Tempestclan: The Wild and Restless Open

(I'm okay with that. I'm on rn and should be a bit more active, just may have shorter posts)

Crowpaw eventually gave up trying to get the medicine cat's attention, so he padded over to the nursery to see if anything could be done there. When he poked his head in, he noticed the lack of a couple of kits and he felt his body chill. Did the rouges take them? Why weren't they protected? His head whirled around quickly to see if he could spot a cat who could help him. He knew time was limited because of the rain, he could lose their scent quickly if he could go help. He looked towards the camp entrance, and with a split second decision, bolted out the camp. He could faintly smell them at the entrance, but it was a lot fainter than the rogues. He felt a bit of relief that they may have just wondered out.

"Uhh" she recoiled, the stench of the crow getting stronger "It smells like rotten fresh kill!"

(I'm going to give an opportunity for patchkit to react to the crow before I send in Crowpaw fully)

Crowpaw could tell he was closer. Luckily with them being kits, they weren't too terribly far from camp. Still far enough to run into trouble, which he prayed to Starclan that they didn't. He knew how scary it was to be a kit dealing with something out of his control. He tensed when he saw the kits not too far off, face to face with a crow. He has been taught how to deal with the larger bird, but that was only as an apprentice. He pushed off with his back legs to try to get to them faster, hoping he would make it in time to protect them.

The crow tilted his head to the side and lunges forward pecking the kit's paw. He then hops closer and caws loudly at her.

Crowpaw was able to get ahead of Patchkit before she was able to lunge at the creature. He treated this like he would prey, hooking his claws around the body of the crow so he could bite down hard on it's neck. It was easier than most birds, it was fairly distracted by the kits in front of it. He let the bird go, standing between it and the two and staring at it. He didn't care if it flew off or died, but he didn't want it to think about attacking the kits further. His fur was bristled, his voice was letting out a low growl and his tail was flicking back and forth angrily.

(Glad you’re back Ziotsu!)

Eaglepaw wasn’t sure whether he believed the chatty rogue. He shifted uncomfortably on his paws. “Not now” That sounded about right, so it was probably still on their minds. He wasn’t planning on telling them anything about clan culture, somehow they would find a way to use it against him and even worse, against the rest of the clan. “Fluffy it is then.” He snorted, unimpressed with the tabby’s suggestion. His true name, referencing a powerful and majestic bird and reflecting his status whitin the clan, was now reduced to some sort of simple kittypet-like name. Normally he would’ve exploded in anger but he knew there was nothing he could do while he was in this position. So the best he could do was to keep himself in check and try to avoid more trouble. Besides, he had no energy left to do anything anyway.

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Gail pondered for a heartbeat on Pumpkin’s suggestion and then nodded slowly. “That way it’s more beneficial for us too. But I don’t want the others to have to put too energy into that fleebag. We still have to prepare for when his little friends come to get him.” She twitched her tail thoughtfully. She wondered whether this was too lenient for someone that killed one of theirs. “Let’s try to put him to work for us first thing tomorrow.” She paused, her golden gaze turning to slits. “But as soon as he takes one tiny step out of line I will make sure he’s punished and he won’t see the outside of that den for a while.” Would the clan cat be stupid enough to try and flee? Probably. But they could give him a chance to work for his freedom. Even though it was a lie. “Now, what about Ollie? I’m afraid his emotions are still running too high. However, he did great today and he deserves to be rewarded for it.”

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Vicky nodded at the she-cat and grumbled something under her breath. She was tired and sore herself, she just wanted to sleep. But helping her campmates was the right thing to do of course. It just made her crabby. She chewed up a small poultice of a few herbs in front of her and pasted it onto Xenia’s wounds with her paw. “Does that feel better?” She asked, trying to supress the snarky voice inside her.

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Shellkit stayed behind in the nursery. She guessed Rosekit had followed Patchkit into some weird antics and their mom was surely going to scold them. Glad that she wasn’t involved in the scolding she peacefully played with a piece of moss in front of her. It was actually nice to be alone for a little bit.

The crow cries out in surprise before quickly flying away. Rosekit relaxed as the bird flew away. She turns her attention to Patchkit and shakes her head. "No way that bird is bigger than you!"


Sageflower managed to patch Screechfang up and sent him off after he had a poppy seed. She began working on everyone else thankful that she decided to stock up on essential herbs. "Next cat!" She called out once she was done dealing with Bluehawk.

"It is too! Did you see, I was gonna kill it, or maybe ride it! But the funs over, Crowpaw came to take us back" Patchkit said.

(She has a gash on the and a large cut on her flank, imma have her pass out form blood loss, though she tries to hide the pain)

Crowpaw turned and snapped at Patchkit "are you stupid?" he felt his anger grow when he saw Rosekit relax after the danger passed. He would be lying if he said he didn't hold Rosekit on a bit higher priority than Patchkit. Rosekit was born in the clan, Patchkit was just some kit they found. He questioned if that caused her brain to not think things through. "You have no training, and shouldn't even be out here. The only thing you accomplished was almost getting you and Rosekit killed. Do you think that's fun?" He didn't wait for an answer, flicking his tail towards the camp "Never mind, I will be sure to explain this to Snowfeather when we return." He felt angry that Patchkit found this fun, that after a death of a clanmate all she could think about was riding crows.
He was even more annoyed when Patckit had collapsed halfway through his lecture. "Stupid kit" he growled, grabbing the scruff of her neck. She was heavy to him, at almost six moons old she was smaller than him but still larger than Rosekit. He lightly jerked his head a bit to signal to Rosekit to follow him as he started to pad towards camp.

Pumpkin sighed, trying to think about Ollie but she couldn’t ignore the stabbing feeling in her side. As she thought about Ollie she knew it wasn’t a good idea for him to deal with Eaglepaw yet. “I agree with you. We should wait and let Ollie process everything. I’m going to guard the den with Sunny, and in the middle night we will switch with two others.” She mewed to Gail. It had been a long day and she wanted to get guarding the clan cat over with.

(Sorry, but still, crows are jerks, it got her prettyyyy good)

Rosekit keeps her head to the ground and walks behind Crowpaw. She could only imagine how angry her mother might be at them. She really hoped her dad didn't find out considering she looked up to him.

(Gash on leg and scratch on her shoulder. Leg is decently deep (no permanent damage, and shoulder is pretty light. Leg will leave a scar)