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

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

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(Your turn :D

Ashpaw stayed silent as Winter led him up to where Blizzards was, his heart pounding. His going was a bit slow, considering he was limping badly, but he kept a straight face.

"Come on, I'm not actually supposed to be bringing you to Blizzard so please keep up!" Winter whispered to Askpaw as she led him to a wooden crate.

"I'm trying my best…" Nonetheless, he forced himself to go a little faster, sharp pain shooting up his leg every time he put even a little weight on it.

Stopping in front of the den, Winter took a quick peek inside, "Blizzard?" She said quickly, "Askpaw is here to talk to you."
There was a grumble inside that Ashpaw could not distinguish, but as Winter stuck her head out, it was clear, he was about to enter the den of the leader.
"C'mon." She muttered, pushing away the moss that lined the entrance way.

Ashpaw hesitated before following her in, keeping his leg off the ground. It still throbbed painfully even when he wasn't putting weight on it.

"This is Ashpaw of Riverclan, Lynxfur found him injured next to the river and brought him here," Winter said, sitting by the entrance.

The large long-haired gray tom got up from his nest and stood over the black apprentice, "And what have you come to ask?" He said simply, staring at him.

"Um, I-I…" He cleared his throat. "I would like to go home, if at all possible, sir." He bowed his head politely. "My mentor is away and I am needed."

"You mentor?" He huffed, glancing up at Winter then back to him, "You think I will take a prisoner and then just give him freedom?"

Ashpaw turned his ears back, looking away. "Begging your pardon, sir, but I-I don't really remember being 'taken prisoner'. I just remember I fell, and then woke up here…"

He let out a sigh and lower his head to Ashpaws level, "Well you're a prisoner now.."

"Y-Yes, sir. Um, do you know when I'll be able to go home? I was sort of left in charge of being the healer and all…" (What if they forced him to be their healer for the time being, considering he knows what he's doing?)

"Kit," Blizzard said quickly, cutting him off, "Any cat can learn how to heal! You cant doesn't need you, and plus, with the other clans on all sites, they have help from all around them. But who is teaching you? Everyone learns from someone, who taught you?"

"Er, I mostly learned myself as a kit, but my mentor taught me a lot, sir."

"And who taught you!?" He snapped, losing his temper.

"My mentor, sir. If you're asking for her name, it's Finchsong."

"Uhh, that's not the right cat's name." He sighed, placing his tail over his paws, "Who taught Finchsong?"

"Her mentor was Silverbrook, sir, but she was recently killed by a fox. Finchsong took me on as an apprentice so young because she needed the help. Being the only medicine cat was very difficult for her, so I stepped in to help, sir."

"Silverbrook?" He questioned, "A silver bagel? Blue eyes, deep black spots like a leopard?"

"Yes, sir, that's her. She was killed by a fox just before Finchsong's ceremony. Her ceremony actually ended up happening in Starclan, sir."

"W-Was it a quick death?" He asked softly, sadness was visible all over his face.

"I believe so, sir, but I wasn't there. To my knowledge, she sacrificed herself for Finchsong, and then performed her ceremony from Starclan." Ashpaw noticed Blizzard's sudden change in demeanor, but decided questioning it would probably end poorly for him.

"K," He whispered, lowering his head, "Do you know her last words?"

(DO YOU???)

"Finchsong said they were 'Weasel and Rabbit, fight.', sir."