People, humans, fleeing. Siren knew the city was failing. The walls echo with the starvation of the streets. Now though, ships sailing through the sky to flee. It was surreal. Siren, now a grown molly, watching the place shred itself apart while she sits on the mountains she always thought were too far away as a tom-kit. Kesterelstar rests a wing, uncanny a cat can have those, on her back. "You can do this."
Dartstrike knew this was a possibility, that's why he took his kits with him. Madoka appeared in camp. Her Two-legs left. If her kits were accepted why shouldn't she be. It was a careful calculation. Cloverstar is forgiving.
-Dartstrike's mate, Madoka, joined the clan.
Drypaw remembers looking down over the edge of the world. He's imagined what it's like to fall. That being said he can say almost being swept over a cliffside is too close for comfort. At least Boragepaw and Basilpaw pull him back up onto solid group.
-Drypaw is almost taken out by an avalanche but is saved by Basilpaw and Boragepaw
10 moons ago two siblings had a vision of the sun disappearing in the middle of the desert. This led to Raccoonpaw and Shrubpaw to officially leave their dead dad's clan and join Cliffclan. Now watching the sun being blot out by Two-leg monsters, they talk about it.
"Raccoon, how will we fix this? How do we stop the sun disappearing forever?"
And Raccoon has no answer.
-Raccoonmoss and Shrubstalk about about a vision
Madoka was exasperated. Play fighting was never supposed to be rough enough to bruise but the moment you have FUCKING SUPER POWERED CHILDREN- Ough. She was so peeved. Not her kits. No. At whoever thought to curse her handsome, handsome mate with powers. And whatever higher being thought it was a good idea to make is generational. Palekit was bruised but Silverkit was perfectly fine... Madoka is concerned this will be a pattern. Her kits doing something stupid because they have powers. Fuck the stars Dartstrike loves for cursing them.
-Palekit is bruised
"Wisteriashade, do you think I can become a warrior?" "Uh, yeah of course?" She was taken a back. Huskpaw was perfectly healthy, ignoring the internal stuff. He spoke again, "I started feeling... Lesser." Insecurity. That's something new. "Huskpaw you're not lesser. You just struggle to feel your emotions. You're actually handling it really maturely compared to other cats." "Oh?" "Yeah. Like you don't know how to be kind. There's the whole empathy thing but you aren't cruel. You don't hurt others because you can't feel that hurt. You still help others. I fully believe you'll become a warrior. I don't think your name is going to be good though." They both take time making guesses and laughing about it.
-Wisteriashade reassures Huskpaw about being a warrior
On their way to Caveclan's meeting, Gambler presses himself against Scorchstripe.
Huskpaw was stuck with a trio of rowdy, older apprentices who bossed each other around more than him, the one cat they could boss around. Bad mix when there was a badger. It was slow, thanks to the fact it's fore limbs were wings, but it was still deadly. Boragepaw had the sense to run when she could. Basilpaw was still hootin and hollarin even though the badger was more focused on the idiot who threw sand at it. To be fair no one was expecting Drypaw's secondary powers to suddenly kick in. (Harenkinesis, but they were cats didn't really have fancy names for that shit). The pissed off badger lunged forward, probably to bite Drypaw but the cliffside gave out to sand right below it's hind legs. It fell, not to it's death but to a shallow pit it could probably climb itself out of. Basilpaw gawked, "Dude you never told me you could do that!"
-Drypaw fought a badger and won
It is a bit shameful when an apprentice suffers because it took too long for their leader to find a name. That being said Cloverstar hoped she avoided that in her own children. Basilpaw's ear started growing out more, turning greener. She named her children and Drydust the evening after the badger encounter without warning. The feast was unfortunately mediocre, should've been seen as an omen. The moon started reappearing in the sky as a claw when Basilear's ear finally fell off. It seems as if a sprig of basil replaced its location but not its function.
-Drydust, Basilear, and Boragebloom became warriors. Basilear has partial hearing loss.
Cloverstar frowned as Ginerpaw and Reedwade returned soaked. It was a bit too cold to start swimming lessons again. "Hey be sure to warm up in a den. We don't need anyone catching a cold." Gingerpaw only purred, "Ok!"
-Gingerpaw became a more skilled swimmer
Cloverstar went out alone. Caveclan hasn't been marking their borders was thoroughly and she was worried something happened. Kesterelstar wasn't too stable last she saw of him... Oh! There was an old cat by the border. She hurried over, "Are you ok sir?" "Huh? Who are you?" The old cat was immediately on edge, he didn't smell of any clan. "I'm Cloverstar of Cliffclan. You?" "Foggy... I'm from the city." "Oh..." "You already know," He mumbled, "I'm not going to survive out here long." "Cliffclan would love to take you in. I'm their leader!" "... That's kinder than another cat has ever been too me... I'm too elderly to contribute." "You wouldn't need to hunt." "Hmmm," The old cat suspiciously side eyed Cloverstar, "I won't do that... But I would like to be buried if you do find my body." "We can arrange for that. Be careful though, your on the border of Caveclan territory and they've been hostile lately. You can hunt as much as you need to on Cliffclan territory but Caveclan might hurt you over prey." "I've been hurt over less," Foggy muttered and kept moving on. Cloverstar couldn't help but feel pity.
-The clan met Foggy.
"Where would I go when I died?" It just came out of Gambler when he was helping Scorchstripe gather herbs. "Starclan," Scorchstripe said. It was where all clan cats went anyways. "They'd let me there?" "Of course, I'd fight them all if they didn't!" Scorch pressed himself against his crush's side.