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Post by Morior on Nov 9, 2020 23:10:43 GMT -5
(That's fine by me I love reading it)
Maplestar barely slept, but he rested until he stopped hearing the sounds of his Clanmates outside, and then waited even longer to make sure that most had gone to their nests. He left his den, the prey he'd chosen still mostly uneaten. He snuck out of camp the same way the three apprentices, Jaggedpaw, Ivypaw, and Lichenpaw, had done earlier that day. Once jumping out of camp he raced up the slopes towards the MoonStele.
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Post by Morior on Nov 9, 2020 23:15:34 GMT -5
(yeah I thought the "meni" part sounded like "meniñ". Fun fact you don't have to say the "meniñ" part because the "-ım" ending of ğaşığım is already the conjugation to mean "my ___") we could do both of our ideas for Maplestar at the MoonStele so sure)
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Post by Morior on Nov 9, 2020 23:23:50 GMT -5
Maplestar padded up to the ancient Stele. It was a Stele worn down, meant to be in the shape of a Twoleg with a flat front covered in Twoleg writing, but it was so worn and weathered no cat could see the resemblance between it and a Twoleg. He saw the silhouette of it in the darkness but had to test with his whiskers to feel where the front of the stone was in the darkness. He pressed his nose to the flat surface, then settled down to dream.
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Post by Morior on Nov 9, 2020 23:50:15 GMT -5
When Maplestar dreamed, he was in a different place in StarClan from when he had received his nine lives. He sat in a clearing surrounded by thick undergrowth that blocked the wind, but no trees. He glanced around but so far only saw one StarClan cat on the other side of the clearing, padding towards him. Lightstar, he thought, exasperated. The late leader approached him, appearing young and nothing like the ancient cat Maplestar had known in life, when he was still deputy. "Am I the cat you wanted to see?" Lightstar asked, sitting and wrapping his tail around his paws. "Yes!" Maplestar said quickly, desperately. "You chose the wrong cat to be your deputy. I can't lead SteppeClan." he sighed.
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Post by Morior on Nov 10, 2020 0:02:42 GMT -5
"Yes, you still need my guidance. I was a guide before I was leader." Lightstar smiled. "I have been trying to walk with you as much as I can." "Can you take it back? The nine lives? Let Eveningeclipse, or another cat be leader." Maplestar said, panicking and not thinking straight. "Relax, you haven't doomed SteppeClan yet. There is still time. You have your guides to help you as well as StarClan." Lightstar reached up to press his nose to Maplestar's forehead. "Keep your ears open, and I will teach you my wisdom." "I will." Maplestar nodded, shaking and uncertain but hopeful. When he looked up, Lightstar was gone.
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Post by Morior on Nov 10, 2020 0:09:04 GMT -5
(I imagine Swiftkill batting him on the head for that like the Lightfury did to Toothless) (You can start your plot with Maplestar now if you want)
Maplestar looked around, still in StarClan, not sure where to go or how to wake up from his dream. "That gave me no answers." he sighed. "The same as always. 'Trust in StarClan'. No answers, no explanations. StarClan doesn't seem like it's on my side." he cut himself off, not sure that was the wisest thing to say out loud while in StarClan.
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Post by Morior on Nov 10, 2020 0:12:53 GMT -5
Maplestar turned around for the source of the voice. "You and everyone. The day I became a guide was the day hedgehogs would fly. Even Frostwhisper said something to that effect, though she put it in a much gentler way." he huffed, but his fur stood on end to hear the sly voice.
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Post by Morior on Nov 10, 2020 0:23:39 GMT -5
Maplestar hesitated to remember the older tom's name. "Hello Ravenscreech." he said neutrally, not sure what to make of the tom's presence. "Inconvenient that the time Swiftkill may have knowledge to help us, she disappears." he said, his stomach still twisting with worry. "What do you have to show me?" he asked with hesitant curiosity, following the tom.
