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    let me dream with the stars // skyclan


    Having followed the sound of steadily rising voices, curious as to what was happening, Whitenose emerged nearby and wanted to sigh and walk away from the situation. But he knew that wouldn't be smart, given how tense things looked already. Walking over to the little group, the tall tom dipped his head in a polite greeting to Cora and Wildseas, expression neutral. "Afternoon...everything alright here? Things sounded a little tense from what I could hear. We're supposed to be allies, correct?" Thinking of the alliance his mother had worked so hard to forge under Caledon's leadership and then subsequently maintain with Ruth's new position of power, Whitenose hoped that Lavenderskies wasn't making rash comments and decisions that would put that in jeopardy. The last thing Minnowstar and the Clan needed right now was for BloodClan to turn on them because of a heated few moments during a border patrol.

    speaking thoughts

    "put me in the dirt; let me be with the stars."

    let me dream with the stars // skyclan


    Looking up from where he was shoving soiled moss into a pile to dispose of, Whitenose wasn't as surprised as he should have been to see a new face standing between Lavenderskies and Dottie. This was normal for SkyClan, taking in strays, loners, kittypets and the like nearly every day. It was getting a little excessive, however, and Whitenose worried that they would begin to run out of space if they didn't start turning some away. He knew it was hard for his mother to say no to them, but eventually, it might have to happen. There were five other Clans in the forests and BloodClan in the city, so it wasn't like SkyClan was the only option. But he understood, and he didn't question his mother on it, so they would most likely be allowing this newcomer to stay.

    Abandoning his task for the moment, Whitenose approached the little patrol, nodding his greeting to Dottie before addressing Lavenderskies. "Who is this? Everything alright?" After all, there was a chance Whitenose's assumption was wrong, and this was just a cat passing through looking for some help.

    speaking thoughts

    "put me in the dirt; let me be with the stars."

    let me dream with the stars // skyclan


    Joining the little group, Whitenose listened to all the introductions, already acquainted with most of them in some form or another. Dottie was new, and he had briefly seen her around camp recently and knew that she used to be a kittypet, but that was about it. When a lull in the conversation appeared, Whitenose spoke up, his voice as calm and steady as always. "My name is Whitenose, my sister is Wolfwing, and our mother is Minnowstar. We don't know our father, never have. My sister and I were recently made warriors, and it's a little surreal honestly. I used to sit with my mother and the other warriors at the end of the day when I was a kit, and listen to them talk about the workings of the Clan. It was fun, and it definitely shaped me into the tom I am today." Looking around at the new cats, the nostalgia suddenly hit Whitenose. Everything was so different. Most of the cats around him now were ones that had not been present when he was a kit. It was strange to be among the warriors as well, Especially without Poppypaw, Breezepaw, and Wasppaw alongside him and Wolfwing.

    speaking thoughts

    "put me in the dirt; let me be with the stars."

    let me dream with the stars // skyclan


    Whitenose wasn't in the warriors' den, but he was climbing up towards it when he heard Buckwheat calling for him, asking after an adventure through the territory. In his paws, most other cats would be bitter at being forgotten and ignored for so long, but Whitenose knew more than he let on, understood Buckwheat's situation and feelings, could relate to them even. So instead, Whitenose's expression softened with fondness, and his striped tail curled happily as he approached his friend. It was time to reconnect, time to have fun again, especially since SkyClan was at peace.

    "Sure, I would love to. Did you have a place in mind?" Whitenose spoke up from behind Buckwheat, eyes sparkling with amusement as he observed his friend.

    speaking thoughts

    "put me in the dirt; let me be with the stars."

    let me dream with the stars // skyclan


    Whitepaw - no, Whitenose - felt his chest swell with happiness at hearing his mother name him a warrior. He had spoken with her about taking her warrior suffix, and was overjoyed that she had followed through with it. He was proud to carry her name, and hoped that he could follow in her pawsteps and become a great warrior like her. It hurt a little to hear Wolfpaw become Wolfwing, only because he knew his sister was carrying Glacewing's name, but he was proud of her too. He hoped his sister understood that it was a name to be carried with great honor.

    Beaming at his mother, Whitenose sat beside his sister once their portion of the ceremony was completed, excited at the prospect of the future, but remaining calm on the outside despite that.

