SovereignClan: The Mighty and Noble (Open)

Mothwind purred. Duskstorm knew her well. "Your mother's determined to undermine your father. To the point where I think she's prepared to go behind his back. While I'd normally admire such resolve, I have to wonder if she has any other motives." Now tht the words were out, she rose and began to pace. "You and I were mated soon after we graduated. Meanwhile, Skyflower hasn't made any indication that Moonfrost will have anyone. As we know, it's the queen who advises the king the most and has influence over the royal kits. The destined heir is young enough that he still likely relies on your mother for advise. It makes me think Skyflower is scheming to remain in power after Blizzardstar." Shaking her head, she sat back down. She'd been with her thoughts for too long. It was clear she thought the dilemma over quite a bit. "Besides, given how unenthusiastic Moonfrost has been about becoming king, it makes me question again the reason why they chose him over you." Tilting her head up, she stared at her mate, curious to know what he thought of her musings.

(All good, Bliz! )
Once more Honeywhisker purred his gratitude, the best he could do with a mouth full of shiny smooth stone. With her signal, he gladly took the lead and trotted along back towards the camp. Although he would have loved to continue talking, his mouth being full was certainly not going to allow that, and so he simply told himself they'd just have to wait until they were home.
He wasn't one for lazing about but after a good patrol, he was looking forward to a meal and the comforts of rest. Especially given he had been wandering around looking for things before hand, however, his paws still felt light and him all the cheerier to return with company.

(Teensy time skip back to the castle)
As the large castle that was their camp came into sight, Honeywhisker sighed inwardly in relief. By this time his jaw was starting to feel sore and his stomach's rumbling had grown more insistent. However, seeing the open door, he felt some energy return to his paws and headed inside. He paused soon after, though, realizing he didn't exactly know where to take gifts.

Duskstorm found what Mothwind was saying made sense. He never understood why he was overlooked for Moonfrost. Did his mother want to take the throne? He knew his parents cared for each other but could power be a lor more appealing? "I have never really thought about it like this." He knew a couple of cats within the clan supported her more than his father. "So, what do we do to prevent all this?"

He wanted to hear her ideas she might have in mind.

Spiderstrike tenderly set down her items, letting out a large yawn to stretch her jaws. It wasn't difficult carrying the gifts but it sure was hard to keep a gentle grip the whole time. She didn't realize how often she clenched her jaw. She looked to Honeywhisker "I'm gonna leave the social part to you." She almost snorted in amusement, he had looked a little bewildered but he would get the hang of it. She wasn't ever much of a gift giver so she was a little in the dark as well. She also didn't want too many cats thinking she was going soft. Her stomach let out a large grown and her ears flattened, why did it have to be so loud that time? She sat down and looked around the camp, wondering if her brother was in eyesight. She didn't see him and she stretched out, letting her limbs relax a bit. "I'm not really good at things like that which I'm sure you could have guessed."

The tall she-cat sat down and gently wrapped her tail around her paws, while she was in no hurry to help him with this part, she was patient enough to wait to eat with the younger knight. They had already spent a good portion of the day together, she might as well not rush him. He had joined her on her patrol and she had felt she had gained a bit more understanding of him, even if a small one. She felt eyes on her and she turned, finally catching sight of her brother, she recognized the look in his eyes right away and she quickly changed her mind. "On second thought you lead the way." She leaned down and once more gently picked up the flower and the feather.

Honeywhisker set down the stone for a moment as he tried to get his own bearings, "I have no idea where to take these." He responded bluntly, but with soft chuckle at his expense, "I suppose I should have asked before I went out looking for things." The ginger had considered giving them to Wolfstar directly, but he didn't exactly know where the cat was, and he wasn't high enough rank to actually go to a higher floor he might have been on. "Well, we can probably just leave them in the great hall for now. If Wolfstar holds a meeting or comes down to eat or something I can give them to him then." Perhaps it wasn't the BEST solution, but it was all he could think of in the moment. "I guess neither of us are particularly good at this." Honeywhisker added with a laugh, his tail waving behind him with a severe lack of concern, although the growl of Spiderstrikes belly perhaps helping him with the decision to leave it for now and get food.
"I'll find someone to ask later regardless, so let's drop these off and get some food." he purred before picking up the stone once more, oblivious to the looks that had greeted the two of them, or at least the tall black she-cat. He scampered to a corner of the Great Hall and deposited the rock, pushing it safely to the side and moving out of the way to let his companion do the same, eager to get a move on as hunger began to cause more insistent rumbles in his stomach as well.

