' ⊰ ✧ ── they come at night(warriors)(closed, not accepting)

[believe-hwu]

𝐄 𝐀 𝐆 𝐋 𝐄 𝐒 𝐓 𝐎 𝐑 𝐌 ! !
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xx[29 moons] [deputy] [she-cat] [mentors; n/a] [interest; pickerelheart] [location; camp] [mood; confused]
xxx[tags; commotion in camp, open]
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She had always been a light sleeper, it helped immensely for the sake of the clan, but sometimes it was just a pain to deal with. The brown tabby hadn't awake for long when she'd began to hear a voice from someone that she had thought was gone. Her ears were perked, and she was wide awake now. Well, it couldn't be, he was gone. But now she was hearing him? Had she eaten something off? But she wanted to stay awake now, keeping an eye out, as she had been assuming that she was hearing things, but it was just in case her hearing wasn't wrong. Seeing the leader himself bolt out of his den, she couldn't help but follow, unaware that she had stepped on her brother's tail quite harshly on her way out. She hadn't been the only one to hear it after all, only to have chills run down her spine when she could see exactly who was there. Stopping in her tracks as she was next to her leader, she couldn't help but look the warrior up and down. "It just doesn't make any sense." She murmured, unsure of how this would even happen.

𝐋 𝐈 𝐎 𝐍 𝐖 𝐀 𝐓 𝐂 𝐇 𝐄 𝐑 ! !
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xx[29 moons] [warrior] [tom] [mentors; thunderpaw] [interest; greydove] [location; camp] [mood; content/tired]
xxx[tags; eaglestorm, open]
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The warrior was currently asleep, having a dreamless sleep like usual. He'd had a bit of trouble simply falling asleep at a regular time, and had accidentally slept in a bit later, but he hoped that he would wake before his apprentice. Though his contentment as he slept didn't last long as his tail was rudely stepped on, causing him to wake almost immediately to see his sister rushing out of the den. Leave it to my sister to wake me up. She always does somehow. He thought, but calmly followed out of the den after her, wondering what exactly would make her rush out like that.

[nuffquaa]

❃ ᖴᖇOGᑭᗩᗯ ______________________________________________

briarclan apprentice || she-cat || eight moons || location camp || tags camp commotion, open

the tortoiseshell apprentice's eyes fluttered open as the nest beside her stirred. blinking groggily, she stared at the scene, her eyes soon adjusting to the blurry shape of sandpaw. was it dawn already? the early morning light filtered through the cracks of the den, yet it didn't seem as bright as usual. with a tilt of her head, frogpaw glanced at sandpaw and opened her jaws to question him, but before she could, his tail vanished into the light. maybe he was just going out to stretch his paws? but frogpaw knew that wasn't a sandpaw thing. the tom loved sleeping in. her curiosity overwhelming, frogpaw heaved herself to her paws and extended her body into a long stretch. careful not to disturb her snoozing denmates, the young she-cat picked her way through the nests, her muzzle wrinkling with discontent. jeez, we need more room in here, she scoffed to herself as she pushed past the sleeping bodies.

as she neared the den entrance, mews came into earshot. frogpaw's ears perked up with curiosity, adding on to her suspicions. she leaped over the body of a sleeping apprentice before pushing her way into the clearing. she frantically searched the camp, wondering what could be so important. and when she saw it, she froze. there, standing in the middle of the camp surrounded by a few of frogpaw's campmates, was thornclaw. but wasn't he supposed to be dead? countless thoughts buzzed through frogpaw's brain as she bounded closer to the scene. "is that thornclaw?" she yelped instincively from her spot beside sandpaw, her hackles raised and her eyes wide with shock.

[robin★]

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≼tom≽ ≼9 moons≽ ≼location: camp clearing≽ ≼tags: commotion in camp≽
≼mentor: chervilleaf≽ ≼interested in: cricketpaw≽ ≼mentions: chervilleaf, thornclaw≽
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Pebblepaw has always been sort of a light sleeper. It's easy to startle the small tom out of even his deepest rests. This morning was no exception, with many cats speaking out openly in the clearing. As the medicine cat apprentice lifted his head up slowly from his bedding, he slowly rose up and stretched his legs with a loud yawn. However, he heard the confusion in everyone's voices rather quickly, and widened his eyes. Had something happened? Pebblepaw quickly padded out of the den and outright gasped, Thornclaw. He was standing there, no wounds, no pain, nothing! He glanced around to all of the other cats who had similar expressions and quickly turned back into the medicine cat den, nudging his mentor's sleeping body. "Chervilleaf, Chervilleaf, wake up! Wake up, something happened with Thornclaw, he's- I- You need to see this! He's here!" He whispered pawing at the cat in slumber. Pebblepaw couldn't even comprehend what was going on himself, he had seen Thornclaw's body, was this a message from Starclan themselves?