    //not to @ myself but Whitenose truly following his mom's paw steps because he's also a flaming gay

    speaking thoughts

    "put me in the dirt; let me be with the stars."

    let me dream with the stars // skyclan


    Stepping away from the trap, Whitenose pressed his nose comfortingly into Lavenderskies' shoulder for a moment, pale eyes full of sorrow and determination as he glanced down at Fireflypaw. He may be the largest of his siblings in terms of height, but Whitenose had a lean, sleek build and was always better at running than climbing when it came to racing with his sister. Now was the time to put his skills to use. "I'm faster. I'll try to get back to camp and send Brookfur out here as fast as I can. I'll also let my mother know what's going on. I'll be as fast as I can, I promise." With one last look down at the poor apprentice, Whitenose took off like a shot, ducking and weaving through the sparse leafbare underbrush. His paws carried him as fast as they ever had, and he just hoped that there was enough time left for Fireflypaw to still be alive when Brookfur made it there.

    speaking thoughts

    "put me in the dirt; let me be with the stars."

    let me dream with the stars // skyclan


    Whitenose had heard tell of his mother fighting off rogues while pregnant before, but he hadn't known that it was so close to their kitting. A part of him flushed with pride at being pointed out by Minnowstar, his instinct to press his larger frame against her side made him look a little bashful. But he was proud of his mother, and proud of his siblings for the things they had accomplished and how far they had come. He offered quiet congratulations to Ruth from beside his mother, knowing that a litter was a happy occasion no matter what Clan they were born into.

    speaking thoughts

    "put me in the dirt; let me be with the stars."

    let me dream with the stars // skyclan


    Whitenose usually followed strange scents and sounds because he was curious and always looking for answers. But this...StarClan part of him wished he had never followed that horrendous stench of blood and that ear splitting shriek. This was too much, even for a cat as clam and stoic as Whitenose. Forcing his horrified gaze away from Fireflypaw's mangled form, he was quick to Lavenderskies' side and attempting to help her pry open the trap that was clamped firmly around the apprentice. His ears were ringing, but the young warrior knew that Lavenderskies was questioning the apprentice, asking if he could feel the mangled appendage. Whitenose wasn't sure if he should fetch Brookfur for this, if there was enough time, if they would make it back before Fireflypaw bled out.

    Breathing through his nose, trying not to gag on the overbearing stench of blood, Whitenose decided that this needed to be Lavenderskies' decision, since she was older, more experienced. Not to mention that this was her son. Whitenose felt something like sorrow and sympathy twist his gut in ugly knots, and he hoped that Minnowstar would never find him or Wolfwing in a state like this, especially after Wheatbloom.

    Glancing at the patrol that had been accompanying Lavenderskies, Whitenose gestured to an NPC warrior. "Come help me with this. Hold it here and I'll try to get it open." His voice was leagues steadier than he felt, and for that Whitenose was grateful. Maybe his facade would help Fireflypaw and Lavenderskies feel a little steadier.

    speaking thoughts

    "put me in the dirt; let me be with the stars."

    let me dream with the stars // skyclan


    //rUDE but true

    Whitenose was always able to read his sister better than anyone else in SkyClan - even better than their own mother. He wasn't sure why, but it probably had something to do with growing up together, constantly following Wolfwing into trouble and trying to get them out of said trouble mere moments later. It was truly a wonder that his sister had survived at all when he had fled SkyClan as a kit. Not much had changed from then, honestly.

    Emerging from the warrior's den, Whitenose was quick to spot his sister - attempting to climb up the largest tree in camp. Minnowstar was out at the moment, likely on patrol, which was probably why this was happening now. Normally, Whitenose wouldn't care so much, would just observe his sister's recklessness and deal with the consequences later. He didn't scold her often, believing that she learned from experience. But this - no, this was not something he could just sit by and watch play out.

    He and Wolfwing and taken on namesakes - he their mother's name and her their aunt's name. Whitenose believed that names carried power, carried fates and similarities, ghosts of the bearer. And this was a set up for failure, this sent dread curling so firmly in Whitenose's gut that he felt physcially ill. His paws carried the tom forward faster then he understood and was soon beneath his sister at the base of the tree.

    "Wolfwing! Get down from there!" His voice was tight with panic, images of a horrendous accident burning across his mind's eye. This was the tree Glacewing had fallen from, had lost her legs and mobility to. This was his sister who carried Glacewing's name on her reckless shoulders. He couldn't watch this happen again. "Please, this is too dangerous. The bark isn't strong enough, and this isn't a good idea." He couldn't lose his sister like they had lost Glacewing.

    speaking thoughts

    "put me in the dirt; let me be with the stars."

    let me dream with the stars // skyclan


    His mother appeared and brushed against his side, and Whitenose returned the gesture by pressing slightly into his mother's side. He listened attentively to Ruth's update on BloodClan and nodded in response to her words. He glanced sideways at his mother when Ruth asked after SkyClan's prosperity. Part of him wanted to answer, but he knew that Ruth had come here to speak directly with Minnowstar, so he remained silent by his mother's side instead.

    speaking thoughts

    "put me in the dirt; let me be with the stars."

    let me dream with the stars // skyclan


    Whitenose was quick to pick up on the BloodClan scent near the border as he was taking a walk by himself. It peaked his curiosity, the young warrior wondering what they might be doing near SkyClan territory. As far as he was aware, they were still allies, despite Caledon's retirement, so Whitenose wasn't immediately on the defensive. Instead, he followed his nose to the border and was slightly surprised to find the new leader, Ruth, waiting patiently by herself at their border. Dipping his head respectfully, Whitenose approached the she-cat easily. "Hello, Ruth. How are you? Is everything alright?" The last few times one of BloodClan had appeared, it was because they were in distress. This time however, the she-cat seemed calm, so Whitenose wasn't exactly sure what the reason for her visit was.

