Jaggedfang - 65 Moons - Dark Forest - Deceased - Territory - Mentions: Terrastar ID, Birchheart, Risingstorm ID, Everyone, Open!

Jaggedfang slyly walked through TerraClan’s territory. He licked his chops, not really caring about anyone else he saw. He entered TerraClan’s camp slowly, but not in an anxious way. He growled and yowled at the other cats, puffing himself up to make himself more threatening than he already was. He entered the leader’s den, Terrastar, was it? He stared deeply into the three cats that stood there. One, he presumed to be Terrastar, a frightening cat in his own right, the other, was his daughter, Birchheart, and the third, he didn’t really know. He sneered at all of them, showing off his large fangs. “Hello Birchheart, long time no see, your mother hid you well....” he snarled. He focused more intently on the two toms with her. “And it seems like you’re already becoming more like your mother; already head over heels for two toms huh?” He sneered again, waiting for a reply.

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[Oooo, that's cold; he gonna get it xD]

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Risingstorm - 27 Moons - Warrior- Healthy - Terraclan Leader Den - Mentions: Jaggedfang, Terrastar ID, Birchheart ID, Open!

Practically the moment after he had entered the den, a unfamiliar tom barged his way past him. He wrinkled his nose; this tom didn't smell...as he was supposed to. Or look "right". Yet here he was before them, his powerful fangs bared. And he spoke. Well, sneered. On top of that, this mysterious male also knew Birchheart.

This tom is the oldest one I've ever seen, practically, he remarked, not that his body looks of it. His age is all around his face. But how could a tom know her with such an age gap? Surely he must be her father, perhaps? The tom had made mention to her mother, at least.

His ominous presence made Risingstorm's whiskers quiver with fear; not one that would drown him, but a prickling fear that unsettled his bones. A moderate fear that tightened his chest. Yet not one that made him ill-prepared for action. What would Terrastar say to this horrid intrusion to his den? How would he behave?

The eerie tom could not go without being confronted, though. The foreboding aura that made the very air around them feel heavy demanded not a moment be wasted with hesitation. This intruding, dominating male could not be allowed a moment of victory. "And who might you be, who presumes to enter a clan leader's den unannounced?" he growled deeply at the new tom.

The unusual, guttural was of genuine contempt, yet his half-lifted, unsure tail perhaps spoke otherwise.

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Terrastar - 39 Moons - Leader - Healthy - Camp, Leader's Den - Mentions: Birchheart, Jaggedfang, Risingstorm, Open!

Terrastar nodded his head in appreciation of Birchheart's comfort, giving the she-cat an affectionate nuzzle to show that it was both needed and welcomed. He felt a part of him yearn to stay like this for a long time, in the silent company of a cat he trusted enough to make his second in command. However, another part of him was rigid, screaming to seek vengeance for the cats he had lost this day. His ears twitched when he heard Risingstorm's voice from outside, a soft sigh leaving him. He gave his new deputy an apologetic look before getting up and shaking his fur out. He was unable to even start heading out of his den as suddenly a large tom burst into his den without permission. His interest peaked when he seemed to know Birchheart, his head snapping to look at the brown and white tabby.

His attention was however soon snagged by how the stranger was almost see-through, and a dark ominous aura emitting from him. He grew confused, his mind racing to place why this cat was the way he was. A memory of Aetherclan's medicine cat mentioning Starclan popped to his mind. Could this be one of those warriors? Dead, but somehow still alive? He raised his tail to show Risingstorm to back down, wanting to speak with this tom himself. The words he had spoken lingered in his mind, but he chose to push them aside. He could talk to Birchheart later on. "Who are you? Are you a Starclan cat?"

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Jaggedfang - 65 Moons - Dark Forest - Deseased - Camp/Leader's Den - Mentions: Terrastar, Risingstorm, Birchheart, Open!

Jaggedfang chuckled, how could these cats be so naive. "I am Jaggedfang, and no I am not from mouse-brained StarClan, I'm from what you may call, the Dark Forest..." He said eerily. He smiled, he could sense the fear he instilled in these cats. But Birchheart had not responded yet. "What's the matter, Birchheart? You don't seem so happy?" he addressed her. Then, he turned to the two toms before him. "I am also Birchheart's father." He meowed in a mocking tone. He sensed that his presence got the reaction he wished. "This won't be the last time you see me." he sneered, before running into the wall of the leader's den, and dissipating into nothingness.

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Birchheart - 25 Moons - Deputy - Healthy - Camp/Leader’s Den - Mentions: Terrastar Risingstorm, Jaggedfang, Open!

Birchheart felt nice cuddled up to her leader, but knew it had to end when Risingstorm’s voice was heard. Before either tom could say anything , a dark and eerie cat entered the den. He sneered at the three cats, claiming that he somehow knew her. However, Birchheart didn’t have any idea who this mysterious cat was. She blushed intently as he revealed her feelings towards the two toms. Her fur prickled, prepared to defend her already broken clan.

