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ICICLEFANGSHE / HER ◆ RIVERCLAN WARRIOR Her final journey is so like her first one, uncertain and unknowing—but it is far more desolate, knowing what lies at its end. She has her brother with her once more, but he is still, a weight in her mouth, dragging by her paws. He is a burden; she had...

ICICLEFANGSHE / HER ◆ RIVERCLAN WARRIOR Iciclefang's hesitation is paid for in blood. She feels Meadowfur's claws shearing her pelt; wounds open along her sides, her chest, her face, her throat, and she feels none of it, really, because Ferngill is faring worse than her. He has been caught in...

ICICLEFANGSHE / HER ◆ RIVERCLAN WARRIOR The ginger she-cat who accosts her is all ThunderClan—all blazing, proud eyes, spitting her rage through clenched teeth. Iciclefang meets her eyes with moons of composure, but something shifts there—some errant blue anger, cold as frost. She is reminded of...

ICICLEFANGSHE / HER ◆ RIVERCLAN WARRIOR Iciclefang has not spoken to her daughter in what feels like a lifetime. She watches Pinefrost, coarse-furred and single-eyed, leave for patrol in the morning, her smile cutting, knife-like, against a mostly-white muzzle; she sees her return from the hunt...

ICICLEFANGSHE / HER ◆ RIVERCLAN WARRIOR The sun swells against the treeline, burns a serrated golden edge onto the river's jagged surface. Iciclefang slips from the water with a masklike expression; she can hear sodden paws meet stone behind her. When she turns, she is met by a familiar...

ICICLEFANGSHE / HER ◆ RIVERCLAN WARRIOR She watches him in the water, her dappled fur concealed by the reeds. She hides from him, initially, unsure how he would react to the knowledge she had spied on him. In truth, there is no ill-will. Iciclefang yearns to join him in the river, to churn water...

ICICLEFANGSHE / HER ◆ RIVERCLAN WARRIOR It has been almost a full moon since her firstborn had earned his warrior name. The last of the leafbare snows have gone, long-melted; there is birdsong in the forest again, and there are fish to be found in the warming waters of their river. RiverClan...

ICICLEFANGSHE / HER ◆ RIVERCLAN WARRIOR Iciclefang joins her Clanmates with an expression still as pool-water, her blue eyes searching for some hint of ire in Lichenstar's expression. Their leader begins with an announcement, one she had been aware of: the other Clans had rejected her proposal...

ICICLEFANGSHE / HER ◆ RIVERCLAN WARRIOR She'd been surprised at Cragpaw's approach; he'd done so of his own volition, seemingly, and though he'd said little to her besides meet me at the Beech Copse, Iciclefang had felt a little thrill. Pinefrost had hardly thawed; Crabchill had, at least...

ICICLEFANGSHE / HER ◆ RIVERCLAN WARRIOR Heronpaw lifts his face and stares at Iciclefang; the frost of his gaze pierces her, even as he offers a clipped response to her question. "No." She nods, unfazed. There were many cats who hadn't had the opportunity to flex their claws in a real battle...

ICICLEFANGSHE / HER ◆ RIVERCLAN WARRIOR It has been more than a season since she'd walked the familiar path Lichenstar takes to lead them into the Fourtrees clearing. Iciclefang walks with some trepidation, now; it feels strange to be included in Clan life again, to be a warrior who is not...

ICICLEFANGSHE / HER ◆ RIVERCLAN WARRIOR Iciclefang had trained under Smokestar from her third moon to her eleventh, and had served on his council since her return from the mountains. She'd grown used to his prodding paw in her flank before they'd set out for the Beech Copse or the WindClan...

ICICLEFANGSHE / HER ◆ RIVERCLAN WARRIOR Accidents happen so swiftly in the river; Foxtail is awarded only moments of relief after rescuing Fishpaw before the water flings him with tempestuous violence into the sediment. Iciclefang watches from the shore, horror stark in her blue eyes. Beefang...

ICICLEFANGSHE / HER ◆ RIVERCLAN WARRIOR It's strange, to see the bad-tempered Midnightash sharing tongues with anyone, especially now that her courtship with Splashdance has ended. Iciclefang supposes if there's someone in RiverClan that anyone can get along with, it's Willowroot, though. The...

ICICLEFANGSHE / HER ◆ RIVERCLAN WARRIOR Pinefrost does not seem perturbed by Iciclefang's inquiry. She smirks, her tone dismissive. "Would you have me hide, instead?" They are on unstable ground, on ice thinned and cracking, and Iciclefang can feel her weight bending the foundation. She exhales...