border one less problem || Thunderclan Leader & Medicine Cat

Thunderclan must not let another clan fall.

Howlingstar's words before she had passed echoed through her mind as she padded beside Gentlestorm to the border. She hadn't approved of their former leader's decision to allow a Riverclanner in their camp then, and she still didn't now...but she would uphold Howlingstar's decision. Regardless of her opinions towards the river dwelling cats, she did not wish for any kits to suffer because she refused to let her Medicine Cat train theirs. As the pair halted along the river bank, her tail flicked slightly behind her. The spoils of Sunningrocks was nice, but being this close to the river made her uneasy. The sooner they got this over with, the better. Moonbeam had missed out on a moon's worth of training thanks to Skyclaw, but it was for the best that she hadn't been allowed to come back. She would have been in danger if she had been in the camp during the takeover, and that would have left Riverclan without any sort of trained healer.

It didn't take long for the duo to the spotted by a Riverclan patrol. As the undergrowth rustled and the fish-smelling warriors emerged, the tabby leader dipped her head in greeting. "We are here to speak with Lichenstar and Moonbeam."
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  • ooc. @GENTLESTORM
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  • FLAMESTAR —— leader of thunderclan , mentoring merlinpaw . storm x lily . littermate to nala, smokey, and nemo ✦ penned by icey !
    afab / she/her / 38 moons & ages every 20ᵗʰ
    widowed / heterosexual / closed to romance
    peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / underline & tag account when attacking
    —— difficult in battle


    speech”, 'thoughts', all opinions are in character
    tags — msg on discord for plots — toyhouse
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    a longhaired red tabby with low white and green eyes. flamewhisker's fur is a vibrant hue of red, riddled with thick classic tabby markings. her fur is medium in length, and she has a large, feathery tail. her chest, belly, tail tip, and her paws are dipped white. flamewhisker's eyes are a dark, deep shade of green. her shoulder has a large scar on it from a fight with a dog. she also has a shredded ear from a disagreement with a loner during her time alone before joining thunderclan. on particularly cold days, or sometimes before a major weather change, she will walk with a slight limp from her shoulder injury.
 

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  • ThunderClan's appearance at the Gathering had done much to pull some of the wound up tension from her shoulders... It wasn't a maliciousness that had seen Moonbeam cast away and she would no longer have to stare across the border in scrutinizing wonder while their neighbors meandered past in silence. It remains unexpected however, to be summoned to the border with the pale furred medicine cat in tow. Pebblepaw bounds around in front of them as a guide, eager-spirited (and so tall now... it strikes her as she watches confident strides carry him) and yammering about how he was just as surprised as they were to see ThunderClan knocking at the border.

    She presses aside the reaching leaves of reeds to behold fire-marked fur across the river and with a curious tilt of her head, wades into the shallows if only to reduce the distance she needed to shout across to be heard. "Good morning," is shared in greeting, glancing between a battered grayish tom that looks far worse than the last time they'd seen him. "Is everything... alright in ThunderClan?"

    It doesn't come as a consideration that Flamestar might be honorable enough (or willing) to have Moonbeam back in their graces to finish her training.. It had been an agreement made with Howlingstar- and she too had considered her death an unbinding.
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When she'd first been told to go home and not return to ThunderClan for training Moonbeam hadn't been too worried. She knew a little of what was going on - the thought of a clanmate trying to kill a kit with those poisonous berries was something she often thought about - but when ThunderClan had missed the gathering soon after she'd been sent back home only to come back in full force the moon after with news of Howlingstar's death she had quickly become worried. She, too, held the belief that with the older leader's death too came the death of the agreement RiverClan and ThunderClan had come together to see, but with the sight of Flamestar and Gentlestorm at the border - the latter causing her brows to furrow and maw to turn down in concern at his appearance - she felt that little flicker of hope once more.

Hopefully it wasn't for naught.

Silence came from the white moggie, ears pricked as she looked between orange and grey, the question that burned on her tongue already asked by Lichenstar. It wasn't every day a leader and medicine cat came to the border to request the same of the other clan, and usually it didn't bode well.

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  • flesh wounds
    infections
    aches & pains
    ꕥꕥ illness
    ꕥꕥ breathing
    ꕥꕥꕥ traveling
    ꕥꕥꕥ broken bones
    kitting
    ꕥꕥꕥꕥ poisons
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    SH white masking cinnamon torbie w/orange eyes & small ears
    15 moons old; ages the 17th every month
    homosexual polyromantic ; mated to beefang, crushing on redacted
    currently mentoring none
    "speech", thoughts, attacking
    easy in combat unless in water, focuses on defensive tactics
 
() flaming fur and intense green eyes herald the arrival of thunderclan's newest empress, accompanied by their own starclan chosen medic. pebblepaw finds himself staring briefly, before flamestar speaks and he blinks. "oh! of course, i can go fetch them for you." the blue-striped apprentice turns, flashing the two a smile before he's off. stars, he's got to stop patrolling so much - seems he's fetching lichenstar or moonbeam once or twice a day. still, with gentlestorm accompanying flamestar, this meeting certainly won't be a bad thing... he hopes.

