forum +Clans Divided+ (Warrior Cats roleplay redo - closed)

Started July 19, 2020 by @ZephirFox8812

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Mistpaw lifted her head, staring in confusion at the two. She wasn't sure what was going on, but she could practically taste the tension in the air. She glanced at Crystalpaw, unsure of what to do.

Vixenpaw was standing over his nest, his eyes wide and fearful, staring straight at Stormpaw.

I would just like to say before I start writing my reply, this line scared me for a second— I imagine everything going on rn (hence why I have to make every reply of mine detailed asf bc I need to have a solid image in my head) and it spooked me. this sentence scared me omg 💀great job Z /pos //

Vixenpaw was standing over his nest, his eyes wide and fearful, staring straight at Stormpaw. He could see the ginger apprentice's fur stand up on the back of his neck and his strained, stressed breathing making small sounds in the silence.

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don't mind me cropping some of the reply— just focusing on this bit here— ALSO IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK A WHILE TO GET OUT AGAIN. there's just- a lot happening irl where I am 😞😨//

Stormpaw hesitantly looked up and as soon as he did, he shrank back in his nest, trying to create some distance between himself and the other tom who was standing over him. Stormpaw's ears pinned back to his head, his claws sliding out and digging into his moss and heather nest. 'if I have to defend myself, I won't hesitate to claw his whiskers off.'
…but the thought sent a chill down his spine and Stormpaw tried his best to make himself appear smaller, but his bristling made it rather difficult. He didn't want to hurt his friend, the last time he did that it soured the relationship and he didn't want that with someone he had grown up with.
'I can deal with Flamepaw…' Stormpaw's breathing was quiet and shallow and it began to match up with the other apprentice's breathing, 'but Vixenpaw?'

He was jumping to conclusions again… but the last time he did that he was correct.
'Adderpaw always gave me a bad feeling, and then I was proven right about him. And what if I'm right about Flamepaw? and I just- know that I'm right about those hare-brained warriors in ThunderClan… poor Cloudypaw… she probably doesn't even know what her own mentor is doing!'

The apprentices' den was dim, but not completely dark. The sun just seemed to be rising into a warm morning, a faint orange, pink and fiery red glow outlined the horizon and gave the tall grass that surrounded everyone a black outline, the thin clouds that inched across the changing sky looking like black and orange streaks.
Vixenpaw's eyes burning into his own, Stormpaw felt too scared to blink or move in case Vixenpaw decided to take that opportunity to pounce and attack.

'but he's a medicine cat! he can't fight… can he?'

is this good?? I'm just trying to just get something out. Also, Stormpaw freaking out in his thoughts? relatable lol. also him thinking about Cloudy will forever be something I'll continue doing lol //

"Well?" Vixenpaw said quietly, trying to keep his voice from breaking. "Say something." He tried to force himself to stay calm, he could feel himself growing panicked. What is he going to do? I know how he reacted when Flamepaw had said something.

Stormpaw blinked quickly, his maw opening a gap as he tried to think of something to say, but his mind felt like a busy hive of panicked bees. His head was fuzzy and his thoughts were going a mile a minute.
He wanted to hiss out a threat. Maybe say that he'd claw his nose off? or blind him? but what if Vixenpaw took it the wrong way and he was attacked? Vixenpaw was big enough to squash him like a bug and pull his tail off if he tried hard enough.
'but he's a medicine cat– Oh, for StarClan's sake! who knows what they're teaching him!'

Stormpaw, after a few long seconds, let out a low, shaky hiss, though it could've been mistaken for a whisper.

"Get away-"

Vixenpaw's ears flicked backwards and he took a step back, casting his eyes downward. He turned and walked silently out of the apprentice den. He paused once he got outside. You're an idiot Vixenpaw! What are you going to do now?

No time for thinking. He thought as he pushed his doubts out of his brain. Stormpaw will tell or hate you forever. Better to just go. The ginger apprentice trotted towards the entrance of camp, trying to look casual so he wouldn't be stopped by the few warriors already awake, returning from the night patrol or preparing to leave for the dawn one. Juniperleaf and Splashnose nodded in greeting as he walked past.

