ridgeclan ... open

FEATHZ
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I guess I should make starters for my kitties.

be right back o;

[Oh poor Mudfeather.</3]


Wiltedpetal merely shook her head, and took a step forward. She sat down next her friend, and softly replied. "No..." She was silent for several moments, thinking of what to say. In a time like this, there really wasn't anything one could say? Remind someone of what they will miss? Of what the now gone member had been? Tentatively, she flicked her tail against Mudfeather's flank. "He will live in the stars, and watch over us." Starclan was a happier place. She peered down at the tom before her, the strong, loyal tom Blackpelt had been. She was sorry, and although she hadn't been very close to him, she would miss him. She angled her head to peer at Mudfeather, and she smiled sadly.

When Runningwing responded, she swiveled her head around, and sighed. "I am sorry Mudfeather..." Perhaps the two of them could grieve together. Wiltedpetal's grief was only several days old. One could grieve for what they had, and the other could grieve for what they could have had, and would never be. "Let us grieve together...." For both of the losses the clan had suffered in such a short amount of time. She settled herself closer to Mudfeather, before crouching down to touch her nose against Blackpelt's cool fur.[/font]

lunch adventure is the best adventure xD

and i'll reply soon, sorta busy with the chickens owo

{ I am officially back. So I'm really torn between doing Petal or doing a kit that looks like Blacktail but has a smidg of white at the very tip of his tail and a small patch on his chest. }

[ Ah I really want a kit D: Dogwoodclaw isn't the mother type and Comfreyhen is too busy trying to be a medicine cat even though she's a warrior. xD And then Catfishpaw is gay and Fernpelt has such bad anxiety and is terrible at communication. I really want a mute kit... Or a blind one... ]

{ Yeah, that'll work ^^ }

yeee<3

[ But Halfear is a ginger tom. :c Ginger toms are sterile aren't they? ]

[ Oh sorry. :c Then sure! We can see how they click! ]

[ I don't really wanna rp right now because my connection is glitchy right now. I already lost my reply I was making for Myst. D: ]

[ Anyways how is everyone? I honestly like this forums better than the old one. With all the updates it was really hard to use, especially on mobile. ]

For all of her life Mudfeather knew she wanted to be a medicine cat. From the moment she was allowed to explore camp she had been in the medicine cat's den, watching and learning even before she had become a 'paw. She had studied hard to impress the former medicine cat so she could train under the wise Hazelcloud. When Stormstar had apprenticed her and her sister, Mudfeather had been so proud to hear that she would be training with Hazelcloud as a medicine cat. From there on out she had trained and excelled, becoming a full fledged medicine cat not long after Flickershine had been named a warrior. Through her training she had learned the medicine cat code and had learned it by heart. "A medicine cat shall not take a mate or bear kits," Hazelcloud had told her. Mudfeather, though, had never been worried about that. She had seen the Clan as her kits, had seen no cat in a romantic light. Never once had she worried about missing out on being a mate and a mother. But that was before Blackpelt came into her life. Before she had went on that night walk with the tomcat, and in that moment, her life had changed. Before that moment truer to the medicine cat code than any warrior to the warrior code, but she had pushed that aside for Blackpelt. For Blackpelt she had broken the code, but now he was gone. Having him gone was heartbreaking, and she couldn't dare speak about her feelings to any cat thus she give away the fact that she had broken the code. Mudfeather felt comfortable with Wiltedpetal, but she wasn't sure how the warrior would react if she told her what Blackpelt had been to her. What about Flickershine? Could her own sister handle the truth? All of these questions were swirling in her mind like river water, but she had to continue on no matter what. As medicine cat she had to continue on.

A slow sigh came from Mudfeather. She nodded. "He will. StarClan will welcome him as any deputy should be," she murmured, blue eyes cast down at his limp form. Another sob wanted to escape her throat, but she swallowed it down despite the bitterness it brought her. It was odd thinking about it, but as she looked at Blackpelt's body, she couldn't help but think of Webwhisker. It seemed as if a tom with a black pelt was bad luck in the Clan's time of change. First Webwhisker and now Blackpelt... How strange it was.

As Wiltedpetal suggested that they grieve together, Mudfeather could only accept it. Wiltedpetal had made a good call. 

Mudfeather let out a slow sigh once more as she leaned down and pressed her nose into Blackpelt's cold fur. As she grew comfortable there she pressed a bit closer to Wiltedpetal for the warmth and comfort a live cat could only give her, and as she lay there grieving for her lost mate, Mudfeather was sure she felt a twist in her stomach that she only interpreted as more sorrow.