Recent content by Cricketchirp

⋆ ｡° ✩ The more the siblings grow, the further their voices shift from an imitation of their parents. Cricketchirp is keenly aware of the way his own voice drifts, the faint hints of his father's accent slipping like water though his whiskers, making way for something new. A chittering sort of...

⋆ ｡° ✩ 　Cricketchirp. Cricketchirp. They repeat it over and over again in their head, trying to make it sound right. They can't help but wonder - what might their name have been, had it not been stolen from their paws? Starlightsky, Starlighteyes, Starlightglow... They huff a soft laugh to...

⋆ ｡° ✩ 　Cricketchirp keeps their head high, leading the patrol in a march. This is what they have always been meant for. This leadership, this power. It is his birthright, written in the words of the stars themselves. It is what the humming melody of stardust in his veins draws him towards...

⋆ ｡° ✩ 　The clan has truly fallen apart in his fathers' wake. A false, star-damned leader who let Smokestar die in that gorge, a demise terribly unbefitting a cat so blessed. She speaks with a throat full of feathers, scars traced like wings across her neck. Plagued by twolegs, working with and...

⋆ ｡° ✩ 　As long as Cricketchirp keeps moving, they don't have to think. They tag along on the patrol with the ease of routine, dullinv the thrumming nerves that have never seemed to leave them lately. Their mind is carefully blank. Patrolling without their mentor should be a sign of prowess as a...

⋆ ｡° ✩ 　There is something distant in Cricketpaw's eyes as he meets the leader. Something almost cold. They are being picked off one by one; it seems that every day another cat vanishes. He cannot help but ascribe meaning to it, looking upon the wispy silhouette of Lichenstar. Smokestar gave...

⋆ ｡° ✩ 　Cricketpaw keeps to the shallows of the shore - shamefully, but he does not show it. Waves lap gently at the apprentice's ankles a welcome respite from the sun that beats down upon his dark pelt. His eyes are shut, willing quiet the humming of nerves, but his ears remain pricked. His...

⋆ ｡° ✩ 　Tragedy floods through RiverClan at a choking pace, and it is all Cricketpaw can do not to drown. He is hardly afforded time to mourn the loss of his guiding light before the disappearances begin piling up - and another family member is gone. They did not know Riverpaw well. They do not...

⋆ ｡° ✩ 　Cricketpaw's nose wrinkles as the earthen scent reaches his maw, bitter and wrong in the way that only twolegs things knew how to be. It seemed that every day they stumbled upon some knew bit of discarded junk, each stranger than the last. He'd never thought much of the beasts before...

⋆ ｡° ✩ 　The rattling sound of a crash leaves Cricketpaw's ears ringing, reverberating through all that they are. Their eyes turn skyward - do the stars speak their displeasure so loudly? No clouds cover the moon, and yet how strange that thunder should ring nonetheless. It sets them on edge...

⋆ ｡° ✩ 　He's out on a night patrol - his favorite, of course. It's far easier on his eyes and his head, and the peace brought by wandering beneath the stars cannit be understated. Normally, Cricketpaw would enjoy such a thing more, but the lingering stink of twolegs has her on edge. She keeps...

⋆ ｡° ✩ 　He's gathered a little pile of oddities, all the nasty things that have been floating through the river. Cricketpaw hates to sully his paws by even touching the things, yet curiosity burns too bright to resist. As much as she detests the twolegs, as much as they disgust her, the least...

⋆ ｡° ✩ 　Cricketpaw finds themself distracted from their own hunting by the distress of another. He is drawn to the strange catch with an intensity like a moth to a flame, brisk strides bringing him close enough to peer at the bleeding fish. A tapered muzzle presses close to the fish, nose...

⋆ ｡° ✩ 　Cricketpaw knows where their weakness lies - Swimming. They have been avoiding it like a sickness unto death. Cowardly behavior, wholly unbefitting of such a leader's child. The river runs in their blood, and their blood in the river. Leafbare thaw means there is no longer any excuse -...