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Froststar | Southern Fernclan Territory | Shadeflower

Froststar could sense her fear and he lightly tapped her on the shoulder his tail, “we will be okay.” He whispered, trying to reassure Shadeflower. “You go ahead of me, straight back to the spot you dropped the dead herbs. I’ll be right behind you don’t worry.” Froststar said, turning back to face the direction the two-legs were in. They sounded a bit closer, making his fur bristle. “Once we get there we will stop in the brush and make sure we’re safe before we continue back to camp.” Froststar continued, he was ready to run after Shadeflower. “Remember to stay low.”

Dewleaf | Fernclan Camp | Riverstrike, Zing & Zang

“I assume Froststar is out, and I don’t believe this should wait.” Dewleaf started, man Riverstrike was intimidating. Where should she start? “While I was out hunting this morning, close to the Northern border, I found two.. well.. kittypets.” She whispered the last word, not wanting her clanmates to hear her. “Not even 12 moons ago, the forest had never even seen a loner or kittypet. I thought that, well, that maybe..” the warrior trailed off, shuffling her paws. “I… well… I brought them here for questioning.” Dewleaf almost spit the words out. It was the only way she was able to get them out she was so nervous. “I figured we could see if they know what the two-legs want, if they can tell if they’re planning to move into the forest. I know I had heard Froststar mentioning it once before.” Dewleaf paused, knowing Riverstrike would think of these cats as a threat no matter what. “They’re young - and seem harmless, they don’t even know how to hunt.” Dewleaf added in her defense, hopefully that but of information would ease some tension. “But.. they are waiting outside of camp.”

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Shadeflower | Southern Fernclan territory| Froststar

The she cat looked a little worried now more for Froststar but nodded and began creeping along slowly so she wouldn’t make a lot of nose and attract the attention of the twolegs and any potential dogs that could be there with them. She carried the coltsfoot in her mouth tightly yet not enough to break or ruin it.” Howl if you need me.” She whispered behind her to Froststar. The she cat didn’t want Froststar to potentially be caught or put in danger for her own safety. If she had to she would try and do her best to help defend the leader, despite only being a medicine cat. She felt her heart pounding loudly as she continued back to the spot where they had dropped the dead herbs. She would occasionally glance behind her to ensure the leader was still following, her worried eyes gazed back at him as her paws stopped moving. She stared back at him worried for his safety, thoughts of the leader being caught by twolegs or even worse dogs ran through her head, and it would be all her fault because she drug him out here. Her ears fell flat once more as she turned her head slowly back around and she continued creeping along.

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Somehow, by Starclans grace, Riverstrike keeps her pelt from bristling and overall figure composed. She's good at that, and in a flat, emotionless tone replies with a simple "I see"

She feels a mixture of emotions, separating them and then stamping a paw on them to keep them from bubbling to the surface. Kittypets on their territory, had the patrols not been enough? Suppose other cats were coming and going? Living clanless for the start of her life made it apparent that it was easy to hide ones scent, you just had to be smart. Had other cats come this way? What did that mean for the clan?

Her heart thuds in her chest, imagining the worst. But then she swallows it all up, eyes betraying nothing but a distant look before she snaps to attention.

"I'll speak with them in Froststar's absence." She decides, and walks stiffly out of camp. The thought that these cats were harmless was a nice thought, butt she could already imagine them telling their friends, and then every cat from twolegplace sauntering on over to see the clan. It would be horrible. Though she was already imagining the worse.

As she exits the camp, the scent is there, prominent against the typical ones of the forest. And there, equally as prominent, are the intruders. Kittypets indeed.

"You two." She says as she pads over, staring. "Your names, what are they?"

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Salmonleap | 27 moons | Female | New Queen
Location; Fernclan Camp
Mentions; Badgerpaw, Riverstrike, and Dewleaf

Salmonleap watched the exchange between Badgerpaw and Riverstrike with both anxiety and curiosity, flinching a bit when Badgerpaw finally leaped onto Riverstrike’s back. She let out a small, concerned ‘oh’ when Badgerpaw was shaken off, tumbling across the ground. Her tail wrapped around herself and she lifted a paw apprehensively, but relaxed when Badgerpaw rose with a smile on his face. He seemed happy with the lesson, and Salmonleap tried not to impart her worry onto him by fussing over him. Her lips curled into a small smile, “That was quite nice, Badgerpaw,” she quipped.

