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Post by Brownie on Nov 30, 2023 14:12:54 GMT -5
Moon one is here!! And uhhhh there's certainly ONE solution for Bramblespots being the only one not being claimed yet???? I can't BELIEVE that this event killed the only unclaimed cat like. What are the odds?? Did y'all know she was cursed or smth??? anyway congratulations Aphelyon you've been promoted - I'm going to say that was the omen that Icepath received cause it's super convenient - Why's she chasing Stormkit out, did the baby do something wrong? - Yay, Icepath is making friends - Maybe the presence is Bramblespots saying that she is happy in StarClan?? that works! Yeah I recommend making omens really vague so they can fit any event that comes up hehe Also they don't all have to be big dreams! I'm a huge fan of the small omens at the beginning of the series, like the mothwing wing, or a pattern of twigs in the middle of a trail that shouldn't have been there. Also all that is up to you! What do you think would make her feel that way? (I would think she and Bramblespots were friends, being healer and deputy, so maybe the simple answer is she just wants alone time to deal with her grief and has no time for a kit's energy) |
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Post by Aphelyon on Nov 30, 2023 14:12:58 GMT -5
Moon one is here!! And uhhhh there's certainly ONE solution for Bramblespots being the only one not being claimed yet???? I can't BELIEVE that this event killed the only unclaimed cat like. What are the odds?? Did y'all know she was cursed or smth??? anyway congratulations Aphelyon you've been promoted - I'm going to say that was the omen that Icepath received cause it's super convenient - Why's she chasing Stormkit out, did the baby do something wrong? - Yay, Icepath is making friends - Maybe the presence is Bramblespots saying that she is happy in StarClan?? |
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Post by Brownie on Nov 30, 2023 14:20:43 GMT -5
Oh also the relationship with FlowerClan went from 11-friendly to 6-tense. because yeah. murder.
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Post by TheKeenGlint on Nov 30, 2023 14:39:27 GMT -5
- I'm going to say that was the omen that Icepath received cause it's super convenient - Why's she chasing Stormkit out, did the baby do something wrong? - Yay, Icepath is making friends - Maybe the presence is Bramblespots saying that she is happy in StarClan?? (OOC: Maybe Stormkit was trying to eat some catmint or something, not understanding the effect it has on cats. Remember, kits, unless it's the medicine cat giving them to you to treat an illness... Just Say No!) |
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Post by Deleted on Nov 30, 2023 14:48:58 GMT -5
- I'm going to say that was the omen that Icepath received cause it's super convenient - Why's she chasing Stormkit out, did the baby do something wrong? - Yay, Icepath is making friends - Maybe the presence is Bramblespots saying that she is happy in StarClan?? (OOC: Maybe Stormkit was trying to eat some catmint or something, not understanding the effect it has on cats. Remember, kits, unless it's the medicine cat giving them to you to treat an illness... Just Say No!) I'm tying together Bramblespot's death, so could I say that Icepath didn't want to be bothered, dealing with grief, and Stormkit was chased out? |
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Post by TheKeenGlint on Nov 30, 2023 14:50:58 GMT -5
I'm tying together Bramblespot's death, so could I say that Icepath didn't want to be bothered, dealing with grief, and Stormkit was chased out? (OOC: Oh yeah of course, I was kind of in humour mode there. Her being in the medicine den in the first place also justifies her pretending to be Icepath.) |
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Post by Deleted on Nov 30, 2023 14:57:25 GMT -5
I'm tying together Bramblespot's death, so could I say that Icepath didn't want to be bothered, dealing with grief, and Stormkit was chased out? (OOC: Oh yeah of course, I was kind of in humour mode there. Her being in the medicine den in the first place also justifies her pretending to be Icepath.) That makes sense |
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Post by quokka on Nov 30, 2023 15:56:58 GMT -5
(( well rip Bramble... but a little convenient it was the last unclaimed cat haha! Are we supposed to roleplay finding the body and frostfleck being promoted, or do we resume after the clan events so that already happened??
so to understand how this works... I should wait for spottedfur to start the border patrol scene, since they're the leader and they spot the injured cat we don't proceed with, and then i reply with beesong's thoughts and actions about that
and then it seems i have 3 more scenes to do: getting stung by a bee, almost getting lost (Or is this just my thoughts i'm supposed to reflect on, not a scene?), and deep talk/sharing tongues with icepath. Are all of these scenes unrelated to each other, or am i supposed to relate them? or is it more up to me how i want to tie everything together? sorry for all the questions hehe ))
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Post by Brownie on Nov 30, 2023 16:04:27 GMT -5
 Scarletdrift
-x- - --- - -x-
"Kittypets," he scoffed. There'd been one at last moon's gathering, invited by PlumClan, of course. She'd had some abomination of a name, something no Clan cat could understand: Princessfeather. What did that even mean?
