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Larkpaw nodded, seeming a bit disappointed that Blacktail hadn't known either but she supposed Swallowfeather must have been secretive for a reason. Perhaps he was a rouge or a loner! She dipped her head to Blacktail, "Thank you for telling me. It's nice to know more about my family. Stonepath speaks of Rainfeather often, I can tell she cared deeply for him as he cares for me and my littermates." she mewed with a small purr.

"Of course, I can keep up with you." Dashclaw twitched his whiskers in amusement. "But I'm afraid this patrol will need to be more on the serious side." He looked over at Goldheart, frowning when the tom started storming off on his own. "Goldheart, I'm the one leading this patrol. We need to stay together. There's no telling what we'll find at Fourtrees."

Larkpaw frowned as Blacktail's sadness, she hadn't meant to bring up painful memories for the elder. She couldn't imagine what it must feel like to lose a sibling. Still, she was enamored of his story of Boulderfoot and Rainfeather, she sighed hoping she would find a mate to love her like that someday. "I'm sure I would have loved Boulderfoot too. He sounds like he would have had some great stories to tell."

“All the stories you could ever think of, and he would act them out so valiantly too.” Blacktail smiled again, laughter escaping him. “I’m not nearly as vibrant as he was, but I hope I can still offer some good stories. Like the time your mother fell into an anthill. Luckily, they were harmless ants rather than the red biting kind, but the poor she-cat had to spend am hour in the gorge washing the ants away.” Blacktail recalled.

“Ahh, cats always try to forget the follies of their youth. Luckily for me, there are no cats in the Clan who remember me when I was an apprentice, so there’s no way to know my follies.” Blacktail teased, looking rather pleased at the prospect. “Sagefoot was determined, sometimes enough that she stumbled over her paws about it. She made each training session a joy.”

Jasmineheart hummed in agreement as they slipped into the darkness of the tunnels, the cool damp air a comforting feeling. "Sometimes I think about the other clans who don't have tunnels and wonder how they get anything done. Their territories are so closed in with trees and undergrowth, I feel like I'd get lost at every tree stump." 

Larkpaw purred, thankful for the elder's praise. "I'll keep working hard with Siltpath, and I'll bring you lots more rabbits Blacktail. Promise!"

Jasmineheart tried hard not to flinch at the mention of Riverclan, casting the thought of her father out of her mind. She laughed trying to cover up her uneasiness, "Yeah, the tunnels are definitely where I belong." Thankfully, her train of thought was cut off by a loose pile of dirt lying in the tunnel in front of them. "Looks like we'll have to do some patching here. The ceilings a bit weak." she mewed, carefully sliding along the tunnel way to get to the other side of the pile to begin the repair.

Sandfall padded back into camp beside Furyflame, flicking his tail in agreement. He had missed his trainings with Dawnpaw as well. “Luckily we have plenty of apprentices to go around. It’s unfortunate that Sagefoot and Stonepath’s kits are both tunnelers, I would enjoy helping more in their training.” He mewed with a sigh, thinking Of their shared nieces fondly.

StonexSage & GoldxFury siblings dating siblings hahaha )

Sandfall glanced around the camp, motioning Furyflame to follow him to a secluded corner. “I may not have been completely honest when I was talking about Goldheart at the border. He is devastated over Patchriver’s death, but he has always been a bit angry. We.. well you know Swallowfeather never announced who our father was. That’s because we’re half clan too.” he mewed quietly, his entire body tensed as a spoke. He had never admitted it out loud to anyone! “Our father, he’s from Shadowclan. Swallowfeather fell in love with him when Windclan was living with Shadowclan at highstones during Adderclan’s time. I’m sure our father pleaded with Northstar to let Stormfury stay because of his Shadowclan blood. Goldheart feels like he’s never fit in here, and he never had as many chances to see our father as we did. Because of… his rank in the Shadowclan. Splashstone and Goldheart are very similar in those ways I believe.”

Sandfall gave a small nod, looking relieved that he had finally revealed the secret that had always weighed so heavily on his heart to someone. "I know Sagefoot is worried other cats won't see her fit to be deputy if anyone finds out, but neither of us are ashamed of our bloodline. She is as loyal to Windclan as any cat who was born here with two Windclan parents. I'll have to walk with Goldheart and let him know he's not alone as he thinks. Unfortunately, it'll be up to him if he decides to do anything about it. He is a stubborn cat."

Breezekit raised her ears and let purrs of laughter to herself. Her mother wasn't and the den. So the kit rushed to the clearing and asked to Beankit: "Beankit, Beankit, wanna play? Who digs the deepest hole wins!"

"Let's see," hummed the albino tom. "Well. What would you like to do?"

Palegaze padded easily across the springy grass of the moor, taking care to shorten his long strides so that his apprentice could keep up. They'd done the customary tour when Finchpaw had been apprenticed, and had done a few hunting lessons already; Palegaze found himself rather impressed with how quickly his apprentice was picking up hunting skills.

“If Stonepath loves her, then she has to be trustworthy.” Furyflame snickered, knowing how strong her older brother’s intuition was. She tapped Sandfall on the shoulder. “Don’t be a stranger. Invite me on more patrols, will you?” She offered, slipping past the tom.

Stonepath was quickly grooming Juniperpaw's ears, even as the apprentice gently complained at the treatment. "I'm not a kit! I can do it myself!"

"You're always my kit. I'll always do this for you." Stonepath argued with a small hum, though he was clearly gentle with his daughter. He looked up, grateful to see that Larkpaw was keeping Blacktail company. Rosefeather and Blacktail surely must get rather bored in that den, when the Clan is busy with daily activities. He couldn't be prouder of his family.

Cinderscar carried a small rabbit into the nursery, seeming a little disappointed at how meager his catch was. Even so, he delivered it to Soulspirit and placed it before her and their rambunctious kits. Bouncekit was already inspecting the prey, getting his paws into everything. He flicked his eyes over to Ashsong and the six kits at her belly, before he leaned down and whispered to his mate. "I've never seen so many kits at one belly before... how are you doing?"

Rookpaw sighed as Cobblepaw seemed to once again join her for running practice. She inquired. "Aren't you supposed to be tunneling right now?"

"I'm good enough to do both, whenever I like." Cobblepaw retorted, looking at Rookpaw with a lift of his chin. "Besides, I did all my lessons for tunneling today. I'm hardly tired, and I can run circles around most of the Clan if I really wanted to."