Posts by DESMOND.

"We'll be there of course." The male spoke with a neutral tone as he made his way over. He slowly paused beside Guillotine as he looked upon the leader of Sunclan. He sat down then and dipped his own head. Strange thought as he was planning a camping event for just Sunclan and Riverclan as well. He almost smirked at the similarities before he looked away from Suga and tilted his head just a bit.

Yes, they knew about the Renaissance Fest since it had been announced in the meeting not too long ago. It was taken into account what was going on with Bloodclan and the leader gave a slight nod of his head. Right now, they had not had any troubles with Bloodclan and so he figured that all wouldn't be bad going on with them. Or at least he didn't see a reason for Riverclan to start up hostilities with them. Unless something happened. The thought bubbled in his head and he blinked once before cyan orbs lightly just slightly a gold mixture shifting in them before disappearing altogether. "It's nice to hear that Sunclan's holding up just well. Lately Shadowclan's been troubling us but they haven't been trying too hard to be nuisances. So they are aren't much to worry about currently. But other than that were are doing well and have just managed to move onto the mainland and off of our islands. Camp's located back against the hillside of the mountains now."

"Obscuro, host a sand castle competition on the red sands of our new beach. Shininglight host an herb training session and Guillotine you can hold a face painting session or go and prank one of our allies with paint." He rumbled off with a slow pace as he looked at the only three that had come forward so far. He figured he would just wait and see who else would come forth for a weekly task.

Desmond remembered that he had been to Hawkclan once but he had never actually gotten to talk to the Hawkclan leader one on one. They didn't see Hawkclan much either which was beginning to put their alliance in jeopardy as well. Still he wouldn't make a move against them until he felt like they were become useless and hanging on to them because of being proclans. He didn't know much of those status but he knew that proclans were looked upon as being...good natured he supposed. Hearing Guillotine's voice the male made his way forward and he looked upon the bird before he stretched his own wings out just slightly. Still he hadn't used them but that was okay. He then looked at his First mate before flicking his tail slightly. "So, does he have a name? Where did he come from?"

His ears had picked up the sounds of heavy breathing, labored panting that spoke of stress. Of overlapping mindsets and the strange angelic looking male made his way forward slowly. He didn't know what he was going to see when he finally made his way forward but the glimpse of scales as they shifted and changed into fur made him pause just to watch from afar. His body quivered from something, raw primal instincts that made his eyes narrow slightly as he looked upon the body of a Caspian tiger. Tilting his sightly at the darkened colors he allowed a low chuff to leave his throat as he placed a thick white paw forward. Was this? Core had spoken of being able to shift shapes and he had already told her that he didn't care which form she wanted to take, his love didn't stop at physical forms and so he marched forward then, eyes fixated on the black and red colored tigress before he leaned down and nuzzled against her cheek just lightly. Pressing just a bit before he moved back. "Core? Are you alright?"

He was disappointed to see that he was the only Riverclanner in attendance currently but he hoped that others would show up soon enough. The massive tiger made his way toward the area, eyes shifting over the main tent as he allow a light huff to leave his muzzle. Lately he had been tired but that's only to be expected considering the clan's move to the mainland and also how far up north they had gone. As he neared the fire he plopped down, not feeling the urge to converse just yet. Instead he watched the crackling flames before he closed his eyes, starting to doze a bit.

Since activity has been on the decline as of late I figured it would be nice to do a clanwide plot and maybe get get another clan involved. Any ideas??

The male had been walking the cobblestone streets of the village mostly all night, lingering on one house to another. He had never truly picked a home for himself here nor had he even settled himself in the central building either. It felt odd to linger here, to try and put down roots when he still had other things unsettled. A light sigh left his throat and the massive tiger turned away from the one house that he was looking on. This was no tough decision for him and frankly it had been a long time coming. He'd always known that he wasn't up to code and still he didn't know much about the clans since the book he had been about to read about them had been swept away by the hurricane. There had always been a sense of unease about leading a group of animals who he didn't understand, their culture that wasn't his own and self loathing. A great amount of that for the simple fact that he had all but forgotten his purpose for coming to Riverclan at all. It had been to simply come here and recover before he left to go and seek out his human. That was his greatest betrayal and he felt thorns puncture his heart as he curled his muzzle. Now he was this...abomination and he felt the wildfire of anger still plunged deep in his own core. It couldn't be quell yet he didn't tell anyone about it. That day that he had helped to get Willow back, he wanted them to try and stop him, he wanted spread a wrathful justice upon them for the crimes that they had committed and that justice was death. Even now he remembered clearly the way he had broken that Shadowclanner who had tried to get to Willow, breaking him had been so easy, so enjoyable. He cringed a bit as he finally paused in his walking to see that he had come back to the center of the village where he sat down as the sky began to light up for the beginning of a new day. A new day without him. "Riverclan gather for a meeting!" The brute called out before he cleared his throat one more and settled on starting with soft things.

