✽ TansyClan V.1 ✽ Not Accepting

[yeeee.]

No, that's not the case at all. She's... dealing with your siblings. She'll be back soon Nuzzling Silentkit's scruff reassuringly, he felt an inward pang. She shouldn't blame herself. This isn't her fault; none of it is. But... where is Rosewing? When her eyes met him, thankfully he saw confusion. But when it turned to fear, Hawktalon flinched. Moving his thick tail so she could move if she wanted to, he kept his tone low. You have to stay here for now so Whitepaw can look at your paw, he said, shifting slightly. Unfortunately, he knew that'd she'd panic more, regardless of what he did. He was no queen.

Tagged ;; Silentkit

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Snowfire nodded in silent agreement with the fellow senior warrior. Padding after him, the pearl white warrior hadn't failed to notice the look of pain in Rabbitfur's golden emerald eyes. Making a note to ask him later, the warrior cast a glance around them. He felt uneasy for some reason, and he'd learned to trust his feelings. To the Old Oak? he mewed silently, his turquoise gaze on the shaggy furred warrior before him.

Tagged ;; Rabbitfur

[ShadowBoi]

'Rat dung.' she thought. She couldn't follow them there. She wanted to growl.

[diluc.]

LongTail ⭐ tom ⭐ warrior ⭐ tags; open
As he got to the camp he went to the fresh kill pile then dropped off the hare then he started to groom his long cream/white fur

[Nebelung]

"Sure." Realizing that Snowfire would know where they would be headed, Rabbitfur fell back to walk with the elder warrior. His ears twitched thoughtfully as he walked with him and he drew in a slow, quiet breath as he chose what to say next. "Have I missed any updates regarding the Code and Blackstar? I noticed the Clan had grown uneasy before I took Fallowpaw hunting with me. I figured if anyone knew, it would be wise to ask you."

[JennieTheKiller95]

"Hi Snowfire! Want to share some fresh kill" she drops a sqirrul at his paws

[yeeee.]

Snowfire lashed his thick tail behind him, a slow hiss escaping his enclosed canines. He managed to hold his tongue until they arrived; once they did, the thick pelted warrior curled up at the base of the ancient tree. Shaking his head ever so slightly, the warrior glanced at his companion. You were quite right to do so. No codes updates yet, but I do have some updates on Blackstar. You may already be aware of some, the elder warrior said, his turquoise eyes roving the undergrowth to be sure they weren't followed. Blackstar likes Bluefeather. It was a struggle for the senior warrior to say it. It was beyond him how someone could like, or even love Blackstar. Let alone how Blackstar could even love back. And she likes him back. Rosewing's kits have vanished without a trace. I'd assume that Blackstar took them, but I could very well be wrong; it could be some senior trying to get on his good side, he muttered, glancing towards the fading sky. But I doubt so. After what Oakfrost told me, I very much doubt so. But why? The senior warriors are treated quite well, the only exception being strung up like kittypets. We're pretty much allowed to do whatever we want. I'd assume if he wanted them dead, he'd kill them and leave the bodies for Rosewing to find. But there's no reason to want them dead... they would make strong warriors, and as young as they are they'd never know the original warrior code. Therefore, easier to manipulate.

But they'll die soon without milk. I have not the slightest idea where they are or what he wants, but that should soon be revealed. There's a meeting for all senior warriors coming up, not sure exactly when, but he said soon. Taking a deep breath, the pearl tom looked up at Rabbitfur. And there is much more to tell, and one very important piece, but it's not safe here. It's getting late, and Blackstar comes out at night. Maybe in a few sunrises, some of us rebellion can gather here so I may share my main news. But for now, any news yourself? he mewed, shifting slightly with a seemingly lazy glance behind Rabbitfur. Just a few feet away he could see a mouse. Prey is plentiful here. I'll hunt before we return, that should cover up our tracks. In fact, Blackstar should be please. Rabbitfur is a fellow senior, so he'll just think we're bonding.

Tagged ;; Rabbitfur

[ShadowBoi]

Bluefeather walked back in. She didn't care if she wreaked of Blackstar. She ate a mouse and sat down. She liked him. She knew it was against the warrior code, but what did that matter when the code was being torn and put back together anyway?

