Tempestclan: The Wild and Restless Open

"I would like that." Snowfeather mewed staring at him for a few minutes before looking down at the ground. She found it hard just to look at him. Why did this have to happen? Why couldn't they just be a perfect little family? Snowfeather silently waits for Scorchtail to leave the nursery so she could cry.

Sparrow narrowed his eyes, his suspicion trying to overcome his curiosity. He shook his head once more at the she-cat’s words. “No, I’m not a clan cat. I could never be a clan cat. They’re just so... I don’t know how to describe them. But I assume you think the same?” He gestured around them as he spoke, indicating what he meant. This mess that they made; they must be pretty angry to have done it. The large tom sighed at Gail’s question. “I had to get away from my sister,” he mewed, feeling his hesitation. From the scene around them, he couldn’t be sure he wanted to trust these cats. They seemed nice, at least this white cat did, but the mess quarreled with what he assumed. He took a step back, which exposed what he was thinking.

(You’re good!)

Sparrow nodded slowly, taking another look around them. “I assumed as much,” he commented. “And, honestly, they deserve whatever you’ve thrown at them. It’s not my business, but they seemed a bit stuck up and agitated when I met them.” He lowered his eyes as he remembered his encounter with the two cats. One had been quite small and weak, probably young, but the other had had fury. Lots of fury. He guessed that her aggressiveness had come from these cats in front of him, but how could he know how long this rivalry had gone on. When the she-cat asked about his sister, his fur bristled slightly. Not wanting these cats to get any ideas, he spoke cautiously. “She kept talking about this tom, Scorchtail. She says she’s in love, but...” He paused, his gaze darting between each of the cats. “But why am I telling you this? I don’t know even who you are!”

(Yeah, I’m gonna have Violet join the picture though, just because I don’t want her to be completely forgotten.

Sparrow blinked around the group, listening as Gail spoke. He could easily piece together what was happening here now, and that, almost, comforted him. He flattened his fur and silently cursed. There’s three of them, from what I can see, and one of me. Don’t be rude. He thought, closing his eyes for a moment. “My name is Sparrow. My sister and I travelled a long ways after we left our house-folk. They were nice, but that wasn’t our home. But of course, when we did find the den we stay in now, we realized there were clan cats around, which led to our current argument.” He paused, taking a deep breath. “I just want her to be happy, but I don’t think I want her with a clan cat.”

Phoenix didn’t take her eyes off the stranger, Sparrow, for one second as he and Gail talked. Even though she knew to trust the white she-cat, she wouldn’t let her guard down.

Violet watched the encounter from her spot in the shadows, watching in amusement as each cat reacted differently. That being said, the rogues were still quite organized, which she liked. Silently, she approached the group and stepped out of the undergrowth near Raven. She acted calmly, as though she was supposed to be there the entire time. “And I’m Violet,” she mewed, her voice hinting her experience.

(Hawk, you can roleplay Raven if you want, she’s just a random rogue)

“I can understand that.” Gail replied to Sparrow’s story, when she opened her mouth to say more another cat had entered the scene, introducing herself as Violet. She slightly narrowed her golden gaze and turned around to look at the newcomer. Her feathery white tail twitched in amusement; she didn’t mind surprises. It was quite interesting to have the night take a different turn. Voilet’s scent and name didn’t correspond with clancats so Gail saw no reason to be hostile; they were all just cats looking to get by and feed their families, right? Though, she was quite impressed with the she-cat’s stalking technique, she hadn’t seen her coming. “Hello there, what brings you to our little meeting?”

Raven jumped to her paws in shock at the appearance of Violet, a low growl escaped her mouth and her black fur raised along her spine. How came she didn’t notice the she-cat sneaking up on them? She forced her fur to lie flat again when she noticed Gail’s calm demeanor but she decided to keep a close eye on Violet anyway.

Gail mulled her words over for a moment as she looked the she-cat up and down. Stormy had joined quite a while ago and Violet had been spying on them since then.. She didn’t feel too happy about that, it was quite embarrassing to have it go unnoticed. But it didn’t really matter to Gail anymore, Violet seemed to be on their side, so why not use her qualities? “Why did you decide to reveal yourself now?” The white she-cat asked finally, her golden gaze resting on Violet. She was intrigued, curious but still a little wary. Before anything could be decided she’d have to hear the she-cat out. That was only fair.

“And what guarantee do I have your information will be the truth and that you won’t dubbelcross us? I know Stormy, but I don’t know you.” Gail meowed, giving her tail a soft flick. Violet asked for a lot, a lot of trust to put into her while she wasn’t a close, or ‘confirmed’ ally yet. The fact that her sister was part of their group wasn’t enough and it certainly wasn’t enough to trust her. She needed to give some proof that she was on their side, proof that she could really be of use. There was no reason to send her out to spy on clancats only to spill their own information and possibly get killed. Of course Gail could use Stormy as a way of blackmailing Violet, but that was just a little something in the back of her mind. To use when things would go south. She preferred not to use her family in a manipulative way. Besides Stormy had proven herself to be a valuable member, it would be a shame to lose her.

