Don't You Dare Forget The Sun | Darkclanners

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    Ruestar



    He rarely socialized outside of the clan since his leadership, though if Windclan had information on the possible perpetrators then he'd gather what information he could. Smokey grey paws cane to a halt at the border of the moor residing clan, his green eyes scanning over the vast land caked in white. Ruestar stood tall, now him and the small party would wait for a patrol or someone.


    // .:NightBlaze:.



    Shattered and broken

    I’m feeling hopeless — tags

    bigdiamons_by_cat_frog-dct1gnb.png Diamondpaw trotted by the border, as always, waiting for her mom to return to her. And as always, met someone different. Once she spotted the Darkclanners, she attempted to look adult as she was still a little kitten-sized. She fluffed up, padding to the cats in a friendly manner. "I'm Diamondpaw of WindClan. What brings you here? I can fetch the leader if you want," the she-cat started, not really knowing how to act. She wasn't really educated in interclan situations and so she lacked a lot of confidence. What if these cats were disappointed when they were searching for warriors and met the snow-white apprentice? The kitten sat down and observed the grey tom with green eyes. She never met such cat before, and their scent reminded her of something. It was different, the scent of pine trees and mountain air. The kitten suddenly was brought to attention, her eyes dragging to her neck where the diamond laid. She suddenly felt different. She just couldn't explain it. The white kit was not long-furred or calico, still, her silky pelt carried a soft glimmer after her mother, and her brave brown eyes were something you don't see every day. This diamond will guide you to your family, my little jewel. Still, Diamondpaw had no idea who her mother could be and if these cats could know her. She quickly considered her thoughts pathetic, and waited for the grey tom's response.


    //hehe Bael, remember what I said about the secret kiddos? ;3

    SUNPAW

    NIMBLE FEET / WINDCLAN


    Sunpaw brought herself forward and there she stopped. Settling in and letting the others speak first. Then, she would offer a soft flick of her ears. I hope everything is okay.


    speaking

    ✦ ✧ ✦ slipping up beside Diamondpaw, the fluffy blue and white she-cat's normally bright, mint green eyes were dark and narrowed, her fur slightly bristled along her shoulders. although she was much older now and past it, Talonpaw was still on edge about DarkClan and how she had been cast out and abandoned here at such a young age. unbeknownst to her, the DarkClan leader before her was the littermate of her grandmother, Lilystar, which would only further hurt the apprentice had she known this tom likely knew of her mother's decision to leave her kits on the border and without a mother. thinking of Twilightrise's choice made her flatten her ears slightly as she studied Ruestar up and down. she felt that it was wrong of her to hold a grudge against the other clan simply because her mother was unfit to take care of them and decided to ship them off to Eaglespirit, but part of her knew she would never get over what had happened all those moons ago. shaking the thoughts from her mind, she shook it off, and let her now cautious but relaxed gaze rest on the tom.


    "Ruestar, what brings you to WindClan?"


    there was a large part of her that wanted to ask him if he knew her mother, and if he had known her and her littermates when they were in DarkClan. could he have done something to stop Twilightrise from abandoning them, or could he have punished her for taking them away from the clan? after all, it had certainly benefitted WindClan when it could have benefitted DarkClan. Buzzardflight became a talented healer, and she and Owlpaw were healthy and on their way to becoming talented warriors for their new clan. biting her tongue, she kept her mouth shut. it wouldn't be appropriate, she was just an apprentice after all.




    Ruestar



    He was first greeted by apprentices, a small white molly then a golden tabby, his eyes finally falling upon the blue and white molly who caught his sight a moment longer than the others before the tom snapped back into focus. "If you could." Ruestar nodded his head to the youngest molly before the blue and white one spoke up causing his green optics upon her. "I was hoping to speak with Jasperstar, just to learn a bit more on a certain predator that I've been told Windclan knows about."



    ･ﾟ ✦ ° The Room Where it happens -

    Owlscreech would stay by her leaders side, the dark brown tabby only offering a soft smile to the apprentices that would appear before them. When Ruestar asked to speak to Jasperstar, she lightly spoke up, "And...if there is a Wolfpaw available...maybe we could speak to her as well?.." she would look to her leader and continue softly, "That was the cat I heard talking when I visited..." Owlscreech had hoped that the apprentice she had met when she visited so long ago would somehow end up on the patrol that found them, but hopefully she would not be needed if Jasperstar had the information they were looking for.



    "please dont hurt me."


    Shattered and broken

    I’m feeling hopeless — tags

    bigdiamons_by_cat_frog-dct1gnb.png Diamondpaw nodded. These cats looked so honorable and... and royal! Diamondpaw didn’t see such cats before. She felt like supposed to do what they say- probably because she was mot quite an assertive person and would listen to any strangers. “You mean Jasper.. and {WolfHeart} ? I can fetch these two,” she answered and ran to the camp, calling for the warrior and the leader.




    Most Disputes die and no one shoots

            Number 1 — tags

    Back at camp, WolfHeart would be grooming her pelt, having just finished a patrol and had finally found a moment to relax. When Diamondpaw called for her and Jasperstar, the warrior frowned lightly in concern and got to her paws quickly, "Diamondpaw? Is everything alright?" Her dark prine green eyes would glow in soft worry, as she spoke.







    "This man will not make an orphan of my daughter!"


    Shattered and broken

    I’m feeling hopeless — tags

    bigdiamons_by_cat_frog-dct1gnb.png The apprentice happily twitched her tail as she found one person. “Two cats from DarkClan who remember you as Wolfpaw want to talk about you with some beasts? Something like that. It sounds interesting,” she said, guiding them to the Darkclanners.