Vixenpaw kept up his slower pace until he was out of view of the camp. He turned his eyes to the distance, where he could see a few two-leg dens. They'll never find me there. He thought as he started to sprint in that direction.

Crystalpaw shot a glare in Stormpaw's direction. Vixenpaw had introduced him to the dark forest when he figured out how much the white tom struggled with training. He'd actually managed to improve under Violetmask's guidance, despite the dead cat's- interesting methods.

"What's happening?" Ashpaw murmured quietly.

"I'll tell you later." Crystalpaw muttered back. Ashpaw shrugged and curled up again, asleep in seconds. Crystalpaw continued to glare at Stormpaw.

As Vixenpaw was running, his vision suddenly flashed, the world he saw was suddenly dark. He skidded to a halt and whipped his head around. It flashed again, lasting longer this time, long enough for him to see what was happening.

It was night, but the sky was clouded. The grass looked almost red under his paws. There were some cats in the distance, some where standing, others lay motionless on the ground. The cat closest to him, standing over the body of another, turned suddenly to stare at him.

Vixenpaw knew this cat. But they looked older. He opened his mouth to say something to the apparition. But then it was gone. Leaving Vixenpaw standing alone on the border.

(I didn't say his visions would be good ones)
(or true ones)

(marvel style end credits)
(VIXENPAW WILL RETURN… AT SOME POINT)
(For now, I will not be writing for Vixenpaw, he will be back though! I will be playing my other character's for now, and if you guys want to know what Vixenpaw does in his time away, I can always make short responses with him)

SPRING IS ALIVE!! HAH HAH!! //
also how dare you have interesting convos without me 🙄💅//

(Yeahhhhh! And if Stormy found out there would be no spark of friendship. Well…None to rekindle.)

omg- yeah-
despite Stormy very clearly hating Flame's guts, he secretly wonders if they could rekindle anything that they originally had. He holds grudges (obvi,) but because of Mist's liking for him [Flamepaw], Storm would like to apologize one day. Will that one day be anytime soon? hah, you're funny, absolutely not. far from it. He's still upset that Flamepaw could be (or is) holding his and Mist's parentage over their heads and also- that whole fighting thing and embarrassing himself in front of his forbidden lover, Cloudy. That also plays a part. BUUUT if he were to discover Flame training in cat hell, yeah. every thought he had about wanting to better their relationship would be buried six feet under lol. You think Storm's upset now? just wait until he finds something like that out. He'll be the one starting border skirmishes instead of Rain and Scorch LMAO //
… for reasons, that last line is a joke. //

(ASJAGDUDGDJSJ I AM FEELING THINGSSSSSSS)
(Also new drama idea: To get back at Stormpaw, Crystalpaw tricks Mistpaw into joining the Dark Forest? Could also be potential for Adderboi and Mistgal to bond)

I also like this. this is interesting. Crystalpaw doesn't seem like to type to do that, imo. but it'd make a good AU lol //
…
_{Evil! Mistcall/star AU. //}

<3

If you're referring to a roleplay reply… uhh well, Rainfrost is still in the medicine cat den… hmmm
maybe Scorchfeather takes over Flamepaw's training for the day? or- something? idk //

Yeah! ofc! it'll have to wait as it's a little late here so I'll be heading to bed //

Good night! :D //

I think Pastel controls Smokewing so- sorry if i ended up controlling your gal- I needed to have some conversation to move the plot along- and also bc I like adding conversations lol //

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The sky was still waking up as Scorchfeather opened her eyes, a small gap in the ceiling exposed the changing sky. It being a mixed hue of oranges and pinks. Scorchfeather’s holly green eyes scanned the dim Warriors’ Den. Scorchfeather’s nest was near the middle, and an empty nest beside her was slightly stale and smelling of Rainfrost. The pretty ginger molly quietly scoffed. She remembered returning from the gathering, feeling slightly tired after having to kitsit Rainfrost’s apprentice.
The black-and-white apprentice had padded away to talk to some rabbit-eaters and ShadowClan scum during the gathering as her sister, Brightflower, and her mate, Poolwing, distracted her with a long conversation about StarClan knows what. She couldn’t remember what they had talked about.

