Reden and Dawnmist 1x1 rp

Frost gave her brother a worried glance, she had been expecting him to be looking around, poking fun at her for being wrong about the clan. As they walked through the clearing, she looked around, the scent of dirt and mildew clung to this place. "It's probably just an abandoned rogue nest." She said as she continued to look around, keeping up with Duskpaw's hurried pace. The she-cat grew quiet however, noting that her brother didn't seem like he was in the mood at the time. When he looked back to her, she gave him a reassuring smile. "Let's get going; the gathering isn't going to wait for us." She told him in an attempt to improve his mood. There was a lot happening to them right now, and part of her thought that maybe the site of the open water also reminded him of home. Seeing their sister and brother would certainly help with that.

The pale she-cat retained her strained smile until Duskpaw looked away again, a concerned expression appearing on her face instead. She was sure that he was once again regretting that he had left the clan, and feeling intense guilt that she had decided to go with him. She didn't say anything for a while, deciding it was best to not ruin the excitement by bringing up the past. What's done is done, there was nothing she could do about it. When he found rosemary, she wrinkled her nose. It smelled pleasant, but it reminded her of whenever the elders would prepare a a clanmate for a burial. She walked close to it and without a word, begun to roll around in the herb, figuring that was the best way to get it on her pelt. "Do I smell like me now?" She asked him as she stood and shook her body, causing sprigs of rosemary flying off of her pelt in every direction.

(I tried my best to remember how we discussed the gathering point lol.)

Frostpaw purred happily, hopefully Morningstream will be able to notice them more easily then. "I just hope that no one in Forestclan notices the scent." She told her brother as she walked towards were the gathering would be held. "We should be able to watch in the tree line, maybe even hear a thing or two." She added, feeling a little anxious, what if they were caught. Without a doubt, it would cause major issues between the clans. She tried her best to remember what the gathering place was like. A meadow surrounded why water-like the moonstone, with a forest around it as well. Elements of both Forestclan and Isletclan could be easily seen. Then there was the massive rock in the middle, where the leaders sat.

Unlike her brother, Frostpaw only gave her family a quick glance before focusing on Moonstar and Sparrowstar instead. She loved and missed her family, but missing important information could cause trouble later on. "Hey, pay attention, Moonstar is about to announce their names." She told her brother with a hushed whisper, tapping his side with what was left of her tail as she spoke. Her eyes widened as she looked to the leaders, an excited expression on her face.

"First of all, Forestclan would like to announce its' newest apprentice, Hawkpaw." Sparrowstar announced, many Forestclan cat smiling as a young apprentice puffed out his chest, trying to look as brave as he could despite all of the cats staring at him.

"Did we act like that at our first gathering?" Frostpaw asked her brother with a slight laugh, looking back to the leaders.

Frostpaw glanced around the gathering to her siblings, Aspenheart looked almost the exact same as the apprentice, head held a little too high with his chest puffed, "what in Starclan's name is he doing?" Frostpaw mewed with a slight laugh, though her ears pinned back slightly in embarrassment. She placed her attention back on the leaders, nothing too interesting was reported. Both clans seemed to been doing well, with plenty of prey to spare. That was good, she was glad she wasn't having to worry about her family going to battle. "Looks like everyone is just chatting now, hopefully Morningstream and Aspenpaw can slip away for a bit. Father seems to be talking to a Forestclan cat." She reported, unsure of how aware her brother was. He still seemed so distracted.

(I'll wait for him to notice Frostpaw's injuries)

Aspenheart gave Morningstream a confused look, but silently followed her anyways. He trusted his sister, she never steered him wrong before, so why would she now. Part of him worried that she was introducing him to a mate that she had kept hidden, but that was so unlike her that the fear washed away quickly. Morningstream was such a cleanpaw that he doubted she would do anything that was even hinted to be against the code. When they got into the woods, he was surprised when he heard something in the undergrowth; quickly, he stepped in front of his sister, ready to fight off whatever was coming their way. He almost attacked before realizing who the black cat was. "Duskpaw?" He asked with wide eyes, the battle-scarred cat hardly looked like his brother but there was no doubt about it. He quickly pressed against the black tom, purring loudly. "I missed you so much!" He told Duskpaw with a grin, "where's Frostpaw?" He asked, noticing the pale she-cat emerge from the trees.

"I'm here, I'm here." She said, giving him a look to indicate that he was talking too loudly, making sure to walk as normal as she could; the last thing she wanted was for her siblings to worry about the limp she still had. She purred and nuzzled them both, happy to finally see Aspenheart after so long.

"You haven't grown at all since I last saw you." The dark tabby teased, pawing Frostpaw's head while looking at Duskpaw, "and you grew too much, what in Starclan have you've been eating?"

Frostpaw nodded, "yes, they suit you." She added to Duskpaw's comment, giving her siblings a smile as she purred. She wished she could see Silvermist, but she knew that wouldn't be possible, not right now. Someday she will apologize to him for not taking better care of Duskpaw.

