Posts by rosewater.

Shrieking. That was, surprisingly enough, quite a common thing to hear in RiverClan. Rosewater could not count the times that someone had shrieked, and she had thought they were dying or something and rushed to the scene, and it turnd out they were shrieking over some trivial thing. She was tallying up one more time, though, because hearing Vaughn's shriek (she didn't know it was his- all she knew was that it was a shriek) made Rosewater come running, sure that he was being killed or maimed or something equally terrible.

Nope. There was Wimund, that little cub who had acted quite shy when Rosewater had returned, and some pink creature that she had never seen before, Carly, and Vaughn, who seemed to be looking terrified. Of what? Rosewater's gaze flickered around until it settled on the dead frog, which looked like it had been flung quite a distance. The pale feline was confused, to say the least. Her clanmates were joking about Vaughn sleeping with a frog. Rosewater decided to give him the benefit of th doubt and not automatically assume that he had some weird frog kink. "What happened?" That was all she said, her white tail slowly swishing behind her.

To be honest, Rosewater had never done anything interesting with her meet-and-greets. The most creative thing she had done was ask her clanmates to tell her two things about themselves; their favorite of something, and something they liked to do, and even that had been for a clanwide meet-and-greet she had hosted. It wasn't even one of her personal ones. Needless to say, Carly was being a hell of a lot more unique with her meet-and-greet. The ivory cat had been lounging in the sun on the beach, a favorite pastime of hers, when she heard Carly's call. The lioness's words were accurate; Rosewater did have time to kill, and so she rolled over onto her paws, strolling over to the much larger feline.

Never before had Rosewater seen a twister mat; she didn't even know the game existed. There was a bit of confusion in her pink eyes as she glanced from the mat to Carly. "Alright, first of all, you already know my name- Rosewater. Second of all, what is this game? It involves this?" She raised a fictional eyebrow, gaze moving back down to the twister mat. It had a spinner, and weird splotches on it, and Rosewater was moving from having "a bit of confusion in her pink eyes" to having a lot of it.

The last time she had hosted a game of Truth or Dare, she was pretty sure it ended up in people kissing. It wasn't a particularly mature game, in Rosewater's opinion. She thought it was sort of just a way to embarrass others, but at least you could have fun doing it. It wasn't her favorite game (what her favorite game was was still unknown to Rosewater, even), but it wasa good way to see what others were like, and since she had only recently turned, she didn't quite know everyone's personality. This would be a way to figure it out, maybe even bond with her clanmates.

The pale-furred girl was seated in the main cave of the camp, light rose eyes sweeping over her clanmates. "Anyone want to play Truth or Dare?" She called, sweeping one pink-padded paw over her remaining ear. It was weird to only have one ear there, to be basically deaf on one side. It made Rosewater feel quite self-conscious sometimes, but for now she was feeling fine.

Rosewater's head swung up when Vaughn spoke, a look of surprise crossing her face. She hadn't heard his approach; such was the magic of missing one of her ears. It made her deaf on one side, and her good ear hadn't been facing whre he had been coming from. It took her a beat to settle her fur, which had puffed up a tad in alarm, and calm her expression. "Oh, hi. Yeah. Rosewater." She confirmed, before glancing at the herbs at her paws. "These? These are, well, a lot of herbs. I think I've got marigold, horsetail, feverfew, catchweed, celandine-" Rose cut herself off, realizing she was rambling. "Well, basically, a lot of herbs. I used to be a doctor, so... the habit of herb gathering is still within me, I guess." She gestured to the tiny herb piles, before moving a bit of thyme to the pile of pain-stopping and calming herbs.

A flash of disappointment popped up when Vaughn told her that he didn't know anyone named Himiko- even though he said that it was hard to meet everyone in RiverClan, so he just might have not met her, Rose was pretty sure he would have known Himiko. She had a sort of presence, in Rosewater's mind. That disappointment turned to a mix of sadness and anger when Desmond came over and explained that Himiko had died. "She- she- murdered? Those BloodClan fuckers." Rosewater gritted her teeth, fur bristling. If she had been less pissed, she might have explained what BloodClan was to Desmond, but she was pissed, so that didn't happen. She stood there and lashed her tail, before letting her fur slowly lie flat again.

"I'm very sorry to hear she was murdered. But, still, a pleasure to meet you, Desmond. If you didn't hear, I'm Rosewater." There was still a hint of uncontrolled anger in her voice, but it was not directed at the doberman. It was directed at the BloodClanner who had supposedly killed her, whoever that was. Rosewater regretted being so hesitant around Himiko, after Titan had attacked his clanmates, just because she had been his mate. She wondered what had happened to their children; they had probably left or disappeared, as many did, with no reason to stay in RiverClan anymore.

This was the first time Rosewater had seen Ramses since she had returned, and she was surprised to see that he looked angry. The white feline trotted over, taking a seat next to Vaughn. He was the only one there, besides Ramses, that she had spoken to, and she felt comfortable enough to sit nearby, therefore sitting near Beautifulspirit, too. The hybrid's odd appearance distracted her for a moment, but then her gaze flickered back up to Ramses. She wanted to call up to him, to say hello, but that wouldn't have been appropriate, she didn't think. Plus, he looked pissed. Rosewater had to wonder why; was it because of activity? Or did somebody do something bad? Did another clan do something?

Those thoughts tumbled around in her head for a bit, but finally she just settled on thinking how weird it was to see him up there, all alone. It had once been Ivylee up there, and then Arcanepaw and Ramses, and then it was solely Ramses. What a strange sight.

The idea of having children was a bit of a scary one to Rosewater. Having to keep track of yourself, your clanmates, and also a bunch of kids that were relying on you for food and protection? No thanks. If other people had kids, though, Rosewater was down with that. When Himiko had had her kids, when Princess Hope had had a kid (Rosewater cringed at the memory of her old mentor), that had been fine. She was sure that Vaughn would be fine, too. There wasn't much of an expression change on her face when she came over and heard the news. It was a little surprising, since a pregnany announcement always was, but Rose simply accepted it.

"Congratulations." She said with a calm flick of her tail. Rose almost said "good luck" but stopped herself at the last second, instead falling silent and only giving Vaughn a nod. She was trying to be chill about it, considering the fact that some pink dude had just run off after sounding somewhat bitter. That wasn't exactly the support that Vaughn needed, and although Rosewater wasn't really giving any, she was trying to.