The den felt stuffy as Scorchfeather sat up in her nest, licking her chest fur. As she sat up, the battle-scarred warrior noticed how Smokewing, the ThunderClan’s deputy’s, nest was empty. Though it smelt rather fresh. Scorchfeather guessed that the mostly white-and-pale-gray she-cat had just left the den to prepare for patrols and such for today.
’I’m assigned to dawn patrol…’ the she-cat remembered, her shoulders falling with a huff. She hated dawn patrol. She’d much prefer hunting as she actually got to sink her claws into something alive.

Scorchfeather was silent as she pushed through a screen of thick ferns that draped over the entry of the Warriors’ Den, almost stepping on Larchclaw, the golden-brown tabby’s, tail as she exited. He let out a grumble and he turned around in his nest.
The ThunderClan clearing looked empty, it wasn’t busy yet though most of the warriors would be up soon. Fawnstar and Smokewing were talking quietly near the bottom of Highledge, Smokewing seemed to be happy talking to the speckled golden-brown tom. Scorchfeather’s eyes narrowed slightly as she looked at Fawnstar. ’if all goes well, Whitestar will properly be avenged…’

She seemed to have spaced off because Smokewing’s voice broke her out of her trance. “Scorchfeather! There you are!” Scorchfeather blinked, stepping further out of the Warriors’ Den. The smaller she-cat was as bubbly as ever as she approached practically bouncing on her paws. ’how was she ever made a warrior? She still acts like a kit.’
“I was about to go in and wake you!” Smokewing purred, her whiskers twitching.
Scorchfeather cracked a slight smirk, humming. “Mm. Yes, am I needed for a patrol?” she meowed, though she already knew the answer.
“Yes, actually! I was hoping you could lead a patrol towards the ShadowClan border. I know we’re still kind of… iffy… with them, with Whitestar and all… but I trust that you’ll just mark the border and return.” Smokewing dipped her head.
“Of course.” she mewed, “Who would you like me to take? I want to take Cloudypaw and… Flamepaw with me. Rainfrost isn’t going to be training him today so…”
The deputy nodded, “Of course,” she smiled kindly, “I don’t want this to be a huge patrol so… let Jaystrike and Mintpaw join you.” Smokewing let out a small purr. “Jaystrike tells me Mintpaw’s been itching to get out of camp.”

’Who cares what that mouse-brained she-cat wants or what he said about her. I’m just trying to get this over and done with so I can train these two apprentices.’

After forcing a simple conversation, Smokewing left her alone and disappeared into the Warriors Den to wake Jaystrike. Scorchfeather swiftly padded away and towards the Apprentice Den, her tail lashing behind her. Only a few pawsteps away from her destination, Cloudypaw’s small silver head popped out of a few ferns. Her pale blue eyes looked startled.
Scorchfeather paused, “Lovely. Seems you’ve finally learned to wake up early enough.” Cloudypaw only gave a small nod, still quiet. “Now that you’re up, wake Flamepaw and Mintpaw.” Her apprentice looked a little confused at the sound of her sister’s name, “They’re both joining us on dawn patrol.”

Without another word, Cloudypaw disappeared back into the long, soft ferns. The ginger she-cat only had to wait a few seconds before Flamepaw and Mintpaw walked out of the den.
Mintpaw let out a long yawn, shaking her white fur out before sitting down and straightening her whiskers. Flamepaw seemed tired like he hadn’t gotten a wink of sleep, or if he did, it was very little, but he just slowly blinked and looked up at her. He seemed surprised before he let out a sigh. Cloudypaw soon appeared beside her sister, giving her littermate a look before up at her mentor.

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Well, it’s done 💪 //
I forget if Cloudypaw is aloud out of camp- but it’s been almost a day since she left WindClan so- i would assume so— if not- whoops- sorry!!! //
ALSO! I made sure to add characters everyone can use! So, Z, you can use Cloudy, Pastel you’ve got Mint, I have Scorchie and maybe Jaystrike? Idk- and ofc, Mosis, you have your main! Flameboi! I have an idea of them may be meeting a ShadowClan patrol but- maybe it’s just a simple patrol that leads to intense battle training between Cloudy and Flame bc- well- it’s Scorchfeather. //
Also- I don’t really think Smokewing is this bubbly or whatever, but everything looks wonky in Scorchie’s POV. she thinks everyone’s annoying and happy-go-lucky. //