Rising Iron: Summer Shadows (Badge event)

OOC: 49/50!!!!
One more!!

IC:
Breezepaw began pushing pieces of metal in the wagon.

OOC: 50/50!!!!

IC:
Russetpaw and Breezepaw began pushing pieces of metal in the wagon.

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Pyrepaw sifted through his pile of Twoleg junk, his brain quickly assessing what was important, and what was not. A rusty key, some plush Twoleg toy, and a pitchfork. Looking more closely at the sharp pitchfork, he could picture the razor pointy prongs sticking out of the iron wall as a defense. A plan was all coming together now.

Leaping into the junkyard, the lean, russet wolf continued digging through countless Twoleg items. It was like trying to pinpoint a needle in a haystack, finding metal scraps. He found a few, here and there but it wasn't much. He sifted through more trash, coming across a strange Twoleg device. Little did he know, that it was a modern human IPhone.

Leaning forward, he sniffed the device and the tip of his nose accidentally pressed onto the button, resulting in in sounds starting to come out.

You can count on me like one, two, three and I'll be there

It was a string of alien, gibberish to him, but any Twoleg could easily identify the language. Peering around embarrassedly, he was glad to see that no one was close enough to hear it. Quickly covering it up with a cobweb-like object, It was only a little effective in covering up the sound.

And I know when I need it, I can count on you like four, three, two, you'll be there

At least now, the gibberish sounded less annoying and muffled, although the music was quite fluent and likable. He continued digging through the piles of junk, finding an abandoned Twoleg monster. Digging his fangs can't claws into the car and tearing out pieces of metal, an echo of ripping metal could be heard from a far distance. Sometimes, he wished Tweed could be there. Side by side, perking with him as well, but unfortunately that wasn't likely to happen.

'Cause that's what friends are supposed to do, oh yeah

The song melody brought a wave of nostalgia to the Swagmaster. He missed his old life, where he was just an apprentice training around and playing. Now, he was one step closer to leader than he was and he was the General of ShadowClan. Half of his former friends were in that high position as well: Akahana, Wildfire, and Gleamingknight. But now, four-fifths of his friends were gone too. Phoenixnight, Viennapaw, Akahana, Wildfire, Gleamingknight, and last but not least, Twilightpaw. Out of all of them, Phoenixnight's death and Twilightpaw's disappearance effected him the most.

He had fallen in love with the princess-like black and white apprentice. They were the best of friends, going through hard times together as well as good times. After he fell in love with Tweed, she just vanished. Leaving no message or even goodbye for him. Maybe that was because she would know that he would dwell on the past instead of moving on forward.

You can count on me, 'cause, I can count on you

And with that, the Twoleg music changed to a more faster, upbeat song. It sounded strange, definitely alien-like this time. Wait, was that a gleam of metal? Jackpot! The wolf discovered a whole stash of metal scraps, probably ripped apart from useless Twoleg times but it was good enough for him.

You would not believe you eyes
if ten million fireflies
lit up the world as I fell asleep

The music and fluency were just as addicting as the last one, hooking the young Swagmaster in. Although he didn't recognize over ninety-nine percent of the words, he did cat h the word fireflies. Tweed had said it, that they were the cute flying bugs that lit up with night sky with their bright yellow lights. He had brought her to watch them inside the hollow of a willow tree, waiting until nighttime when the magnificent creatures began lighting the way into their hearts. It was a beautiful sight as well, thousands of the lantern-like insects flying above them and lightening the night. Why, it was probably the most memorable event that Pyrepaw ever had the with the tri-colored border collie.

'Cause they'd fill the open air
And leave teardrops everywhere
You'd think me rude
But I would just stand and stare

Gazing up as they'd fill the night sky, it was like an experience that no one had ever experienced before. Almost as if StarClan themselves were there and watching with them. A firefly landed on Tweed's ear as well. Pyrepaw chuckled softly to himself as he completely forgot about the abundant source of metal right beside him. And after that, she broke the news to him that she was expecting.

I'd like to make believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay
Awake when I'm asleep
'Cause everything is never as it seems

After his first litter with his first love, Twilightpaw, he had thought that they were going to be mates for all eternity, but that was not the case. When the battle with WindClan was over, he had returned back to camp, but on the way there he was captured by Twolegs. Too weak to even utter a cry, he let them whisk him away to who knew where. Only when he barely managed to summon enough strength to run away, he literally collapsed on Tweed's doorstep. There at Death's doors, he could hear the haunting echoes of the future, present, and past. Had he only given up on his will to live, the wolf would've died right there and let go of life. But steel, hard will and cold, strong determination had kept him going on.

'Cause I'd get a thousand hugs
From ten thousand lightning bugs
As they tried to teach me how to dance

Then, one minute he was at Death's Door, the next he was in a comfy Twoleg pet nest with a border collie sniffing him. He was surprised at first, but then he had grown to trust her. After going to visit the Cutter, the two of them found an escape route and leaped off of the Twoleg monster and back to ShadowClan. At first, e thought that Tweed would leave I'm forever, saying that she would go back to her owner, but alas that didn't happen. Instead, he was tackled with surprise when she appeared back in camp with her.

Then, he was promoted to General, or the newly named Swagmaster. But to him, it would always be General. If only is grandfather could see him now, and be proud of him. But now, he would never know. Hopefully his other deceased friends would look down proudly at him in StarClan. Maybe, just maybe, one day too, he could fulfill his grandfather's last role as leader as well. It was difficult, almost scary to think that since he was only eight or nine moons. Being a General for now was good enough for him.

Focusing back on the metal scraps, he continued tearing them out and stopped thinking about the past. The future, was what was ahead of him now. And he would have to catch up to it.
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Winterpaw noticed Pyrepaw's sadness. "What's up bro? Still upset about Twilightpaw?" he meowed, setting down his cage before tying it up in the tree intricately.

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When the medicine cat apprentice did not reply, Winterpaw padded back over to his work area.

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After the cage was diligently hung up, Winterpaw felt relieved. No all he needed to do was dig a pit and tie a bunch of nets to the bottom.

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17/50

He began digging and after three hours, was still nowhere close to where he wanted to be.

OOC: Yay...I'm LATE.

Kita yawned as she padded into the junkyard.The cougar padded up to a large pile of...stuff and sniffed it.Shrugging,she lept and began to leap to the top without a single thing falling.Looking down,there was a can at her paws.She kicked it,and smirked.

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18/50

After a few more hours, there was a nice, deep pit.

hmm, maybe there could be a few more herb gardens? Maybe even herb fields? That would be interestig. And what aboutter a playground for the kits and apprentices? That would be epic! Casino eagerly started searching for some items that could be crafted into a slide.