    MORNINGFROST

    ❝ I wear a mask again and go to see you❞

    TAGS ☆彡darkclan. a place he can both hate and love, an internal conflict that doesn't easily go away. not really hesitant, the blue tabby hangs back for now, just waiting until jasperstar came. he didn't intent to stay around for long, especially not in front of ruepaw- eh, ruestar. like sister, like brother, he supposes.

    Most Disputes die and no one shoots

            Number 1 — tags

    Wolfheart would frown in confusion, but with Morningfrost staying behind to alert Jasperstar, the warrior would follow Diamondpaw to where these DarkClanners were waiting. But why would Darkclan be asking for her specifically? She could understand maybe needing Jasperstar....


    When they reached the border, Wolfheart would dip her head respectfully to the two cats and meow gently, "I was Wolfpaw, now named Wolfheart. I understand you wanted to speak to me and Jasperstar?"





    "This man will not make an orphan of my daughter!"

    Blossomkit poked her nose out from under the nursery, smelling new catscents. "What do they want?" She was tempted to wonder aloud, but managed to hold her tongue. This was none of a kit's business, after all. "Chillykit wouldn't be afraid. Chillykit would've interacted with those cats as if he were Jasperstar himself!" She thought sadly as she paced back inside the confines of the nursery. She felt...brand new, for lack of better words, without her friend. A brand new kit in an unfamiliar place with unfamiliar cats.

    The dark warrior sauntered after the two female’s, not willing to leave them defenseless should darkclan be mousebrains and decide to attack them in a lame tracking post

    We've got to hold on, to what we've got — JasperStar — WindClan —


    JasperStar wasn't really sure how well the DarkClan alliance was holding up, now that LilyStar was gone and DarkClan had gone through a couple of leadership changes. When he spotted RueStar's patrol, he figured he might be here on alliance business. "Greetings, RueStar. What brings you to WindClan?"




    Ruestar



    As Wolfpaw- or rather, Wolfheart, arrived he glanced at Owlscreech to confirm that this was the right molly as he only had her words at the moment to go off of. His attention was soon drawn to Jasperstar as Windclan's leader approached, Ruestar dipped his head in greeting to the tabby. "Darkclan has run into complications with what is believed to be wolves.. I've heard you know a thing or two about the beasts." His green gaze never faltered away from the tom, even with what seemed to be half his clan watching and listening. "Also, I was hoping that in light of our shared alliance with Bloodclan that we do could become allies, continuing the alliance my sister had with you."





    Eaglespirit had been in camp, and when the call for Jasperstar came he followed, curious on what was happening. After all, he was his senior warrior and all - the one that he for some reason put his trust in. He would make sure nothing bad would come.


    He listened in on Ruestar's words, vaguely wondering if the other recognized the large tom from when he was in Darkclan for a week, before leaving with all of his and Twilightrise's kits, unaware that the tom was his sorta-ex's uncle. Still, he sat back, pleased that Darkclan and Windclan would become allies. Windclan needed allies - no one could succeed alone.


    ˜”*°•EAGLESPIRIT•°*”˜

    SENIOR WARRIOR

    20 MOONS

    WINDCLAN

    tags



    ･ﾟ ✦ ° The Room Where it happens -

    Owlscreech would nod as Ruestar looked at her for confirmation. After Ruestar spoke she would smiled gently to WolfHeart, "I don't know if you remember me...but when I was apprentice I came to Windclan with Feathers as gifts for the leader and deputy. While I was hear I heard you talking to a few other apprentices about wolves." She would tilt her head gently, "I was hoping you could share whatever knowledge you had about them with us..."



    "please dont hurt me."

    We've got to hold on, to what we've got — JasperStar — WindClan —


    Wolves? That was a new one. JasperStar couldn't recall ever having run into the canines, though he wouldn't put it past StarClan to inflict them upon his clan just for a laugh. "I can't say I've had many dealings with wolves, but with beasts, yes. Are they threatening your clan?" He would help of course, if needed. The bengal knew one way to deal with oversized monsters, it was how the monitor lizards had been defeated. But the knowledge had come at a terrible cost, and he didn't wish to relive the moment. He hadn't even been there when it had happened, but he knew regardless. On the topic of an alliance, JasperStar was glad to solidify one with DarkClan. He knew his clan mates weren't completely happy with BloodClan, as he was, with DarkClan as a certain ally, hopefully that would pacify some of them. "I would be happy to continue the alliance, RueStar. LilyStar was a wonderful friend of mine, despite the, deputy dispute. May she rest peacefully." One of DarkClan's warriors spoke, revealing it was actually Wolfheart who knew of the canines. "Wolfheart, do you know anything about these creature that may help DarkClan?"

    Most Disputes die and no one shoots

            Number 1 — tags

    The dark gray she-cat would blink in surprise as the dark clanner asked for her help. And when Jasperstar questioned her as well, she looke thoughtful, wracking her brain for any useful information she might be able to provide, "Well....when I was younger, my father would tell me stories about them....none of them were good, mind you." She would look at the Darkclan cats solmenly, "Wolves, from what my father told me, are larger then dogs. Meaner, and smarter. They live in groups just like we do, and once they enter a territory they don't usually leave..." Her ears flattened gently as she sighed, "I'm sorry...I'm afraid I don't have a solution to your problem, however, there are ones that strike it on their own.....but those are more dangerous...almost like being alone drives it insane..."




    "This man will not make an orphan of my daughter!"