Posts by ~Fallowsoul~

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Fallowsoul had been returning to camp, a squirrel hanging limply from her jaws as she walked calmly back towards home. As she got closer, she noted the sounds of what seemed to be kits nearby and a soft frown touched her features. Why were kits outside of camp? Tucking her prey beneath a small shrub, the warrior would pick her way through the foliage until she found the culprits, Bearkit already up a tree and...what was he doing?

Her pelt rose as she saw him swat at a bee hive of all things and she yelled out, "Don't touch that!" But it was too late, the hive came crashing down to the ground and a swarm of rightfully furious bees suddenly erupted from the nest. "GET TO CAMP NOW!" Her order would be drowned up by the buzzing roar of the swarm and Fallowsoul suddenly felt the pain of bee stings as they descended upon her. A screech of panic and pain echoed through the forest as the warrior tried to back away from the assault.

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As Owlpaw and Ivorypaw appeared, Fallowsoul would nod to them in approval as they moved to help her carry Stormchaser. However, Briarhearts reaction to the whole situation rubbed her fur the wrong way, and then her deputy spoke and she frowned deeper. Traitor? How much had Fallowsoul missed? The warrior would give her clanmate a confused look before working with the apprentice to get Stormchaser home. Once they were close to camp, the senior warrior began moving, before finally speaking. As they finally entered camp, Fallowsoul would set Stormchaser down and turn to the apprentices, "One of you go and get the medicine cat, quickly!" She then turned her face back to Stormchaser and lighty touched his cheek with her nose, "Shhh, you need to be still. A tree fell on you but you're back home now." After her words of comfort she would turn to Briarheart and meow quietly, "Can we talk? Later?" She wanted to know what was going on. What had she missed? What had Stormchaser apparenty done?

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"Sorrelstep?" Fallowsoul would appear next, another dilute calico with startling golden eyes that flickered between her clanmate and the stranger cowering before them. The warrior would step forward to be beside her clanmate as she spoke calmly, "Easy now, You're on Thunderclan territory. What are you doing running from Skyclan land?" Fallowsouls' tone was even, not monotone like Sorrelsteps, but not rude either. Just calm authority that came from living the clan life for so long and knowing the routine that came with greeting loners. This one in particular however looked worse for wear and she softened just a tad, "Did they do this to you?" 

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Fallowsoul, in truth, hadn't really planned to join in on this Meet and Greet. Not that she wasn't interested in meeting her new clanmates, but more because what did she really have to say? She listened to Briarheart, Feather, and Sorrelstep speak their piece, and then sudden the moss ball was at her paws. A soft sigh would slip from her maw before she sat up a bit straighter and meowed clearly, "Hello everyone," A soft smile of humble kindness had touched her lips, "My name is Fallowsoul, I am a warrior of Thunderclan, born and raised. My mother is the old leader, Flameseeker, and my sister is Pumpkinstar, the currently leader. I don't really have many hobbies if i'm being honestly. Just taking walks to think I think." Her feathery tail would swish behind her as she spoke and with a soft shrug she would smile once more before batting the moss ball towards it's next victim.

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Fallowsoul had been out hunting alone, as was usual for the warrior now. But as she entered her home her ears flickered lightly as Briarheart called for help with...decorating? Her mind flashed back to when she and Shell had been younger, decorating each others nests in secret and giggling over their finds later in the night. When had that stopped? When had it all stopped? A familiar pelt would catch her attention and as she deposited her prey, she found herself smiling softly to see Pumpkinstar up and involved in something leisurely. With that in mind, the dilute calico would make her way over to the warrior den and meow calmly, "I'll help too, if you want." 

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"Looks almost like a meeting out here." Fallowsouls' meow would come from above the group, her golden gaze moving over her clanmates with glint of warmth in their depths. The dilute calico would jump down from the branch she had been perched on, landing on the earth with a dull thump before she moved to stand beside Owlpaw. "Guess I wasn't the only one who thought hunting at this time of day was a good idea." 

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A flick of her whiskers would be the sign of amusement from Fallowsoul as she watched and listened to Briarheart stumble with her words and actions. It was a nice thing to see, if she was being honest. With a tilt of her head, Fallowsoul would nod once and smile to the tiny group, "I can be the rock cat then. I've seen some pretty ones near the lake shore." Her feathery tail would brush against the ground as she looked to her sister, "What are you going to get then, Pumpkinstar?" 

