Tempestclan: The Wild and Restless Open

Palerose sat in camp. She was eating her favorite prey, a squirrel, and relaxed in the sunshine. She perked her ears up when she realized that Morningpaw was making noises of pain. She dropped the squirrel and ran over. "Should I get Sageflower?" She asked

Palerose ran to the Medicine Den and and paused outside to gain her composure before stepping inside. "Sageflower. Morningpaw is in pain. We don't know what's wrong." She said concerned.

Name: Moosekit
Physical Description: A huge white ragdoll tom with a very dark brown colorpoint and white toes and blaze. He has blue eyes and a black nose.
Age: 0 moons
Personality: Moosekit is a very charming tom and loves playing with other cats feelings, no matter if it's a she-cat or a tom. He is pretty strong and not afraid to start a fight. Moosekit tends to bottle up his feelings, not letting anybody in unless he knows he can trust them. He isn't the best hunter, due to his bigness and the noise of his heavy paws.
Rank: Kit
Crush: N/A
Mates: N/A
Family: Mother - Morningpaw | Father - Milo | Brother - Icekit
Background: Moosekit was born into TempestClan with his brother Icekit while his mother, Morningpaw, was still an apprentice.
Screen Name: NeighborhoodWierdo
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Name: Icekit
Physical Description: Icekit is a white long haired tom with a black tail and spots on his head. He has pink skin and golden eyes.
Age: 0 moons
Personality: Icekit is a very sweet and kind cat. He enjoys helping out the elders and any other cat the needs it. He is very gullible and easy to manipulate. He absolutely adores kits and has no problem taking care of them if needed. 
Rank: Kit
Crush: N/A
Mates: N/A
Family: Mother - Morningpaw | Father - Milo | Brother - Moosekit
Background: Icekit was born into TempestClan with his brother Moosekit while his mother, Morningpaw, was still an apprentice.
Screen Name: NeighborhoodWierdo
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(The kits appearances for when they're born.)

Morningpaw took a few deep breaths, it calmed her down a little bit, but she was still freaking out. "J-just do what you h- ave too!" She raised her voice as a sharp pain came, sharper than the others. Soon her breaths became faster.

Name; Timberpaw (TimberHallow)
Physical description; a short haired, deep red tabby tom, with dark green eyes.
Age; Eleven moons.
Personality; Rebellion pumps through his veins just like water belongs in a stream. He is not one to listen or respect authority and oftentimes will end up challenging whoever tries to tell him what to do. He is inconsiderate with no respect for his elders, has no patience for the little ones, and will often spend his time in a secluded area. When it comes to training or hunting, he is quick to strike, showing his impatient nature, but will often leave the sessions learning something of value. Despite his bad qualities, he is very intelligent, tending to copy other cats when they find easier solutions to problems and being able to easily pick up on others' moods.
Rank; Apprentice
Crush; Open
Sexuality; Homosexual
Mates; Open
Family; Blackberry, Forestkit, GingerKit, Spiderkit
Background; Timberpaw was born in the clan as a part of a litter of four, however, he was the only kit to make it to apprentice hood due to his siblings dying of an illness that he survived. He grew more bitter and angry the more his siblings passed and has never truly forgiven the medicine cat on duty.
Screenname; @crann.berry

Name; Blackberry
Physical description; a long haired, white she-cat, with a black and red mackerel calico tail and ears, and gold eyes
Age; forty-two moons
Personality; Unlike her feisty child, she is much more gentle and kind than what most would expect. She adores all kits and younger cats, but will often also mother hen the older cats of the clan too. Some say she cares a bit too much about the health of others over her own. Despite her soft personality, in emergencies or dire situations, she can hold her own well enough. Protective doesn't begin to describe her personality.
Crush; Open
Sexuality; Pansexual
Mates; Open
Family; Timberpaw, Forestkit, GingerKit, Spiderkit
Background; .Born out of the clan, the she cat was first introduced as a kit and fell in love with the clan life. Blackberry was originally the mother of four kits, but after their passing she's been filling her time by mothering any younger cat she deems needs a mother at that moment.
Screenname; @crann.berry
DRAMA LLAMA

Morningpaw nodded. "When do you want me to start?" She meowed more clearly; she was still in pain but was trying to stay strong.

