The Blood Moon - *Warrior RP//*

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xxxOnce there was a moon..
xxxa series of five eclipses that changed the tides..
xxxit changed the wind..
xxxit changed the future..
xxxWhen the eclipses started, the moon was as red as ruby,
xxxshining in the sky reverberating with an energy..
xxxAn energy that was beautiful..

xxxIt shone four times, over the course of 2 years
xxxeach becoming more bright in red color and their
xxxaura becoming stronger and stronger..
xxxUntil the fifth..

xxxThat is went all went under disarray...
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↷ . 𝒲𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓅𝑒𝓃𝑒𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒..? . ↶

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xxxxThe first eclipse came without warning..
xxxxthe four clans that split Chiron's forest were
xxxxabundant at the time..
xxxxThey looked to the skies with hope, thinking that it meant
xxxxa promising spring.. But that wasent the case..

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xxxxAfter the first eclipse, no cats in any of the four clans
xxxxwere able to have kits.. No mollies falling pregnant and any
xxxxqueens that were pregnant quickly lost them..
xxxxLeaving the four clans with just twelve kits
xxxxjust born between them..

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xxxxThe second eclipse left all the elders to fall sick in the mind,
xxxxacting feral and deranged as they attempted to attack anyone
xxxxwhom came near them.. they passed soon after..

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xxxxThe third eclipse came the dwindling of food..
xxxxthe prey in the forest becoming more cunning and able to
xxxxhide easily from the clans, they quickly became
xxxxmalnourished and weak..

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xxxxThe fourth eclipse came the fall of every leader and
xxxxmedicine cat of the four clans.. having the rest of the weak
xxxxdie off not far after..
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~As the fifth eclipse passed... only twelve cats were left
from the clans, nearly falling to extinction of wild cats in Chrion forest....
They, unlike the others, seemed to be almost unaffected by the eclipses as
they passed along the years.. every one of them were just kits as the first one passed two years ago.
The twelve cats made something of themselves, each of them extremely different than the last..
Three of every clan were alone together.. not knowing the other nine were out there
But they had no idea on what to do.. all of them (whether shown or not) were very scared on the
future of themselves.. they were essentially a pack of ragtag rouges.. come from four large
clans that were taken out by essentially nothing...
Prey was still very scarce and they grew very close together making sure none of them were ill or too
malnourished the weeks that followed the last eclipse.. Some of them still mourning over their families
and friends and some trying hard to keep the group on their feet with hope.. They had no plan,
they had no sense of direction

That was until Lillith came..

Lillith; A large Bobcat who came into the groups territory like a shadow.. it was suddenly and at
a time when they all were the most anxious and dismayed about the future of the "clan" that they had..
The bobcat was a wise cat.. her pelt adorned in silvers and gold flecks that shone even under the thick
canopy of their forest.. her eyes were bright yellow that pierced through ones soul..
She was pleased when she appeared in-front of the band of cats, telling them sweet whispers of a
prophecy...

I have heard only whisperings of the band of twelve.. A voice not of mine has told me to
look for you.. to mentor you under the Hunters moon.. It seems I have found you..
The bobcat went through each and every one of the fallen clans, gathering every three that
were left alive and forgotten in the thick of the forest.. The cats; Young,
tired and afraid to go on alone.. Followed the Bobcats words.. Lillith took the band of twelve from
their shadow plagued home of their past clan.. Walking miles with them at her heels,
blindly putting their trust in this wise Bobcat..
She led them across a long wooden bridge, connecting over the long winding lake that surrounded the
area that the four clans resided.. None of the cats even knew the bridge existed, long vines clinging to
it as if it had been there for many many years.. their minds cluttered with anxieties as the river was
one of the many protections the past clans had.. they had never known there was so much more to
the Chiron forest, they had been sheltered all their life from the stressers from the eclipses and never
was told about an outside..

As they passed the bridge, they canopy of the thick trees began to part and the band of cats looked
to the sky to see it shine with many constellations.. the sky tinted in a blue black hue that
was absoloutley magnificent..

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↷ . 𝐼𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑒𝓃𝒹..? . ↶

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Over the entire night, Lillith walked with them through this new part of the forest that they had never seen.. the rustling of prey that used to be so foreign to them echoed around as they walked, drawing the cats ever more excited..