Gail just eyed Violet for a moment, she did seem to be sincere. “Very well then. Let’s continue this conversation in someplace we will not be at risk of being disturbed by clancats.” She rose to her paws, facing Sparrow again. “We’ll see you again, Sparrow. Keep safe.” She’d hoped to learn more about the tom, maybe convince him into joining the rogues as well. Right now her focus was needed elsewhere and Gail wasn’t totally comfortable about making new plans with a ‘stranger’ around, who’s sister was ‘entangled’ with a clancat. They’d surely meet Sparrow again since he lived nearby. She gestured for Violet to lead the way. “Since you should know where our camp is I suggest you lead the way.”

(Skip to the morning?)

Gail was impressed Violet knew the way to their camp, it showed her that Violet had been telling the truth and it gave her some time to observe the she-cat. She seemed to be silent and quick on her feet; good qualities for a possible spy. “I suggest we sleep on it first. I’ll see you in the morning to discuss your plan.” She meowed as she glanced over at Violet. “Stormy will show you where you can rest. As for the others, you two did well tonight.” She dismissed Raven and Phoenix with a nod of her head. She was especially impressed with Phoenix today. Quickly she made her way over to her den, curling up in a white ball of fur. After pondering the events of the day - and the night - over for a few heartbeats she drifted off into sleep.

Phoenix yawned, pushing her legs out in front of her. She debated sleeping in with all that had happened last night, but she also wanted to know more about this new sneaky cat. Her gaze scanned the clearing before she stood and padded around, sniffing the air and looking at who was already awake.

Violet crouched in the undergrowth just outside the camp, not caring whether she was noticed or not now. She was curious to how the other rogues would react to see her and find out how she’d joined them in heir quarrel. Her sister couldn’t have been happier to see her and Violet was quite glad she had made her decision when she did. Occasionally, her gaze darted to where she had seen Gail vanish just before Stormy had shown up and her mind stayed fixed on what the she-cat would say. Would she trust her enough to send her toward the clan? Violet wanted to get into action right away, but she knew it didn’t always work like that too. She so would be patient, like she always was.

Sparrow lay outside the siblings’ den, enjoying a fresh mouse. He had eventually joined Mystic in the den and briefly apologized to her. He still didn’t like her situation, but he also could stop it. Now, he watched as she padded away toward the border, probably hoping to catch Scorchtail. He sighed and shook his head. Later, he would go back to where he had been last night and try to find those rogues again. They seemed to have some sense, at least.

Mystic stretched as Sparrow ate outside, unsure if she should say something before leaving. Deciding not to, she stood and padded away, heading in the direction of her and Scorchtail’s first meeting place. She didn’t know when he would be out, but she would wait around the area and look. She hoped he wouldn’t be with any of his other clanmates; he had told her that it wouldn’t be good if they found out. She didn’t know what that entailed, but she didn’t want to risk it. As she neared the border, she leaped into a tree, digging her claws in and peering down.

(That’s okay Hawk!! I’ll try to put up a reply today or tomorrow Robin, I’m sorry for taking such a long time but I’ve been really busy with trying to take care of my dad because he caught the coronavirus :c )

Snowfeather slowly wakes up and takes a moment to adjust herself. At first, she felt at peace until she remembered what happened yesterday. She lets out a sigh and carefully steps out of the nursery. Snowfeather couldn't bear to stay there any longer less she fall back into a wave of self pity.


Wolfstar was up and listening to the dawn patrol give their report. The rogues had left a bunch of shredded body parts of prey in their territory. He couldn't help but growl at the thought of prey going to waste like that. Thankfully, the patrol managed to bury the remains. He dismisses them and calls out for Blazestorm wanting his advice on how to strike back.

Violet had turned her gaze to Phoenix when Gail exited her den. She watched the ginger she-cat for a moment before standing and padding to Gail. Dipping her head, she mewed, “Good morning.” Her tail twitched with anticipation as she waited to hear the white cat’s words, but her gaze was soft. “You had a good sleep, I assume?” Violet stepped into the den and sat near the entrance, her dark blue eyes scanning the leader’s den. Her ears flicked to the entrance, making sure to keep aware of outside as well.

Violet raised her eyebrow. These cats were tougher to impress than she had thought. “She did,” the dark she-cat mewed, treading carefully. She blinked as she centered her thoughts. “Stormy was all I had until she came here. I want to make sure I don’t lose her.” She paused, her tail flicking behind her, and wondered if she should go on. A moment passed before she spoke again. “There’s no use for my skills when I’m by myself. I guess I was getting bored of spying for my own amusement. I don’t ask for anything,” she said, the last part being a bit hurried.