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All cats old enough to catch their own prey, gather below Highrock for a clan meeting... Flycatcher is not there in person, but he settles himself to watch high above in the warm, lush forests of StarClan. The blue tom has always kept a passive watch on his former clan and the events that...

As was customary for the cats coming to receive their nine lives, a throng of StarClan cats comes to greet Flamewhisker and bestow one of her new lives. No doubt all those cats present were heartbreakingly familiar to Flamewhisker, and none more so than the blue warrior who steps forward first...

Flycatcher watches the scene below unfold in his once beloved home with a heavy heart. The topic of cats with uncertain blood in ThunderClan had always been a difficult one. Flycatcher knew it was a problem that would not just simply vanish. Never had he suspected, that this was how events would...

Flycatcher had always hoped one day he might see the daughters he and Flamewhisker had lost. Butterflykit and Lilykit, their sweet daughters whose chance at life was snuffed out before it had time to blossom. He had been delighted to see them both again, to see them as full as life as they...

@BIGFANG @COPPERFANG. @BLUESTRIDE tw: blood, death, mention of choking ThunderClan had dealt with more than its fair share of rogues over the moons. Not that the group of three knew anything about it. They were all young, cocky, and self-assured, eager to prove themselves against the cats of...

So much had changed in the last moon. The joy and excitement of his and Flamewhisker's new litter - along with the others in ThunderClan - were marred by fear and loss. It would take a while for the losses to heal and ThunderClan would certainly not forget the challenges they had faced anytime...

It was hard to believe the time had almost come for their second litter to be born. With every passing day, Flycatcher's excitement grew, keen to meet the new bundles of fur. He often wondered what they might look like, what their personalities might be like... Flycatcher was quietly dozing...

Flycatcher could remember a day many moons ago now when he had escorted a young Stormkit and Falconkit out into camp for the first time. How exciting a time it had been for them and him to be able to finally introduce them to ThunderClan properly. He could remember how eager they had been to get...

Flycatcher never imagined he would be sat here again, certainly not so soon after stepping down. But with Flamewhisker due to kit in the coming weeks and Howlingstar out of commission thanks to the wolves. He is surprised to see Smogmaw covering for Chilledstar again and wonders quietly to...

A sigh of relief parts his lips when Batwing is instructed to help him carry Stormfeather, and, at the request for help Leafhusk also comes to give aid. He is glad for all the cats who have come to lend their paws to the medicine cat and his injured charges. If not for those offering to help...

These wolves had been terrorising their territory for days now. Clanmates had died at the jaws of these beasts. It had only been a matter of time before they discovered ThunderClan's camp and wrought havoc here too. Still, it was a surprise when Flycatcher was actually disturbed from his slumber...

A part of him had known Firekit would have been a poor choice to name one of their kits, but he still could not help but suggest. "Alright, I'll admit it, that was not the best suggestion for a name," Flycatcher conceded with a small chuckle. "I would just love to really name one after you...

Flycatcher's eyes shimmer with tears as he broke the news of Acornwish's attack and death. Already it would have been painful telling his clanmates, but his heart damn near breaks at Chickadeepaw's words, her pleas and desperation for it all to not be true. "I'm sorry, Chickadeepaw, but its...

Flycathcer looked sympathetically at his fellow lead warrior, when Batwing gave a nod to him and calmed down. Flycatcher could not wholly fault him for his outburst. Perhaps had they not know of the wolf threat, he might have done the same. Unknowingly like Batwing, he also thinks of camp and...

"Batwing!" Flycatcher hissed urgently. The two warriors had come across the scene together, a piercing scream distracting them from their prior hunt and sending them in search of the source. The scene they had come across was a bloody mess - literally. There was no sign of a body but with a...