She took them to a clearing.. a beautiful area where the canopy was left open and parted, the moon shone down upon the small camp.. A stream was heard not too far off and the ever so exciting sounds of prey scuttled around the nearby areas, making every cat happy to hear the sweet sound that was once so foreign to them.

Lillith stopped midst the camp, looking down upon the cats as she lowly spoke, the energy off of them was high and happy..
My children, I give you a place to stay.. a place to thrive..
A cat spoke up, hesitant about following the bobcat to begin with..
Why should we trust you? He spoke..

Lillith looked upon the tom, drawing in a heavy breath..
My children.. It pains me to tell you such an awful thing.. but you twelve are the only remaining wild clan cats since the eclipse.. Since the first Blood Moon, no clan cats were able to bare any kits.. this happened to every clan that the Blood Moon shone down on.. The night that the first blood moon shone down, I had a terrifying dream.. my ancestors spoke to me, telling me that I am supposed to be the mother of the next clan cats.. to look for the twelve.. and at last I have found you~ She nodded..

The shock that they were the last clan cats made an unsettling and anxious commotion..

My children.. Please.. do not worry.. every one of you, born in a different month before the blood moon, each of you living through the hardships carried through it all.. you will not have to worry any more..

The ancestors have told me everything.. they have told me how to read the stars every new moon that appears that aligns with each and every one of you, able to tell your future for that moon She smiled, with every one of you, you will be able to know what is going to happen to you.. a peek into your future in a sence Lillith spoke with confidence.. watching as the young cats looked a little less frightened knowing that their future is known..


That was only a few moons ago .. still trying to get used to the lack of a clan around them and being dependant on eachother, they attempt to thrive in this paradise that the mysterious bobcat had taken them to..
Every moon, each cat takes their turn going into Lilliths den, a glowing pool with many crystals lining the walls.. the whole place looked like the night sky.. Each of them getting a reading from the Bobcat, listening to how their next month will be planned out.. Their questions on their future being answered and their worries ceased.
Its a new clan life.. a safe clan life.. one that is protected by the night sky~



Until the next blood moon..

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discussion + form thread

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Relations;
X

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Current Season;
Moon 1 - September
Beginning of Fall

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Scenery;
Giant Beech, Maple, Crataegus laevigata and Pinus
wallichiana, Flowering dogwood, rhododendron,
hawthorn and the rare Wisteria
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~~~~~Rise of Scorpio and Sagittarius ~~~~~~~

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Prey;
songbirds - very common // squirrel - common //
salamanders/frogs - common // bluegill/sunfish - very common //
shrew - common // chipmunk - very common // mice - common//
vole - common // bass - common // carp - common // duck - very uncommon //
rabbit - uncommon // quail - rare // turkey - rare //

Dangerous Prey;
large fish - rare// mink - rare // pine marten - uncommon //
skunk - rare // Bird of Prey/ BoP chicks or hatchlings - extremely rare //
Hare/Hare pups - Rare// Swan / Goose chicks or hatchlings - rare //

Predators;
Birds of Prey - Common //
badgers - uncommon // wild dogs - uncommon // black bear - rare //
grizzly bear - rare // wolves - rare // rabid animals - rare
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[Vlette]

Fire Clan ~ Aries, Leo, Sagittarius
(X, Lionheart & Mintblossom)
EarthClan ~ Taurus, Virgo, Capricorn
(X, X & Whitesong)
AirClan ~ Gemini, Libra, Aquarius
(X, Foxleap & X)
WaterClan ~ Cancer, Scorpio, Pisces
(PaleHeather, Sweetbreeze & X)

FireClan-
Like fire itself, Fireclan cats tend to be passionate, dynamic, and temperamental. Fire can keep you warm, or it can do great destruction. While fire burns out quickly without fuel to keep it going, it can also regenerate its power from the ashes. A single spark can set off a forest fire. As a result, fire signs need to be nurtured and managed carefully.

EarthClan-
EarthClan cats keep it real. They are the “grounded” cats of the clans, the ones who bring us down to earth and remind us to start with a solid foundation. Slow and steady, these “builders” are loyal and stable, and stick by their clan members through hard times. On good days, they’re practical; at worst, they can be materialistic or too focused on the surface of things to dig into the depths.

AirClan-
AirClan cats are all about action, ideas, and motion—they are the “winds of change.” When a strong gust hits you, you can’t help but move. While some within their ranks may be true-life “airheads,” others are as powerful as a gravity-defying G-force. Air signs bring everyone a breath of fresh air when things start to get stale. Like the breeze, you can’t quite catch them, and you never know where they’ll drop you once they sweep you up. It will almost always been an adventure, though.

