pafp GHOST IN MY HOME [ ✦ ] sharing tongues, journey talk

[Bluepool]

"Do you really have to go?" the words are murmured quietly into red and black fur, said in a pause while grooming her friends shoulder blades. The whine in her voice almost makes her sound like an indignant kit, desperate for mothers attention but Bluepool does not care. "It'll be dangerous, and we may need you here..." I may need you here.

Scorchstreak volunteering to leave had made Bluepool sad in a way she didn't really understand. Since when had she grown to care for her fellow lead warrior so much. Since when did she feel so protective over her, like she had to watch over her and keep her safe from harm? Scorchstreak is as capable as the next cat, she knows, but who would be watching her back out there? Surely not her former apprentice, for as much as she would love to pretend otherwise he just wasn't a fighter. Rattleheart perhaps but Bluepool did not know the tom well enough to place her faith into him. The rest are pretty much children only a few pawsteps away from the nursery.

Bluepool hates this, this feeling of helplessness that has settled over her. She must sit here and wait for the days to waste away before her friend leaves, possibly never to return. Only a couple more days... She is just glad to have little moments like this in between and she is glad Scorchstreak had found the time to share tongues with her today. Every moment spent with her is a prescious resource now.

// please wait for @SCORCHSTREAK

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[SCORCHSTAR]

She had expected pushback from her family, expected her kits at least to plead with her not to go off on this journey. But rather than ask her not to go, Luckypaw and Scorchpaw had volunteered themselves as well. Even Rattleheart had stepped up and offered herself up for the journey. And Bluepool is asking if she really must go, as though the other warrior is attempting to change her mind. While the tabby is correct that Scorchstreak may be needed here in WindClan, especially with the new tunnel being in progress, she cannot consider staying behind as an option. The other volunteers consist of apprentices, young warriors, and her own brother. She would not send them on their own, defenseless.

Besides, it is better that she goes than any other lead warrior. Sunstride has his kits, Weaselclaw has his illness, and Bluepool—she cares for them all, but she couldn’t bear for the blue-furred moor runner to be lost on such a dangerous journey. "The group doesn’t have many experienced warriors. They need me… to keep them safe." Especially around the likes of RiverClan, ShadowClan, and SkyClan. None of those cats are to be trusted, and she knows some of the apprentices are far too trusting of others. A perilous journey into the mountains, a supposed slip, and a clanmate could be lost forever. She shakes her head; at least if something terrible happens, she will be there to witness it. To enact vengeance, if needed.

"I’ll miss you," she says, after a pause. Her head tilts in consideration, and she finds another patch of fur to groom across the other’s shoulders. "I’ll miss WindClan." The moorland is so comfortable, and the mountains so strange, so uncertain. She will surely miss the darkness of the tunnels, the scent of heather all around. She will surely miss her clanmates. But this is her duty, isn’t it? To put her very life on the line for the clan that she loves so much—she would trade this duty for nothing.​

[ LIKE A RATTLESNAKE ]​

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[breezerunner]

Breezerunner very privately shelters the relief that he nor any of his family had been chosen for this journey. Sootstar knows what's best for WindClan, but to be asked to work alongside outsiders...? Breezerunner knows he's incapable of putting his bias aside. Really, he thinks this journey could have been done by WindClan alone- in that case, he might have volunteered himself. He can't imagine having to travel alongside those kittypets, nor any of those who find themselves sympathizing with them.

He glances quietly towards Bluepool as she asks the other lead warrior if she really must go. He is by no means close to either of them, but he sympathizes with Bluepool's concern. "We all need you to return safely too, though," the blue-spattered tom pitches in. His tone is hard and serious. He believes Scorchstreak is more than capable of protecting the patrol, and though many of the warriors left behind are strong and capable enough, there is something to be said for the seniormost and more experienced among them.