[Nebelung]

Rabbitfur stiffened visibly at Snowfire's hiss, thinking he'd said something wrong. But once they sat and talked, Rabbitfur learned it was due to happenings at camp. As Snowfire told him, Rabbitfur listened intently and silently, his gaze staring unseeingly at the ground as he listened to each word.
"It's almost impossible not to notice there's something happening between Blackstar and Bluefeather."
He didn't comment on Snowfire's question. They needed to stay honorable about this. At the news of Rosewing's kits, Rabbitfur's ears perked. "After her display of behavior towards him in the nursery, I do not doubt it to be Blackstar's doing, or as you said, done by a cat hoping to get on his side." He flicked an ear. "If the cat is worried Blackstar is doubting his loyalty to him, he may become desperate and do something such as this. However, I do believe he would never wish for any harm to come to them. Kits are vital to the Clan. They provide the next generation of Warriors, and can be easily used as a form of manipulation to the Clan, especially its Queens." He paused to reflect on Rosewing's response to Blackstar. "I believe the kits are being well cared for as we speak."
His gaze traveled to Snowfire's blue as the white Tom looked at him and he felt himself become soothed once more. At his words, he nodded. "Yes, I agree. We must not draw attention to ourselves. If we return to camp empty-pawed, Blackstar may become suspicious. We should bring something back to camp." He turned his ears swiveling back and gaze growing softer. "Thank you for telling me this."

[yeeee.]

I do hope so. But regardless of how well they being cared for, they'll need milk eventually. There are only two queens producing, and they are both against Blackstar. So hopefully they'll turn up soon, the senior warrior mewed, but it was to himself. Speaking always helped him think, especially on stressful subjects. Standing to his paws, he shook out any leaves that may have stuck to his thick pelt, and padded behind Rabbitfur, his turquoise eyes roving for more prey. No problem, just doing my duty as a warrior of Starclan. Agreed, but we must be quick. Blackstar may come searching for us, taking our inactivity as a us secretly searching for the kits. Noting how relaxed Rabbitfur's gaze was, his own turquoise gaze relaxed slightly. But still, his heart thudded hard, and his brain churned.

As far fetched as the idea might seem, Snowfire was still being cautious. He'd noticed how Blackstar had been confrontational about him taking Fallowpaw to spar with LIttlestep; the leader was becoming more wary now, since his actions would most undoubtedly stir the clan the wrong way. So he was dividing who his friends and enemies were, Snowfire was sure. And the tom was also sure that he needed to be considered a friend, a close one. Bottom line, we need to keep a close eyes on the queens. Creamstep is due soon, and he may try to steal her kits. If desperate enough the queens may blow our plans to Blackstar, attack him and blow the plans anyway, or... join him. Or, maybe they'll just weep to us. Regardless, they much be watched for their own safety. And Creamstep is going to birth soon, so we must be even more wary.

Crouching low, the senior warrior began to sniff out that mouse. Quickly catching it's scent trail he padded a few feet away, lunging and catching it. A little sloppy due to him being unfocused, but luckily there was no prey around to scare away. Further up, about twenty yards, the warrior then spotted, what in his own words, was the catch of his career. A hawk; it was on the ground for reasons unknown. Probably hunting itself, but soon it wouldn't be. Crouching and crawling forward slowly, Snowfire kept his eyes on the prize. Just as the hawk flared it's wings he lunged, resulting in a tussle. The thing claws at it's face screeching while he clawed at it's wings, trying to pull it down and bite it's throat. After the beast drew blood on his left forepaw, the warrior finally managed to clamp down on it's throat. It was quite a chaos and a bit sloppy, but nevertheless the mission was complete. Licking his wound clean, the senior warrior picked up his quarry and strode back over to Rabbitfur with an content expression on his face. Tired, but most definitely a tad relaxed.

Think this'll feed the queens and elders by anychance?

Tagged ;; Rabbitfur

[Nebelung]

Rabbitfur nodded.
"I've heard of an herb that triggers milk," he admitted almost foolishly, ashamed that he knew of such an herb. "But I agree. ...I feel it a bit odd that no one had been watching the nursery at the time it happened. If I hadn't been sleeping, for example..." His voice trailed off, but mostly because Snowfire stalked off to get some hunting done. He should probably do the same. He started looking around once more for prey, spotting a squirrel nearby and going for it. When he came back, he stiffened, seeing the white warrior battling a hawk. He dropped his prey and started moving towards them, but stopped once it looked like Snowfire had control of it, and he killed it. "It should indeed," he mused, eying Snowfire's wound. "You should have Oakfrost check that out. ...Speaking of, did you ever ask him your question?" He turned and picked up his squirrel, returning to Snowfire. They should monitor who all is exiting and returning to camp from now on, so see if anyone's behavior is at all suspicious. He pondered if increasing border patrols would help monitor the activities outside of camp.