"Sunclan has invited us to a Sleepover meant just for us so it would be nice to show them that we appreciate the gesture." He spoke up before he shook his body and pulled his wings against his body tighter with narrowed eyes. "There are no demotions and no promotions this time around. Activity has been on a steady decline so we need to think of ways to improve the welcoming and friendly nature that Riverclan has always had. But, you'll have to do that without me." He paused then, debating on if he should even try to elaborate on why he had said that. It was kind of plain and simple really and he didn't see a reason as to why he needed to do that at all. But he understood that this place over the last couple months had become his home, a place he felt a connection to. "Being leader was....not what I had ever expected to happen to me. I came here a confused and emotionally closed off canine, not expecting to stay. But it seemed fate had something different but maybe fate was wrong. I'm not the leader that you all need and so I've decided it's time to pass on the torch. " He'd chosen who he thought was more suited to the position of leader and he figured that they would do a better job than he ever good. Better than what he knew he could do. Shifting slightly he pushed himself to his paws before turning his head and looking among the crowd of animals that were all gathered here. "Shininglight. I trust you and your judgement and I think you are worthy of being Riverclan's next leader. Meeting dismissed."

//so guys this was not too hard for me to do. i kind of started realizing a couple days ago that desmond being leader was harder than it should have been. i really never meant for him to become leader, at least not so soon as he did. it kind of threw a wrench in his development for me the sudden and early rise to leadership. and i found it harder to write and develop him in riverclan and outside of it. i missed being able to write better responses and focus more on writing for me. i love him of course but leadership doesn't suite him and he hasn't had the chance to develop in the way that i had planned for him to do. but i can say that i did enjoy riverclan and really, i've always enjoyed riverclan from the time that i had first joined it with guts and till now. it's always been one of my favorite places to rp in but it looks like i'm going to be taking a small break to develop my other characters. but i really want to thank you guys for the time that i had here and how enjoyable it was to be able to bond with all of you : )

That idea that Riverclan had changed so much since he had left it was planted in his head even before his arrival into the territory he had once led them to. Frankly the male didn't expect to find any familiar faces in a world he had just left with no notion of ever returning and yet here he was. Thick large wings of snow white feathers and fawn edged tips glided effortlessly down toward the area of conflict, words spilling up to him with ease and a light breath leaving his muzzle. He was here to observe so to speak and not make much of a shift in the direction where things were going. Or perhaps he was here to stir up the pot, regardless his own agenda lied with himself and as duty bound as he had been before maybe it would spark back up. The angel that he had become was not a good one and he was unstable to a fault. It proves difficult to be fair or even peaceful at times but he manages. The militaristic creature came down from the sky, thick wings casting a shadow over everyone before his large form landed in a flurry of feathers that seemed to hold a golden sheen. Folding them he looked between Flora and the male that seemed discontent before he sat down and curled his tail against his body, large golden claws pressing and curling into the ground as his cyan eyes wandered and then narrowed. "Go on."

He had gotten a taste of how things were and their rather slow progression. It was distasteful and he supposed he would make the first move then. There was no one really spearheading anything so this would be a means to getting things flowing and attracting others to come forth and contribute to the place that they called home. The great tiger did not like dilly dallying but he supposed that couldn't be helped when life was so chaotic. Taking a deep breath the former canine would step forward, eyes searching for anyone who was around before he settled down within the street. "Riverclan gather or whatever it is that you call yourselves by now. We need to discuss things and get the ball rolling. What allies do we still have and do they consider us viable? What can we do to improve activity? Should we visit allies and let them know what is going on or wait till we have some strength?"

He was beign asked for his opinion on the situation. The tiger lifted his head up some as he pulled his ears forward and just looked at the female, though he was contemplating what he thought of the situation. These were trying times and the Riverclan as he had known it was not as it had been prior. Shifting a paw he lifted it up and flexed those golden claws for a moment. It was a hard thing to ask of his opinion when he knew nothing of her nor of this Destrian. The both of them were mere strangers to him and yet he didn't much care who led the clan as long as they led well. After all by public opinion a leader who was lacking could be over ruled and someone else put in their place and this brought him to a question. "Who will take priority for you? Riverside or Dark Dynasty? Because both will need a large amount of attention so consider that if you are planning to take charge."

Hmm, he never mentioned his past to anyone here so he found her knowledge to be a bit strange. Although perhaps his presence had made some sort of impact that he didn't yet understand. Regardless to his internal thoughts the tiger tilted his head a bit and gave a half nod of his head. It all sounded fine with him. Visiting allies was a priority and getting them to remember Riverside was what was best for as long as he would be here. He remembered his first day here and he allowed himself to settle and fold his wings closer against his body. "If you are going to be leader you should take confidence in your decisions although I'm happy that you asked my opinion before. Balancing both confidence and having those to discuss with is a good trait. But I think all of those are good ideas to push on. If you'd like I wouldn't mind doing some visiting with our alliances, just give me who you wish for me to go and see."

Jaws parted and a golden tongue slipped out from between ichor colored lips. His cyan gaze was focused on the stranger who had come to the border and he wondered vaguely who they were and why they were here. Currently Riverside was in shambles but things were slowly getting into shape he supposed. Flaring out feathered wings the large tiger took to the skies, golden shimmer spreading over the feathered appendages as he made his way over. Once his white paws touched down he curled them against his sides before he looked at the other and tilted his head a bit. "What can I do for you?" The rigid creature spoke with shoulders that were back and body firm. His head tilted to the side a bit as he was curious of this visit.