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≼molly≽ ≼8 moons≽ ≼location: camp clearing≽ ≼tags: commotion in camp≽
≼mentor: fogheart≽ ≼interested in: frogpaw≽ ≼mentions: frogpaw, sandpaw, thornclaw≽
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Spiderpaw's ear twitched as she slowly woke up, opening one eye to see her fellow apprentices standing at the den entrance. She exhaled sharply through her noise, not really knowing what was going on outside. "Why are you all standing there?" The molly grumbled, irritation in her voice as she slowly rose to her paws. She slowly made her way to the front of the den while stretching her back legs with each step, tail flicking back and forth before witnessing what everyone else was staring at. Thornclaw... was back. He was buried, how in Starclan is he back?! She glanced to Frogpaw and Sandpaw, ears flattening back in confusion. "He was gone, right?" She whispered to the pair, "I feel like I'm going crazy. Like this is a dream."

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[Emberwhisker]

[ ✦ ] ─ ＧＲＥＹＤＯＶＥ ! !
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greydove had gotten up early this morning to have a wonder around the clans territory, and just admire the beauty of their clan as well as clear her own little head. recently she had noticed how she had rather similar feelings for two certain cats, and though she tried to ignore her feelings, each day they grew stronger. she wasn't quite sure what she felt for one of them, as she was also her friend...well both cats were her friends. she sighed quietly to herself shaking her head to clear her mind and wondered back the place where she had buried her rabbit. such a scrawny little thing. they certainly were heading into leaf-fall, she just hoped the clan would be ok. as she headed back to camp she heard noises from within and realised the clan must be waking up, but once she pushed through the entrance her heart stopped at the sight of a familiar pelt. thornclaw? what? no? how? that not possible! she glanced around at the cats gathering in the clearing and spotted a familiar golden orangey pelt that made her heart flutter. she padded over to the tom "lionwatcher? what...whats going on?" she questioned quietly her voice a little shaky and her blue eyes wide with shock and concern.

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the smokey grey coloured apprentice had been enjoying a rather nice slumber, when her green eyes flickered open slowly to the sounds of cats talking in the gathering. she felt rather refreshed, despite being woken up a few times with complaints about her tail hitting the others. her heart began to race slightly as she realised she was one of the last apprentices left in the den. oh no! I hope briarpelt wont be mad with me! she scrambled out the den, careful not to tread on those still sleeping. blinking a few times to adjust to the shift in light she padded up to the other apprentices and turned to see what they were all looking at, what she saw made her blood run cold, and her body freeze. "thornclaw?" but we buried you?!

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much like most of the other warriors in the den he had been fast asleep but like lionwatcher had been woken up by eaglestorm padding out of the den, however she had not stepped on his tail, which he was thankful for. he watched at lionwatcher also padded out and frowned wondering why the deputy had rushed out of the den so quickly. thinking it strange he stretched quickly and padded outside, freezing immediately once out the den, as his amber eyes fell upon the tabby pelt of thornclaw. starclan this cant be real. im in a dream. I must be. he glanced around seeing that the gathered cats were just as confused and dazed as he was.

[Animals65]

Creamflower is eating a fish from the fresh-kill pile, savoring the delicious taste. She scans the clearing, seeing whose up and about this morning. Upon seeing Thornclaw walking around in camp, her jaw drops in awe, almost feeling flabbergasted. Thornclaw is alive?!? she thought. But how could he be alive when we found him dead? Cats cant come back to life after dying can they?