His name, now that was a name. His mother had named him Scarletkit for his vibrant coloring--the reds had dulled over the years, unfortunately, now only a common ginger instead of the bright russet--and Bubblingstar had given him the name Scarletdrift because his white fur made it look like he was wading in a drift of snow. Simple, effective.
But Princessfeather? He shook his head, continuing his work fixing the elder's den, which had fallen into disrepair over the winter with no elders to occupy it. Scarletdrift hated idling (his paws itched, he grew snappish and irritable) so this was the project he busied himself with in the moments between patrols. Unfortunately while the busy work occupied his idle paws, it did little to occupy an idle mind.
So his thoughts wandered, landing on the kittypet. "And how can she stand to be marked by twolegs like that?" he muttered as he wove another fern frond into the side of the den. "Though..." He paused, examining his work. "That blue collar did match her eyes," he grumbled, loathe to admit that, despite the implications, he did think the accessory complemented the she-cat well. It was distinctive, unique. Maybe even... stylish?
He reached up and wrestled a fallen stick from the side of the den, dislodging it with a satisfying hiss of branches. "Now don't you get any ideas," Scarletdrift said to the stick, pointing at it with a claw as if it were the one judging him. "I'm not going to let a twoleg collar me any time soon. I'm a Clan cat, a YewClan cat, not like those PlumClan half-kittypets or BurdockClan half-loners, alright? Even if blue is totally my color and I'd rock that look."
Being a stick, it didn't argue with him. "Good." He nodded at the stick, glad they'd come to an agreement. Then he threw it over the side of the ridge, watching gleefully as it crashed through the bushes and trees all the way to the bottom.
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[[ OOC: I love him so much lmaoooo
I'm going to save both his relationship pips for responses to events. He'll be annoyed at the way Spottedfur handled the injured cat, and he'll go see Beesong after she got stung to see how she's doing because he's probably a distant dad but he's still a dad. ]]
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Post by Sand on Nov 30, 2023 16:08:01 GMT -5
( if I understand correctly, I need to write a prompt for Spottedfur’s patrol, right? )
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Post by Brownie on Nov 30, 2023 16:09:13 GMT -5
(( well rip Bramble... but a little convenient it was the last unclaimed cat haha! Are we supposed to roleplay finding the body and frostfleck being promoted, or do we resume after the clan events so that already happened??
so to understand how this works... I should wait for spottedfur to start the border patrol scene, since they're the leader and they spot the injured cat we don't proceed with, and then i reply with beesong's thoughts and actions about that
and then it seems i have 3 more scenes to do: getting stung by a bee, almost getting lost (Or is this just my thoughts i'm supposed to reflect on, not a scene?), and deep talk/sharing tongues with icepath. Are all of these scenes unrelated to each other, or am i supposed to relate them? or is it more up to me how i want to tie everything together? sorry for all the questions hehe )) It's really up to yall! Anyone can start that scene if they wish~ and yes, we'll give Sand a day to put up the starter for that patrol and after that it's fair game for someone else to start. Then everyone else can chip in with their cat's thoughts about the patrol. The bee sting is a moon event, so that can get it's own prompt (even if it is a rather minor thing for a moon event). As for the relationship pips and thoughts, those are completely up to you! You can relate them if you can, you can use them to guide Beesong's responses to other cat's replies, or you can ignore them if you don't want to do anything with them. It's completely up to you how you incorporate those minor events into this moon! ]] |
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Post by Brownie on Nov 30, 2023 16:10:46 GMT -5
( if I understand correctly, I need to write a prompt for Spottedfur’s patrol, right? ) Yep! Spottedfur was the named cat in the patrol, so you get to lay the scene and do the starter for it~ You get to choose the details of when and where and if Spottedfur even shares the details of what he sees with his patrol. ]] |
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Post by TheKeenGlint on Nov 30, 2023 16:22:24 GMT -5
Stormkit
Inside the currently empty medicine den, Stormkit imagined a long-furred ginger tabby tom approaching the entrance. He seemed just about ready to collapse, his amber eyes barely managing to stay open.
"Help..." groaned the cat in Stormkit's imagination. "FlowerClan got to me..." The poor warrior was in a terrible state — upon closer inspection, his leg was covered in scratches.
