Dead Warrioress(OPEN)

[♰Fickle♰]

[glow=yellow,2,300]Solarpaw[/glow]

Solarpaw was grateful for the fact that Cornwhisker was small. She wasn't hard to carry, even all on her own. Her heart was breaking, and it hurt very badly. She stopped in the center of camp, it seemed deserted for now. Were cats on patrol. Her voice breaking she tilted her nose to the sky and meowed, "Breezestar...please come." She started to cry, burying her nose into Cornwhisker's pelt. "I'm sorry grandma. I'm sorry."

[glow=yellow,2,300]>>On the day you left,
I just waved<<[/glow]

[~Moonflower~]

Breezestar

~Leader of WindClan~

Breezestar stepped out of her den, ready to make her usual rounds. She would stop with the deputy and discuss patrols, and then see to all the warriors and apprentices to see how they were. Her favorite place to visit was the nursery. It seemed rather empty lately, however. So many kits had been made into apprentices, and there weren't any queens. Before she saw if Fickleheart was around, she smelled something she hadn't smelled in a long time, death. Solarpaw was in the middle of camp, Cornwhisker dead at her feet. She raced over, "What has happened?!" She wanted an expanation. Why was a beloved member of WindClan dead?

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Goldenpelt's fur shone in the light as he stepped from the warriors den. Early morning had settled upon the camp, but with it an odd quiet that was unlike it. Broken only by soft sobbing. His pelt stood on end and he exchanged a glance with his brother, "Somethings wrong."

"Brother." Bronzeclaw meowed, worry rippling through his soft and kind meow, "That sounds like-"

"Solarpaw!" Goldenpelt yowled, finishing his brother's sentence. He trotted past his brother and almost sprinted to her side. It hurt him badly to see his old friend in so much pain. He slowly came forward, listening to Breezestar but also knowing that Solarpaw was going to need comfort. In a gesture that was unlike him he laid his head on top of hers, "Solarpaw, Solarpaw, shhhh. It's all right. Bronzeclaw and I are here now. It's all right."

"Auntie." Bronzeclaw meowed behind him, sounding wounded. Goldenpelt glanced at the old she-cat's body. She had practically raised the two brothers herself. Feeling pained he leaned down and licked her nose. Bronzeclaw began to groom her while Goldenpelt went back to comforting Solarpaw.

[♰Fickle♰]

Solarpaw felt the reassuring weight of Goldenpelt's head on hers. His scent calmed her and his words were incredibly gentle. She saw Bronzeclaw too, standing a bit off to the side. She took a deep breath and explained to Breezestar.

"When I saw her, she was fi-fighting all these rogues. She was already hurt badly. I went down to help her and we drove them off. I was...was ta-talking to her and then she collapsed. She was dead! They killed her, they killed Cornwhisk-k-ker!" She buried her nose into the soft gold pelt of her friend and cried her heart out.

[glow=yellow,2,300]>>goodbye like I did
in the past as if<<[/glow]

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Goldenpelt's honey eyes flashed with outrage. His claws dug deep into the turf beneath his paws and his small body shook. He whirled to Breezestar, "We have to go now! Avenge Cornwhisker's death..." As he spoke a snarl appeared on his features and he spun digging deep scratches into the earth, "They killed her!? Those murdering badgers, they'll pay!" He spun on Solarpaw, "Where were they?! Take me there!"

Bronzeclaw put his tail across his brother's shoulders but the smaller cat shrugged him off. Bronzeclaw looked at Breezestar desperately, would they really attack the rogues? Could Windclan afford it? And even if they couldn't he knew that Goldenpelt wouldn't let that hold him back.

[~Moonflower~]

Breezestar

Breezestar looked onward at Cornwhisker, astonished. Rogues on WindClan territory. Breezestar began to get mad. Her face turned red. She looked at Bronzeclaw and Goldenpelt before continuing. "Bronzeclaw and Goldenpelt, I want you to go find those rogues. Check on what they're doing and try to find out what exactly they are doing on WindClan territory. Try not to show yourselves. Do not

[/u] attack, unless you have to for self-defense."[/b]

Breezestar's attention was then brought back to Cornwhisker. She shouldn't have died. She was a great cat, and now she walked StarClan's paths. "Fickleheart!" she called her deputy over. "We'll have to increase the border patrols. Cornwhisker has just been killed by rogues. Goldenpelt and Bronzeclaw will be searching for them," she said. In her mind, Breezestar was thinking violently, I hate rogues! I hate rogues! More than anything, she wanted to avenge the death, but there would be a time and place for that.[/center][/color]

[~Moonflower~]

Sorry it took so long to get back to this. I've had the busiest past few weeks.

[♰Fickle♰]

(That's alright, I've been busy on FCTOF so...yeah...)

[glow=yellow,2,300]Solarpaw[/glow]

Panic exploded in Solarpaw's chest. No! She screamed inwardly, staring at her two closest friends in the world. Why them? She wanted to protest, to scratch her leader and beg her to let the two warriors stay behind but she knew Goldenpelt would have none of that.

"I...I'll stay here and sit vigil with Grandma." She meowed, sounding more panicked than she would have liked. "Please be careful."

[glow=yellow,2,300]>>we were to meet again
in the same town<<[/glow]

[glow=white,2,300]Fickleheart[/glow]

Fickleheart made his way into the clearing. He had been waiting on Twilightpaw for the patrol. Now his pelt bristled with alarm. "Right."

He turned and came closer to Goldenpelt and Bronzeclaw, "You two be careful alright? We'll keep a patrol nearby. If you need any help run for us."

"I will fetch the apprentice now and head out Breezestar. As soon as I'm back I'll organize another patrol to head out shortly." He smiled at his leader, "If we're lucky the rogues'll look in the water and be so startled at their flea-bitten pelts they'll all keel over of heart attaccks."

[glow= white,2,300]>>I want to swim away but don't know how
Sometimes it feels just like I'm falling in the ocean<<[/glow]

[~Moonflower~]

[shadow=purple,left,300]Breezestar

~Leader of WindClan~[/shadow]

Breezestar saw Solarpaw's worried face. "Don't worry, small one. They will return in one piece, or otherwise I'll tear those rogues apart, and give them to the dogs." She smiled at Solarpaw, hoping to be somewhat of a comfort. Fickleheart gave another joke, and Breezestar smiled. Fickleheart was probably the best warrior she could have picked for the job of deputy.

Breezestar laid down next to Solarpaw and Cornwhisker. She would stay vigil as well. She slowly groomed the dead she-cat's fur, mourning the loss. If you looked closely, you could see tears forming in Breezestar's eyes, and if you encouraged her to tell her thoughts she would say she wished that she could give her nine lives to the cats who truly needed them.

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The two tom's exchange glances before meowing, "Yes Breezestar." At the same time. Secretly Goldenpelt found himself thinking, <If we do run into rogues Bronzeclaw better hold me back because I've never been so pissed in my entire life.>

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