WE NEED YOUR HELP // open, hawkclan leader on border + important request

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    It had started like this. A normal day for Hawkclan in the midst of the famine. She'd wandered in the shade, breathing thinly, peering around for starved corpses. Then she'd fainted. Out of hunger, out of exhaustion or maybe a damn mix of the two, she didn't know. But she 'woke up' in a different world, a different territory. One thing she knew for sure was that it wasn't her home. The thing that had come from the darkness had not been like anything she'd ever seen before. It had vines as it's limbs and it's 'body' was darkness. It seemed to be what people called a God. Thing was, Littlestar was an atheist. She didn't believe in that shit. It wasn't true. Not.... but... it had felt real. And it had been mad at her, very, very mad. It spoke of Hawk spirits and sacrifices and famines. It had placed blame on her. So now, not only did Littlestar feel like death but she felt like she had the responsibility of approximately 57 Hawkclanner deaths on her shoulders (and counting). It was a great day. "Fuck, shit, fuck, shit, fuc-" The griffin she was flying on was her long time pet and friend, Bubby. Odd name but she'd been a baby when she'd named him. The three legged tabby felt as if she might faint once more. But she couldn't. Right now, the fate of her clan literally rested on her. If I don't get a yes, we die. WE ALL FUCKING DIE. She was freaking herself out. Her breath was getting faster and the griffin sensed the panic, picking up speed. They finally arrived. The Sanctum was a gorgeous spread of territory below them and Bubby descended. Littlestar thinly exhaled just as Bubby landed on the ground. She fell off of the side of the griffin and hit the ground with a harsh thud. "FUCK!" She screamed, frustration and rage blowing up in one small puff. Just thank your fucking lucky ass stars you ain't blowing up into flame right now. Oh yeaahhh, that would be a real shit show, wouldn't it? Littlestar shakily stood up and sat down, resting her back against the griffins thick leg. "Whatever asshole runs this place, please come HERE THE FUCK NOW!" You're asking for a lot right now. SO DON'T FUCK IT UP BY BEING RUDE AS SHIT. She reminded herself. The heavily scarred tabby scoffed, puffing out. The corners of her vision were dark.

    "S-sorry about that shit. Fuck me, right? Fuck it. Uh.. yeah, my fucking clans dying. We've been dying for a while now. But I just.. found out how to stop it. I need your clans help to gather a whole bunch of food and then throw it in a volcano." She let the silly little plan slip in one quick breath. Silence ensued and she closed her eyes. People would be thinking she was crazy right about now and she honestly wouldn't blame them. "What I'm asking is...." It literally killed her pride to say it. "... help?"

    DEADBOY   MARIA W.  
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    MY OATH TO HERTHE — Freya — The Sanctum's Head Blueblood — she/her
    She wasn't either Youngmenace or Maria, but she was very familiar with Littlestar and HawkClan. She helped them when they were starving from their famine a long while ago and she assisted them when they got raided by the Exiles. It felt so long ago since she had done this, but now it seems they were in a desperate situation.
    Approaching the three-legged feline, the red kitsune didn't know what else to do at this point and came to see her. Her black eye stared at her and bows her head. "Nice to see you again, although pleasantries will have to subside. Why do we need to hand food to you if you're planning on throwing it into a volcano?" Freya questions the leader, her five tails flicking curiously.





    However much he wanted to act like the bigger man, Frey was right. A waste of food would be awful for them, especially in the spring when they were still waiting for prey to become completely available. The Sanctum didn't have too many hunters that were working for them now, and this would put a damper on an already low supply.
    "Isn't wasting food the exact opposite of what you want to do during a famine?" Raphael's voice wasn't laced with iciness but it may as well have been. The grey brown tabby shifted on his paws, trying to think of all possible outcomes. Worst comes to worse they loose an ally, but it wasn't like Hawkclan was doing much for them anyways. At this point it was just like a weaker power begging for help every chance that they got.
    "Come, it might be a while until Youngmenace or Maria come, we'll bring you to the camp," He would say through gritted teeth, casting a questioning glance to the head. In the end she was the one with most pull here, so all he could do was hope it wouldn't go disastrously.





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    Littlestar was incredibly thankful to see the first person arriving quickly. They looked rather familiar. A red kitsune. Freya. Oh yes, she remembered her. The dark grey tabby, to this day, was still thankful for their help. Her golden eyes flickered. They had already helped, would they do it again? She nibbled her lips anxiously and listened to what the girl had to say. Of course. That question had to pop up some way. She gave a little groan, lowering her head and shaking it. "It's gonna sound crazy but... it's to stop the famine. Yesterday or today, I'm not sure, a fucking 'god' came to me after I fainted. It told me the famine was 'cos of the hawk god-spirit thingy being displeased at lack of tradition and shit. We haven't done shit. Reason is; I'm an atheist and I don't believe that shit but I apparently I have to ignore my fucking-ass beliefs to save my fucking clan." Tendrils of steam escaped past her scarred lips and up into the air. The fire in her belly was close to igniting but she had it suppressed for the mean while. Save your clan first. Let it out later. Harder done then said. The second male sounded very challenging and he also sounded already as if he were voicing the dreaded word 'no'. "M'yeah. But I'm on the chance this works. If it does, then that prey won't have mattered and we can pay you back with the prey that will come after." Littlestar disliked having to beg, dislike having to grovel and come up with every point as to why they should aid her but she had to do this. "Okay." The three legged tabby said after he spoke of Youngmenace and Maria, golden eyes narrowing a little.