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Fallowsoul felt her eyes narrow slightly the more the loner spoke. Something about her just felt, off. Like she was faking or at least lying about something. The dilute was about to speak when Moongleam appeared and championed for the newcomer. The idea made Fallowsoul uneasy, her golden hues looking over the loner once more, but with a fierce intensity as the feeling in her gut just wouldn't shake off. Stepping closer to her sister as the Loner moved, Fallowsoul wanted to say something, but she kept her mouth shut. Sweetrose would speak her last line, about her mother and she woud share a look with Pumpkinstar as she lashed her tail. Whatever her sister decided she would follow.

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Fallowsoul had followed her sister and her deputy into the gathering space, but as the insults began to fly, a sigh on impatience would slip from her maw as she turned to find a space to sit. Not that she thought Pumpkinstar was wrong in any means, but more that this spat could have waited until AFTER the gathering. After all, as Tempeststar would point out, the gatherings were suppose to be a time of peace. Her golden gaze would look upward at the moon, half expecting clouds to be covering it in Starclans anger, but the sky remained clear. As the bickering continued, Fallowsoul could only sit near the front and listen in worry.

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A Windclan apprentice would soon join the dilute calico in her chosen spot, and a soft purr of a chuckle would float from her throat at his question. "Unfortunately yes. But decisions like there usually determine who fairs the best once Bare-Leaf comes." Her tone was calm, as if she were simply speaking to her own apprentice rather then one from a different clan. Her tail would sway behind her at his appraisal of how well Thunderclan was fairing and she nodded softly, mostly to herself, "Yes, Thunderclan has been doing well. Perhaps things can be settled sooner rather then later between us all." Her golden hues would turn to look the apprentice over before smiling softly, "My name is Fallowsoul, and yours?" 

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Eyes of molten gold would sear into Stormchaser as the dilute calico sat towards the back of the meetings. She felt nauseous, from the moment Briarheart finally spoke the reason for her disdain towards the tom to when he gave his confession and accepted his fate, her stomach had sunk lower and lower. Claws would unsheathed in an unspoken panic as the faces of those who had faded away flashed through her mind. Cyclonebuster, Flameseeker, Mollypaw, Oceanpaw, and so many others. She couldn't lose Stormchaser now when she considered him one of the only friends she had left. Her sisters silence felt like eons, ears flattened against the young warriors head as the whole clan waited for her verdict.

Demotion.

Not Exile.

The wave of relief that crashed over the molly almost knocked her off her paws. Fallowsoul released the breathe she hadn't realized she was holding And she rose to her paws once Pumpkinstar and Briarheart walked away. If she was able to meet the toms gaze, she would look at him meaningfully before turning away herself and trotting out a camp, a silent we need to talk hanging in the air.

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Had he followed her? She hoped he had. And if he did, Stormchaser would find the young warrior sitting on the Minnow Rock, watching the tiny fish dart to and fro in the waters below. Her ears would flicker at the sound of his approach and without looking back she would meow weakly, "You are going to give me grey fur before I even turn 15 moons, do you know that?" Her tone was attempting to be teasing, but in reality her tail was curled around herself and her paws were trembling. What had caused this reaction from the young warrior? Hell if she knew. But for some reason the thought of her friend being banished from their home had shaken her to her core.

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Fallowsoul had gotten up fairly early this morning and had been dragged along on the dawn patrol. As her group finally returned home, she noticed the she-cat she and the others had found at the border seeming just hanging out in camp. After a moment of hesitation, the feathery coated she-cat made her way towards the new joiner. However, just as she opened her maw to greet her, the she-cat would ask about...their names? A blink of soft surprise would touch her features and Fallowsoul would take a seat beside her sister and leader as they explained first. Once she was done Fallow would chime in, "I was named Fallow because of the light brown patches in my fur, and 'kit' was added to it because....well I was a kit." A soft smile would touch her features, "And once I was old enough to become an apprentice and gain a mentor, the word 'kit' was replaced with 'paw' to symbolize the new path I was placed on to become a warrior. Once I had proven myself worthy to become a warrior, our leader at the time named me 'Fallowsoul', 'Soul' was for my personality traits. At least I think so." A tiny purr of laughter would rise from her at the end.

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Fallowsoul would trot over to the entrance, irritation clear in how her tail tip twitched back and forth. However, as she got closer to the group, the young warrior would relax slightly and she would greet them all with a soft smile, "Sorry I'm late. One of the apprentices needed help and wouldn't take no for an answer." A shake of her head would seem to clear the last of any negative emotions she was feeling before swishing her tail, "Where shall we start then?" 