"Oh, no!" Stormkit meowed aloud. "I'll get some cobwebs! Hang in there!" And with that, she made a beeline for the herb stores, pretending to grab the shiny strands and apply them to the imaginary cat's wounds. She purposefully omitted their dusty smell; she didn't think she'd ever grow accustomed to it.
"I'll save you, or my name's not Icypath!"
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Post by Brownie on Nov 30, 2023 16:25:28 GMT -5
[[ CUTIE!! ]]
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Post by Brownie on Nov 30, 2023 16:39:56 GMT -5
[[ also at the bottom of the front page, I'm starting a directory to directly link to all the Moon Summary posts. In case you want to either look back on old moons without having to find the exact page for reference or to binge them in order in the future. ]]
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Post by Deleted on Nov 30, 2023 16:49:20 GMT -5
[Scarlettdrift's rp was fun to read, and Stormkit's is soo cute, I'm going to be so mad at myself for yelling at her. Also, Brownie, would you like me to start the med cat patrol?] TheKeenGlint
Icepath The molly was in the back of her den, tail curled over her and bristling. Her cheek fur was darker than usual, stained with the remnants of tears. Her sobs were quiet and almost non-existent within the shadowed sanctuary of the medic's den. She had received an omen, a sign! Yet she did nothing to change it, Bramblespots still died...when she could've prevented it!
Noises at the back of the den alerted Icepath. She quickly straightened her coat, hackles still raises from her own self-loathing. The molly crept forward silent and invisible beside the gray stone.
"What are you doing in here?" Icepath's voice was the same cracked meow that rang painfully in the ears of those around her, but there was something...off about it. It wasn't a soft crack that was comforting to some, but it was that of a shattering lake, silent and angry.
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Post by Brownie on Nov 30, 2023 16:58:17 GMT -5
[[ Stormkit is so adorable. And Scarletdrift is fun to write. He's a pretty boy too ;-;
and poor Icepath. ;-; The next death is going to hit so much harder once we get to know this cast. At least Bramblespots was more like a prologue to start the murder mystery.
and yep! Healers are going to have the most commitment, unfortunately, because they'll be leading patrols almost every moon. You can start something and I'll throw Scarlet in there ^^ ]]
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Post by Deleted on Nov 30, 2023 17:09:37 GMT -5
Brownie Icepath Swiftly and silently, Icepath traversed YewClan's territory. The land was rocky and firm, holding many confers that overshadowed the forest floor and its residents. Icepath much preferred the rocky and coniferous terrain, it felt solid and safe, unlike the ever-changing world below the ridge. She was following a well-worn path, one made by the hundreds of healers before her.
The path to Glowing Gardens, a series of herb gardens far from nature's normal pests and sheltered in from harsh temperatures in a shallow dip in the earth. Of all places, this was Icepath's favorite. She only got to visit it once a season, and tonight the strange, glowing fungi would be brighter under the full moon.
Icepath glanced back at the cat she had chosen to bring with her, Scarletdrift.
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Post by Brownie on Nov 30, 2023 17:46:34 GMT -5
Scarletdrift
-x- - --- - -x- Herb patrols were... not his favorite. Sure, they were important and he'd appreciate the herbs when he needed them, but there simply wasn't anything to sink his claws into. Icepath wouldn't want him slashing the plants to ribbons.
His only consolation was that they were in the northern forests, which were slightly more dangerous than the land below the ridge. That's why Icepath didn't go to gather herbs alone today. So maybe he'd get the chance to fight a fox or something.
When Icepath glanced back, the white tom was paying more attention to the trees than his companion. He noticed her move, though, motion out of the corner of his eye and looked towards her, flicking his ears in the silver molly's direction. "Everything okay?" he asked.
-x- - --- - -x-
[[ OOC : uwu ]]
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Post by Deleted on Nov 30, 2023 17:58:29 GMT -5
Brownie [may I inquire how old is Icepath?]Icepath
Patrol w/Scarletdrift
The molly glanced back, her eyes flickering towards the tom as she halted. Icepath let out a sigh and rolled her shoulders before continuing along the rocky trail. Her mind was echoing with thoughts, loud, screaming words that cursed her for not being quick enough to the monstrous scene.
"As fine as any cat can be in this situation." It was hard for even her to believe, even as a skilled healer, she wasn't used to losing...friends, much less in such wrong way. She set the pace quicker, eager to get to their destination. Perhaps there she would see something of StarClan, some sign that Bramblespots had made it. Despite her frozen gaze growing colder and staring firmly at the path ahead she was light on her paws and easily scaled fallen longs or weaved around large stones.
