Forestclan. Cats Needed ( Open To Anyone And Any Character! )

ooc: Sure, I was going to suggest that XD I'll write a reply soon.

Novastrike wrote:

(im so sorry im hardly ever here :( i saw one post on rockail but thats it... recap plz)

Darkmist and Timberstrike were silent the whole time sad of Rocktail's death and now both question weather it was a good idea or not to travel up this path.

(i have work a lot so its hard for me to even keep up :/ )

ooc: It's totally fine, I haven't been on much recently either because of work and uni- I only just finished for the holidays a couple of days ago. Don't feel pressured into having to constantly reply, just come and go when you feel you can :)

Recap: The clan have continued their journey over the mountain. Meanwhile, Mothsting and Fernpaw have been conspiring to get Vegas (the lion cub the clan found) exiled, but Fernpaw chickened out when Mothsting started suggesting killing Ivystar and the deputy.
While the clan were passing through a dangerous ravine, however, Mothsting killed the deputy in order to try and become deputy himself while the two were on patrol and blamed it a rogue attack. Fernpaw is suspicious, though, but won't say anything in case she gets in trouble.
I'm about to skip to the clan settling down in their new camp in the forest on the other side of the mountain.

Timeskip--

Elmpaw gazed warmly around in wonder at the greenery from which thick wooden trucks thrust upwards to spread their green fingers towards the sky, feeling at home for the first time since leaving it. When they had first stepped onto the other side of the mountain to peer down at the huge expanse of forest stretching before them, her breath had caught in her throat and her big blue eyes had widened in awe. Now that she was there, it was even better than she could have imagined. It all seemed to perfect to be true. The forest was thriving, buzzing with life of all sorts, and seemingly undisturbed by any other large predators. She allowed herself to breath deeply the rich forest air, not realising how much she had truly missed it.

It was a short time later that they found what would be their new camp- their new home. It consisted of a small clearing in the trees,occupied in the centre by a single ancient oak which was buckled and crooked, trailing its long arms over the clearing in a gesture of protection. Beneath the oak was a long-disused fox hole, which was to be the leader's den; in a dense thicket of brambles would be the warriors den; the nursery was situated beside the elders den beneath twin fallen tree trunks hollowed out over many seasons; the apprentices den was protected beneath a sturdy fort of rocks, and the medicine cat's den and the apprentice's was to the back in two further burrows, the entrance dappled with warm light which filtered through the leaves of the oak tree.

"Perfect." Elmpaw purred, and for the first few days the clan could settle and rest after their long journey.

Ivystar dipped his head solemnly, then looked to Mothsting with a genuinely appreciative expression.
"Thank you, Mothsting," He murmured, "I mean it. It might have been too late to save Rocktail's life, but you put your life on the line to make sure that the same didn't happen to any others in the clan. You've shown yourself to be a truly loyal warrior, and a great asset to the clan." He paused, sounding like he might have said more, but left it at that for the moment.
"We should gather his family and close friends for the vigil. I'll stand vigil for him, too. He was a good friend of mine, and I should be there for him."

ooc: I honestly don't mind if you RP two characters that are mates, but it might be more interesting for you if the other cat was played by a different person. If no one else wants to then I'd be happy to, but if you want to RP the character yourself then that's completely fine too :)

Ic: Ivystar followed his gaze, then nodded in agreement.
"It's going to be hard on her, raising those kits on her own after losing him like that." He sighed, then indicated for Mothsting to walk with him as he turned away to organise the burial.

"That's very thoughtful of you, and I'm sure she would really appreciate all the comfort and help she can get in a time like this," Ivystar smiled, then paused before adding, "Speaking of the choosing of the new deputy, I'm of a mind to select you for the duty- if you would be willing to step up to the role, of course."
He shared a few words with a couple of the warriors, who nodded and quickly went about digging the grave for Rocktail's burial, before turning his gaze back to Mothsting to see how he would react.

"Good," Ivystar purred, "And I'm sure you will serve the clan as faithfully as Rocktail. The ceremony will take place tomorrow at nightfall, after everyone is settled and the vigil is finished. Ensure you're ready when the time comes." And with that he took his leave, retreating to find Poisonberry who had called him over to discuss something.

Yellowgaze lay in the warm light before the nursery, her sad form casting shadows upon the soft earth. She was thinking back to the time Rocktail and herself had first realised their feelings for one another, out by the waterfall which plunged into the pool and where the soft spray dappled their pelts. They had been apprentices on the verge of becoming warriors at the time, but they had been close friends since long before that. If she recalled correctly, her good friend Mothsting had been there, too; the three of them had been inseparable for a long time. On that day, however, something had clicked between Rocktail and herself- she didn't know how else to describe it. They had just known, on looking into each other's eyes beneath the soft spray, that they were meant to be.
And now he was gone, washed away in the never-ending tide of life and death. She felt empty and cold, so cold. She was lost without him, and the numbness of his passing was only just starting to pass. Now the pain would come, as she knew it would, but she didn't know if she could go through it on her own
Her sad golden eyes lifted at the sound of her name, resting upon Mothsting.
"Oh... Hey, Mothsting." She made an attempt to smile, but it felt so wrong on her face. She let it fall, along with her gaze.