Ƭ ι м в ɛ я Ɔ ℓ α и .|. ACCEPTING

[mango sherbet]

S U N C L A W
"I just want to be l o v e d for who I a m."

|| She-cat | Thirteen moons | Warrior | Picture ||
|| ---- | In camp | With Littlehawk ||

Sunclaw took a deep breath, then all her restrained words seemed to pour out in a rush, with no tact at all. "Littlehawk, I know. About Morningdove and Moonshade. I know you're my half brother. I know that Morningdove lied all our lives, and Moonshade too. Morningdove is dead. She was killed by rogues, and Moonshade was lucky to survive. I don't know what will happen now. I don't know whether we should tell the Clan. Maybe it's best kept a secret after all. Foxchaser doesn't know. I don't want to tell him." she took another breath, and buried her head in her paws.

[ѕнαdy]

✪ ˩ ι т т ℓ ɛ н α ω κ ✪

• 36 мσσиƨ • Ɯαяяισя • αρρяɛитιcɛ: И/Δ • ♂ •

❝Ħι∂ιиɢ ιи тнɛ Ƨнα∂σωƨ ρяσʌɛƨ иσтнιиɢ❞


He started listening to her, realizing she knew and figuring it was for the best. His eyes went empty when too words were used in a sentence. Morningdove. Dead. It was too hard to grasp that the she-cat who had raised him was gone now, and honestly, he didn't want to let go. Everything else she said faded away in a whisper and tangle of voices. Memories flashed back, things his mother had done for him. It went so slow, yet so fast. Nothing could help him now, no one was there for him.

[mango sherbet]

S U N C L A W
"I just want to be l o v e d for who I a m."

|| She-cat | Thirteen moons | Warrior | Picture ||
|| ---- | In camp | With Littlehawk ||

Sunclaw pressed against Littlehawk, registering for the first time that they were kin. She too felt weak at the thought of what this moment would have felt like if Morningdove had not died. She and Foxchaser would no doubt be happy to have even more family, after the initial shock had passed. Moonshade would be relieved of her burden. They would all be so much happier, Sunclaw thought. Anger shook her heart as she thought of how StarClan had let Morningdove die. It had disrupted her life more than anything else. Her real mother dead, her fake one injured. Her new brother upset. Foxchaser obliviously happy. Nothing would- could- ever be the same again.

[TheCryingWolf]

Ɯ ι ƨ ɛ н ɛ α я т
-|She-cat|-|Warrior|-|Crushless|-|Apprentice: Tigerstripe, sort of|-|Location: Medicine Cat Den|-|Mood: Sad and sorry|-|Action: Taking care of Tigerstripe|-

"If you don't try, how do you expect to learn?"

She over heard Sunclaw and Littlehawk, not trying to hear, and sadness gripped her heart. Although, the only part she heard was that Morningdove had died. She turned to look at Littlehawk, completely forgetting about Tigerstripe for a moment, and frowned. She wondered if she should try to comfort the tom. They didn't exactly get off on the right paw earlier, but she still felt sorry for him. Should she comfort him? What if he doesn't accept her comfort or what if he gets angry at her for eavesdropping on their conversation a little bit. Her ears went down as she thought of what to do or say.

[ѕнαdy]

✪ ˩ ι т т ℓ ɛ н α ω κ ✪

• 36 мσσиƨ • Ɯαяяισя • αρρяɛитιcɛ: И/Δ • ♂ •

❝Ħι∂ιиɢ ιи тнɛ Ƨнα∂σωƨ ρяσʌɛƨ иσтнιиɢ❞


A low sigh came from the tom as he felt the nudge from his sibling. His eyes opened, and everything became real. "Where's her body?" He asked, the main concern still being his mother. It wasn't his sister or brother, or anyone else by that matter. No, all that mattered now was Morningdove.

[mango sherbet]

S U N C L A W
"I just want to be l o v e d for who I a m."

|| She-cat | Thirteen moons | Warrior | Picture ||
|| ---- | In camp | With Littlehawk ||

Sunclaw frowned. "I really don't know. I think it's still back by the stream." she felt indecent for not have taken it back. "I can take you there, if you like." She hoped he wouldn't push her away, she'd been upset enough today.

[darĸнowl]

S U N C L A W
"I just want to be l o v e d for who I a m."

|| She-cat | Thirteen moons | Warrior | Picture ||
|| Scared | In camp | With Sprucepaw ||

Sunclaw relaxed at Deathrage's words. The calico warrior swept past the tom, not speaking to him, and entered the medicine den. "Oh, Moonshade..." she sighed at the sight of her foster mother. "Are you alright?" She crouched at Moonshade's side.

