camp Show you a body ✧ Fetching reinforcements (open)

[Florabreeze]

Legs burned and screamed as Flora reached camp, begging for a break but the adrenalin would not let her feel the extent of this until much later. The familiar sight of the partition of bramble and fern in the minimal light of dusk gave her a second wind. For the briefest of moments she could fool herself into thinking nothing was wrong, that she was just returning home after any normal patrol. Those thoughts subside as water drips onto her nose from slicked fur, the rain causing a chill that ran to the bone. With her thoughts cleared, she ran into the hollow of camp, skidding to a stop in the middle of the clearing. She was drenched, coat clinging to her uncomfortably, chest heaving as she desperately tried to catch her breath, bile sitting in the back of her throat as she recalled why she was here. “TWITCHBOLT!” She yowled, lungs finding the wind to project her voice in a way that she couldn't muster when Orangestar fell.

In the back of her mind she realised that she shouldn't be so loud lest she scares anyone, while she was normally loud she never yowled. This was necessary though, so those concerns can be temporarily pushed aside. Lives were on the line and she would feel terrible if she dawdled for a second too long. Another second here meant another second being unable to help the rest of the patrol. She didn't want to be here any longer than she had to, Flora didn't think she could live with herself if her delay here had caused the death of another due to inaction.

The maine coon can feel herself growing flustered, if she spoke now it would be garbled and take up too much time to re-explain. She takes a deep breath to compile her nerves and temporarily lock them away. “There's foxes. Two- I think? I only saw two. They're attacking the patrol, Orangestar she-” She can feel her eyes grow misty, hopefully it would just be misconstrued with the rain droplets dampening the earth below. “A fox got to her- I'm sorry. Everyone else is still there trying to fend them off. We need help!” The entire time she spoke her front paws dug dirt small holes into the ground, she was usually more articulate than this but she felt the desire to leave immediately.

// reinforcements have been rolled and notified for this but feel free to have your character offer! @TWITCHBOLT ​

 

[TWITCHBOLT]

It was all supposed to be normal, and fine, and getting easier. His fur was beginning to feel like it fit him again- like he was somehow himself, and situated, and alive. These moments of reprieve weren't, obviously, kind enough to stick around for too long.

He smelled Flora's fear before he saw her- bicoloured fur was already risen, spiked up like a pinecone as she crashed her way through the entrance. A face so often dressed with a pleasant grin now sat with fear ingrained, his name on her lips, and Twitchbolt blinked in bewilderment for a few long, raking moments. Dread bludgeoned him when he heard the words; fox. Two foxes, wreaking havoc upon a patrol he had sent out- those canid jaws, the same sort that had torn to bits his mother and father, wildly tearing at Orangestar, Cherryblossom, Slate, Sorrelsong, Oddpaw... Flora was here, and safe, but he would have to bring her back into the fray...

Orangestar's fate went unmentioned, but his heart shot to the earth anyway. There would be more warriors to send to the brink, too. He pitied those in his line of sight.

"Figfeather- Lupinesong," and it was a great effort to stop his voice from shaking, but they were his chosen few, and he looked at them with wide eyes, within them trapped a good deal of heaviness. An old friend and a new warrior- they'd be facing what they were both trained for, the ultimate task.

Foxes, hungry foxes. He wondered, had it been two for his parents? Or just one?

"With- with me. Every other able warrior, keep- keep the Clan on lockdown until we return." No one to leave, no one to wander into those glinting jaws any more... only him and his dirge, parading toward red-cloaked death and a bloodied body awaiting them.

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[LUPINESONG]

❀‿ She had stood like a ghost when Blazestar fell for his final time, everyone activating to retrieve the body, and to bring her mother home, and she stood frozen.

It was the benefit of a positive attitude and the reassurance that new warriors still had plenty to learn more than it was her raw display of talent that she was nudged along to graduate from her apprenticeship. Lupinesong knew this and still was grateful to be allowed to move up and migrate her nest to the warrior's den alongside the cats she'd grown up with. Though she knew deeply what the title of warrior would demand of her, frankly, Lupinesong was content to spend her first few days of Real Adulthood just basking in the novelty of it all.

Of course, this novel bliss would not live for much longer than the apathetic entropy of the universe would allow it to.