Milo sprinted to TempestClan, hoping they would at least let him stay until the battle was over. He arrived at the entrance and took a deep breath. He then heard a loud ruckus, something about kits or something. He peaked in to see Morningpaw in pain, he wished he could run in and help her, but stayed as to not get her in trouble.

(Morningpaw is gonna have three kits, but one is dead. Also, sorry for the later response than usual, I was at a duo dance lesson from 7:30 - 9:00pm CT. It's me and my best friend and we're dancing to "Crazier Than You" from the Addams Family Musical; I'm Puglsey and she's Wednesday.)

(So I’m here of course, lol. I’m just waiting for a good time to jump back in with Mudfoot and Sandfeather. I know that Mudfoot was at the rogue camp in the battle. So just waiting for a good time, I don’t want everyone to think I’ve poofed for the 100th time )

(It's all good, everyone rps it differently. You could make a post about how she feels a sharp contraction and then a kit appearing or just her reaction to the pain)

Sageflower takes the first kit and rubs his fur the wrong way a few times before placing it by her belly. "All right, time for the next one. You are doing great so far."

Sageflower could already tell something was wrong with the second kit. She spent a little longer licking the little one whoever there was no sign of movement. She silently pulls away. She opened her mouth to say something but nothing comes out. Instead, she places the kit nearby and waits for what she hopes is the last one.

(Poor Baby)

Sageflower picks up the last kit and after giving a couple of licks, she sets the kit down next to Morningpaw. She watches the little ones for a minute before looking back at Morningpaw. "You have three lovely kits, however one of the little ones is a stillborn." 

Snowflower's heart ached for the small kit. She sends a prayer to Starclan to watch over the small kit. 



Wolfstar glances around hoping the last patrol managed to find Eaglepaw.  Both groups were evenly matched but this was the rogue's home turf and they were not giving up. Just a little longer until Eaglepaw is found 

Eaglepaw didn't believe his eye at first. Was that really Oakpaw? Maybe he shouldn't have give up on his clan. He blinked slowly for a moment, trying to process Oakpaw's questions. "I, uh, I don't know." He admitted hesitantly, his voice sounding hoarse. It was clear that he was weak and fragile. He hadn't eaten much the last moon. Bones could be seen poking through his ragged and unkept pelt.

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After Parsleypatch slammed into the guard Scorchtail used his weight to hold their enemy down, hoping to give Oakpaw and Eaglepaw as much time as they needed. He wasn't sure whether it had been smart to send Oakpaw in first - what if Eaglepaw was dead? What if he saw something terrible in there? But there was no time to change it now. They had to go with the plan and hope for the best. Feeling the guard squirming under his and his clanmate's weight he drew his claws further into the cat's pelt, keeping him in place.

Morningpaw was saddened at the news of her kit being stillborn. "At least I still have these two..." She meowed. She gave both of her alive kits a gentle lick on the head, looking at them lovingly. "I know I shouldn't have had them, but now that they're here, I don't care."

The white and dark brown kit mewed; he kneaded his mother's belly looking for milk.

The black-tailed kit lied peacefully beside his mother and brother, making no noise at all.

Scorchtail’s lips curled into a soft smile when his green gaze met with Parsleypatch’s. He could’ve sworn there was a spark between them but the guard trying to wriggle out from under them popped him out of his thoughts. His claws tightened his grip to keep him in place. There was no time to get distracted now with the battle still raging around them. “Do you think he’s still alive? I haven’t heard a scream or anything from Oakpaw.”

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Eaglepaw felt confused by his feelings. He should be happy, relieved even, to see the familiar face but he just felt empty. The path back to the clan would be endless and he wasn’t sure if he could muster up the strength to get there. Even with all the help from his clanmates. But that wasn’t going to stop him from trying. Anything would be better than staying here - dying slowly. The apprentice sighed deeply and tried to lift himself to his paws with Oakpaw’s encouragement. His legs were shaky but he managed to stand up.