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The absence of the WindClan is deafening tonight. It wouldn’t be the first time WindClan hadn’t shown up for a gathering, but the scent of rogues—what some cats whispered to be DuskClan—was thick here. Mixed with the blood splattered in several locations in the clearing, Figfeather shifts...

Dawn crowned the horizon, the edges of it’s cusps poking out from behind the pine trees that towered across SkyClan’s territory. Figfeather is yet to assign patrols this morning but she’s risen early this morning in order to give her pelt a good grooming. She had been so exhausted the night...

Figfeather stalks through the forest, her pink nose twitching as she draws in the scents around her. A daylight warrior passed through here earlier this morning, a fox chased a mouse yesterday afternoon, all information that lingered in the air to be read by her nose; but they're not the scents...

Figfeather has decided to steal @budpaw from their mentor on the pretense that she wanted to see her progress in training. While it was partially true, Figfeather had alternative reasons for taking Budpaw out onto the territory right this moment. They needed to talk. Some would argue it was...

In her search for Butterflytuft, Figfeather mistakes the lavender whafting from Hexkit’s fur to be her sister’s scent. It’s evident with the confusion on her face that she had not expected for it to lead her to the upsidedown daylight kitten. ”You look like you could use some help.” She muses, a...

Figfeather had been helping the apprentices discard moss when she had first noticed Hexkit staring at something. She hadn’t cared enough to investigate, so after a quick glance she refocused on the task at paw. Now, she’s been done getting rid of old moss for awhile and is sorting through the...

It was newleaf, new love was bound to blossom. Figfeather has kept a watchful eye for any new cats lurking near the nursery, while also keeping watch on Howlfire in the distance, knowing full well that the Clan would soon have an abundance of kits. She knows young love is a possibility, too...

Golden fur shimmers in the gentle touch of the sun as the she-cat steps out from the shadows of the pine forest. Her maw parts to taste the air, inviting the scent of the river that mingles around her whiskers in. On the otherside of the riverbank, the reeds part for a RiverClan patrol. Their...

One injury heals then another walks into camp. Panic shrills and horrified yowls are common noises to Figfeather’s ears of twin orange. Her jaw hangs slightly agape as rounded eyes locate Eggbounce, the warrior’s pale fur stained with blood. Owlheart is sounding for Fawnpaw, for anyone, to help...

”Pixiedust! You’re up.” She meows as her eyes land on the daylight warrior in the crowd. ”You’re going to lead the patrol into ThunderClan tonight. Take Brightfire, Drowsynose, and Berrypaw too, if you would please.” She tries to find those three in the crowd, too. ”Let us know how ThunderClan...

Figfeather has little patience for kits, especially misbehaving ones. She just so happens to be lurking several pawsteps away as Lambkit asks why Chickbloom isn’t acting like a warrior after colliding with Billiepaw. In an instant, she’s on her paws and places a forelimb in front of Lambkit as...

Figfeather takes her place just beneath the thorn tree as Twitchstar yowls for the Clan to gather beneath him. Knowing very well what was coming of this meeting Figfeather cannot help but shuffle her paws in excitement. Fluffypaw, her sister’s daughter, would at long last be recieving her...

The rest of the Clan might be patient and willing to hold their tongues for the whole story to unravel, but Figfeather meets Florabreeze’s gaze accussingly. To not show up for a pawful of sunrises only to than reappear with what the entire Clan can assume to be kits of Kitestorm’s? Figfeather...

Her eyes lingers on Twitchstar as he wrestles with her for a solution to wiggle themselves out of this mess. Somewhere in the realm of possibilities was something that’d put them on top, they just had to find it somewhere in their heads. Figfeather is still digging through haystacks when...

Ducking past a low-hanging branch, Figfeather follows Twitchstar beneath the elderberry bush. Figfeather has conversed with her leader several times since becoming deputy, on a daily basis even, but this conversation will be different from any other they've had thus far. Instead of patrol...