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swampheart
"stop yelling ratpaw it doesn't solve anything." swampheart sighs, understanding and agreeing with her point but not having her intense frustration about it. where he had been during the rat attack was for another day. "okay we take the fight to them - but we be strategic about it, okay? we dont take on more than we can handle. we find their base, lay some bait out for them then kill the rats that go for it. clear those rats away until they're gone." he offers as a solution. rats would eat any prey of theirs. "we need someone closeby with herbs for injuries." he adds.
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aww thank you very much! its fun to play him as a responsible shadowclan warrior because in darkclan he was an awful guy haha
sorry to hear that yowl! :(
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swampheart
swampheart takes in this new information, frowning. "you're telling me our only alliance is with bloodclan? that we have no other alliances?" he asks, incredeulous. this has to be a joke! why on earth were they allied with the city cats? what use are cats in the city? "we really should get more allies or try to at least. we barely have any warriors or members as it is, if we get attacked we're .... screwed." he uses a lighter curse near ratpaw.
"if we did make allies, darkclan and thunderclan would be good options. thunderclan, if we can win their hearts over, might help us defend against bloodclan attacks"
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he has two litters and a mate in darkclan who he just .... left for shadowclan! not a good guy haha
i really like ratpaw! i like their reactions!
aw yeah swampheart definetly is trying to redeem himself by helping yowlpaw haha! its really fun to mentor him! :)
they put a muzzle on it? thats so extra of them ahah
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swampheart
their only alliance in bloodclan and thats both a terrible alliance to have and one thats failing. they dont have the numbers or resources to fight off bloodclan if they do decide to cause trouble. he'd discussed this with jeminai and ratpaw before and today he wants to at least feel out the territory.
"im going on patrol to thunderclan today to see how likely it could be to have an alliance with them as it could be vital if our bloodclan alliance crumbles. who will join?"
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swampheart
((haha same this training session is before all of them :) ))
"you need to get better at lying." he snorts at the barely disguised lie. "or, tell me the truth. either or really." lying was his own personal perfected skill. no one in shadowclan yet knows of his two darkclan litters. hes a good liar. "maybe we should do lie training as well sometime hm? learn how to pretend to like someone? its more helpful than you might think."
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swampheart
coming back to camp at a run, swampheart enters as the heat of battle is wearing off. he hisses and bats them out of camp with deep scars as they scamper off. where did they all come from?? ratpaw seems to have the situation handled so he races over to her with a concerned frown. "did anyone get bitten?"
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swampheart
"how much pair training have you both done?" he asks the apprentices. he knows for sure he hasnt taught yowlpaw much yet but perhaps sorrelfire had taught ratpaw some. "if you need, we can refresh your skills before we make our move." he presses seriously. even one rat bite could be fatal so watching out for each other will be vital.
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so strange! i had a friend who had something similar ((a tsum tsum)) and i think people teased her but were curious about it? idk sorry it happened!
i would love for that to eventually come out to the clan! not yet but if swampheart becomes somewhat respected it would be nice to like yank the rug from under his paws haha!
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swampheart
with a vague plan in place, swampheart feels more in control of whats to come. the cream warrior lumbers towards the apprentice den, green eyes searching for the ones who need practise with fighting. taking on rats would require team work .... the warriors would be okay but the apprentices might not be ....
"any apprentices or warriors who need help with team working in a battle come outside."
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swampheart
"starclan." swampheart hisses in shock his heart jumping in fear seeing the disfigured female on their border. not only was she deathy silent but she looked deadly, half her face missing. shes coming from darkclans side and so he heads towards her cautiously, if generally friendly. "hello? who are you? do you need to cross shadowclan lands?"
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swampheart
ratpaw should get used to building allies. you cant burn every bridge and leave yourself defenseless with no members. alliance would be good, even if hard to make. "we'll be going to them looking to make an alliance. if they become aggressive towards us, we leave and no fighting back. if we fight it proves we are dishonest about wanting an aliance." he says to remind both her and himself. "im not expecting instant results, but we need to see if the possibility is there."
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swampheart
shes looking for an apprentice? one she knows by name? it raises suspisions in swampheart. theres been talk of a disfigured loner murdering kits. hadnt birdpaw left darkclan for safety? is this whos shes running from?
the cream tom flicks his ears back, back raising challengingly. he has no qualms chasing her away. "i asked: what are your intentions here."
what would she do when she found birdkit?
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swampheart
exhaustion, is swamphearts reason for not noticing ratpaws absense. it certainly feels something missing but between the patrols and the rebuilding he cant place it. when he goes to find yowlpaw, he knows what it is. ratpaw. her paws had swollen far bigger than they should have and the air stinks of sickness. "ratpaw?" he stalks forwards, looking for some kind of reaction. how far gone is she?
theyve lost elders and kits, maybe ratpaw is the first appprentice to go .... no. he wont allow her to be killed by her namesake. "ratpaw, wake up. somebody, call our medic!"
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swampheart
((well written! go ratpaw!))
hearing ratpaw would go near carrionplace, swampheart had watched like a hawk admit the pine trees. he watches as ratpaw deftly catches all her prey, one after the other. it is incredibly impressive especially when the rat infestation was barely days ago. swamp green eyes trace her crouch, noting its perfection. sorrelfire has done well with her! i hope i can train yowlpaw as well as this ....
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swampheart
"an apprentice leaves darkclan to be safe from a disfigured cat. a disfigured cat shows up on our border looking for her, without saying why she wants to see her. i would be a crap warrior if i didnt connect the dots." swampheart snarls, not buying any of this for a second. theyve lost too many shadowclanners recently and if he doesnt at least check then why the heck even be called a protector??
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amberpaw
"the flower fields." trips off his tongue before he can stop them. he flicks a self surprised glance at clovershade, ducking his head and raising his pace. "i used to go there with a um, friend of mine." the word feels fake on his tongue but clovershade probably doesnt want to hear his backstory on their first outing together. or ever if amberpaw could keep it that way. "its a nice place to .... relax." the ginger tabby clears his throat. why cant he shake that night from his mind? why is he so awkward with clovershade?? would she even mind?
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amberpaw
is she ..... always this positive and open? amberpaw casts glances at her as they amble on. how could someone be like that? isnt she afraid someone will takr advantage of her open nature? seeing her look down at her paws, he rolls his eyes agrivated by being so awkward with girls. it was never like this was stagpaw! why cant he just talk normally to her?? jaw tense he grunts the response, shoulders arching inwards. "um .... more nervous than anything. its such a big thing, and with my family well .... its a lot of pressure." its a bit of a dark chuckle that follows. "were you.... nervous for your trials?"
((omg im so sorry hes so repressed! hell really appreciate clovershade once he tells her haha!))
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swampheart
"if our alliance is falling apart with bloodclan then getting thunderclan on our side would benefit both our clans." he feels out the answer, not certain about it. it seems right. "we can ask what they would expect from us from an alliance and work towards it. it'll take time but i believe it would be worth it. enemy of my enemy is my friend mentality, after all."
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swampheart
in response to bloodclan breaking basically every single promise they'd made to shadowclan, swampheart has taken it on himself to seek out how badly damaged their relationship with thunderclan is. salvageable? destroyed? he believes everything can be fixed, and shaky politics are no different. he sees a thunderclan patrol rustling through the bushes on the other side of the thunderpath. the trees are cleared slightly, so they would easily spot his cream tabby form, long ears swivelled towards them, green eyes open, form not tense. "hello thunderclanners - my name is swampheart." he greets pleasantly enough, flickering between the thunderclanners on the patrol. "i have come to ask a question from you."