F O X C H A S E R
"Outside camp, the f o x e s roam, guardians of the clan's s e c r e t s."

|| Tom | Thirteen moons | Warrior | Picture ||
|| Happy | In camp | --- ||

Foxchaser whipped around just in time to see Sunclaw's tail disappearing into the medicine den. "Sunclaw!" He called, slipping in after her. He was shocked to see Moonshade lying on the ground. "Moonshade!Are you okay? Did something happen?" Sunclaw opened her mouth as if to say something, but quickly closed it again, looking to Moonshade.

.: M O O N S H A D E :.

Moonshade opened her eyes. SHe stopped crying the moment Deathrage had spoken to her. SHe took in a painful breath the moment she smelled Sunclaw's familiar fear scent. She couldn't help but purr loudly at the sight of her and her brother in front of her. She then frowned at the look on Foxchaser's face. "Ah... A little skirmish along the stream. SOme unwanted visitors," she meowed quietly, not really able to speak loudly anyway. She blinked slowly and she practically melted. She remembered him as a tiny kit being handed over to her. He was so beautiful. They both were. I only wished they were mine. But they weren't. And their biological mother had died trying to save Moonshade. She sighed softly and tried smiling again. "But I'm still here. Now come closer, I haven't seen you in days, Foxchaser!" She licked his cheek affectionately and as she raised her head to do so, she looked at Sunclaw with a side glance. She only hoped the calico she-cat understood that the mysterious dark grey tabby was actually asking permission to tell him or not and wait a few days.

[Silvene]

((Oh good to know lol))
((What should I do with Desertbloom now? xD))

... s p i d e r s t a r ...

[ Say what you want to say... ]

Spiderstar pricked his ears when a familiar voice called his name. Applesong. Its too soon! he wasnt an expert on kits, but he knew this timing was wrong. Judging by the panic in his mate's voice he knew she wasnt calling for just anything. He bolted to the crowded nursery, passing Shadepelt's kits and nearly tripping over Flickerkit as she stomped out herself. He weaved through the entrance and crouched beside Applesong. "Im here," he breathed.

... w o l f p e l t ...

[ As if deserting me wasn't enough... ]

"Sure, that sounds nice," he answered, standing and stretching stiffly. "I can hardly remember the last time I left this blasted den." He ducked outside dragging his heavy paws and yawned.

Applesong

Applesong watched in relief as her mate came to her. "Spiderstar" She mewed, breathing heavily. "The kits" Was all she managed to say. Already exhausted, Applesong looked blankly forward. Letting her mate's scent calm her. She already expected this be a hard kitting, even harder than her one with Flickerkit. There was one thing she was deadly afraid of. Applesong just couldn't bear to see one of the kit die before their chance at life. She didn't want any of them to end up like Lightkit. Applesong closed her eyes, as her body naturally worked to get the first get out.

[Tamagod.]

((So, um. I-Is Duckpond needed right now? If so, sorry for making him unreliably not there))

:: D U C K P O N D ::
:: QUACK QUACK QUACK QUACK QUACK QUACK ::

:: SEVENTY MOONS ::
:: RELAXED ::
:: M E D I C I N E C A T ::
:: HOPEFUL ::
:: QUACK ::

Duckpond had left earlier to gather some new herbs- having run through his earlier stock only to find that some of it was lacking. Thinking about how his day been thus far- the medicine cat decided it would be okay to gather some more. So he had left for a bit, perfectly oblivious to the growing commotion of the outside world.

Which is why, Duckpond became confused upon returning to his medicine den, now a bit more crowded. Gulping and fearing the worst, he dashed over. "Has something happened that I'm too late for, Quack?" he asked rather urgently, the new leaves still in his mouth. He spat them to the ground and came closer. He was fearing the ultimate worse- and hoped to Starclan above that he would make it in time.[b]

((Ahh, what did I miss and what should Duckpond do?))

[spicy]

|| Deathrage ||

Deathrage watched as Moonshade's kits came up, and thought sadly, She doen't even like me more than another clanmate, and she's already had a mate, why would she like me? I'm a one eyed monster! He sighed, looking at Moonshade's wounded body, scanning it over, he felt sympathy for her. He would kill any intruder! Aspecailly the ones that hurt her. He looked at her kits, and frowned. Suprised by Duckponds apperance, "Yes! Moonshade was injured by rouges! She needs emergency help!" Deathrage pipped.