Hiatus

Smokes neglected to dry himself off properly and now he’s got a cold

As the clan lives on in my heart (wow cheesy), Foxgrace and Pebblepaw does too and they both live on in Sunclan - the clan they’ll be loyal to til the day they die. 

Maybe they even found mates eventually, and their blood was in the clan generations after. Because just because we ain’t rping, doesn’t mean they are going anywhere, right? It’s just the end of a book after all… The book about how Sunclan came to be!

With that, thanks for this time! Thank you @sawyerwarriorcats for starting the group, I had a lot of fun here. Thank you everyone in Cat Council, plotting shit and being part of that was a lot of fun!

And thank you to all members whom I’ve roleplayed, chatted with and befriended. :)

This blog will stay up, although inactive, and I’ll be leaving all the group chats after 8:th December. Until then, if anyone wish to interact with my cats before this, HMU!

After 8:th December you can find me on my personal blog: @taimaland and my fantroll blog: @taimatrolls where I will most likely stay active for some more time. If you wanna chat with me sometime, feel free to hit me up on skype too if you got me added, although I admit I’m not the most social person there is around…

I had a good run while it lasted. c:

Hello everyone. Seeing this group is coming to an end, I will like to say a few words.

I have enjoyed this group dearly, from the good to the bad. Yes indeed, this has taken an emotional turmoil on me, but it has been part of my life for a whole year now, and I have loved it all the way.

I’m so thankful for all the friends I have made threw here, and I hope I can keep them even after this group ends.

Even though Lilyfrost has died, I want Storm and Snowy to live on. With the agrees of Russet’s mun and Lizard’s mun, Snowy, Half, Storm, Whisper, and Russet leave the group (once it’s over) and live in their own small rouge group (if any of lily’s family wants to join they are allowed)

It sucks to see this end, and so soon. But we know people have lives, and sometimes life can get on you without it being realized until the very end.

If you ever would want to roleplay with me please contact me on my main blog @skyzbattleblog ! 

This blog shall be deleted next month when the group ends.

“What do ya’ mean? Are you worried you won’t get into starclan? Cuz if that’s what you’re worried about then there’s no need! You’re a great lil’ kit. I’m sure you’ll do much good!”

You nudge the kit with slight affection. Even if he looks like his traitor father his heart is so curious and he’s seemingly nervous. You just wanna, nuzzle him. So you do, cheek to cheek.

When the other she-cat nuzzles you you immediately let out a loud purr and press back. Sunclan was so accepting and loving of you so far... You were so honored.

You feel a bit of joy at the idea that the Sunclan warrior thought you would make it into Starclan fine... but that wasnt your question.

 I mean... what happens to cats who die and dont go to Starclan? Where do they go?

Flicking your ears back down as you’re woken, you sigh, dragging a heavy paw across your muzzle. Surely another apprentice hadn’t wandered in because of a nightmare or anything, right? You take your time to fully gain consciousness before looking up. And then you freeze.

How is she here. And why. Should you even talk to her? Do you have another choice? You poke her lightly with your nose. Your voice is shaky and hushed, even though you already know the sleeping cats can’t hear you.

The she-cat let out another wail and flinched away when the Sunclan warrior poked her with their nose.

You’re clan...doesn't like me anymore..

Her meow was trembling and she scrambled up and tried to move away from the Sunclan warrior.

Why don't you like me anymore? I’ve been nothing but nice to you...

Then the she-cat stood up, stepping out from the shadows. The she-cat let out a loud growl.

Why?! Why do you turn your back on Starclan???

As the Sunclan warrior stared at the she-cat he noticed something striking about her. Among her darkened pelt and red eyes. Her scent smelling like death and her fur spiked up in all directions...

It’s been a long day, you’ve learned more about these cats that had walked around in the dreams of the clan. It was quite a while ago you had the dream with Goldenpatch and thinking about it brought sadness. You closed your eyes, thinking over your encounter.