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with his mother and the pale pelted medicine cat in tow, the white splashed boy bounds back towards the border, glancing behind him every few fox lengths to assure the she-cats are still following. vaguely he can remember a time a moon before where moonbeam travelled to thunderclan to learn from the forest-dwelling medicine cat. he wonders if this, maybe, is another chance for her to do that.

as they arrive, pebblepaw will dip his head to the older cats before sidling off to the side, brushing gently against lichenstar as he goes. curiosity gleams in eyes so similar to his now-gone uncle, smokestar, and he awaits the conversation with baited breath.


  • // " #848DAE" mentor tag @FOXTAIL
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  • PEBBLEPAW ☼ HE / HIM, APPRENTICE OF RIVERCLAN. MENTORED BY FOXTAIL. 11 MOONS OLD, PENNED BY LAVS
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    a large blue tabby with low white and vitiligo. pale blue fur covers the length of pebblepaw's stocky body, sliced through with darker tabby stripes and spots. baleful orange eyes peer out of heavy set sockets, and his muzzle, paws, and tail tip are dashed with white.
 
It is Flamestar who leads ThunderClan now; her firebrand pelt catches the sun as she sits across the water, Gentlestorm at her side. Both look worse for wear — Iciclefang is not surprised, though she is curious as to why they've crested the border at all. She dips her head first to the ThunderClan leader, then to the medicine cat. "Flamestar. Gentlestorm." She had journeyed into the mountains with both of them, though at the time they had been mere warriors, as had she. Time has brought us all suffering and everything that suffering can purchase.

She flicks her tail, beckoning Pinepaw closer. "I wonder why they're here," she murmurs to her apprentice. Lichenstar wades into the river, closing the ample gap between the two leaders, while Pebblepaw and Moonbeam remain on the bank. There is tension in the air, but with their healers present, it is unlikely claws will be unsheathed at this brief meeting. Still... Iciclefang remains guarded, prepared.

  • ooc: @Pinepaw ⭒
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  • Iciclekit . Iciclepaw . Iciclefang, she/her w/ feminine terms.
    — “speech”, thoughts, attack
    — 28 moons old, ages realistically on the 17th.
    — mentored by Smokestar ; mentoring Pinepaw ; previously mentored Cicadaflight
    — riverclan lead warrior. mudpelt x icesparkle, gen 2.
    — former mate to Stormywing ; current mate to no one.
    — penned by Marquette.

    sh tortoiseshell and white she-cat with ice-blue eyes. confident, capable, proud, dry, conceited, condescending, distrustful.


 
〕The pair were not kept waiting for very long, before Pebblepaw spots them and returns with the two cats they needed to speak with. At the apprentice's return, the Thunderclan leader dipped her head. "Thank you." Green eyes then rested upon the Riverclan leader as she waded into the river to close the gap between them. She watched the water lap around the leader's paws for a moment, almost as though she were waiting to see the other be whisked away like a mere feather like she had been all those moons ago. It was unnatural, seeing a cat standing in the water...but that was their choice, their risk. Is everything... alright in ThunderClan? Lichenstar asked, and Flamestar nodded in response. Iciclefang and her apprentice appeared shortly after Lichenstar and Moonbeam, and she offered her former journey-mate a respectful nod in greeting.

"It was unfair for Moonbeam's training to be cut short by Skyclaw's takeover. After discussing with Gentlestorm, I would like to continue the training agreement that Howlingstar had agreed to...if you agree." The idea having a Riverclanner living in their camp again still did not sit well with her, but Howlingstar had been adamant about the importance of ensuring Moonbeam was trained, and Riverclan did not go without a Medicine Cat...and even though she did not care for Riverclan, Moonbeam had not caused any trouble during her time in the camp. Instead, she had helped when their kits had been poisoned. For helping save their lives, allowing her to finish her training was the least she could do.
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  • ooc.
  • FLAMESTAR —— leader of thunderclan , mentoring merlinpaw . storm x lily . littermate to nala, smokey, and nemo ✦ penned by icey !
    afab / she/her / 38 moons & ages every 20ᵗʰ
    widowed / heterosexual / closed to romance
    peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / underline & tag account when attacking
    —— difficult in battle


    speech”, 'thoughts', all opinions are in character
    tags — msg on discord for plots — toyhouse
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    a longhaired red tabby with low white and green eyes. flamewhisker's fur is a vibrant hue of red, riddled with thick classic tabby markings. her fur is medium in length, and she has a large, feathery tail. her chest, belly, tail tip, and her paws are dipped white. flamewhisker's eyes are a dark, deep shade of green. her shoulder has a large scar on it from a fight with a dog. she also has a shredded ear from a disagreement with a loner during her time alone before joining thunderclan. on particularly cold days, or sometimes before a major weather change, she will walk with a slight limp from her shoulder injury.