WaterClan-
Intuitive, emotional and ultra-sensitive, Waterclan cats can be as mysterious as the ocean itself. Like water, they can be refreshing, or they can drown you in their depths. These signs often have intense dreams and borderline-psychic intuition. Security is important to them—after all, water needs a container, or it dries up and disappears.

TAROTS

Capricorn's Weekly Tarot Leaf; The Six of Cups) : is often a card about nostalgia; looking back on how things “used” to be. It can be (but is not always) connected with children or childhood. It’s important not to spend too much time and effort thinking about the “good old days.” We all have happy memories to reflect on from time to time, but if we start thinking that the “best of all years have gone by”, then that can become a self-fulfilling prophecy.

[Vlette]

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two ∙ fae ∙ cancer
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PaleHeathers paws kneaded the moss under her paws softly, the tip of her tail slowly twitching up and down as she stared out from the Waterclan den.. Rain pattered outside the caves entrance as the overcast morning ran on without the sun ever showing itself from the clouds.. It was the beginning of leaf-fall, the air was becoming more crisp with every day and rain was not uncommon.. To PaleHeather, the rain was something that she loved dearly.. But the overcast and gray days simply felt meloncolic after the tragedy of the clans..
Her peach colored nose twitched, her head slowly looking back into the cave. It was deep and kept the Waterclan cats cool, moss organically lined the entire den along with a few thick tree roots that curled around the foundation.. It was very cozy.
She let out a soft chuff to see her clanmate SweetBreeze still sleeping in the back of the den, the siamese looking as elegant as always.. To PaleHeather, the cats of Waterclan had been especially important to her in the time of grief from their entire clan perishing in front of them.. Watching Leaders, mentors, family, best friends.. All passing as you have no idea what is going on.. SweetBreeze had given PaleHeather a sence of "home" in all the chaos, growing very close to the fae and becoming good friends with her..

Even with a sence of home, PaleHeather couldn't help but be so disoriented about the situation the cats had found themselves in.. Watching their clans perish, being adopted by a strange bobcat and finding out there are only twelve of them left..? What kind of joke was starclan playing on them...

The fae shook her head, her mind filled with so many questions that just would inevitably go unawnsered.. Her eyes trailing back to the outside of the den..
Her stomach cramped slightly, followed by a loud grumbling.. She winced and glanced back as SweetBreeze, checking to make sure that it hadn't woken the Molly..
PaleHeather looked down to her stomach in disappointment.. The Molly had barley left the Waterclan den since Lilith had gathered the band of twelve and showed them their new home.. It was almost too much for her to take in all at once, so the Molly had sheltered herself in the cave..

Not now.. she whispered, her ears laying back and she looked nervously out the entrance..
Thankfully, Lillith and the other cats whom had been adventurous in their new home, has accumulated quite the fresh-kill pile that itself was stored in a separate den, away from all the weather..
it's still early.. the fae thought to herself, poking her head out from the den as she looked around at the other dens.. All had seemed quiet..

The Molly sighed and shook her head.. Pull it together PaleHeather.. she mumbled under her breath.. Slowly creeping her body put of the enterance until she was fully in the rain, then bolting to the den that held the fresh kill pile..
Her white paws now colored blackish brown from the rich mud outside.. Tracking it into the den. She let out an uncomfortable grumble before shaking her paws, slightly licking them to get the stains from her fur..
She breathed in, a thick scent of prey overpowered her pallate, looking to the back of the den to see a colorful array of prey.. All ranging from turkey to voles.. Her eyes shone.. She had never seen this much food in her life..
She nosed through the pile, her brow furrowing in concentration and her tail swaying like a ribbon in the wind..
Gently, she plucked a small vole from the pile, carrying it to the edge of the den to eat it in peace.. Even with the beautiful assortment of food, the fae still wanted the rest of the clan to eat before her..