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The lightly colored fae would listen to his words with a thoughtful expression, but once he was finished she would shake her head weakly, "I know you're not a traitor, Stormchaser. If you were you wouldn't have come forward and admitted your wrong doings." Her golden hues would finally turn to look at her clanmate, a tired smile on her maw as her feather tail brushed against his side in companionship, "I'm just relieved your punishment wasn't anything more severe.." Fallowsoul would look out across the lake once more, as if struggling with what to say next before she whispered just loud enough for the tom to hear, "I can't lose you too.." Her tail would move from Stormchasers side, wrapping around its' mistress as if attempting to comfort the grief that was now pooling in her expression, "Do you ever feel like you don't belong somewhere anymore?" The question was light, and yet very weighted as well. The look in her eyes so intense and yet so distant at the same time, "Ever since the move....no...even before that, It's like I keep losing things. I know I still have Pumpkinstar and Shellfire...but so many things have happened, so many changes and It's like i'm stuck in this world that no one else can experience. No one else can understand.." Fallowsoul went quiet then, as if she had been speaking more to herself then to the tom beside her and after several heartbeats she would turn and smile once more at Stormchaser, "I'm happy you can remain in Thunderclan." 

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Fallowsoul had been resting outside of the warriors den, slender head resting on her tufted paws as her eyes looked half lidded at the quiet camp center. Movement from the medicine cat den would catch her attention, and she would look over to spot Rosepaw slipping into the open. The sight warmed her heart, to see the apprentice up and moving, even if it was clearly an attempt to get somewhere without being seen. Fallowsoul had been sad when Rosepaw had refused to see her, only asking for her father and Doepaw while she was recovering. But perhaps this would finally be the chance to speak to her, catch up and see how she was doing. But just as she moved to push herself to her paws, her sister emerged, and then Molly, and then Owlpaw, and the warrior hesitated. Rosepaw hadn't been doing well with crowds and, not wanting to add to any possible stressers in the apprentices' life, Fallowsoul would seem to deflate back down, only keeping her eyes angled towards the group. Of course if Rosepaw looked her way, the dilute calico would offer her a warm smile of relief and joy, wanting her to know that Fallowsoul was truly happy to have her and Shimmersong home.

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"You have to throw it a bit harder then that..." A soft voice would sound behind the leader and Moongleam. Dilute calico fur would lightly sway in the gentle Green-Leaf breeze as Fallowsoul stepped forward into view. She had already been by the lake, resting not far from here her sister had been standing but not because she had followed her. On the Contrary, Fallowsoul had been at the lake since early in the morning, the calm surface of the water being a source of inner peace that the femme struggled to find while in camp. But seeing her sister playing, and then seeing the disappointed look on Moongleams face had caused her to rise and join them. Her paw would lightly nudged another stone towards Moongleam and she nodded encouragingly, "Try this one, it's a little lighter so maybe it'll make it farther." Fallowsoul would then take a seat beside her sister.

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Fallowsoul had just returned home, looking tired and wanting nothing more then to rest when she heard the sounds of someone being sick. A frown of concern would touch her maw as she hurried forward, only to see the sick on the ground and...was that her sisters tail slithering back into camp? Heart now in her throat, Fallowsoul would push herself quickly into camp, soon spotting Briarheart hurrying towards the medicine cat den, Moongleam seeming to be ease dropping nearby, and now it was the dilutes turn to feel sick. No, NO. Practically shoving her way into the den, Fallowsoul would spot her sister, golden eyes far more intense then they had been in moons as she slipped past Briarheart like she wasn't even there and pressed against her sister. For a split second, it was like she was an apprentice again, fear clenching her chest when her family had gotten sick or hurt. Her flowing fur mingled with her sisters as she pressed against her, pushing her muzzle under Pumpkinstars as she meowed worriedly, "Are you alright? What's wrong?" If she was ordered to leave she would, but at that moment, her full attention was on her sister.

She couldn't lose her too, not because this was her leader, but because this was family, this was blood. And perhaps reflecting on this moment later, Fallowsoul would draw her own conclusion that she was over reacting, the the worry in her golden hues would search Pumpkinstars face intently, and she was lightly shaking, something that only her sister (and possibly Mollypaw) would notice.