Recent content by HARRIERSTRIPE

He doesn’t recognize the voice at first- it’s been so long. His mind is scrambled and his sanity runs dry. One would not blame him after being lost and alone in this decaying forest for so long. Harrierstripe knew he was dead. He knew this was not StarClan. He doesn’t know where he is or how to...

Harrierstripe succeeds, but Bobbie ensures the first shall be the last. Even as he feels his belly spill victory shines in his teary eyes. The pain was unbearable, and he slowly falls to the ground. He watches the maimed lead warrior huddle beside her dying mate, Harrierstripe looks on as the...

Harrierstripe had not followed Granitepelt, he doesn't know why. It stung knowing that even in her final moments he had not held a spark in her eyes. He had done everything he could to bring victory to WindClan- no, to Sootstar, but he had failed, and it's costed him everything. As he stalks...

'At least he was proud of me once.' Harrierstripe had known his entire life words cut deep. Praise and approval were all he's worked for during his life, from Weaselclaw, from Sootstar, no matter what he always seemed to fall short. The black and brown warrior had not gotten to be there when...

He works himself like a dog. Yellow eyes always searching for Sootstar's, wide and puppy-eyed, an eternal struggle for approval and recognition. He never got it, he's never gotten it, but Harrierstripe always held out faith. One more impressive hunt, one more border skirmish won, one more enemy...

Harrierstripe stiffens in the presence of Azaleafrost but keeps any thoughts of discomfort to himself. Sparkspirit, who he is normally comfortable with, causes Harrierstripe’s jaw to drop in shock as anger burns through his fangs. ”What did you just say?!” He challenges the older warrior, the...

Harrierstripe hovers over Bluepaw’s nest, ”Are you awake?” he asks with a grumbly voice. His shadow looms over his small blue sister, shielding her from the rays of the sun as it stained the sky orange. He glances torwards the leaders den in search of a sign that the WindClan leader has awoken...

Harrierstripe is stunned when the rabbit rises from the fresh-kill pile and sprints across camp, a screaming Moorpaw in it’s tow. In disbelief Harrierstripe hesitates against instincts that urge him into a chase, not long after his paws begin to fly after the hare Peonypaw brings his teeth down...

With no reason to be suspicious of otherwise, Harrierstripe believes in Snakehiss’ reasoning. He lifts his head upward, craning out his neck to relieve tense muscles. ”…He should be dead. No cat should’ve been able to survive that- not with all the wounds and blood I saw.” He hisses, tip toeing...

Harrierstripe has been haunted by his failures the past several sunrises. Smokethroat was alive, and somehow half-dead he had crawled his name to the Moonstone to be named Smokestar. As the cat who had dealt the final blow and declared Smokethroat ‘dead-enough’ he felt responsible for the fact...

It would be curious to see who takes Smokethroat’s place tonight as leader. Harrierstripe wondered if RiverClan would even show up at all with no one to lead them. At Sunstride’s heels he pads into the clearing, eyes bright and oppertunistic. What would he get up to at this gathering? Whose...

The members of the patrol begin to spill the events of what occured, starting with Gooseberry and ending with Hollowcreek. Observantly he watches the expressions shift across the listening cats face, including Cottonpaw. The blue medicine cat apprentice appears to share his same mindset, let the...

At the rear of the patrol lead by two older warriors, Harrierstripe rushes back to camp with pride flaring in his chest. He was filled with kit-like excitement, eager to see the pleased look on his mothers face and a look of jealousy from Addervenom. He’d have to promise his brother that next...

Harrierstripe is pleased to see his clan on the same page with him. Smokethroat was right here, why let him walk away? What a perfect oppertunity this was to spill blood in the name of WindClan, the name of their leader, and in the name of Weaselclaw. Harrierstripe cackles and rushes forward...

Harrierstripe doesn’t understand, stupid? He doesn’t think so, Sootstar always had a plan even if she didn’t make it widely known. She’s gotten the clan this far despite all the ups and downs, any problem they’ve had she’s succeeded in wiggling them out of it, for the most part… The doubt cats...