Birchheart stares intently at her two clanmates that questioned the tom. Her fur prickled even more when he sneered at the both of them. ‘So his name is Jaggedfang.’ She thought to herself. She adopted a more defensive position when he questioned her quietness. Birchheart gasped when he revealed himself as her father. She opened her mouth to protest, but he ran into the wall of the leader’s den and disappeared in a matter of seconds. One she came to her senses from what happened, she protested, “That cat is not my father! I’ve never seen him before in my life! Even when I was a kit!”

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Terrastar - 39 Moons - Leader - Healthy - Camp, Leader's Den - Mentions: Birchheart, Risingstorm, Open!

Terrastar seemed intrigued when Jaggedfang mentioned a 'Dark Forest', perhaps the cats from there were stronger than Starclan? His jaw almost dropped when he heard that the ghost cat was Birchheart's father, quickly turning his head to look at her. He paid no attention to the tom as he left, just waiting to hear what she had to say to this. Luckily, she spoke, but the leader had not expected what she said. Though he did not find her lack of memory of her father strange, he had never met his own father. "He could be, I never met my father either, don't even know his name." He mentioned, looking around his den for a bit. His gaze fell upon Risingstorm. He felt a twinge of respect for the warrior for showing fierceness to Jaggedfang, this would be rewarded. "Risingstorm, would you mind joining the water patrol? Mintwhisper and Owlpaw could use a courageous cat like yourself on their journey." He mewed, gesturing for the tom to leave. "Go to them and discuss your route, I trust the three of you will find a source once you set out after my meeting with Fernstar." He added, going back to searching his den. Finally, he saw what he was looking for. It was a pretty rose he had stacked away earlier. He picked it up with his teeth, careful to not prick himself on the thorns. He turned back to Birchheart. "This reminded me of you, beautiful, yet dangerous."

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Birchheart - 25 Moons - Deputy - Healthy - Camp/Leader’s Den - Mentions: Terrastar, Risingstorm, Open!

Birchheart’s ears drooped slightly, at Terrastar’s mention of him not meeting his father. “The thing is... I know my father, he’s a loner named Sage, my mother was another loner named Nina, I’m sure she would have told me this type of thing before I left.” Birchheart sighed. She didn’t know what to believe. One part of her was curious, always wondering if something was missing. The other knew exactly who she was, and that Jaggedfang was not her father. All she knew was that when Birchheart looked back at Terrastar, she forgot all her worries. She watched halfhazarldy when Terrastar sent Risingstorm away.

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Birchheart - 25 Moons - Deputy - Healthy - Camp/ Leader’s Den - Mentions: Terrastar, Open!

Birchheart then blushed, she had never seen such a beautiful flower. Her face heated up even more once her leader’s words settled in. “Y-You think I’m beautiful?” Birchheart stuttered. She shuffled her paws a bit as she started purring uncontrollably. “Well thank you! I’ve never been called beautiful before... and I absolutely love the rose! Thank you.” Birchheart finished, letting it grow quiet before starting again. “You know I’ve always had a pretty big crush on you, but I never thought my feelings would be reciprocated,” Birchheart blushed shuffling her feet. She was incredibly happy, she wanted to ask Terrastar something, but she wanted to hear his response first, and maybe he’ll ask her instead.

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Risingstorm - 27 Moons - Warrior- Healthy - Leaving Terraclan Camp - Mentions: Jaggedfang, Terrastar, Birchheart ID, Mintwhisker, Owlpaw

He shook his head in confusion. What had just unfolded before them? Jaggedfang, a Dark Forest cat? He hoped his powers were not as great as he feared, as the phantom cat seemed to only have enough energy to speak to the three of them before vanishing. Hopefully that'll be the most trouble he'll give us.

His gaze turned to Terrastar, beaming with pride. He was utterly thrilled to hear the approval in his leader's voice, as well as receiving orders to set his paws to work for the benefit of the clan. There was nothing more that needed to be said and he knew it, so graciously he pivoted his torso and gracefully sprinted through the entrance of the camp in a long, easy canter-like gait. He was assigned a crucially important mission, one that could effect the living situation of both clans as the forest recovered. The search was on for the stocky, young apprentice and the sweet, she-cat warrior with him.

Edit: Whoops, Risingstorm seems so excited that he apparently ran right past you guys (Rainpaw/Owlpaw/Mintwhisker)...

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Mintwhisper - 33 moons - Warrior - Healthy - Camp - Mentions: Rainpaw, Owlpaw, Jaggedfang, Open!

The red warrior nodded and took in the apprentice’s thoughtful look, he seemed a bit tense but she supposed she could understand. “Mhm, just silly fun facts.” She smiled, wanting her clanmates to feel at least a little bit more lighthearted. She looked down at Rainpaw and added, “You can join in too if you like.” She raised her head again and sat back on her haunches, doing her best to stay balanced as she lifted her white speckled paws into the air and waved them. “Like... your favorite.... what’s the word,” She muttered to herself in french before looking up with a victorious expression. “Stories! Any memorable ones?” She let her paws drop back onto the ground and waited for a response.