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    MY OATH TO HERTHE — Freya — The Sanctum's Head Blueblood — she/her
    She could sense the desperation within the HawkClan leader. Her thoughts came to the idea of the god being she supposively spoken with, tell her how to break free of the famine that was stil plaguing them. As crazy as it sounded, she believed in beings like Gods. Freya would like to help them, but she honestly wasn't sure.
    "I know you want to help your Clan, but what do you think might happen if it doesn't work?" Freya questions Littlestar. It might be a good idea as well to have both leaders to be here to know what is currently going on.

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    MARIA W.  

    Littlestar breathes in and then out. She gives her head a little shake and glances at her paws. "Then I will take other chances I get." She said, her voice edged with bitterness and a hint of sadness. This, despite being the craziest attempt at getting prey back, was one of the most hopeful ones. The other attempt had been the journey to a better place, searching for prey but it had gone so, so wrong. The three other people that had gone on the journey with her had died because of a decision she made. Thinking of it made her stomach twist painfully. There was no way she was going back to that. Trying that again... she just couldn't think about it. "But this will work. It has to." Her voice turned to determination and she lifted her head, staring at Freya with a dark gleam in her golden eyes. Now where are your leaders? "Are your leaders coming here?" She questioned tiredly, not bothering to cover up the fact her need to go back home was present.

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    MY OATH TO HERTHE — Freya — The Sanctum's Head Blueblood — she/her
    Her own black eye narrowed. The determination she heard gave the kitsune a nod of her head, turning her head to Raphael.
    "I'm going to help Littlestar. I'll take some prey to help them with the sacrifice; if it doesn't work, I'll take full responsibility for it." Freya turns her attention to the feline and bows her head. "I will do what I can. I just hope that what you say is true."

    Bumping for the leaders but I will make the volcano sacrifice thread! The prey roundup will be assumed to have been done prior and the Sanctum and Hawkclan can throw it in during this thread :)) Real excited <3

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    when you're late, but it's okay because at least you did your best to reply

    Ears are twitched back as he comes to approach the group, not liking how Littlestar cursed at them and demanded they come out. The demon observes at the other arrive before him, none too pleased by the "greeting", but he doesn't stay on if for long– not when she' talking about throwing prey into a volcano. It's normal for anyone to think it might not work, though it seems like Freya is determined to help out whether Maria and him say so or not. Youngmenace's whiskers quiver as the younger leader asks if they're coming. "Yeah, uh, s-sorry for the delay." He murmurs in a soft tone as pinkish eyes focus on the she-cat. Then his eyes slide to the kitsune before flickering to the side. "At least wait for an okay because doing that could land you in serious trouble." The words are sent towards Freya, but there's no warning or threat in his words. For all any of them knew Maria and him could have dropped HawkClan to neutrals (They didn't, though.). Anyway, he tilts his head to give Littlestar a small nod. "You can count us in for helping."

    All goods mate <3

    Littlestar watches Youngmenace approach with a hint of apprehension in her gaze. It wasn't him that was intimidating her, it was the fact that he had so much power on saying 'yes' or 'no' and she couldn't do anything about it but wait. He seemed pretty polite but she barely knew him. The three legged tabby dipped her head at his first statement. "Not much of a problem. It was only a minute or so." I'm lying. Time is everything right now. The tabby glances at Freya, inwardly cringing at the trouble she had caused towards the Sanctum member. It seemed alright though because he turned back to her. There was no hostility and she couldn't make out a decision behind those pink eyes. "You can count us in for helping." She offered him a once in a lifetime tired smile and lowered her head. "This won't be forgotten. What's your name?" It was either Youngmenace or Maria, from what the previous person said, but she wasn't sure. He looked as if he'd have the more masculine name but who knew!

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    Merle had been coming up upon the group of animals that had been talking about something. Herbs in his mouth. He wasn't no medical animal though, no. Just a humble tea maker, and just like usually Merle had been drunk from his own teas. "Thowing food into the fire!!! That.... THats crazy talk!" he slurred. Placing down th bundle of herbs. "Maybe.... your wried God friend needs one of my special tea blends! It has..... milk and... catmint and lavander! Don't give it to the kids though they be fucked UP for dayssss."

    ((I am sooo sorry for him