Foxes.

Orangestar is dead to the canine that had stolen the penultimate life of her predecessor, and Lupinesong shivers in part knowing that this would only be one of many many deaths the molly that had always seemed invincible to her would face, and in part, as the rain begins to soak down to her skin through her layers of fur.

Twitchbolt utters her name and she nearly flinches at the sound of it. Was he testing her? Daring her to run into an unsure fate as punishment for her slacking off at the sandy hollow? Did he suppose this was the way she would be able to prove herself as a capable member of the clan? She blinks rapidly to meet his eyes and can only find the heaviness that came with pulling up the courage to wrap around one's fear. Right. Cats were dying, and they needed help. It didn't go much deeper than that.

It would flicker out from the fluttering files of her short-term memory at that very moment. Cherryblossom was on that patrol.

It felt like it had only been moments ago that they had pressed together in utter happiness to see each other receive their name. Lupinesong had been so... relieved that they had the fortune of making it so far. Spiderpaw, starry and glittering and snuffed out before her prime, had stood at the back of her mind, and selfishly she had released a breath she wasn't aware she was holding knowing they would not be like her. But what was the difference between a -paw and a -blossom if there was so little time allowed between the two? There had to be more time.

"Yes," She speaks before she can think any further, "Yes, let's go."

LOVE ME MORE, ⊹₊°❀‿ LOVE ENOUGH TO DROWN ME OUT.

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  — lupinekit . lupinepaw . lupinesong
  — trans she/her. 12mo warrior of skyclan. formerlu mentored by dandelionwish, padding after falcongaze
  — bobbie x duke. littermate to crowsight & drowsynose. older half-sister of hollykit, lionkit, and candorkit
  — a tall, pretty, long-haired black smoke with low white and green eyes
  — smells like sweet lupine flowers and young pine needles
  — "speech", thoughts, attack
  — fullbody by pikaihao and funnyguy by pin
  — penned by eezy

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[FIGFEATHER]

Figfeather was in the midst of sharing a squirrel with a clan-mate when Flora flew into the camp yowling for Twitchbolt. Ears point up and orange eyes would dilate in a panic, what had happened?

The large warrior explains foxes had attacked her patrol and things had gone south. She mentions Orangestar but is unable to finish her thought, mind likely racing a thousand thoughts a second. The deputy calls for Figfeather with a shaky voice, she jumps onto her paws and hobbles over to him. She's never fought foxes before- she's seen glimpses of them, witnessed the aftermath of what happened when they attacked cats, but never fought one. The red tabby wonders what it will be like- will it be easy now that more cats were racing to the scene? Or was she about to meet her fate?

She's danced with death before, looked it right in the eye and beat it. Figfeather is confident if she meets with him today, she'll be able to do it again. "I'm ready."

♡ INFO BATTLE

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  » Figfeather
  » SkyClan Warrior
  » She/her . AMAB
  » Mate to Fantastream
  » Sire to Sangriakit & Coffeekit
  » Mentoring Wolfpaw
  » A red tabby she-cat with a mangled leg.
  » ”Speech”․ thoughts ․ attack
  
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  » A foe in battle whose ability to strategize can shift tides.
  » Excels in strategizing and pre-planning her battles.
  » Fights defensively and to aid her clan to victory.
  » May powerplay minor harm. Can powerplay healing

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[SILVERSMOKE]

"What?!" The accentuated exclamation came from the silver tom, his teeth clenching against a wave of pain that hit his belly. His black claws unsheathed as he stormed toward Flora, his dove left abandoned at the outskirts of camp the minute she dropped the bombshell onto the camp. Foxes had ambushed a patrol, Orangestar was dead, the fate of those with her unknown. His lashing tail propelled him towards the entrance of the camp, he'd wander blindly if it meant not wasting another second stuck in camp but... then... there was a noise from the Deputy. The blood that pumped in his ears made Twitchbolt's orders sound like they'd come from under the river, yet he understood them enough to pause in his step, limbs coiling with tension. He wouldn't be going... the rest of Orangestar's lives would be in the paws of the four warriors that had gotten there before him. He gave them all a look with thin pupils, the lump in his throat thicker than curdled milk. Figfeather was a skilled warrior but Lupinesong was new, the idea of someone who'd only just gotten their vigil dying did not sit well with the spotted tabby. 'She won't die,' he reassured himself. 'She can't.'