'You are a greater cat than I for being able to work with our enemies,' Breezerunner thinks to himself as his directs his gaze downward, as if almost studying the lush grass that springs around his paws. "Aren't you nervous at all?" he probes after a long moment of contemplation that manages to remain self-contained. About what he doesn't say.
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[Lilacstem]

Since Sootstar's announcement, it seemed that all that was on everyone's minds was the impending journey. Whilst Lilacstem had not volunteered, she had to commend those who had. If she had not been caught up in the worries for her sisters, perhaps she would have volunteered herself, gave herself the opportunity to prove her loyalty to the clan, as well as bring hope back to her clanmates.

"It's a brave thing you and everyone else who volunteered is doing, Scorchstreak," Lilacstem mewed softly, admiration shining in her eyes. "I know it won't be easy working with cats you do not know from the other clans, but just remember why you are doing it."​

 

[AMBERTAIL]

He does not wish to see Scorchstreak leave. Though Ambertail could not pretend he was close to many others within this clan, the cat who he has been told shares his coloration and love of the tunnels both has gained his admiration over the moons. A good tunneler. One he could trust. Someone whose voice meant everything in their project now. And she was leaving. Gone. Perhaps never coming back. Needless to say, Ambertail is...sulking. He is at the edge of the gathered group, sitting with his shoulders slightly slumped and his head hanging low by his chest. His ears are back, and sightless eyes drill a hole into what he thinks is the place where the she-cats are sitting to groom themselves. (He's wrong; it's about three inches above and to the left of Scorchstreak's head.)

"Sootstar should have sent another. One of the moor runners." Bluepool, he does not say, but Ambertail is afraid his voice is pointed anyway. He does not wish to earn the ire of Sootstar's sister, but how else is he to react? This is...not a friend. A trusted warrior. A good cat. A mother, and she is going. They should have sent another.

𝘌𝘝𝘌𝘕 𝘐𝘍 𝘠𝘖𝘜 𝘞𝘐𝘕 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘙𝘈𝘛 𝘙𝘈𝘊𝘌.  .  .  ╱╱ 9.14.2023 𝘠𝘖𝘜 𝘈𝘙𝘌 𝘚𝘛𝘐𝘓𝘓 𝘈 𝘙𝘈𝘛

• OOC. —
• ✦　　. 　 ˚　.  AMBERTAIL. NONBINARY. HE - HIM OR THEY - THEM. TUNNELER OF WINDCLAN. MENTOR TO WHITEPAW. PENNED BY REVELATIONS. ———————
  ——  a tiny, yet proportionally long-limbed tortoiseshell with unfocused amber eyes. though they retain their color, ambertail is blind. those who don't know as much may be confused, and will certainly be met with dry responses from the tunneler himself.
  

  ✦ NOTICE ambertail is blind, and will not react to visual stimuli within a thread! this is common knowledge throughout windclan, and he is rarely seen out during the daytime to accommodate his albino apprentice's needs.

• "speech"

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[Morningsong~]

He's not sure about this quest to the mountains. It's necessary, he knows... But it's a completely different land. What dangers lurk there, up in the mountains? He doesn't know. And that's what makes him nervous. To walk headlong into an unknown land without any guide or knowledge of it seems suicidal. But desperate times call for desperate measures, and they need that lungwort.

Scorchedstreak is a cat he has a neutral opinion of. She's a tunneler, so she doesn't see her as often as everyone else. But from what he knows, she's a strong, loyal, no nonsense she cat who can fight just as well as she can dig, and she digs really well. She's got kits, too. The thought of her not returning to them from this journey.....

Doesn't break his heart so much. He's lost both parents and more, her kits will adjust as he had. It's a shame, yes, but...That's just the way the world works.

Nobody wants her to go, he understands. He didn't want Yewberry to go, he didn't want Echolight to go....

"Scorchedstreak will be fine, somebody's gotta keep the other cats on the journey in line!" He says with a grin. He's sure Scorchedstreak will be fine. She's a capable warrior and is probably more likely to kill someone else than get herself killed.​