As she listened to Riverstrike’s question about hunting, her eyes lit up when Badgerpaw mentioned her most favorite activities, swimming and fishing. She had to bite her tongue so as not to interrupt Riverstrike’s response, finding the comment a valuable one. No one should focus too much energy on the things they don’t enjoy, but rather focus on their strong suits! A strong clan is defined by a variety of cats with differing levels of skill, all able to contribute to make a cohesive whole. But…she would love to help Badgerpaw if he was interested. Ever since her little controversy she felt somewhat of an outcast with her clanmates, and desperately wanted to prove that she was still a loyal and valuable member of the group.

“While I agree with Riverstrike, I’d be more than happy to help give ya some pointers on fishing!” she piped up as Badgerpaw began to take his leave. She stood and padded after him, “Even if you don’t like it now, with a little practice you might find that it’s very refreshing during Greenleaf-- ”she stopped short when she saw Badgerpaw bristle. Looking over at Dewleaf, Salmonleap took note of the unusual scent, her face contorting into a worried grimace. She tried to continue following Badgerpaw, but couldn’t help but continue to glance back at Riverstrike and Dewleaf with trepidation as they exited the camp.

Aldergrove | 108 moons | Nonbinary | Elder
Location; Fernclan Camp
Mentions; Badgerpaw, Dewleaf, Riverstrike, and Salmonleap

Aldergrove didn’t realize how long they had been sitting there, staring off in thought until their ears flickered at the sound of Badgerpaw and Salmonleap’s approach. They slowly turned their head over to watch Badgerpaw select a mouse before moving their attention over to the rather apprehensive looking Dewleaf. Something smelled off, and the sudden shift in atmosphere amongst the present cats made Aldergrove’s fur prickle. But hey, whatever Dewleaf had to say, at least she brought more food for this dwindling pile…

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Zing and zang - outside fernclan camp - riverstrike / dewleaf


The smaller she fluffs up her coat in alarm, staring blankly at the new feline, who had padded up to them with much more hostility than the nice big cat from earlier. Zang tugs her back by the necktie and straightens his posture, discomfort radiating off his figure. 'She's Zing, im Zang.' He motions a paw towards his sister, then to himself. The tom sets his paws down, hiding his unsheathed claws into the first layer of soil he could dig them into.

Zing pressed her side against her brother and glared at the wild cat, feigning confidence despite her obvious newfound terror. Two against one would usually be an advantage, but neither cat were trained, and the wild cat was older and much more experienced.

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The hostility is obvious, from the fluffed up fur to the glare. That was fair, though there was little to be afraid of. It looked more like an intimidation tactic then a threat; though Riverstrike doesn't relax. Perhaps if they're wary, they won't return.

Zing and Zang huh? What an odd pair of names, though she knew kittypets often had odd ones, courtesy of their twolegs.

"Are there many kittypets that live in the area that you two live?" She asks, starting off with a seemingly random question. Dewleaf had mentioned that they'd come from the North, which was odd considering the fact that most kittypets lived in the Southern area. It could be that they'd circled the territory before making their way to the Northern area, which would make sense. But she wasn't about to reveal their problems to cats who probably wouldn't understand them anyway. If she was going to question them, she'd need to ease into it in a subtle manner.

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Froststar | Southern Fernclan Territory | Shadeflower

The large Maine Coon stayed close behind Shadeflower, often glancing around to ensure they weren’t being followed. So far so good. Froststar almost sighed in relief as they reached the herb drop spot. He continued to stay low to the ground as he inspected the area. No signs of being followed, and he couldn’t smell the two-legs anymore. However that was too close for comfort, and Froststar would have to talk with Riverstrike about this. Froststar stood up, turning to face Shadeflower. “We’re safe now, it’s okay to stand.” He said, still keeping his voice low. “Whenever you need new herbs from that area, I’ll send you with a patrol for protection. I think it’s time to make the Southern Border off limits.” Froststar sighed, he hated to do it but the area just wasn’t safe anymore.
That’s when a new smell caught the tom’s attention. Froststar put his nose to the air, trying to place the scent. It was coming from the direction of camp, there were cats he didn’t recognize mingled with… Dewleaf as well as Riverstrike? Strange. “What is with today?” Froststar hissed quietly, shaking his head. “Do you smell that as well?” He asked Shadeflower, wondering if maybe he was just imagining things.

