔｅ Hawkfang

ｋｉｎ None, open

ｏｔｈｅｒ That's it!

[sin.namoroll]

Applestorm
Mist blurred Applestorm's vision as Hawkfang left them. He dipped his head over the warrior's limp fur and sighed. The tom's pelt smelled of smoke and burned his nostrils, but it was worth it just to be by Hawkfang's side as he passed. "You didn't have to leave.." He whispered quietly so no other cat could hear. "I wish you had stayed..."

Fawnpaw
Fawnpaw nodded to Fallenpaw. The fur around her eyes was soaked with tears and more kept falling. "StarClan does everything for a reason," she mewed, trying to comfort herself "but they took Timberpaw too soon, why was this the are they gave her?" She asked herself before looking at the sky. "You must have some incredible stunt in store.."

OOC
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[Lostflight]

Rookfur twitched and raised her head " come on " she started crying and couldn't decide what to do , she called out " what do I do " she buried her face in the scorched grass

[BooDaBear001]

Echowhisker nosed honeykit lightly, trying to calm her down. "Shhh, It's alright, young one. it was hawkfang's time. maybe starclan set this path up for him. Now, He is in a better place, where all cats there can prosper." He quietly meowed, sitting down, and curling his body around the kit in a comforting manner, even if he had a smokey scent clinging to his usually sweet smelling pelt.

[Faiateru]

Spottedoak and Silverwind have been added!))

Cinderstar - Female - Mood; Sad - Where; Camp - Tags; Clan

It's my fault! I couldn't save them... She thought. She couldn't bare to look at the bodies any longer. Guilt clung to her pelt like honey. The grayish she-cat's eyes closed. She wished that this would all go away, but life must move on. Her throat was paining because of how dry it was. Her fur was covered in ash and smelled of soot, but she just lingered there, her pale green orbs shut. Cinderstar let out a heavy, shaky sigh and came to join her clanmates to mourn Timberpaw and Hawkfang.

Sunrisewing - Female - Mood; Sad - Where; Camp - Tags; Clan

Sunrisewing felt Cinderstar stand beside her. She could hear her leader's shaky breaths. Hawkfang's dying wish came into her mind. "We need to fulfill his dying wish..." She croaked. Her voice was so quiet and shaky that she didn't think any cat heard her.

Cloudpelt - Male - Mood; Sad - Where; Camp - Tags; Clan

Cloudpelt used all of his strength to heave himself up. His black and white fur was tangled and matted, ash and soot all over it. He padded to his clanmates. Spotting Skyblaze, he raced over to her. "Your safe!" He breathed, then the scent of death hit his nose. Timberpaw? Hawkfang? He thought, his yellow eyes widening. "Wh-what happened?" He said, staring at the apprentice's body then to the warrior's.

[Lostflight]

( guys, I think we should either be quick and finish the fire or ask to do a time skip , cause Thai fire has been going on for about a week now )