[deathlessly]

— ＤＡＲＫＲＡＩＮ ，

( 19 moons ) ( briarclan warrior ) ( where: warriors' den ; camp ) ( tags: commotion, blackspeck ) ( info )
darkrain was aroused from her nest by a sudden explosion of commotion just outside the warriors' den. most of the other warriors had already left, the she-cat realized after blinking open her blue orbs. those that hadn't were rushing outside. she got to her paws quickly, shaking out her cream-colored pelt and smoothing her whiskers and chest fur into place. great starclan, can they be any louder? the siamese thought with a roll of her eyes. what's got everyone up and twittering like a bunch of starlings?
indentdespite her slight irritation at being awoken so early from her slumber, darkrain couldn't deny her curiosity, and pushed her way out of the den after the others. nearly every cat was in the oasis briarclan had made its home in, standing around, gawking. the fluffy warrior weaved around the taller cats in her way in order to get a better view, and eventually her dark-masked face emerged from the crowd to see . . .
indentthornclaw?

indenther heart stopped at the sight of the warrior, whom briarclan had buried just the day before. she blinked her wide eyes, wondering if she was dreaming. but no, her clanmates saw the tom too. darkrain's blood ran cold, and she couldn't suppress a shiver. was this some ominous sign from starclan? what could the warrior's reappearance mean? how? how is this possible? it wasn't that darkrain wasn't pleased to see her clanmate alive, but . . . she, like everyone else, had seen thornclaw's lifeless body tumble into the grave they'd dug. and now he had arisen from the dead like nothing had ever happened. wolfstar and eaglestorm were talking to the tabby tom now; poor thornclaw looked just as bewildered as everyone else, not seeming to understand the magnitude of the situation at paw. darkrain gazed around momentarily, spotting blackspeck's dark mottled coat a little ways off, close to the camp's pond. the sleek siamese slid around her gathered clanmates until she reached her friend's side. no flirtatious comments or antics were on her mind today; there was only shock in her entrancing blue orbs. "blackspeck!" darkrain mewed, her voice anxious. although there really was no sense in asking the tabby what was happening──she doubted she knew either──she couldn't stop herself from posing the question: "what's going on? are you seeing what i'm seeing . . . ? thornclaw is alive!"

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( 32 moons ) ( briarclan warrior, mentor to sandpaw ) ( where: hunting in territory ; camp ) ( tags: commotion, open ) ( info )
silent as a looming shadow, the spotted tom stalked a mouse as it rummaged among the roots of a scrubby bush. his mottled pelt blended in perfectly with the sandy dunes and red canyon walls around him. his sleek body glided over the earth, and his calloused paws made no sound. pickerelheart's gray-blue eyes were narrowed in concentration and his muscles quivered with the thrill of the hunt. the mouse was clearly hoping to find a meal, much like the briarclan warrior. before it had the chance to flee, pickerelheart sprang forward, quickly pinning his prey and giving it a killing bite to the neck. he stared down at the catch, satisfied; although the seasons were shifting from green-leaf to leaf-fall, there was still plenty of plump fresh-kill practically begging to be caught and eaten.
indenthe licked a splash of blood off of his muzzle from the kill, then plucked the mouse up by its tail and padded back to where he'd left his other catch, a small dove, beneath some thorny vegetation. it felt as if he hadn't been out for long, yet he'd left a little bit before dawn to come clear his mind, and now the sun was rising. vibrant colors bled across the desert horizon, and pickerelheart knew that he should start heading back so that he and his apprentice, sandpaw, could get a good start on her training today. perhaps he and eaglestorm could share a bite before he left. just thinking about the brown tabby made his fur ripple with excitement and sudden warmth. if only he could read minds, and see if she felt the same way he did. pickerelheart doubted the strong, intimidating deputy would ever reciprocate his affections, yet he could only hope that his efforts wouldn't be in vain. getting to know eaglestorm better, and perhaps sharing prey as well as tongues, could be a start. he would invite her to join him when he returned. grabbing the dove and the mouse in his jaws, the bengal trotted back to the oasis at a swift pace, and upon bounding up a dune he heard the familiar roar of the waterfall briarclan had made its home by.

indentfrom his vantage point, pickerelheart could see a lot of his clanmates milling around under the shade of the trees, emerging from their dens to stand in the clearing. odd, the tomcat thought with a twitch of his tail. he rushed down the dune and towards the camp entrance, which was guarded by prickly bushes and trees. normally no one is up this early except for wolfstar and those going on patrol. what's happening?
indenthis questions were answered when he slipped into camp, and he had to stop himself from choking on the prey in his mouth upon seeing an achingly familiar tabby tom talking to wolfstar and eaglestorm. thornclaw? pickerelheart thought, blinking his large eyes multiple times, wondering if he was seeing things. this can't be . . . we buried him! the spotted warrior quickly bounded across camp to the fresh-kill pile, depositing his catches and then taking a seat in the shade of a ragged tree. he was stunned into silence.