(“My name is Goldenpatch! I am from Starclan. I have come to talk with you Zed!”)

She could be a liar, it’s possible she really wasn’t from starclan…

(“Sometimes our duty is to let you know that we are here for you! I came here to tell you that I am your starclan cat! Like a guardian angel! I am your friend and I will always care for you!”)

She said all those things, but you only met her once, she never visited you after that. 

(“Come on Zed! Lets play!“)

…

(“I am loyal to you and Sunclan and I know all of the cat’s names because I love them all with every bit of my heart!”)

…

(“Oh I’m just so happy to finally meet you!”)

…

(“She [Thistleruff] is very wonderful! Zed don’t ever forget that ok! She is one of the best warriors in the clan.”)

She had said that… And despite your own thoughts about Thistleruff, she killed Pidgeonpaw and Auburnsun and she betrayed the clan.

(“The sun may run into some troubles but please don’t fret for the thistle will stunt the wolf by wedging itself in her paw pad!”)

“What had she meant by that…?”

You feel a sort of heaviness over you, something felt different and your mind was a bit fuzzy. Did you fall asleep? 

… This feels familiar. You smell the air, it’s crisp and fresh, but also bites in your nose. Warriors sleep beside you and you get up, not a single noise is made.

You see your body at your feet. You look around cautiously and claw at the ground before you.

The she-cat was hiding in the shadows of the den. When she saw Zed wake up and stand up she let out a giggle. The familiar giggle echoed off the den walls and into Zed’s ears. It all sounded like that night the first time they met but....

It wasnt as warm. Her laugh seemed cold and hollow and when she stepped out from the shadows it only got worse.

Zed!

The she-cat meowed.

Zed its been so long...

The she-cat took a few steps forward, her short legs thumping against the ground as she moved closer and pressed against Zed’s side. The familiar scent of Goldenpatch was no where on this stranger’s pelt. Instead the she-cat smelt like...death. 

How are you?

“That is me…”

Your eyes finally found the cat figure and her eyes brightened. Finally! A cat who knew what she, or she hoped this cat knew, what she was trying to do.

Week light filtered in as a cloud moved across the sky revealing a small sliver of the moon. As the pale light found its way through the forest like trickling rain the cat was revealed. 

The she-cat took another step closer. Her paws ruffling up the leaves on the ground. She lowered her head.

Do you know who I am?

The she cat didnt wait for an answer. She raised her tail up high.

I am Goldenpatch.... But you can call me Belladona. I am one of those Starclan cats you were defending. I’m so very thankful.

The she cat raised up a paw and pattered lightly at Riverpaw’s ear on her good side.

I am so thankful I feel like I should reward you. Tell me... Who is your mentor in Sunclan?

The she cat raised her nose up to the sky and interrupted Riverpaw as she spoke.

Curled up in their nests, a lot of the cats around you seem anxious. You realized during the announcement exactly what your dream meant before. If only you would’ve known it was a lie earlier. Content now that it wasn’t your fault; that you hadn’t misinterpreted, you’re able to rest easy.

You skip through the forest as fast as you can. Your paws thumping hard against the forest floor as you come skidding into Sunclan territory. By this time all cats are asleep except for who is on duty to keep watch over the night which is Aisa. The she-cat stares out into the forest with dull eyes making sure no wolves or other cats get in...

You phase right through the she-cat and continue on your way to the warriors den. Once you slip inside you lower yourself near the warrior.

You let out a trembling sigh and a whimper. You lower your head so its in your paws and you let out another whine. If you were crying you would be crying but cats dont cry so whatever.

<You are Riverpaw>

You sigh confusedly in your nest. It had been a long day. You had learned about how your clan finally knew where to meet Starclan at! But you also learned that Starclan possibly couldn’t be trusted! Or something like that, You didn’t know what to think.