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Sweetbreeze's ears twitched. The morning sky was hidden by the clouds as the rain fell from them. Her tail twitched as she watched the rain fall from the sky. The bright glowing disk of the sun wasn't out this morning also hidden from view because of the clouds. It was almost strange to think leaf-bare was coming soon. It was already leaf-fall and leaf-bare would soon follow. She watched the clouds for a moment imaging the rain falling as snow instead of rain. It seemed like it would be a long time before leaf-bare would even come. But it wasn't really. Leaf-bare would be here soon and that would be when trouble really started. After the horrible, destruction of the clans it would seem almost impossible to survive this coming leaf-bare. Sweetbreeze knew she shouldn't dwell on these thoughts. But she couldn't take her mind off of them. It was bad enough that the clans had been destroyed. But now they would have to survive leaf-bare without them. At least that meant fewer mouths to feed. But that also meant less eyes searching for prey. As Sweetbreeze watched the clouds, she couldn't help thinking about how life would be if the clans we're still here. Her icy blue eyes shone in the dim light her tail twitching as she watched the clouds. It seemed like every rain drop stood for a member lost. Every leader, warrior, mentor, apprentice, mother, kit, and elder. Every friend, sibling, mother, father, even enemies. Gone just like that. She couldn't understand why this had happened. And she couldn't understand why they we're the only one who had survived. Her tail twitched as she thought of the mysterious bobcat and the cat's words. Her eyes narrowed at the thought. Why had StarClan let this happen? Was that the fate of the clans from the start? She couldn't believe something like that to happen to the clans. And now only twelve remained. What was there to do now? As she stared at the clouds, she was absently aware of Paleheather. The molly seemed to be watching the rain as well. Sweetbreeze knew she loved the rain so it wasn't a surprise to see her watching the rain. Her tail twitched as she thought of all the things they had lost. At least Paleheather was still here. She was one of the few things she still had from Waterclan. Still, she missed the rest of her clan mates wishing they we're still here. Sweetbreeze blinked which felt like she had not blinked in a long time. She saw that the molly was gone. Her ears twitched as she glanced around and got to her paws. She then padded out of the den her eyes searching through the rain. There. Where the fresh-kill was kept, she could make out the form of another cat. She padded over to the den her tail held high her ears pricked. She then entered and glanced at the pile of prey before turning to the molly. "Morning Paleheather. I guess you we're hungry this morning." she said as she sat down beside her. Her eyes searched the molly. Something didn't seem right. Her ears twitched as she tilted her head at the molly. "Is something wrong Paleheather? You don't seem like yourself." she knew that the loss of the clan was devastating. But something about how the molly was up and eating already seemed off.

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tags;; sweetbreeze, paleheather

The saggitarus yawned, rolling onto her back and swatting at the air. Mintblossom shut her eyes, relishing in the bliss of sleep before she would have to accept defeat and wake up. but I don’t want to wake up! she thought in vain, as her muscles guided her to sit up. She began to groom her gray and white fur, but she wasn’t even halfway done by the time she grew impatient. She sloppily groomed the rest of her fur before making her way to the center of camp.

She yawned, feeling a breeze blowing through her fur. Mintblossom wanted to go explore the territory, although they had already done a lot of that already. Still... it wouldn’t hurt to explore some more right? she thought, bouncing on her toes. She found a thin fallen tree and sharpened her claws.

Mintblossom glanced up at Sweetbreeze and Paleheather, two mollies from Waterclan. “Hey!” she meowed to them. “what’s up?”

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♚ Age: Twenty-five moons ♚ Gender: Tom ♚ Zodiac: Libra ♚ Crush: . . .♚ Tags: Palefeather, Sweetbreeze, Mintblossom