Dewleaf | Fernclan Camp | Riverstrike, Zing & Zang

Dewleaf felt the eyes of her clanmates on her, exactly what she had wished to avoid. Avoiding any eye contact, she followed after Riverstrike. She sat back, quietly as Riverstrike asked her questions. She had simply come along to be of comfort to Zing and Zang; a somewhat familiar face. Riverstrike could be intimidating, both in appearance and speech. Dewleaf also had wanted to hear what questions Riverstike had for them. She set her tail gently over her paws and offered the two a soft reassuring smile. After all she had promised they would be safe, so she was here to keep that promise.

Badgerpaw | Fernclan Camp | Salmonleap & Aldergrove

Was Salmonleap following him? Yes… yes she seemed to be. Badgerpaw let out a very soft sigh, well he should try and be more social. After all, Salmonleap was just trying to be nice. She also, at the moment, had the future of Fernclan in her and Badgerpaw at least had respect for that. The apprentice ignored her at first to acknowledge Aldergrove, giving the Elder a respectful head now “Afternoon Aldergrove. I hope your day has been well.” Badgerpaw greeted him before sitting down to eat. He turned to look at Salmonleap and forced a smile. More advice and tips for hunting never hurt, he wanted to be the best he could anyway. “Sure, yeah Salmonleap that would be nice. Thank you.” The black and white cat agreed, looking down at the mosque and then over at Salmonleap. He felt rude eating in front of a Queen. “Have you eaten yet? Please have this mouse if not.” He offered the mouse over, gently nudging it towards her with his paw.

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Shadeflower | Southern Fernclan territory| Froststar

The she cat nodded her ears perked up now to listen for the sounds.” I do. What do you suppose is going on?” She asked tilting her head.
She paused for a moment.” Froststar….before we go back can I just say thank you for going with me. I understand it was dangerous and I appreciate you going with me.” She stated gently nudging him appreciatively. She was very glad the Tom went with her, she enjoyed his presence he was always so nice and friendly to her.

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Zing and Zang - Fernclan camp - Dewleaf / riverstrike

The tom growled softly, debating if he should lie or not. The question was a little odd. Yet everything about these cats were odd - they were wild cats. Zing butted in after Zang seemed to go silent, her voice much more friendly, despite the ruffled fur that betrayed her fear. 'Only a few. Like.. two others. One of them told us about the bone eating cats in the forest.' She winced, giving another glance over at the tall cat, just in case Rag's story was true. She was around the age of a young warrior, yet she looked to actually believe those words.

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Aldergrove | 108 moons | Nonbinary | Elder
Location;Fernclan Camp
Mentions; Badgerpaw, Salmonleap, & Dewleaf

Aldergrove’s expression remained neutral as Badgerpaw acknowledged them, nodding in return but unsure what to say. The day felt like it was slipping away from them already…”You as well,” they replied, after a somewhat long pause. They had been keeping a watchful eye on Badgerpaw, especially ever since the…incident…that orphaned the boy. While they never quite took the initiative to speak with him more than the formal greeting here and there, they appreciated the young cat the apprentice was growing up to be. He reminded them of themself once upon a time, well before they found their way to the clan. They watched him offer the mouse to Salmonleap and considered her offer to the apprentice, their crooked tail tip twitching.

“You shouldn’t be leaving the clan in such a state..” they commented, eyeing Salmonleap’s swelling abdomen. Swimming was the last thing Aldergrove thought should be on the Queen’s mind, but then again, they hardly knew much of the tribulations of growing an entire set of lives inside their body.

Salmonleap | 27 moons | Female | New Queen
Location; Fernclan Camp
Mentions; Badgerpaw, Aldergrove, Riverstrike, and Dewleaf

Salmonleap only half listened to Badgerpaw’s greeting to Aldergrove, her tail beginning to flick back and forth anxiously. She felt the skin on her back twitch and couldn’t help but stare off towards the entrance of the camp and catastrophize what could lay out there that would require the Deputy’s assistance while their leader was away. She was pulled back into the conversation when she heard her name, her strained expression betraying her attempt to be unconcerned with what was going on with Dewleaf and Riverstrike. She gave a half smile, but her excitement to impart her knowledge on the apprentice was muffled beneath her anxiety.

