forum I didn't see any Warriors RP [Open]

Started April 11, 2018 by @Lavy-the-Nerdy-Sci-Fi-Birdy

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"No!" She bit down on the fox's tail as hard as she could before it just growled and walked away, Silverbrook's blood dripping from its teeth. "No… no, no, no…" Finchpaw ran up to Silverbrook and held her paws over the wound, trying to make the bleeding stop.

Suddenly… Oakpaw!!

(Idk what to do now)

(Okay)
Finchpaw glanced at Oakpaw before touching the Moonpool with her nose. She opened her eyes to see the usual familiar cats, joined by Silverbrook.

The silver Bengal she cat padded farwered, and touching noses, said “Do you think I would leave you on such a special day?” Sighing, Silverbrook began the ceremony, “I, Silverbrook, medicine cat of Riverclan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on this apprentice. She has trained hard to understand the ways of a medicine cat, and with your help she will serve her Clan for many moons. Finchpaw, do you promise to uphold the ways of a medicine cat, to stand apart from rivalry, between Clan and Clan, and to protect all cats equally, even at the cost of your life?”

"I do." It was so surreal seeing her mentor as a Starclan cat. One moment she had been walking with her, and the next a fox had sent her up here. At least Silverbrook would likely be in many of Finchpaw's dreams and prophecies.

“Then by the powers of StarClan I give your true name as a medicine cat. Finchpaw, from this moment you shall be known as Finchsong. StarClan honors your skill and your thirst for knowledge. You will save the lives of many cats.” Once she ended, the cats of starclan chanted her name in harmony.

Finchsong touched noses with her mentor and the other Starclan cats before a vision flooded her sight. (What should her vision be?)

As the Starclan cats faded, a new sense faded in. A grassy valley with scattered trees, clear bright blue sky's with geese flying over head, and a steam cutting the valley in to two. Out in the distance Finchsong could see tall gray snow caped mountains that outlined the whole horizon.
Racing through the soft grass she stopped on top of one of the hills and scanned the valley but there was nothing, no one or animal. There came a shuffling down from down bellow, and what came out was unexpected, a cat.. No two, three, four cats. Even though she was right besides them, their pelts changed colors each time they moved. "Does Starclan really not want me to know the identity of these cats?" Finchsong muttered, looking at a calico cat then turned into a gray tabby. "Odd and disturbing."

(I was thinking the four cats can be cats from the tribes)

(So she needs to go to the mountains?)
One of the cats stepped closer. Its eyes were white and glowing, and its voice was smooth and mysterious. "The four whom you've never met are waiting. They know your name. They know your purpose. Visit the place in which your meeting place of old resides. They are waiting." With that, the four cats faded into nothingness. (Basically, she needs to go to the mountains where the Moonstone is so she can get more info from the four mountain tribe leaders)

(Lmao okay)
Finchsong opened her eyes and jumped up with a start, seeing Oakleaf (that's his new name that he got at some point while she was having her vision) with Silverbrook's body.

"I kept what over her while you were out." Oakleaf said, sadly glancing down at Silverbrook, "My mentor could not make it so Heatherleaf did my ceremony while Hawkflight went to Riverclan to get your leader… He has not arrived yet."

"Alright…" Finchsong touched noses with Silverbrook sorrowfully, laying down beside her. They would have to bring her body back to Riverclan, and Finchsong would have a silent vigil for the duration of the night.

"I'm sorry Finchpaw." Oakleaf whispered, "I wish I came sooner to help her…"

"It's not your fault… she fought hard, and well. The fox was too strong for the both of us. If anything, it's my fault. She died protecting me."

"Any mentor would do that," he said, sitting by her, "My mentor, even with his icy temper, would save me from anything."

Finchsong smiled softly. "He really does care about you. I know he does. He just doesn't want to admit it." She curled her tail around her paws.

"I know, he dose that with everyone…"

Hawkflight came rushing in, tailed by the Riverclan leader. (Frick forgot their name) Finchsong looked up as they came in, staying by her fallen mentor's side.

(Foxstar, a small fluffy calico she-cat)

"Can I help?" Oakleaf asked, tacking a step back to give more room.

"No, thank you Oakpaw. We can take it from here. Finchpaw, you'll have to help us get her back." Said Foxstar. "What are your new names, by the way?" "I'm Finchsong now."

"And i'm Oakleaf," He corrected, turning away from them.