Shuffling on top a mess of moss, a russet colored somali cat let out tired huff as he examined the moss underneath his paws. A slight frown formed on his face, as he used his paw to move the moss this way and that, seemingly unsatisfied with his work. He had woken hours ago, but finding he had been able to return to sleep he had taken to redoing his nest, and overall trying to improve the burrow he had retreated into when the rain started. Foxleap murmured a curse under his breath giving up on the task for now. He'd finish the burrow up later. With leaf-bare now here he'd be sleeping in here more than outside until new-leaf. The russet colored tom flicked an ear at the faint sound of thunder, causing him to let out another curse. Why'd it have to still be raining? It just made hunting harder, and got his pelt. He shivered just at the thought of a wet pelt. How anyone liked it was beyond him. Feeling that his limbs had gotten a bit stiff, Foxleap stretched, letting his gaze wander around, decently happy with the work he had manged to get done. Foxleap had discorded the abandoned fox burrow his first day of exploring the new territory. He had actually fallen into it almost right away as it was very close to where the remaining twelve had settled down at. the opening to the burrow had been covered up with dead leaves and broken limbs until Foxleap came crashing through. The inside of the burrow wasn't much to speak of, but after many hours of work, Foxleap hoped it'd be good den for his fellow Airclan cats to sleep in during the cold and raining moons. "Strange to think that all of Airclan can fit into a single fox burrow...." Foxleap mumbled under his breath, the swirling storm of dark thoughts threatening to overwhelm him. The tom stood still for a few moments, the loss of friends and foes alike still unsettled him. So much death... it was weird knowing he was one of the only survivors of not just Airclan, but the other three clans as well. Twelve. Of the four great clans, only twelve remained. Foxleap's pelt bristled at the thought. Why did Starclan let it happen? Why had they not gotten any warnings? Had they all done something so bad to be punished this way? Anger slowly crawled it's way in, causing Foxleap to sink his claws into the moss below. Once he noticed what he was doing, he retracted his claws and took in a long breath. Foxleap wouldn't allow himself go there now. He needed to be around the others, being left to his own thoughts led him down dark paths he didn't wish to go down. He still hadn't gotten over his grief, and he knew it. Anytime he thought he was getting better anger would spring up once again, leaving him in an almost hopeless, endless loop of self torture. The tom shook his head, as if the action would rid his brain of the thoughts that tried to overtake him. At the sound of a small rumbling noise, Foxleap's hazel eyes shot upward before realizing the noise was coming from his own stomach and not the thunder outside. A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth, amused by his own mistake. Yes, food. Good. I should go get some food. The tip of his tail twitched before starting to make his way out of the burrow, dreading coming out into the rain.

Foxleap heisted just before going out into the rain, then with a grimace he sprinted out the burrow. In is rush to be out of the rain Foxleap grew careless and nearly slipped in the mud, only catching himself just before crashing into the ground. He let lose a string of curses as he forced himself to slow down. The last thing he needed was to be both soaked and covered in mud. When he was about a foxlength from the den the russet colored tom slowed his pace to brisk walk. With his pelt now thoroughly soaked, he finally made it to the den. the first cat he spotted was Mintblossom, a she-cat belonging to Fireclan before the downfall. His eyes then then fixed on two other shapes in the den, two of the Waterclan cats, Sweetbreeze and Palefeather. A sudden rush of embarrassment washed over him, three pretty she-cats all to witness him looking like a half drowned squirrel. Lovely. Trying not to let the thoughts get to him, Foxleap lifted his head a little higher and greeted them with a bright smile, his eyes lighting up a little. "Mornin' ladies. Would you three mind if I joined you in grabbing a bite to eat?" He spoke in a light hearted manner,taking a seat a few rabbitlengths from the den's opening. He would have shaken his pelt, but didn't want to send droplets flying everywhere. His eyes flicked over to Sweetbreeze, noticing that she-cat seemed worried about her friend. Unsure of what to do he began to groom his pelt, gaze lingering on on the two Waterclan cats. Shifting his eyes more towards Sweetbreeze, he shoot her a curious, worried look as if to ask if everything was alright. He still hadn't gotten very close to everyone yet, but was willing to help out if he could.

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Sweetbreeze studied Paleheather her icy blue gaze never leaving the molly. She wondered what the problem was even though she probably already knew. Was the clans destruction that hard on Paleheather? Was the molly really that hurt? Her ears flicked as she watched her. Why StarClan why had this happened? Her gaze caught movement, and she turned her gaze away from Paleheather for a moment. There. It was Mintblossom. She watched the tabby for a moment her tail twitching. She then gave her a slight nod. "Hello Mintblossom. Nothing much." she said with a small smile. She then turned her gaze back to Paleheather and her smile vanished. The molly still had not answered her question. Her friend must be taking the loss of the clans harder than she'd realized. Just then her eyes caught movement once again. She thought it was just Mintblossom moving around, but then she saw the russet pelt. She turned once again and saw the tom Foxleap. Her ears twitched as she watched the tom for a moment. She then turned her gaze back to Paleheather. She wondered if there was anything she could do to help the molly. Could she tell her everything was going to be okay? She didn't know if that was going to be true. Since almost, all the cats from their clan we're gone...Her ears twitched when she heard the tom Foxleap speak. Keeping her gaze on the molly for a moment longer she turned to the tom. "Good morning Foxleap. Help yourself." she said giving him a small smile since she had done the same for Mintblossom. She tried to be polite to the rest of the cats even though she didn't know them very well. She then turned back to Paleheather her gaze looking the molly up and down. She was absently aware of the tom watching her. Her gaze flickered to the tom and saw his curious but worried look. She flashed him another smile trying to say everything would be alright. At least she hoped so. She then turned back to her friend and pawed her. "Paleheater what's the matter? You don't seem like yourself. Is there something wrong?" she asked in a hushed voice.

