- Jun 11, 2022
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The moon hangs high in the sky, full and illuminating, casting its light down on the clearing beneath. It makes its way through the pine needles, making the camp in which Sky Clan , for that is what they were calling themselves now, resided in. Red liked things better when there were no labels, none of these fancy "medicine cat" and "deputy" things. Everyone just knew they were the cats who lived here and Rain was in charge of them and that was that. Now everyone had left for something that they called a gathering, though Red had opted to not go. It would be too much to see Cicada who he had heard was now leading the newly formed River group - or "clan". No, if he had seen that bag of fleas he would be obligated to bury his claws into the dark toms pelt, a rematch, an act of revenge, though he assumes he has been granted nine lives as Blazestar had. That was alright, Red would kill the tom nine times if he had to. If he could.
No, it was better he stay here, not cause any trouble for the cats he cared for. 'Babysitting duty' is what his friends had teasingly called it before they had departed and he had to admit, it kinda was, though he doesn't mind. The clearing feels strange, being this empty, peaceful almost but strange. In all his life he had never seen it like this. He curls his tail around his paws and looks around with blue eyes, wondering if anyone else had opted not to go, or maybe some had been told they couldn't. He's almost certain if he hadn't volunteered to stay behind, Blazestar would've made him do it anyways. If he had the brains for it, Red wasn't certain.
// Just a casual thread that takes place at the same time as the gathering for all the cats who opted or were told to stay behind!
No, it was better he stay here, not cause any trouble for the cats he cared for. 'Babysitting duty' is what his friends had teasingly called it before they had departed and he had to admit, it kinda was, though he doesn't mind. The clearing feels strange, being this empty, peaceful almost but strange. In all his life he had never seen it like this. He curls his tail around his paws and looks around with blue eyes, wondering if anyone else had opted not to go, or maybe some had been told they couldn't. He's almost certain if he hadn't volunteered to stay behind, Blazestar would've made him do it anyways. If he had the brains for it, Red wasn't certain.
// Just a casual thread that takes place at the same time as the gathering for all the cats who opted or were told to stay behind!