Aldergrove’s words made her wave her paw, dismissing the idea, “No, no of course...I just thought I could offer some tips if Badgerpaw had any questions and maybe in a few moons I’ll be ready to leave the camp and show him a thing or two. Why, if I wasn’t a cat I think I woulda been a fish!” She gave a half-hearted laugh, glancing behind her once again before looking down at the mouse Badgerpaw offered her. She realized she hadn’t eaten yet, and her stomach felt empty and fluttery.

“Oh, I couldn’t…you’re a growing boy.” she said, pawing at the mouse as she looked towards the fresh kill pile. Nothing looked quite appetizing while she had her mind preoccupied with the situation at hand. She was also torn between feeling guilty taking the apprentices chosen meal and feeling it would be rude to reject it. “Unless you insist, but I wouldn’t want to take your meal…” she trailed off, turning her head to peer back, as if she was anticipating the Deputy and Warrior’s return at any moment. “What…what do you both think is going on? We haven’t had trouble around here in such a long time…”

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Froststar | Fernclan Territory | Shadeflower ——> Riverstrike, Zing, Zang & Dewleaf

“I’m not sure, but I’ll find out in a moment. What a strange day it’s been.” Froststar sighed, it was barely midday and he was already exhausted. At least mentally. Shadeflower’s comment made Froststar relax for a moment and he gave her a true smile. “Oh of course. I rather enjoy being around you Shadeflower.” The tom purred, she was a welcoming presence and he enjoyed even just having small talk with her. “Plus I couldn’t just let my prized Medicine Cat go out alone could I?” Froststar added with a wink, “now.. I think it may be best if you go around through the side entrance of camp. I’m not sure what lies ahead here.” He continued, looking towards where the voices were coming from. “I’ll make sure to come by and check on you later in the day.”
With that last comment, Froststar followed the voices to a small group of cats just outside of camp. Riverstrike, looking ever so serious, was questioning two strange cats. They were young and didn’t smell of the forest, he assumed they were Kittypets from the two-leg dens. His gaze fell on his niece, Dewleaf, who sat a small distance away from Riverstrike. He sighed in annoyance, this was her doing wasn’t it? The large black Maine Coon shook his head, might as well join them. As he grew closer, Froststar realized just how much he towered over the two newcomers. “Now, who might these two young cats be Riverstrike?” He asked, tilting his head at Zing and Zang. He made sure to keep his voice on the quieter side, knowing his usually booming meow may be too much for these two cats.

Dewleaf | Fernclan Territory | Riverstrike, Zing, Zang & Froststar

“Fox-dunggg.” Dewleaf quietly hissed to herself, flattening her ears against her head. It was hard not to see Froststar make his appearance, the large black tom seemed to emerge from the shadows. She could see from the expression on his face that she was going to get a talking to later. The young warrior stared down at her paws anxiously, hoping she ultimately didn’t make a mistake.

Badgerpaw | Fernclan Camp | Salmonleap & Aldergrove

“Dewleaf smelt like outsiders.” Badgerpaw replied with a hiss. He couldn’t help it, he didn’t trust anyone outside his clan. He was quiet for moment, glaring out the camp exit. How dare she bring outsiders here knowing… Badgerpaw shook the thought out of his head and sighed. He had forgot who he was around, he looked over at the Queen, he shouldn’t worry her more. “I’m sure everything is fine. Riverstrike is a strong and wise Deputy and Dewleaf…” Badgerpaw trailed off, rolling his eyes, “well she wouldn’t bring danger here.” Badgerpaw pushed the mouse in front of Salmonleap, her being fed was much more important. “Riverstrike agreed to let me in on a hunting party or border patrol later, I can get some hunting done then.” He said, reassuring Salmonleap that it was okay to take the mouse.

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Her gaze flits to the other cat, Zing, who seemed more talkative compared to the other. A kittypet who couldn't keep quiet was typically, she'd direct her words towards that one then.