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𝒫𝒶𝓁𝑒𝐻𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇

two ∙ fae ∙ cancer
tagged; x
mentions; sweetbreeze,
foxleap
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PaleHeathers small ears twitched, flattening against her skull..

What was that.....

She took a large step back towards the wall of the cave as the sound of pawsteps were close.. the fae was surprisingly small but had done well in size thanks to her longhaired coat.. but the rain had flattened her fur to her skin, making her look like a multicolored waterlogged rat.. Her long whiskers twitched in anticipation as the fae stood over her half-eaten meal, blood splotched around her maw as she licked her teeth, anxious as the paw-steps quickened towards the entrance of the den.. The fae held her breath, her ribbon-like tail clung close to her side but still spiked up with the majority of her pelt.. She swallowed hard as her grey eyes gleamed with anxiety, watching the enterance of the den.. Her head lowered as the cat neared closer and closer to the den, the rain too heavy to see the markings until the cat slowly poked her head into the den..

SweetBreeze... The fae breathed, letting out a long sigh if relief, letting her body relax again.. Goodness dear you startled me.. PaleHeather whispered, giving her dear friend a sweet smile before nodding at her, I hardly even knew you were awake.. Otherwise I would have had you fetch my meal like most mornings.. she said with a gentle chuff, her fur slowly flattening back down to its normal small state against her dampened skin.. Her ears twitched once SweetBreeze asked her what was wrong.. The fae simply looked towards her friend and gave her a soft smile, her eyes slightly sad as she looked towards her..
Dont you worry about me dear.. My mind just wont calm.. PaleHeather spoke, looking down at her paws as her tail curled around them..

This whole event was hard on all of them.. It was only a few weeks ago that PaleHeather, Sweetbreeze and the others were all watching their clan crumble beneath them.. Cats of every aspect of their life had simply fallen.. Their parents, their kin, their friends, their leaders.. Everyone around them had fallen.. there was so much grieving that it felt like there wasent enough time in a lifetime to grieve for the amount of loss they all had endured.. And now in a blink of an eye, they had to gather together and form this new clan with cats whom they had never known..

PaleHeathers eyes shot up as the small optimistic cat Lillith adoringly called; "Sagittarius", had come into the fresh-kill den.. Happy energy radiating off from her like a kitten on its first day of apprenticeship.. It seemed as if grief never touched the FireClan member... It was almost admirable to the grief struck fae, smiling slightly as the icon of happiness showed her face into the den.. She had not known any of the cats long but the knew that MintBlossom had been one of the most optimistic of them...
But PaleHeathers eyes did not settle on the smaller female.. Her focus was more on the other visiter.. The russet colored somali cat.
As he entered in, his longer fur seemed just as messy as hers.. She had heard this male, His name was Foxleap but Lillith had called him. "Libra".. The tom was pretty charismatic from what the fae had gathered before.. but she knew little else about the male just like the majority of the other clan cats.
Before now, Sweetbreeze usually had went to fetch her meals in the mornings or evenings to spare the anxious fae the trip of greeting everyone.. but the Cancer had observed most of the things she knew about the others from the comfort of the Waterclan cave, her presence almost an anomaly.
Her greyed eyes looked the tom up and down, trying to read the happy male..
Hello.. She whispered to the two, bobbing her head respectfully to the both of them.

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Lionheart - Leo - Tom - Straight - 30 Moons - Orange Tabby - Scent is Mainly Squirrels - Fireclan - No Relationships - Tags: Open

Lionheart's ear twitched as he began to slowly wake up, not being a morning cat. He slowly got up, one paw at a time and soon was on all fours. He looked around and noticed the other cats were around. He sighed and looked around the den, taking note of his surroundings. He felt his stomach rumble, then looked up once again. Soon he walked forward and began to walk a bit into the forest, wanting to catch some delicious prey for himself and of course his friends. He felt his tail twitch nervously, thinking about the future and about his destiny. What was he meant to be? What was his purpose?
(If this isn't enough words, tell me ;3)