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( 7 moons ) ( briarclan apprentice, mentored by sootwing ) ( where: app. den ; camp ) ( tags: commotion, open ) ( info )
"what's happening? move it, mouse-brains! let me see!" wasppaw yowled in annoyance, butting past her denmates to the ruckus outside the apprentices' den. her ginger, black-blotched tabby pelt was mussed up from her sleep and mad dash to exit the den. some of the other apprentices were already standing outside, ogling something at the center of the camp's clearing . . . thornclaw?

indentwasppaw stiffened in place just like the rest of them, and her fur began to rise. it felt as if ants were marching through her pelt, and she shivered. this is wrong, the young she-cat thought, gazing around at her clanmates, who seemed too stunned to say anything, either. wasppaw wasn't so pig-headed that she didn't understand the concepts of starclan and death. what does this mean? are our ancestors trying to tell us something? she inadvertently cast her pale green gaze to the sky, which was blooming with the colors of a rosy sunrise.

[Queen of flames]

Shadowface/ tom/ warrior/ open crush/ no apprentice/ tags: open

He was sitting near the hidden spot to the camp enjoying the morning when the cats started to walk to the clearing to see the supposed to be the dead warrior "hm...If that's really a Thornclaw then who did we bury then?" he meowed nobody in particular, mostly to himself not really caring if the others heard him or not.

Heatherlight/ she/ warrior/ open crush/ no apprentice/ tags: open

Yawning the cream tabby she got out of the warrior den just like anyone else seemed to do, not really feeling like going out, but she had a feeling that something was going to happen 'Thornclaw is alive? then...did we bury him alive?' she thought to shock about the thoughts to being buried alive.

Quickpaw/ tom/ apprentice/ open crush/ Sagetalon/ tags: Wasppaw

He was still sleeping at his nest when the yells and loud voices waked him up, they were so weird which waked his interest to go to look at what was going on in the camp. So he walked out of the den and sat down near the entrance to see the shocked cats, seeing then the warrior which was being supposed to be dead. He got closer to Wasppaw there "Great, now all the dead ones are coming back to life...I hope it only the recently dead ones...I am not sure if I could want to see our former clanmates which are already turned to bones to walk back to the camp" he meowed to his fellow den mate.

Wishpool/ she/ queen/ open crush / tags: open

She was being up for a while now, but stayed still so she could not wake her two still sleeping kits, but when she started to hear voices which seemed a little shocked and confused. She silently stood up and peeked out of the nursery, first she didn't see anything except her clan mates as a tight group, hearing someone calling Thornclaw's name few times, before she did see the fallen warrior as well 'what? Am I still sleeping?' she thought to close her eyes and shooked her head, but when she watched again the warrior was still there.

Wisperkit/ she /kit / open crush / tags: open

Still sleeping in the nursery...

Gingerkit/ tom /kit /open crush/ tags: open

Still sleeping in the nursery...

[carpe noctem.]

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( ranking : warrior )　　( gender : female )　　( age : thirty-moons )　　( tagged : falconswoop )　　


xxxxxxxxPaleblossom padded through the forest foliage, a small sparrow in her jaws. She had risen early that morning, and decided to make herself productive, considering she was already awake. Most would consider Paleblossom's morning venture to be successful, but for the overachieving molly, she felt slightly crestfallen by the fact she had only caught a single sparrow. She worked hard to be a talented hunter, and felt that she was slacking. Her dark, self-critisizing thoughts plagued her nearly each day, though as she neared the Briarclan camp, they slowly melted away, a feeling of confusion replacing them.

xxxxxxxxThe calico gripped the sparrow tightly as she entered camp, her body abruptly freezing, forepaws digging into the earth. "T-Thornclaw?" She mumbled, blinking rapidly as she tried to figure out what was happening. She kept frozen for a few more seconds before swiftly dropping the sparrow into the prey pile, her gaze never slipping from the presumed-dead warrior. After releasing the sparrow from her parted jaws, the warrior continued to walk forth, until her body collided with another. Her tiny figure likely only felt like a moderate shove to the feline, though Paleblossom couldn't help but already prepare to apologize. She looked up to the cat whom she had run into, quickly recognizing it to be a fellow warrior, Falconswoop.

xxxxxxxx"Goodness, I-I am so sorry, I got distracted by..." Paleblossom trailed off, once again staring in shock at Thornclaw. Giving her head a quick shake, she looked back to Falconswoop, still trying to understand what was happening, "This can't be real.. how is he.. alive?"