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Duskstorm watches her for a few seconds before racing after her. As they ran, he began to imagine what their kits would look like. He knew for sure they would be beautiful cause they were both good looking cats. The reality of being a father was starting to him all at once.

"Yeah, I just lost my footing for a second. Now quit your worrying, the race ain't over yet!" Pinekit yelled as he started to climb again. The kit still wanted to show their mother that he knew what he was dong with his climbing, and winning this race would prove that. Well, that and it was just fun to beat his sisters at things.

With Spiderfang's agreement and quick steps to follow out Honeywhisker's loose plans along with him, they deposited their items and the ginger hardly paused before taking the lead to the kitchen area. He was a hungry cat and the sooner they were settled down eating, the sooner the anxiety of getting settled would pass. "Leave it to me, I'll guide us through the most dangerous terrain..!" he replied in a cheerfully playful manner, perhaps hoping to help his companion remain somewhat relaxed in their somewhat unwelcoming home.
Bouncing along onto the large tables ladened with prey, he glanced along the line of somewhat disorganized prey and pawed over a nice plump rabbit and an equally plump bird, awkwardly dragging them down to the floor to meet with Spiderfang once more. "How are these?" he purred with bright eyes as he glanced up at the tall black cat.

"Let's head up to the royal quarters and see who we run into first." Dustorm suggested to her. He had a feeling they would find his mother first but he wanted to keep their option open.  He takes a moment to regain his breath before making his way into the castle and goes straight for the stairs. 



Robinkit settles for sticking her tongue out at him before continuing on her quest to the top. She was nearly there but slipped and ended up sliding down half way. 



Dawn wondered where he got his sense of adventure from though she wondered if it was particularly from her.  "I hope so too."  Her son had quite the imagination and seemed to have no fear when he should.  "Even as a kit, he seemed to just have a inquisitive nature to him.  Anything new he wants to know about." 

Mothwind nodded and followed after him. Technically speaking, she was allowed in the royal quarters ever since she became mates with Duskstorm. But she still never felt the desire to regularly sleep there. Instead, she liked curling up by one of the lower windows. She wondered who they'd run into first. Blizzardstar rarely left the area of the castle now, but Duskstorm did say his mother didn't really patrol either.

Pinekit stop in his tracks has he noticed his sister slip down the rock. Dispute him wanting to win, he didn’t want his sister to get hurt. “You okay there Robinkit?” He asked with a hint of worry in his voice.

Honeywhisker / with Spiderstrike and Berryleap
Honeywhisker was half through the rabbit before he'd begun slowing in devouring his meal. Whether his hunger subsiding or growing fully from the sheer amount of meat on the rabbit was anyone's guess. Nevertheless, he seemed content as his large bites dwindled into a nibble here and there, though his ears perked up suddenly as the voice of an approaching cat caught his attention. "Oh, Hello, Berryleap!" he exclaimed, knowing the cat's name though having little other social experience with the older tom, being the friendly lad he was, however, he didn't seem to mind the interruption.
However, a quizzical look crossed his expression, head tilting slightly as if not quite understanding what Berryleap was implying. "Spiderstrike has been nothing but pleasant all day." he purred with his ever cheery disposition, then he paused, furrowing his brow as if recalling something, "Although, I think I wasn't supposed to say that. Rather, she's been helping me all day, that's it.." he added, thinking back to Spiderstrike's comment earlier that day. He'd assumed it a joke but he didn't want to offend her by letting her 'softness' slip so to speak. He glanced between the two at that point, unsure if Spiderstrike was more worried about his feelings or just wanted her brother not to be a nuisance.

Tiger / With Dawn
As they arrived at their destination, Tiger leapt up onto the fence post, gingerly settling himself on the small space. His eyes followed the mother cow until he'd made out the smaller form of the calf beside her. "Well would ya look at that." He purred in mild delight, "They are kinda cute when they're small-ish." he reiterated his statement from earlier that day. In an odd way, it was almost like seeing a family member with their own child, perhaps because of how long he'd been on the farm. It wasn't as if he spoke to the larger animals or even approached them, but there was comfort in seeing them day in and day out.