Mintwhisper startled when an arrogant tom crashed into camp, her head swiveling to see what the fuss was about. She narrowed her eyes and inspected the cat as closely as she could from where she sat, were those... stars in his pelt? How was she able to see somewhat through him? The red she-cat’s tail twitched, she was wary and didn’t like how brash the cat appeared. Her minty green gaze followed him to the leader’s den where he disappeared, and never came out...? Suspicious but not what she needed to focus on at the moment. She looked back to the apprentices beside her.

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Rainpaw - 12 Moons - Apprentice - Gash on Left Thigh (partially healed) - Territory - Mentions: Owlpaw, Mintwhisper

Rainpaw, glanced down at her leg. The gash had stopped bleeding, and she figured it wouldn't take long to heal up. Maybe Owlpaw’s assistance was wasn’t needed. After all, the young tom would surely be preoccupied by getting used to the medicine cat den and learning herbs.

“I’m not sure,” Rainpaw mewed in repose to the speckled she cat, fascinated at her knowledge of different tongues, “Someone once told me a story about cats from the clouds coming down to the land, although I don’t remember who.”

She thought for a moment. Could it have been her father? Or maybe a sibling? She hated to admit it, but memories of her kittypet life had begun to fade. She couldn’t even recall what her mother had looked like.

She continued, “And there were bad cats, too. Ones that rose from the depths of the earth…”

Rainpaw realized that Mintwhiper was no longer listening, but gazing outside the den, looking concerned. “What’s wrong?” Rainpaw questioned, but when she peeked outside, nothing seemed amiss.

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Owlpaw - 7 Moons - Apprentice- Healthy - Territory - Mentions: @ Rainpaw, Mintwhisper, Risingstorm,Open

As he stared outside of the opening to the den listening to Mintwhisper and Rainpaw talk behind him, he couldn't help but stick his head at as a new shadow-like figure barging his way into the camp. Sending a mixture of hisses and growls to anyone who dared question or stood in his way and entered the leader's den. He was confused at that instant, who was that? He shared gazes with the two she-cats with a baffled expression. " Why... Why... was he.. his pelt..?" He couldn't form a correct sentence, but they got the picture. They all saw it.

Risingstorm had exited the den in a hurry, but what had happened? His pelt seemed to be disturbed but haste was on his mind. He flicked a tail towards Mintwhisper. " Think its time?" He mewed, slowly rising to his paws and stretching his hind legs feeling his bobbed appendage stir and swing to reduce the tension from being sat on. " Stay well okay?" He mewed to Rainpaw, slowly uncompressing himself from Rainpaw's close interaction.

EDITS [ Sorry I posted from my side. >.< Didn't mean to!]

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Risingstorm - 27 Moons - Warrior- Healthy - Leaving Terraclan Camp - Mentions: Mintwhisker, Owlpaw, Rainpaw ID

A sudden thought flashed into his mind, sending his forepaws scuffling to an abrupt halt. His eyes had registered something that his mind had not; he foolishly flew past the very cats he was supposed to travel with. The fur on his spine stiffening with embarrassment, he took a deep swallow as he made his way back through the camp entrance. In his hurried pace, he nearly walked right into the young apprentice. "Oh, Owlpaw! There you are," he greeted in an attempt to recover himself from his embarrassing actions.

His gaze lifted to Mintwisker who was not far from the apprentice's side. "And you, too, Mintwhisker. I'm very glad to see you," he kindly meowed in acknowledgement to her. He very much wanted to discuss the dark, starry cat that had intruded into their camp with his peers, but now was not the time. He remarked to himself, however, that he was glad to see Rainpaw's gash had stopped bleeding for the moment, instead.

A small, encouraging smile grew warmly on his muzzle as he looked upon the three cats before him. With a slightly fidgety flick of the tip of his tail, he added, "Terrastar has assigned me to join the search for water with you both. Are you ready to head out? I fear there isn't a moment to lose."

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Terrastar - 39 Moons - Leader - Healthy - Camp, Leader's Den - Mentions: Birchheart, Open!

Terrastar nodded his head slowly when Birchheart told of her parents, confused that Jaggedfang would call her his daughter if it was not true. Perhaps the ghost cat simply wanted to claim to be related to the she-cat, he could understand that. He had never met his father, and his mother had abandoned him as soon as he caught his first mouse. He shook his head and looked refocused back on his new deputy as she took in what he had just given her. He purred when she seemed happy at his gesture and nipped off parts of the stalk to put the flower in her fur. "You're one of the most beautiful she-cats in the Clan." He purred, seeming almost surprised when she confessed her big crush. His purring increased in volume and he curled his huge body around the she-cat. "I chose you as my deputy because I believe we could rule the forest together better than any other cats." He admitted, his tail twining with hers. "Will you honour me by being my mate?"

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