"Thanks!" Aspenheart mewed cheerfully, clearly happy with the name he was given. He wished that it was a bit more fierce sounding, claw, fang, something along that line, but he felt the name suited him despite that. "Redpaw got his name too, he's Reclaw now." He added, trying to think of anything else that had happened while his siblings were gone. "Also, Briarshine had her kits, two of them. They're super cute. Other than that, the clan has been pretty quiet. Kind of boring to be honest." There was a long pause, eventually Aspenheart's grin became a worried expression as he looked at Duskpaw's scar, "what about you guys, where are you now? How did you end up with that nasty scar?"

Frostpaw looked at her siblings and blinked. She realized how awkward this must be for Duskpaw and Morningstream but she thought it was honestly better to just rip the thorn out of the paw opposed to sitting there, not answering Aspenheart's question. She did feel a bit of regret for not discussing this with Duskpaw on their way here, but it was too late now. If they delayed it any longer, Aspenheart would notice all of their wounds and come to his own conclusion. She signed and sat down, "we had a run in with dogs." She explained, before Aspenheart could react, she added, "at the Twoleg Place, not the fox set; the fox set is where we are currently staying. We've had no issues with that area so far."

Aspenpaw was taken aback by Frostpaw's casual boldness, stammering to find his words as he looked over the two cats with confusion, "d-dogs? How in Starclan did you get attacked by dogs? What are you, flea-brained?" He circled around the cats, not noticing their injuries, "you look like a rabbit? What happened? How?"

"I'm fine." Frostpaw told him calmly, moving the stump of a tail as if she was going to wrap it around her paws, "it was an unfortunate accident, but we are fine. Duskpaw saved me." She told her brother, her gaze following him as he wondered around them, "it's no different than getting wounds from a battle for territory, father has one, it seems you do to. These things happen."

"Yeah, they happen, but I have a tail!" Aspenpaw responded, looking to his brother, "she's your sister, why didn't you protect her?" He snapped, his face a whisker length from Duskpaw's, "I would never let something like that happen to Morningstream, what's your excuse."

"I'm not a kit." Frostpaw said, slightly offended.

"No, you're not." Aspenpaw responded, not looking away from Duskpaw, "but compared to Duskpaw, you might as well be."

Aspenheart thumped his tail in frustration, "what did you expect when you ran off with her? When did she ever seem trustworthy? She didn't even bother to look after us when we were kits, why did you expect her to start caring now?" He hissed, ignoring Morningstream, "you always acted as if you couldn't trust our clanmates, even Redclaw, but you decided to trust Azreal? She isn't even clan born, she doesn't know how to look out for others, and clearly you don't either."

"Enough, you're being too loud, Aspenheart." Frostpaw snapped, stepping between the two cats, "I shouldn't have told you the way that I did, I'm sorry. I was being tactless." She looked between the two brother, briefly glancing at Morningstream as well, she was sure her sister was regretting everything. She felt a pang in her chest, her sister was too kind to mediate the conflict. She took a deep breath, "Duskpaw, Aspenheart is right to be worried; and Aspenheart, Duskpaw is always there to protect me."

"Clearly not always." Aspenheart responded quickly.

Without thinking, Frostpaw glared at her sister when she was given a stern look; Morningstream did nothing but watch, what gave her the right to act as though she was above her. However, Frostpaw flinched when she released what she had done and thought, feeling a wave of guilt at the realization. She kept her pace slow as to allow the two brothers to go ahead of them. She remained quiet but when Morningstream spoke, she gave the she-cat a surprised look, "does he not know anything?" She asked with a hushed voice. She had expected Morningstream to keep out a few details here and there but to completely shut Aspenheart out of this- no wonder he was upset, "you told him nothing even when he was about to come meet us?" She asked again, running everything through her mind. Aspenheart was always so passionate, of course he would react like this. She had expected him to at least no about her tail, no wonder he was so shocked. She clicked her tongue, realization how bad this situation could turn out now. However, she still thought she was in the right to tell him what happened, even if she worded it in a less than delicate manner, "he deserves to know; I didn't want either of you to know about Azreal, but still..."

Aspenheart released a huff and went with the flow of his siblings, placing himself between Duskpaw and his sisters. No way was he going to expect that cat to protect them if something where to attack. He glanced around, they were very close to Forestclan territory, "don't tell me you have been stealing Forestclan prey." He muttered, more worried than angry. Those clan cats would shred both of them if they were caught.