"And do those cats go wandering about as well? Or even their twolegs?" She asks, settling onto the most important questions smoothly. The second part about the twolegs was due to more sightings as of late, so perhaps something was happening near there. She already had some concerns, ones that she'd like to share with Froststar. And she really hoped that she was merely being paranoid, and that she was worrying over nothing.

Her ears prick, and head swivels when Froststar pads over, concentration momentarily broken.

"This is Zing and Zang." She meows, tail flicking to each cat as she says their names. "Dewleaf found them near the Northern border and brought them here for questioning. I took the liberty of doing so in your absence."

She was, in a way, sort of relieved that he was here. He was the leader, and she'd trust his judgement.

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Shadeflower | Fernclan territory———>Fernclan camp| Froststar, Badgerpaw, Salmonleap, Aldergrove

The she cat nodded and offered him a smile, her fur heating up a little with embarrassment at his last comment.” Let me know if I’m needed.” The she cat called after him before taking her coltsfoot and going to the side entrance of camp. She trotted immediately to her den setting down the coltsfoot in its normal spot. She smiled a little to herself, Froststar was a good leader, he took care of his warriors and everyone else in the clan. She came out of her den quickly at the mention of outsiders.” Outsiders? “ she echoed at the apprentice her eyes narrowing. What outsiders? She felt a prickling sense of anxiety rising in her as she walked over to the group.

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Zing and Zang

The she cat tilts her head, taking a while to actually reply. 'I dont know.' She shrugged at last, slightly put off by the crowding cats and moving closer to her brother, puffing up her fur till she looked half hedgehog, half cat. This cat asked a lot of questions. All of them did. She was starting to think they were a bit boring, far from her visions of war fighting cats who saved innocent kits from the jaws of s vacuum.
Zang's whiskers twitched irritably, a clear sign he was beginning to get fed up of this whole thing. There were so many massive cats here, and just as he thought they couldn't get bigger, all of a sudden. Bigger. He longed to go back home, yet he was stuck here, rooted to the spot on terror he masked with a blank expression, subconsciously moving to cover Zing when he saw approaching cats.

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Froststar | Fernclan Territory | Riverstrike, Zing, Zang & Dewleaf

“Zing and Zang.” Froststar repeated with a chuckle, “what interesting names indeed.” The tom looked down at the two kittypets. They weren’t too much younger than Dewleaf herself, of course she brought them home. “Dewleaf? Camp.” Froststar said, flicking his tail in dismissal. He was quiet for a moment, and made his way to stand beside Riverstrike. “Interesting to have kittypets in the Northern territory.” He said, mainly directing this comment towards Riverstrike. “You two must be scared, so far from home with large forest cats.” Froststar sighed once again, shaking his head, “my niece, she means well. I hope she didn’t scare you too bad.” Froststar turned his gaze away from Zing and Zang for a moment to make sure Dewleaf was gone.
“It’s been a long morning for me already, and I must speak with my Deputy. However-“ Froststar paused, looking back at the two, “I would like to speak to the two of you again. If you’re alright with that. You don’t have to come here, I can meet you where you met Dewleaf. I’ve been wanting to see the two-leg dens up close to see what we’re dealing with.” He hadn’t brought this up with Riverstrike yet, and he was sure she would have something to say later about it. He felt, as Leader, he had to be prepared and in that he had to know his enemy.

Dewleaf | Fernclan Camp | Froststar, Riverstrike, Zing & Zang —-> Everyone in Camp (so many tags)

“Yes Froststar.” Dewleaf mumbled with a nod. The she-cat got her paws and looked over at Zing and Zang, “nice meeting you two… uh, sorry for scaring you.” She apologized, offering that two a sheepish smile before turning to head back into camp. As she entered, she could hear her clanmates chatting about what might be going on outside. She ignored them, trying not to make eye contact with anyone, and quickly escaped into the Warriors den to avoid questioning.

Badgerpaw | Fernclan Camp | Salmonleap, Aldergrove & Shadeflower

Badgerpaw jumped a bit, surprised to hear Shadeflower’s voice. “Yes. Dewleaf smelt like them. I think that’s who Riverstrike is talking to.” He responded, narrowing his eyes as Dewleaf came back into camp. He watched as she snuck into the Warriors den, obviously avoiding them all. He let out a huff of annoyance and scrunched his nose. “I’m sure it’s fine.” He repeated, mainly reassuring himself this time.

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