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( ranking : apprentice )　　( gender : male )　　( age : eleven moons )　　( tagged : open )　　


xxxxxxxxThe wirey-coated apprentice, Batpaw, laid asleep in the apprentice den, his already adult-sized body tucked tightly in a ball. His lanky body rippled with unease as he slept, the visible sign of a subconscious dream- or a nightmare of sorts. He wasn't a deep sleeper, per se, so when the camp began to erupt into chaos at the arrival of a thought-dead warrior, he was quick to stir. His sharp yellow eyes flickered open, his body quivering once more as he registered the movement of another nearby. It seemed others had been alerted to the confusion within the camp, and he lifted his head groggily to see who it was. He only noticed a few faces before a sinking feeling of fear dawned upon him as he saw the confusion on the faces of others. What's wrong? He thought, his mind still fuzzy from just waking up.

xxxxxxxxLifting himself up onto his large paws, the tom began to cautiously step around the still-sleeping bodies of other apprentices to the entrance of the apprentice dead, poking his head out, large ears craned forwards to listen at the rising conversations. His eyes widened as he stepped outside the den, his eyes landing on someone he thought had died. "Thornclaw?" He whispered to himself, his quiet voice soaked in pure confusion. How the hell was Thornclaw here, in camp? He.. he's dead!

[Emberwhisker]

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greydove had gotten up early this morning to have a wonder around the clans territory, and just admire the beauty of their clan as well as clear her own little head. recently she had noticed how she had rather similar feelings for two certain cats, and though she tried to ignore her feelings, each day they grew stronger. she wasn't quite sure what she felt for one of them, as she was also her friend...well both cats were her friends. she sighed quietly to herself shaking her head to clear her mind and wondered back the place where she had buried her rabbit. such a scrawny little thing. they certainly were heading into leaf-fall, she just hoped the clan would be ok. as she headed back to camp she heard noises from within and realised the clan must be waking up, but once she pushed through the entrance her heart stopped at the sight of a familiar pelt. thornclaw? what? no? how? that not possible! she glanced around at the cats gathering in the clearing and spotted a familiar golden orangey pelt that made her heart flutter. she padded over to the tom "lionwatcher? what...whats going on?" she questioned quietly her voice a little shaky and her blue eyes wide with shock and concern.

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the smokey grey coloured apprentice had been enjoying a rather nice slumber, when her green eyes flickered open slowly to the sounds of cats talking in the gathering. she felt rather refreshed, despite being woken up a few times with complaints about her tail hitting the others. her heart began to race slightly as she realised she was one of the last apprentices left in the den. oh no! I hope briarpelt wont be mad with me! she scrambled out the den, careful not to tread on those still sleeping. blinking a few times to adjust to the shift in light she padded up to the other apprentices and turned to see what they were all looking at, what she saw made her blood run cold, and her body freeze. "thornclaw?" but we buried you?!

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falconswoop shook his head slightly in disbelief, this was either a dream or he was going absolutely crazy....he hoped it wasn't the latter. how in starclan was thornclaw back? it just did not make sense. was this an omen? good or ill? he supposed they would find out later but...this was unnatural and it gave him ice cold shivers, normally dead cats stayed dead. he was shaken from this thoughts when he felt someone run into him, and saw it was paleblossom. he smiled at her apology, not blaming the she-cat for being distracted with what was going on, everyone was. despite the situation he chuckled a light chuckle to her apology before turning serious again "don't worry, I think we all are a little distracted....I was beginning to think this was a dream but the reactions of all clan tells me it isn't" he paused and considered her question "I believe thats the same question everyone has" he meowed concerned and glancing down at her before back at the undead cat in the camp.

