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[tigerwing]

"I don't know if I have a name, but i hope it's as cool as all of your guys!"

For the beginning of her life she did not have a name. 'Child', that is what her mother called her. She cared, she knew in her heart that her mother cared about her. But not like the Thunderclanners.

"You.. you do have a name, a nickname someone used to call you. How.. how does Tiger sound?"

She had a name now. Tigerkit. Tigerpaw. Tigerwing. She had made a name for herself, now. The name repeating in her head like a bell, echoing it loudly between her ears. And she wore it proudly across her scarred thin body. In respect for Batwing. In respect for howlingstar. In respect for Flamestar and gentlestorm.

Her bones were slowly but surely being covered over by building up the appetite in her stomach.
Though the foul taste of the ichor never left her throat, gagging while eating the mouse, before having to pull herself into better memories. Well hello there! My names Hailstorm, here's a mouse. Gentlestorm, now. A better suited name for the tom that cared for his clan so faithfully.

Slowly, she was getting stronger. And sooner than later, shed be free to regain her muscles and her figure.

Her green gaze drifted across the medicine den, and she would find herself staring at the orange pelt of her friend. Of her leader. And a sudden realization occured- where was flycatcher? Her mate? Her jaws would grip the remaining of the mouse, standing up with a slight wince before limping over to Flamestar, and setting it down. Laying back down, green eyes would look to orange, a smile on her maw.

"Tell me everything I missed, Flamestar."


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[Flamestar]

〔✦〕A small mouse was in her jaws before she leaned down to place it beside her daughter's sleeping figure. It pained her to see Stormfeather sleeping the day away, the sparkle in her eyes gone. Regardless of how the day went, she always visited her daughter once every day. After her dream in Starclan, she wondered if Stormfeather would regain the use of her legs one day. Howlingstar had appeared to of had moons and moons of age taken off of her, the fierce, powerful figure she had been when Flamestar had first joined Thunderclan. Perhaps their ancestors would grant her daughter her legs back. She was supposed to be resting too, so she decided to lay down beside Stormfeather's permanent nest. Her chin lowered and rested on her paws, and her eyes started to close. She hated taking it easy and letting wounds heal, there was little more boring than waiting.

Uncoordinated paw steps caused her to reopen her eyes, and she locked gazes with Tigerwing as the molly settled down beside her. A friend that she had been wanting to catch up with, had wished to have talked with the day she returned on the border. It had killed her to tell her to leave, but had Darkthistle seen her, he would have killed her. Or worse, brought her back to the camp for Skyclaw to kill. The leader padded deeper into the den, sitting beside the now fully grown warrior that was resting her wounds. "You've grown so much." Her eyes sparkled with a deep amount of caring that was usually just reserved for her kits. But Tigerwing had always felt like a kit of her's. Had she been expecting or raising a litter when she and Batwing had found her, she would have taken her in as her own without a second doubt, like she had with Sparrowpaw.

Tell me everything I missed, Flamestar.

The leader flicked an ear, and lifted her head. She took in a deep breath and closed her eyes. Tigerwing had been captured just after the wolves were successfully eliminated...which meant..."It wasn't long after the wolves that Flycatcher-" Her throat grew tight, and she stopped. "Moonwhisper and Roeflame's kits were born, as well as my own. Flycatcher was murdered while I delivered our kits...he did not get name them...or meet them. He was struck down by rogues while on a patrol." Her eyes darkened and her tone was obviously strained, but she held back the tears that threatened to fall by speaking about him. "Batwing's mate, Leopardtongue passed while kitting, so Roeflame raised their kits." Tigerwing had missed many tragedies, and it did not stop there. "Leafhusk was promoted to lead warrior. But you have probably noticed Wolfwind's absence...she was killed by an adder. Moonwhisper was also struck down by rogues, leaving her kits behind without a mother." And now they were without their father, Lightstrike. "You have probably gathered what the most recent moons have been like with your time with Leafhusk and the others. Skyclaw and his friends started killing those with kittypet blood...Pebblestep, Morningcloud, Ploverhop... which eventually lead to him killing Howlingstar. He threw her off the Highrock, threatened to kill anyone who stood up to him. We lost several warriors who stood up to him...Mousenose, Rabbitnose.." She trailed off, closing her eyes for a few heartbeats.

even on my weakest days ( I get a little bit stronger ) //

• 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.

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[tigerwing]

"You've grown so much."

"Not as big as you, though," she purred. And just the same, though she called Tansy shine mom, Flame whisker felt like family to her. Just as Batwing did. Aunt and Uncle, perhaps. She never put a name to them, but they were her family. She was always close to them, and though she was busy with her children, there was never any judgement or jealousy. She would get her time.

Her ears flattened as a somber look overtook her friend at the mention of Flycatcher. She no longer wished she knew, but that would be selfish. Flame catcher had to deal with the pain. And the reminder of the wolves- her head dropped. She had disappeared then, hit by the beast, stolen from Thunderclan. Just as Flycatcher and Batwing were. So many lives, stolen too soon.

And it wasn't just them. Leopardtongue passed- meaning Bravepaw was left... Alone. With his siblings, but losing two parents felt painful. She only ever had one, but she was too young to really acknowledge it. She still remembered the pain and hurt however when Batwing told her the truth. That her mother was dead. That she wasn't coming back. She fought the tears that brimmed, her eyes becoming a bit cloudy as she bit her cheek.

Flamestar continued. She reminded herself quickly it was no longer Flame catcher. A contortion to her face as she went on with others deaths. Thunderclan did not have a great streak of luck in their time, now did they? "I ... Have learned, of Leafhusks promotion. She was the first I found, after-" After you told me to run. Her voice was soft, shaky. But she was trying to stay strong for her friend.

"I am so sorry, Flamestar. Everything... It .. seems like it was.. so hard on you all. But .. you are so strong. I am glad .. we- you took him down. I, was, scared. That night." It was well known she was scared of the storms. But fighting? That was her first war for Thunderclan.

"Flamestar. Too soon.. but, I'm proud of you. " She beamed.
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