"Do what needs to be done," was the tom's good luck message, spinning on his heels towards the centre of camp once more. Lockdown - did Twitchbolt expect more foxes lurking about the territory? The idea made him excited for battle, and absolutely terrified for its consequences when there were so many vulnerable within the bramble walls. "@Horsepaw and @milkshakepaw, get the apprentices moving and stationed near the Elder's den! @CHRYSALISWING and @Honeysplash, round up any kittens and make sure they stay in the Nursery! @Tawnyclaw and @CROWSIGHT, take to the trees. If you see any foxes, make a noise."

[ picked random names from the census for these, no pressure to reply but just thought it'd be good background tasks! ]

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[CHRYSALISWING]

The peal of alarm rang heavy and harsh unto keen ears, like a quick cry of thunder's rage, a loud and booming urgency that pulled him from the solace of silence. The unexpected always struck at the worst times, for it had a great love of the ironic and the sardonic, emerging when it sensed the clans had lived a little too peacefully. Misfortune followed him and his home, a dogged thing he could never truly shake from his pelt. Foxes? Damnit, what are they doing on our territory? Parlous and urgent as the situation was, Chrysaliswing froze as he heard Orangestar's name dragged into the mix, and anything involving predators and his leader at once never sat well in his stomach. Heterochromatic gaze blinked from the cats that began to rush and rouse about. Nowhere was the Skyclan leader to be found amongst the midst. Did they say Orangestar...? Orangestar got attacked? Aghast did such news find him, fear stricken into the fearless, as though palpitation crawled and seeped into the recesses of his reckoning.

There was no time to think of that nor to dispute from which mouth his orders came from. "Come on, Honeyplash. We need to help the nursery." He motioned to the molly that had sat near him, resolution edacious as it blacked out all else. He quickly rushed to the open den, footfall nimble yet leaden at the same time. Orangestar, be alright... He did not often pray, but bad times always brought out the pious man in him, dredging it up from the depths of tar-tipped hatred and resentment. If there were any kind stars in the sky, they would surely have their eyes upon Skyclan - whether they laughed or they cried, he did not know.

𝘯𝘰 𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 ⚠︎ 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘰𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘷𝘦

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  —— CHRYSALISWING / He/They / 24 Moons
  —— Warrior of Skyclan / Mentoring n/a
  —— A long-haired tomcat with chimaeric patterning. His left side is fully black and his right side is black splotched with sunset-orange. He has complete heterochromia, with his right eye being a bright green and his left eye being a glowering yellow.
  —— Abrasive, temperamental, and critical. Approach at your own risk and engage at your own cost. Despite this, he is a hard worker and quick to call out what he finds wrong.
  —— Penned by Tempest. Contact on Discord (naruk4mi) for plots and threads.

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[Honeysplash]

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- The silence of camp had been broken so fast that they hadn’t been able to keep track of what was going on right away. The young she-cat blinked a few times from where she had been with Chrysaliswing, what they had been doing lost on her, and they could see Flora bursting through the camp entrance. Their fur bristled as her friend called out for Twitchbolt and that ORangestar- What happened to my sissy? She thought in panic. Though part of her wanted to join and help fight off the foxes- Silversmoke was already busy giving off orders to those in camp.

Honeysplash then looked up to Chrysaliswing when Silversmoke commanded them to watch the nursery and they couldnt find it in them to move their paws. Like their feet had froze to the ground suddenly and panic was clutching her chest. The young warrior swallowed thickly and then quickly got up from the ground. The cream and white warrior hurried over to the nursery after the black and orange cat with her tail bushing out twice its size.

Please be okay.

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  HONEYSPLASH ✩ she/they, Warrior of Skyclan, 27 moons.
  ⭃A lithe, cream tabby cat with high white and green eyes.
  ⭃Younger siister to Orangestar, Applefrost and Apritcotflower and littermates with Blueberrybounce and Cloudberrythorn // Former mate to; Quillstrike
  ⭃peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ↛ see battle info here
  ⭃ penned by you ↛ wolf_1997 on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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