#ratfoot

Sekai & Ratfoot - All I Had

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Ratpaw watched with a heavy heart as ThunderClan gathered to go to the island. It didn't seem fair that his own father got to go to the Gathering when he couldn't, simply because he'd asked for another hunting assessment.

"C'mon," Bumblepaw meowed, gently nudging him. "Let's get some sleep."

Ratpaw saw, out of the corner of his eye, Weaselface sneaking a quick glance at them before vanishing behind Adderpelt, her belly heavy with kits. Slowly, he nodded.

It's not fair, he thought, once again, nestling his chin in Bumblepaw's shoulder blades. The molly had quickly fallen asleep, no doubt exhausted from a long day of doing proper warrior work. Ratpaw wished he could say the same. Bumblepaw stood up for me. We're friends. She should be at the Gathering with everyone else.

He'd started to fall asleep when a gentle paw touched his back, rousing him. Ratpaw raised his head to see Birchfoot hovering over them, tail-tip twitching with anxiety.

"You wanna go night hunting?" he meowed.

Ratpaw looked at Bumblepaw, then the warrior. Shouldn't he be asking her? She's his apprentice, not me. "Isn't that against the rules?"

"I got it cleared with Dovefrost," Birchfoot replied, shrugging. "What Spiderstar doesn't know won't hurt him."

Ratpaw felt himself smiling in spite of himself. He'd always liked the night; it was quiet, peaceful. Carefully disengaging himself from his fellow 'paw, he stood up and nodded.

Birchfoot smiled back and led the way. Just as he'd said, Dovefrost was guarding the brambles that led into the territory, and nodded them on without a second glance. Flintpoppy sat with her, and shot the white she-cat a look, but said nothing. Ratpaw had noticed she tended to be more subdued when with her littermate over her mate.

Into the night they went, and Birchfoot never once told him to stay close or demanded he choose smaller prey. He simply corrected his crouch and congratulated him on successful catches, brushing noses in a manner that made Ratpaw feel safe.

Title: Deep Dive

Summary: In a world where ThunderClan absorbed ShadowClan seasons ago, young warrior Weaselface is tasked to rebuild the fourth Clan and take her place as leader. But how can she betray all she’s ever known and loved, all on the word of one ghost with a grudge?

Chapter Title: Wassup homeboys just gonna. Double ur Clan.

Excerpt:

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Weaselstar asked.

"They're old enough to cross on their own," Pringles meowed calmly. He'd joined her on the sprint across the Thunderpath, meeting Ted and Partridge in the field. Across the way, Ice Cube was explaining the road to the kittens. "'Sides, it's late. No cars are gonna be out this late."

Weaselstar swallowed heavily. She didn't know an exact age on the kits, true, but they didn't even look four moons yet.

To her dismay, they went- not at full pelt, not even at a jog, but at a casual stroll, one following the other following the other, with Ice Cube walking beside the one at the head; Pavementkit. "'Sides," Pringles repeated, not catching on to Weaselstar's private horror, "It's kinda cute to see them trying to look like the Beetles."

Loner parenting is hardcore.

Sorry for the delay! I was trying to decide what all interactions I wanted to have in the single night. I felt it best for Squirrelwhisker to go stew in her juices a bit, bc I feel like after talking to Hootpaw she'd be all like "FINE I guess NO ONE cares what I think" and sulk for a bit. This will not last, of course lol.

Next chapter is gonna be primarily set in-camp, and miiight lead up to a flashback? I'm not entirely sure yet.

Trying to push Ratfoot even more. Comparing her to Sunset works pretty well so far.