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// oh right!! wow the codes work perfectly with this well done! :0

Citrine didn't mention that their home had been lost. Utterly destroyed in the fire, in fact. She didn't want to interupt the young apprentices' rousing speech to herself. Whatever helps, Citrine thinks taking a steady glance at Bluebellpaw.

"You might want to look away then." Citrine mutters, heading over to the burned carcass of one of their clan-mates. The stench was hideous and Citrine tried to make sure her body was blocking the view from Bluebellpaw, as she picked up the scruff and started to move it away.

// thanks for understadning! <3

Citrine watched Mistypaws' eyes rove the territory, through her own narrowed green ones. She stops in her tracks with a sigh, turning so she blocks her apprentices' movement. "Yeah, after that I was planning to raid Shadowclan itself and claim myself as their one and future leader." She flicks her gaze between Mistypaws' eyes, desperate to see any sort of reaction that didn't seem distant. The fact was ... it was half believable, as Citrine was still technically a Loner.

ooc // from the fire thread when windclan are hanging out by riverclans borders! come say hey to the windfam! :)

tagging: Jasper..

Citrine was still on edge from the fire, some of her pelt still falling out from being singed from the flames. Fishing in Riverclans' borders had been difficult to manage as they couldn't go back on the moors near their camp to catch prey, there were still predators near the camp from the burnt bodies. It was all so messy.

Giving up on catching fish for the moment, Citrine turns over onto her back to look at the cloudy skies above. She didn't need to have visions from the Stars to know it was going to rain later.

ooc // ooo does jasper has asthma? thats be a cool trait :0

Bearstorms' pacing was really obvious and really loud, because of his heavy paws. Citrine wanted to tell him that she'd been back to camp already, with Bluebellpaw, and the camp .... wasn't good. At all. Her mind flashes with the images of burnt cats, some of whom she'd been speaking to only the other day. She wouldn't allow the tom to go back, no matter how much he wanted to. She'd sit on him, if need be.

"Here's to hoping." She mutters in reply to his raspy words. She didn't add that hoping for anything seemed pointless, fairly sure her drawn voice gave that away. As always, she felt lighter when Jasper joined them. These were the two clan-mates she felt safest with. Giving her brother an exasperated look, Citrine sighed. "You never stop trying to work, do you Brother?" She rolls to face him more, reaching up with a curious paw to touch his maw with a frown. "No, no luck so far. Bearstorm's pacing chased them off for sure. Jasper - you should save your voice, it sounds like your losing it."

Twistedtail appeared and seemed annoyed to have to help them, which Citrine was grateful for. Kindness was tough to deal with but antagonism she was a master in. Paying attention to Twistedtails' instructions, Citrine crouched near the Riverclan warrior and bit her tongue in concerntration. As Twistedtail launched her own prey onto shore, Citrine made another desperate splash and hissed when it banked. "I think your claws must be blessed by the Stars to catch like that!"

ooc // " to get someone to do what you want by making it very difficult for him or her to refuse:" - just thought it was perfect for this thread >)

just so i remember this thread is where citrine/bear fight near the riverclan border! Bearstorm

Citrine had been keeping a subtle mental list of cats that were frustrating and she needed to keep an eye on after the fire due to their actions.

Cedarpaw - not taking that loners' kit

Paperpaw - she though she'd seen her with a burning stick

Bearstorm - Stars, so many reasons!

She'd never expected the tom to make the list, but there he was in all his loud glory. Citrine was starting to understand the toms' want to prove himself to the clan, but it was turning more and more into an obsession. His constant pacing in the clan, anxious and determined at the same time, was driving Citrine to the brink of madness. There hadn't been a conversation in moons between them that didn't involve Citrine trying to stop the tom from returning to the Windclan camp.

Bluebellpaw and her had seen the damage. Burnt corpses. No shelters. There was nothing for him to see there except nightmares.

The thought of Bearstorms' distraught face after seeing this, is why she ran after the tom as he made yet another run for Windclans' old camp. Hissing, she smacks her pelt into his, aiming to bowl him over. "Bearstorm! This is madness, you have to stop trying to go back there!"

"Thanks Brother." Citrine smiles weakly as Jasper considers using his voice less. As they started to move back to Windclan camp bit by bit - she didn't know when or how - Jasper was going to need his voice to do a lot of commanding.

Glancing upwards towards the overhead sun, Citrine frowns at Nightgaze. "How in the name of the Stars do you hunt during the day then? The sun casts a shadow straight onto the water!" She gestures infront of her to the rippling water where an outline of herself was cast onto it.

At Cedarpaws' words, Citrine cast him a sharp glance. It wasn't known knowledge to the clan yet that Citrine had been hunting inside the Shadowclan borders with her apprentices, and Cedar was really toing the line here. He was already on her watch-list from the infamous kit incident, and now he was trying to effectively out her? Once she may not have cared about her clan-mates opinion being a Loner but they were slowly becoming her clan too. She couldn't lose them now.

