Recent content by Drizzlepelt

Inquisitive eyes watch as members of Drizzlepelt’s clan examine the oddly colored eggs. He was by his lonesome for only so long, but he swears he can recognize seeing something like this before… it slips his mind before he can think much further, however. His life before joining SkyClan gets...

Another gathering that Drizzlepelt is attending… sometimes it feels like he goes every moon. Not that he minds, as it makes him happy to know that he’s a respected warrior. Though he really only talks to Mosspool when he comes, this time might actually be different. This is Beetleback’s first...

When Hollywhisper approaches him, Drizzlepelt gives the tom a warm smile. While they haven’t had much time to interact really, of course the other was someone the blue tabby would love to know. He is related to Duskpool, after all. It’s not that hard for him to notice some similarities, the way...

The reasons for Drizzlepelt going back to camp momentarily are nothing too crazy, leaving Beetleback to continue to scale the bark of one of their trees as they delver some of their catches. With Newleaf about to arrive, the amount of prey they’ve managed to find so far has been plentiful, and...

Though it feels like things are finally dying down, Drizzlepelt doesn’t want to take his chances. He knows how bad it is to let his paranoia fuel him, but this time it feels warranted. He’s only had so much time to train Orchidpaw too, and he hasn’t done much in the way of combat. He’s certain...

Drizzlepelt listens dutifully as patrols are given out. It’s easy to see Twitchbolt’s nervousness, but even then he’s proud of the new deputy. He’s fairly certain that if he was the one handing out patrols, he would get so much anxiety and pass out. Maybe it’s a good thing he isn’t that...

Being alert to all that’s happening around the clan seems to be Drizzlepelt’s main character trait, at this point. It was a learned skill, when he was surviving by himself in Twolegplace. Even if he’s more safe here, in his new home, his ears are always reaching out to make sure there’s nothing...

Drizzlepelt didn’t say anything as Orangeblossom left, too timid to raise his voice when the small spat happened. Speaking over Slate or Dawnglare felt like an uphill battle he wasn’t gonna win. He just waited anxiously for her return, praying that WindClan wasn’t lying when they said there...

Drizzlepelt looks down, realizing how silly his question actually was. Of course, he has to be. That’s the entire point of Fireflypaw being a medicine cat. But it’s not like he asked to have this life… he wonders briefly if the seal point ever regrets how his future turned out. But that’s not...

It takes Drizzlepelt awhile to reach out. It took him equally as long to think of what he could even say. Blazestar’s death is the biggest tragedy he has faced thus far, and will always be up there. He didn’t even feel this sad when his mother finally said that she had enough of him. Pebble…his...

Drizzlepelt was on patrol with @Orchidpaw! when he heard the commotion coming from the RiverClan side of their boarders, and it doesn’t take him a second thought before he corrals his apprentice and heads that way. He doubts it, but part of him worries that it’s an actual spat that would need to...

Drizzlepelt’s crying stops briefly as Fireflypaw identifies him almost immediately- it shouldn’t shock him, as he needs to rely on smell more, but it still hits him. Briefly, it makes him feel…noteworthy. Like his life here isn’t a fluke, and all the pain was worth it. Fireflypaw might not be...

What could he even say? It’s a question that keeps plaguing Drizzlepelt’s mind as he worries for everyone in the clan. Everyone is grieving Blazestar in their own way, but other than Bobbie, one cat comes to his mind. Fireflypaw… There’s only so much he’s seen of the apprentice lately, and he...

Drizzlepelt’s eyes droop more at Honeysplash’s admission of how ostracized she feels, but at least she’s being positive about it. He’s not sure he would be able to do the same if he was in her position. He wasn’t attached to his life before now, but suddenly being dragged away against his will...

For once, his anxiety is well earned. What was just a standard patrol quickly turns into something much, much worse. Drizzlepelt is in shock at the sudden change in his world- what the hell is he even looking at? The viscera is beyond his comprehension. When it does hit him however, it hits...