PrideClan - A Clan of Brave and Strong cats

(I do have Specklestone open right now!)

Pidgeonwing's fur brushed against Dapplestorm's when he sat beside him. He suddenly felt very nervous and full of butterflies. He looked straight ahead and tried not to let his body tense too much. He didn't want to seem like a complete weirdo.

"Um," he started. "I... was a kittypet... And I had twolegs who... would feed me and take care of me. Then they started to let me out. And that's when I got around to this place. This place is much better. Perhaps not as safe. But I like it." He suddenly felt the urge to tell Dapplestorm a secret, though he wasn't sure why since this was some of the first quality time they'd spent together. He did it anyway. "I know Clan cats are supposed to reject kittypet life but I do miss it sometimes. But that's just between you and me, okay? I don't need the other cats finding out about this."

"I won't tell anyone," Dapplestorm assured him. The notion itself seemed strange. Leafsplash was the only cat he spoke openly to, and she was such a soft-hearted cat that he couldn't imagine her mocking Pidgeonwing for his past. Besides, Dapplestorm was hardly a gossip, anyway.

"It does sound nice," he admitted after a beat. "And... comfortable. Besides, I don't - I don't think that there's anything wrong with missing your home. My parents walk with StarClan now, and I still miss them. Nobody can help thinking about parts of their past that way."

Pidgeonwing nodded. "Yeah. It hurt a little, but I think I'm much happier here with you. I know that I'm just a dumb kit compared to you and the other cats around. But I like to think someday I'll be as great as Duskstar." He suddenly felt a little bit better about the day. Perhaps all he needed was a knock on the head and his knight in shining fur to come to his aid.

Then he remembered the moss. And why he was out there in the first place. Maybe it was best to tell Dapplestorm now and have him be mad now than have him figure it out later. "Hey... I have another secret. Um... the medicine cats didn't actually ask me to go get water. I just used it as an excuse to... come out into the forest since I'm a little scared out here by myself." Maybe it wasn't the whole truth but at least it was more of the truth than he had started with originally.

i have Bobbytail open somewhat! she's just being a trouble atm w/ fishspot and leafsplash lol ))

Jaypaw shifted on her feet and debated whether or not to hunt for the queen. "I'd love to, but I have to put the Clan first. Unless you want to meet Duskstar, our leader?" She was feeling really guilty at the idea of coming back to camp with another mouth to feed instead of prey, but she wanted to help the former kittypet.

(aw good night dec~ i will truly miss this beautiful rp we have going. talk to you tomorrow)

On mobile so these replies might be sorta bad haha ))

Bobbytail purred as the thorns were pulled from her paw; to say the least she hadn't been planning on getting a pad full of them after chasing around "prey" (various weeds and plants) in camp, but luck have it that she'd make a fool of herself and pay the price in one day. "Thanks. I'll make it up." She promised hurriedly, the humor fading as she felt genuinely inclined toward repaying the two for her silly accident.

"Just make it up to us by catching something substantial, perhaps. I don't mind hurt paws, but it's wasted supply when-" He paused mid sentence, realizing no one present must've been thankful for the abrupt lecture, and instead let his words trail and his head shake. "Just... carry on."

Bobbytail gave him a sheepish sort of look, and slunk back, heading toward the fresh kill pile to check on the current stock; if it turned out to be low, she had good sense to work on catching something extra for the clan.

Fishspot was already running the numbers through his head, and decided a restock on cobwebs was more than necessary. If a badger or a fox attacked and got to them, would there be enough for everyone? After Bobbytail's clumsiness most likely not, and it was never bad to prepare for emergencies, was it? A funny thought considering Fishspot never really stopped preparing for hypothetical doomsday scenarios to begin with. He stood up fully, clearly favoring his untwisted paw as he wobbled to his feet, and flicked his tail in request for Leafsplash to follow him. "We better get a move on and start early, lest the younger warriors will drop like flies when we're gone." The half-amused statement was perhaps as close as Fishspot could get to humor, though he was certainly trying.

Allowing himself to be silent for a short while after, he added with abruptness and a tone that was laced with uncertainty: "You should give yourself more credit, you'd be more than ready to be a sole medicine cat, for the most part. StarClan willing, it's why you have your full name to begin with."

(yeah thats fine w me)

*Salutes*)

Guess who has hours to spare bc I'll be on a grayhound bus for 3 hours 0; ))

Bobbytail raised her head as she noticed Lightheart padding into the clearing, not bothering to set down his prey as the freshkill was considerably low as it was. He'd always been one of the better warriors in her eyes, and she didn't hesitate to try and stand up a little straighter in his presence; he'd been a kitty pet but seemed to care more for traditions than most clan-born cats, meanwhile Bobbytail had yet to exactly find her feet, not that she could exactly imagine resting them in any situation.

"We low?" She asked, keeping her voice low and attemptedly polite in hopes she wouldn't disturb him as she did Fishspot not long ago. "On prey, I mean."

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i have gingerheart ready to go)