"Shadedgrove is right, Cedar." Citrine spoke up a little sternly. "And if by 'waltzing over' you mean taking a patrol of starving cats who you trust not to just join Shadowclan then by all means, go for it." She glances at Nightgaze again. "However my apprentice has a point. You are not faring well in this famine either. We could honestly take a patrol out to Shadowclan and hunt there once we get back on our feet?" She casts a glance at Jasper to see his reaction.

The back and forth between politics and fishing was giving Citrine a head-ache. Clan politics certainly hadn't been an issue as a Loner. She wanted to press the issue with both Jasper and Bear that she had friends and connections in Shadowclan who may be willing to help on the down-low.

"We would win that fight - Shadowclan is weak after losing their leader." Citrine can't help but blurt out, wincing slightly. She wasn't sure if the passing of Flaxenstar was given knowledge at the moment but she had heard it from her Shadowclan friends. She rolls her eyes at Bearstorms' comment. "You really think any rabbits would be left on a dry grass moor? There's nothing they can eat and they'd probably be on Shadowclans' borders."

ooc // lmao and malfoypaw ranked first place, congrats!! >)

jaspers going to be like ffs guys ... cmon

Struck by his piercing green eyes, Citrine swayed to a halt. Her anger fell off and her defenses rose instantly. This wasn't Bearstorm anymore, this wasn't the clan cat who wanted to do well for his clan, this was Bear. A Loner, just like her. She was torn between wanting to enjoy a fight and sad that it had to be Bearstorm of all cats.

Caught up in deliberating, a sharp shove on her chest made her go wheeling backwards and a moment later Bears' heavy paws made her spit out in pain. It was the same scars Zephyrbee had made in her last fight. The moment her brain registered pain, she didn't care who she was fighting anymore. It was on.

Moving so Bears' paws slid off her side, she rounded so her powerful hind legs were directly in front of his chest and gave him a hard shove backwards. If it succeeded, she planned on staying crouched before making a leap for Bearstorms' pelt, claws out.

"I'm trying to help Bearstorm." She says in a dull voice putting her head on her paws. She didn't want to fight about this. She just wanted prey.

Citrine hums as Twistedtail talks about how bad their plans were. muse

"Right of course. Clan politics." Citrine snorts but has to admit they all have a point. "Sorry I guess a Loners' first instinct is to steal from those you know have prey, instead of going into the unknown." She considered Nightgaze and Twistedtail for a few moments. "Would you want to send some of your able warriors out to explore the kittypet territories then?" She thought of the recent Bloodclan attacks on kittypets.

name - citrine / citrinesun

rank - warrior

alliance - windclan

full bio - citrine bio / v.2

plotting - pm this account!

relationship - none

mentor/apprentice - none

Feeling pleased that Jasper thought Bear could be trusted now with apprnetices, she gave a thin smile over to her .... friend. She still wasnt sure where they stood but was glad nonetheless for his accomolishments.

"Ok so you have some basic reactions." Citrine snorts, shaking her previous scentence off. It seemed Mistypaw really would need an expert to figure out her head. Turning away from the ragdoll, she gestured the apprentice towards the marshy waters. "I usually hunt here on Shadowclan borders, because the fish here are the same as those in the Riverclan river so it's not obvious." She gestured Mistypaw closer to the waters. "Come here, I'll teach you how to hunt fish - unless you already know?"

// LMAO ZEPH <3

From afar it looked like Bearstorm had just killed her brother - his large form hesitating over Jaspers' still body.

Her heart stops. And then kicks into overtime, taking huge leaps to get to her brothers' still frame, eyes wide and spitting at Bearstorm, aiming to push him backwards. The impact of their fight made her pelt tug uncomfortable but she couldn't think of anything except get them away from Jasper!

"Y-you killed him! How could you!" Citrine was not one to cry. She didn't cry. And yet here she was, burying her muzzle into her brothers' still body. No words came to her, sobbing. A voice behind her - Cloudsomething - was trying to bullshit her into believing that he would come back. "That doesn't happen for real!" She snaps at the tom, not taking her eyes off Jaspers' lack face.

She's about to take her brothers pulse, as Zeph had suggested, when Jasper comes back spluttering but alive. "Jasper!" She cries, licking his muzzle enthusiastically, making a physical barrier between her brother and her clan-mates. "W-what happened to you?"

// sorry for the late reply babs!! <3

Bear hit and he hit strong, knocking Citrine stumbling back into a crouched position. Panting, she looks with wide eyes at her almost-friend with deep claw scratches in her face. They narrow immediately and she charges straight at Bearstorms' throat - fangs bared.

But her step falters and she ends up barreling with all her force into Bears' side, probably sending them both sprawling across the moor. She thins she hears something break and looks to Bear in alarm.

//maybe this is when his leg breaks? or later idm! :)

Citrine near gagged at the sight of hurting her friends' arm. She had come to consider Bear as not only a friend but a potential family member - and family meant everything to her. Here she had been trying to protect the tom, only to hurt him further.

Bear was limping towards her and pity filled Citrines' eyes, as she continued to move backwards and away from the approaching tom.