    speaking thoughts

    "put me in the dirt; let me be with the stars."

    let me dream with the stars // skyclan


    Whitenose shouldered through some underbrush, his broad shoulders working easily through the slightly tangled branches, and emerged at Lavenderskies' side. He had a mouse in his jaws, freshly caught but put it down quickly when he spotted the newcomer. She was clearly pregnant, and smelled of a kittypet. Tipping his head slightly to one side, Whitenose glanced at Lavenderskies, looking for answers as to why this kittypet was this far into SkyClan territory. Regardless, he was friendly when he greeted her, his deep voice quiet and calm. "Hello, welcome to SkyClan. Are you alright?" The young warrior wondered if she perhaps needed to see Brookfur, but another glance reassured Whitenose that she appeared uninjured.

    speaking thoughts

    "put me in the dirt; let me be with the stars."

    let me dream with the stars // skyclan


    Glancing over at his mother's call from where he had been depositing his catch from the recent hunting patrol among the fresh-kill pile, Whitepaw was quick to trot over and join the slowly gathering group of cats beneath Minnowstar's perch.

    speaking thoughts

    "put me in the dirt; let me be with the stars."

    let me dream with the stars // skyclan


    Breaking out into a warm purr, Whitepaw pressed forward against her shoulder and nuzzled happily. He was bigger than his mother now, and was probably still going to grow some more, but he always loved rubbing his head just beneath her chin. It made him feel like a small kit again, safe with his mother and very much loved. "Thank you, mom."

    speaking thoughts

    "put me in the dirt; let me be with the stars."

    let me dream with the stars // skyclan


    Whitepaw shifted as he got comfortable in his mother's den, hazel eyes shifting before he finally seemed to steady himself and looked up at Minnowstar firmly. "I-I had a question, mother. About my warrior name." Whitepaw glanced away again before seeming to remember his courage and flicked his gaze back to Minnowstar again.

    "If you're okay with it...I-I asked around the elders and learned what your warrior name was before you became leader. And...I know my ceremony is coming up soon, since my NPC mentor passed me through my warrior assessment, so I wanted to ask before that happened. But, would you be okay with it if I took your name? If I was named Whitenose?" Whitepaw was asking because he wanted to honor his mother, wanted her name as a reminder of everything she had been through, of how strong she had been. He wanted her name as a reminder of her strength, of her loyalty to SkyClan.

    speaking thoughts

    "put me in the dirt; let me be with the stars."

    let me dream with the stars // skyclan


    Walking towards the leader's den, Whitepaw hoped that his mother would be in her den. He wanted to talk to her, ask her about something, and was hoping she wasn't busy or out on patrol at the moment, because then it would take forever to track down where she was, and by then, he might lose his nerve. It wasn't exactly a question that was wrong or upsetting, it was just a little nerve wracking. She might not think it as big a deal as Whitepaw did, or maybe she would turn him down. Regardless, he tried to shake off those thoughts and stick his courage in place so he could at least get the question out to begin with.

    Minnowstar   Northern-Skywatcher  

    speaking thoughts

    "put me in the dirt; let me be with the stars."

    let me dream with the stars // skyclan


    Approaching his mother, Whitepaw sat beside her and stared up at the tree before them. He wasn't fond of climbing - he had been scared of heights when he was a kit - and he still wasn't keen on the idea. But he could do it if asked of him. Whitepaw wasn't sure he wanted to partake in this particular skills test, but he was at least willing to hang around and see how everyone else performed. Maybe at some point, he would feel inclined to climb up there and prove to himself that he was stronger than he thought. For now though, he was content on the ground.

    speaking thoughts

    "put me in the dirt; let me be with the stars."

    let me dream with the stars // skyclan


    Nodding easily to that suggestion, Whitepaw flicked his tail and playfully nudged at his sister in retaliation for the attempted cuff of his ears. He felt a little smug at the fact that she couldn't quite reach, but he wasn't going to use his height against her. She would find a way to get back at him, and that wasn't something Whitepaw wanted to bring down on himself. Wolfpaw was cunning and intelligent and determined, so he knew she would find a way to jump him. So he settled for nudging her, his eyes sparkling playfully.

    speaking thoughts

    "put me in the dirt; let me be with the stars."

    let me dream with the stars // skyclan


    Glancing over at his mother's call from the little mouse he had been eating, Whitepaw's ears perked up happily at the suggestion. Quickly finishing off his mouse and burying it's remains, the growing tom cat trotted eagerly over to his mother's side and pressed his nose against her cheek while purring happily. The older he got, the easier it was to nuzzle against Minnowstar's cheek and shoulder. It was a bittersweet reminder of passing time, but he counted the small blessings - like being bigger than Wolfpaw now and teasing her gently for it.

    speaking thoughts

    "put me in the dirt; let me be with the stars."