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❝ ── BEETLEDUSK. warrior. 30 moons. male. no apprentice. others in camp, open
Beetledusk awoke rather early that morning, stretching his limbs as he let out a wide yawn. Swiping his tongue over his muzzle, he laid in his nest as he began to think the day over. Without an apprentice of his own, he had to find things for himself to do unless the deputy gave him something to do otherwise. Beetledusk's tail twitched as he let out a quiet breath, hoping today would go well. A lot had changed in such a short amount of time, with the clan losing their leader and a fellow warrior. Beetledusk couldn't believe Crowstar was gone, along with their fellow beloved warrior Thornclaw. The tom had only been buried a few days ago, but as always the clan managed to move on and continue to thrive. Apparently, the black tom had laid in his nest lost in thoughts for quite some time as he didn't come back to reality until after he heard a commotion outside. That was strange. What was going on. The tom quickly sprang to his paws, quickly stumbling out of his nest as he quickly scanned the camp. Everyone seemed to be nearby in a group. The air was full of tension and everyone seemed to have pure shock on their faces. What in the name of StarClan is going on? The tom thought to himself, as he began to push through the group of cats. What was everyone staring at? As he squeezed through the group, he occasionally heard muttered words such as 'he's supposed to be dead' or 'it can't be'. He was beginning to get frustrated with this and finally after passing by one last feline, his amber gaze grew wide and his pelt began to prickle. There. Right there in front of him stood no other than Thornclaw, as alive as ever. "T-Thornclaw?", the tom stuttered as he stared at the tom. How in StarClan's name was he alive? He died days ago and yet here he was. If anyone had told him this, he wouldn't have believed him but he was right there... He still wasn't sure if he believed it. "What is this? How is this happening? How are you here?!", the questions kept flowing out of the tom, he just couldn't understand it. This was all too much. The tom took a step back and shook his head as if doing so would change the fact that Thornclaw was there, but it didn't. Was this some sign from StarClan? If so, was it good or bad? So many questioned raced through the tom's mind, and he began to feel weak in his legs. Beetledusk sat down heavily, breathing in ragged breaths. How? Just how? It just couldn't be. It just couldn't be real! But there seemed to be no other explanation, it had to be. Didn't it?

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❝ ── BRIARPELT. warrior. 30 moons. female. mentors mosspaw. others in camp, open
Unknown to the tabby warrior, quite a commotion was going on back at camp. The tabby molly quietly stalked through the territory, hoping to catch some early morning prey. Doing so was such a thrill, hunting in the morning was always so energizing to her. Her whiskers twitched as she slowed and listened to her surroundings, her ears twitching upon hearing skittering in the undergrowth. She remained where she was for a few moments, tensing up as she prepared for what she hoped would be an easy kill. Stalking forward, her tail twitched once before she sprang into the undergrowth. She caught the thrush with ease, a quiet purr rumbling in her chest as she came up with it. The tabby had already managed to catch a mouse and another thrush as well and now believed it was best to head back home, no doubt her fellow clanmates would be awakening by now. So, Briarpelt began to head back to the camp trotting in a lively manner. However, as Briarpelt began to near the camp she began to sense a growing tension in the air even scent fear. What was going on? She quickened her pace, her pelt beginning to prickle with dread. Hopefully, nothing bad had happened the clan had experienced enough already with the loss of their leader Crowstar and then Thornclaw, a fellow warrior. Finally, the molly rounded a corner and padded into the camp glancing around before noticing everyone in a group. What in StarClan's name is going on? She thought to herself, as she stared at the group. She took a moment to head toward the fresh-kill pile, but didn't even have to bother setting it down as it dropped out of her jaws. There among the other cats stood Thornclaw, the same cat whom had passed a few days ago. She quickly rushed over, coming to a halt as she looked the tom over. He looked as good as ever, no signs of ever been being attacked. "Wh- What in StarClan's name? How are you alive-", she managed to stutter out, her amber eyes wide and full of question and fear.

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❝ ── CRICKETPAW. apprentice. 8 moons. male. mentored by wolfstar. others in camp, open
Cricketpaw awoke with a start as he heard the commotion outside the den. Ugh. He was late this morning, which probably meant he wouldn't have time to pull anything off nor would he get to sit around and listen to clan gossip either. The rather chubby tom slowly arose to his paws, letting out a breath as he stretched. He wondered what was going on and padded out of the den, still half asleep. "What's going on...?", he mumbled sleepily, before his gaze came upon the clan gathered around Thornclaw. What was so important about Thornclaw this morning? Thornclaw was- The tom's gaze widened and he was instantly completely awake. Thornclaw was supposed to be dead! Not supposed to be, but he was dead. Well, he was used to be since he was standing right over there. But. How? The tom blinked rapidly as if he was just seeing things and doing so would make Thornclaw go away, but it didn't help the tom remained standing right there. He quickly approached the group, his eyes wide as he gazed up at the tom carefully sticking a paw out and lightly brushing his pelt. He was real. He quickly sprang back as if he'd get bitten if he didn't, staring at the tom in shock. "Thornclaw?! How?!", he asked. He had so many questions, but nothing else was able to be said as every question dried up on his tongue and he remained silent.