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Post by Icyturtles on Nov 10, 2020 0:32:22 GMT -5
(Ohhh I'm curious to see how Swiftkill and Sky Wise mesh this out)
Sweet Water glanced in Hollow Moons direction after Little Hare. Seeing the She-cat mood only added to her confusion and curiosity. What in the ancestors could've put her in this mood. Nodding her head in response to Broken Mist and Rumbling Thunder having insight she chewed thoughtfully on her food. "I've spotted a couple of decent places, maybe tomorrow we can check them out and you can tell me your opinion on whether or not they'll be good hunting spots." Swallowing she added, "Although this territory gives me an odd feeling, like something more will is happening."
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Post by Morior on Nov 10, 2020 0:34:54 GMT -5
"You're the hunter, it's more about your opinion on if they are good hunting spots. I'm just meant to find landmarks and areas to tell the hunters about. Maybe I could show you some places I found after." Little Hare replied, finishing her half of the thrush ravenously. "Things are already in motion, at least on Moon-Hunter's part. We're not allowed to know all the details yet, but we need to be on our toes and prepared for anything."
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Bisexual
Fallenleaves
Their eyes were like hardened bits of flint, the sparks catching in the tinder of their hearts.
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Post by Fallenleaves on Nov 10, 2020 0:36:13 GMT -5
The small black tom led Maplestar to the bushes ringing the clearing but held up his tail signaling for the leader to wait.
Ravenscreech had never been a very expressive tom, even when it came to showing his only living daughter his love. Yet the tom seemed to melt as he lowered his head near the bushes and meowed softly, “you can come out now.”
Out of the bushes a hesitant tiny paw came, fluffy and brown. What followed was a kitten, a tom by the looks of it, long furred with brown, black and white markings. The young kit stared up at Maplestar with a fierce look that didn’t belong on such a tiny face.
“This is Creekkit.” Ravenscreech purred, his slim tail curling almost protectively round the kit. “Come on out you two, he won’t bite.” The black tom meowed to the bushes.
Almost as if shoved another kit tumbled from the bush, this kit sat up and stared wide eyed and frightened at Maplestar. This kit was smaller than the first and all black but a small white mark on his chest.
“This is Crevicekit.” Ravenscreech explained, his tail sweeping to encircle this tom as well.
Finally the last kit stepped out, his eyes downcast he took his place beside his brothers. This tom was grey and black with a white blazing star on his forehead.
“And this is Cragkit.” Ravenscreech purred with pride, his tail completely encircling the kits.
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Post by Morior on Nov 10, 2020 0:40:31 GMT -5
Maplestar halted when Ravenscreech signalled him to wait. The knot of worry for Swiftkill in his belly was now paired with nervousness for what he might be shown. Maplestar watched the kits' wide eyes and shrunk down as he normally did when he was conscious of his size. "They're beautiful." he breathed. "They're Swiftkill's lost kits, aren't they?" he asked, smiling to the kits.
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Post by Morior on Nov 10, 2020 0:49:32 GMT -5
Maplestar purred with amusement at Creekkit's scowling. "I can see he has some of his mother's attitude." He looked to shy Cragkit with a bit of pity. He sat up and moved back from them. "It's good they have family in StarClan to take care of them." Maplestar said, but he was thinking of the time when Swiftkill kitted to find them stillborn, and his voice cracked with sadness.
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Post by Morior on Nov 10, 2020 0:52:51 GMT -5
"I hope I haven't, but your mother has been distant I don't know how she feels." Maplestar replied. He shuffled his paws and curled his tail around them, feeling more self-conscious now. "If I did, I didn't mean to. I will tell her I'm sorry the next time I see her."
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Post by Morior on Nov 10, 2020 0:55:30 GMT -5
Maplestar looked at Crevicekit in surprise. "Umm... dark blue, like how the depths of the water look under the ice when the lake freezes." he replied.
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Post by Morior on Nov 10, 2020 1:01:46 GMT -5
(when Maplestar starts losing lives there will be a faint part of him in StarClan to be around the kits)
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