Did you Believe your leader, and medicine cat? And this Starclan cat that brought them the message, the same cat who made it possible for Sunclan to even be here, hell Auburnstar was right, if not for him and the Starclan cat, she wouldn’t be here…

She didn’t know what to believe.

Riverpaw found herself slowly coming to. The soft bedding under her paws seemed to vanish and was replaced with cold forest floor. When she stood up and blinked the sleep out of her eyes she quickly noticed another feline but due to the poor lighting of the forest it was hard to see the she-cat.

The stranger took a step forward.

Riverpaw...was it?

She meowed softly.

You were very brave today at your clan’s meeting...Speaking out against your leader and all.

รky: Stormkit raced out of the Medicine cat den, his eyes wide. He felt Whisperwing on his tail, but he didn’t stop, heading straight to the fresh kill pile before turning and hiding on the other side of the rock. Whisperwing let out a hiss.

“I told you, you can’t be coming in here unless you are sick or hurt!” She snarled before storming back.  Stormkit watched, kind of feeling sorry for the white she-cat. He knew she only was trying to keep him safe. His mother was very sick, having to be forced to eat and she wouldn’t move from her dirty nest.

He signed, slumping to the side of the rock as his mind pondered about things. Now that Auburnsu- star  was back, he wondered when he was going to be made an apprentice. He was six moons now, and he deserved it! But it was o.k, he new the clan was still cooping with Auburnstar finally returning home.

He closed his eyes, starting to day dream about being an apprentice.

Willowpaw ((Qwin)): You slip over to Stormkit, still feeling guilty about squishing his beetle last week and determined to apologise, you found the Tom sulking outside the medicine den and grinned. Hey stormkit, you said clearing your throat  extra loudly

รky: Stormkit blinked open his eyes and glanced up. He sat up and groomed his tuff fur before speaking. “Oh hello Willowpaw, how are you?” He asked, tilting his head.

Willowpaw ((Qwin)): I’m fine, uh how’s your beetle? you shuffle your paws uncomfortably looking anywhere but where stormkit was, apologies made you uncomfortable

รky: “He is fine, he’s getting along with Russetwood’s beetle great!” He purred happily.

Willowpaw ((Qwin)): You smile gently, That’s wonderful, uh sorry for rolling on him you purr, nice and casually.

รky: Stormkit shrugged. “It’s fine.” He purred, nuzzling her shoulder gently.

Willowpaw ((Qwin)): You nudge him a bit, we should organize one of those contests you say suddenly, a wide smile o. Your face

รky: Stormkit blinked and nodded, it did indeed sound fun. “Alright? What should we do? We should do something based on us! You’re a good runner…and I could wrestle someone….hmm.”

Stormkit’s mind started to ponder before he piped up. “What if we do a carrying contest! You have to carry something to one point and then back!” He began to circle Willowpaw happily at the idea.

“You can go out of camp and collect bark pieces for the cats to carry and I can collect pebbles in camp and make a line from where the cats could carry the bark pieces!” He purred happily.

รky: He then thought for long. “Perhaps the line should be long enough from….” He glanced around camp. “The Fresh kill pile to…” He scanned a little bit more. “..The Warrior’s den, how does that sound?” He asked, turning to her.

Willowpaw ((Qwin)): You nod enthusiastically, O! Or we could put logs down and they have to jump over them without dropping the bark! you pace around excitedly, still grinning like a maniac.

“On the nursery?” you repeat and tilt your head as you follow his gaze, glancing from the nursery and back down to what you had collected.

“That’s actually not a bad idea… And the fresh scent would probably spread into the nursery, I imagine the kits and queens would appreciate that..”

You go back up on your paws and nod over to the black kit.

You flash Minnie that Splitgaze Smile as she tells you its a good idea. You feel a shiver rip down your spine at the compliment, the acceptance....

Then she invite you to help and you give a curt nod. Gathering up a flower delicately between your teeth and weaving it into the nursery den.

Cats say theres gonna be music... 

You say after a moment of silence.