Calling in a favor {Snowclan Meeting!}

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    Boldheart had been here not so long ago, although this time is was many degrees more peaceful. The solidly-built Riverclan tom stepped into camp and sniffed the air, then called out in his deep voice. "Hey Snowclan, I've got a message from Desolatestar!"


    He sat back, noticing the fresh-kill pile and flicking his tail in interest. Snowclan seemed to be doing all right for themselves. The tom's white paws bore traces of fresh blood that water and snow hadn't quite cleaned off yet, and there was a minor scrap on one side.

    Puddlestar heard the unfamiliar voice and eased out of her den, sniffing the air and detecting RiverClan scent. The cry had been about Desolatestar, and the cat was RiverClan, so her guard eased somewhat. Still, her tail tip twitched as she headed for the warrior, looking apprehensive. The blood on the cat's pelt and paws was not a good sign. "From Desolatestar?" she meowed, looking nervous. "It's not good news, is it? Good StarClan, you're hurt. What's wrong in RiverClan?"

    Boldheart nodded a greeting to Puddlestar. "I'm afraid it isn't good news. I'm hurt?" He repeated, looking down at himself in surprise. He couldn't figure out what she meant until he spotted the scr.ape, and he wiped a few spots of blood away and shrugged. "No, that doesn't hurt at all. Had bee stings bigger."

    Puddlestar laughed, a brief and forced laugh though. "Well, I suppose it looks like a more serious wound from the angle I'm standing at. Still, can't be good. Well, let's hear it. I'll see what I can do about it." she meowed, looking with scrutiny at the wound. "Once you tell me, be sure to take a moment to sit down and breathe. It's not a quick trip from RiverClan to SnowClan, unless it's taken at a dead run."

    After dragging a traitor of an apprentice half the journey, Boldheart was indeed a little worn, and he sat willingly. "The Riverclan Rebels have struck an attack on our camp - they got away with Skyvision." He reported, golden eyes grave. It was hard to continue a joking front with their medicine cat at stake.

    Puddlestar couldn't help but look appalled. An attack was one thing, but it was an another thing entirely to take a medicine cat. It was unheard of. Shaking her head, she looked back to Boldheart. "Who are the River Rebels?" she asked abruptly, not recognizing the name of the group. She supposed they'd help them. It would be returning a favor.

    ((OOC| Exactly what Boldheart thought :P))


    Boldheart grunted at the thought of them. "They attacked Desolatestar some moons ago. She banished them, of course." He explained, shortly. No need to go making Riverclan look weak - he was ever conscious of his clan's reputation.

    Puddlestar shook her head. A group of traitors had attacked RiverClan and taken a Medicine Cat. "And I hope they end up in the Dark Forest for the trouble they've caused." she growled unhappily, her blue-grey tabby pelt bristling. "Well. We can help, though we have a somewhat limited number. How many warriors do you think you need to help? Did she send to any other clans for help?"

    "Yes, Desolatestar was determined to show them what happened when they mess with medicine cats. Even a few warriors would help, Puddlestar." Boldheart hoped for more than a few, but so far the Snowclan leader seemed the most observant of them.


    ((OOC| popular thread, ain't it!))

    OOC: A few warriors would help. xD


    IC:


    Puddlestar nodded briefly. "I'll see what I can do. It's leafbare, so many are out hunting... But there should be at least a few to go." she replied, before bounding quickly on top of the high rock. "Warriors of SnowClan, gather beneath the rock for a... Brief meeting." she called.

    Nightwalker dropped the rabbit he had caught onto the freshkill pile. He padded quickly to the foot of the high rock, bouncing like a kit. That's what he was, really, a kit in a warrior's body. "What's going on?" he chirped excitedly.

    "I'll tell you when a few more warriors get here..." she told Nightwalker, looking around the clearing. Puddlestar was starting to get a bit nervous - where were her warriors?

    OOC: *in response to Puddlestar* In BloodClan territory.


    By the way, I had taken in Rainstorm from Nara after she left, but I never got the opportunity to RP him. I'll have him in this thread, then. (:


    IC: Lunarchill's kits were of a decent age now, and the white queen prepared to enter the clearing. But before she could do so, a brown tabby tomkit bounced out of the nursery.


    "I wanna go!" Stowkit mewed. He had little clue that he was named after Thrasherclaw - the dead Blackheart Rogue founder had originally been Stowkit and Stowpaw before being attacked by a thrasher and claiming the name he was known as today - but even as he knew the weight of the name on his shoulders he knew he'd never turn out like him. Besides, he wasn't even directly related to the guy; he was an "in-law" relative, his half-siblings being parented by Thrasherclaw and Lunarchill.
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    Stowkit's father, Rainstorm, was nearby, just padding out of the warriors' den. The blue tabby tom happily grunted and nudged Stowkit. "You can't go into the battle. Because, uh, you're too young, and would get hurt," he meowed. He was not the most comfortable parent, but there was no doubt he loved his kits - and his mate, too. His blue eyes gleamed with a little worry as Lunarchill was finally able to get out of the nursery. "You okay?" he asked.
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    Lunarchill blinked in response. "Yes, I am," she murmured, her white pelt blending in with the snow. Louder, she meowed, "What's happening?"

    OCC:................no internet for months............Also...I haven't seen Kiara rping Luxuriankit...I shall rp him...



    IC
    Okami stretched out, her lean body growing. Luxuriankit and Tamaryn were right behind her.


    "...Nani? What is it this time?" Okami yawned. She had been in this clan long enough, but she still felt no point to these clan meetings.


    "We get to fight?" Luxuriankit mewed.


    "...Of course! Puddlestar's going to let you young kits fight in the first battle we have..." She giggled.

    Secretkit padded close to her mother, relishing in the close company. She looked around curiously, and at the last words of her mother Okami she meowed quietly, "You can't be serious?" Other than that, she said little if anything at all. She prefered the peace and quiet, not shrieking cats in pain.

    Faingdaylight padded out from the warriors den, prickling his ears as the clan leader called a meeting. Padding over, he noticed that some of the warriors were missing, even Iceheart and Rueheart. He began to get worried. Eversince the blizzard came in, not many cats were seen.

    "However many can be spared." Boldheart nodded. Conscious of passing time he quickly gestured to the entrance. "I'll go ahead - anyone can follow my trail." He nodded his thanks once more to Puddlestar and jogged back towards Riverclan.

    "can I join a battle patrol?"Icefeather said. her silver tabby pelt and blue eyes glistining in the sun light,

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    Dudepaw trotted over towards the gathering cats ears twitching in curiousity. Whoa. Whats going on? The red tabby and white tom asked.