Frostpaw sighed and nodded, understanding where Morningstream was coming from now that she explained. Her sister was so sensitive, she was glad the she-cat would never have to fight or take a life now that she was a medicine cat. She would probably try to talk it out, hoping that she could show violence wasn't the answer. She silently thanked Starclan that Morningstream had stayed in the clan. She looked to her sister and gave her the same smile that she had gotten sed to giving Duskpaw, now able to imitate her father's smile from their kithood quite well, "it will be fine. I'll take care of everything. I promise." She told her sister, looking to the fox set ahead of them, "both of you aren't allowed to talk unless it's something nice. Do you want all of Starclan to hear you two arguing." She said sternly, walking past them both and to the small pile of fresh-kill that was hidden in the fern, "stop talking and eat." She said, as she grabbed two shrews for Aspenheart and Morningstream.

Once again, Aspenheart stumbled on his words, getting frustrated with Frostpaw and her unrelenting bossiness, he looked to Morningstream, also upset that she hadn't sided with him. Had she gone mad? Their siblings looked like a pair of rogues and she wasn't batting an eye, "what is wrong with all of you? This isn't a game. Frostpaw could have died, and you Duskpaw, just look at you-no cat our age should be scarred like that. Why is everyone acting like I'm being crazy about this? You two need to get back to the clan. You're clan cats, not dirty rogues."

Frostpaw sat down opposite of Morningstream, allowing for the two brothers to sit away from each other. She watched the two for a moment before laying down, curling her forepaw under her chest as she listened. She decided it was best to let them talk it out, better now than let emotions stir later, "Aspenheart, come eat." She said quietly, hoping that he would listen. She really did feel guilty though, she had made this so much worse with her harsh, factual explanation of events. She had to be better. A mistake like that with the rogues could result in something worse than a mere argument. When Aspenheart still hadn't sat down, she gave him a frustrated look, "I said come eat." She said more sternly, her ears pinning back.

Aspenheart released a low grumble, not quite a growl but close. He was furious with all of his siblings. Duskpaw wasn't taking responisbility for what happened, Morningstream was staying out of it and Frostpaw was bossing everyone around. This wasn't right, it should have never come to this. After being told a second time, the tom relented and sat down between his sisters, watching Duskpaw as he pawed at the shrew, "why didn't you two come back to the clan when this happened?" He asked, looking at Frostpaw and Duskpaw as he spoke, "you serious want to spend your whole lives out here in a fox set?" He added before anyone could answer his first question.

"They had let Azreal in? They even gave her a warrior name." Aspenheart argued, his blue eyes looking desperate. He shook his head, not able to belief what was happening, "surely the clan would be happy to have them back. I'm sure of it."

"Some will, but most won't." Frostpaw told him, looking to Duskpaw for a moment before looking back to Aspenheart, "if Moonstar did accept us back, many in the clan would disagree with that decision. It would also make Isletclan look soft Forestclan," she shook her head at the thought. It simply wasn't worth the risk for them to rejoin, "besides, I like living out here. I miss all of you, but I feel like this life suits me better." She added.

Aspenheart was quiet for a while, still not taking a bite of his shrew, pawing it with his forepaw a few time as he tried to think of what to say, "this is all ridiculous." He eventually stated, standing up, "like I said, you aren't filthy rogues, you're clan cats. Clan cats belong in a clan."

"Our mother wasn't a clan cat, we are half bloods." Frostpaw responded quietly, looking at the dirt in front of her as she spoke.

Aspenheart clicked his tongue, "Morningstream, we are leaving. Come on. We can't talk sense into these two." He ordered, though his voice was filled with hurt. Why were they being like this? He glanced to Duskpaw then Frostpaw, feeling betrayed that they would rather be out here injured than in the clan with their family, "when you two decided that you aren't too good to be with your family, let me know." He added, trying to should angry and insulting but his grief was apparent, "Morningstream, now. Our clan will be looking for us." He added as he started to leave.

Frostpaw nodded to Morningstream, feeling it was best if her sister went with Aspenheart.

It took a moment for Aspenheart to think of a response, when he did, he stopped walking and turned to his sister, "why do you guys always leave me out of things?" He asked, feeling hurt, "do you know why I'm so close to Redclaw? Because ever since we were kits you three acted like you were all... special. Frostpaw and Duskpaw always acted like the clan hated them, and you...you were always going on about becoming a medicine cat. Then when you finally do, you get signs from Starclan within a moon." He looked away for a second and shook his head, feeling himself getting emotional again, "I just always feel like you three are off on your own adventure, leaving me behind. I'm sorry that I am just a normal warrior, but I deserve to know when my sister and brother were almost killed by that rat we called Mother!"

Frostpaw looked to Duskpaw before standing, "he didn't mean it like that." She told him, looking back towards were her siblings disappeared. It could have gone worse, but it should have gone better. The pale she-cat walked closer to her brother before sitting down, "he probably feels like we all lied to him. I would be mad too." She admitted. To be honest, she would have been worse than Aspenheart, but she kept that to herself. She looked at her paws, she had told Morningstream that she would take care of it, but she handled it all so poorly. She was suppose to look after her siblings, not make them fight, "I'm sorry that I told him the way that I did. I was just thinking about how I would want to be told...I didn't take how Aspenheart is into account."