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Post by TheKeenGlint on Nov 30, 2023 18:09:24 GMT -5
Icepath The molly was in the back of her den, tail curled over her and bristling. Her cheek fur was darker than usual, stained with the remnants of tears. Her sobs were quiet and almost non-existent within the shadowed sanctuary of the medic's den. She had received an omen, a sign! Yet she did nothing to change it, Bramblespots still died...when she could've prevented it!
Noises at the back of the den alerted Icepath. She quickly straightened her coat, hackles still raises from her own self-loathing. The molly crept forward silent and invisible beside the gray stone.
"What are you doing in here?" Icepath's voice was the same cracked meow that rang painfully in the ears of those around her, but there was something...off about it. It wasn't a soft crack that was comforting to some, but it was that of a shattering lake, silent and angry.
Stormkit
By now, the scratches on the imaginary tom's leg were all bound up in well-applied cobwebs. The prognosis was good — so long as he rested that leg whenever he could, he'd make a full recovery.
"You should be all better soon—"
A stern voice from the den's entrance banished the made-up warrior, as if he had been transformed into nothing more than fragile dust. Stormkit, tail bristling, looked around the den for its source. Something about it seemed familiar, but she couldn't put a paw on it...
"H-hello?" she whimpered. "Am I in trouble?" If she had done something wrong, she would readily own up to it, whatever it was. But not until she at least knew who had found her.
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Post by TheKeenGlint on Nov 30, 2023 18:18:28 GMT -5
((OOC: Aaand I just realised I got Icepath's name wrong. I'm gonna throw it in and say it's a bad habit of Stormkit's lol))
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Post by jaybun! on Nov 30, 2023 18:24:46 GMT -5
ooc;; hoah boy, starting strong! i can make a starter for the patrol too if needed! bubblingstar's probably a bit paranoid about accepting any new folks after that death, imo BUBBLINGSTAR It's only as the tom is sitting vigil for his fallen deputy that the events of the day catch up to Bubblingstar in full. Was he responsible for Bramblespots death? He had been so sure of himself earlier in the day when he'd sent the cat out; one deputy was much less threatening than a whole patrol of warriors, after all. I should've sent more, Bubblingstar thought. They'd already been on poor terms with Flowerclan, he should've known better! He hoped, somewhat selfishly, Bramblespots would approve of Frostfleck taking their place. She was a good cat. |
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Post by Brownie on Nov 30, 2023 18:31:22 GMT -5
Scarletdrift
-x- - --- - -x- "Ah," he replied. Then, softer: "yeah." Scarletdrift had been making a point not to dwell on... that. He let himself wish he was on every patrol to the FlowerClan border, but otherwise tried to ignore the hole Bramblespots left in the Clan. It was easier to fill that gap with pride for Frostfleck's promotion and he'd become adept at redirecting his thoughts in that way, like moving the stream's current with a paw.
When Icepath sped up, the white tom welcomed the distraction. He continued to let the healer lead the way--he had no idea their destination--but followed closer behind, echoing the agile molly's movements with only a heartbeat's separation. He was glad the path was so familiar to his paws and let himself slip into the pawprints of many patrols before.
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[[ OOC : 56 moons currently! I was going to have all their ages on the sheet, but I'd have to change them all every three days and that is. Too Much. ]]
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Post by Sand on Nov 30, 2023 18:39:39 GMT -5
Spottedfur — with Bubblingstar, Beesong & Mudspeck — border patrol
Spottedfur wasn’t too surprised that he was leading a border patrol. Bubblingstar, Beesong, and Mudspeck had joined him on their own accord. While making their way to the border, he heard an unfamiliar noise. The silver speckled tom began sniffing around, his dark nose close to the ground. ”Does anyone else hear that noise?” the warrior asked, bringing his head back up. He turned around to glance at his patrol mates.
Maybe he was just imagining things. He had already been scolded by Bubblingstar and didn’t want to mess up again. After all, Spottedfur took pride in his duties. He hoped that Bubblingstar knew that.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 30, 2023 18:49:53 GMT -5
TheKeenGlint BrownieIcepath
Chased Out w/ Stormkit
The molly revealed herself, blue eyes, cold and restless ,as she eyed the kitten. Grief was in her step and an unreadable emotion in her snaking shadow. There were dark circles below her eyes that nearly blended into her mask. "No, little one," Her ears were flat and she stared at Stormkit. "I just need...need to be alone right now," Her cracked voice was pained, yet she stayed half-dwelling in the shadows, hiding within the grief that had swallowed her. IcepathA Frozen Heart - w/Scarletdrift The patrol soon approached the many dips in the ground, each one covered in an array of colorful plants, some sweet-smelling, others bitter. Icepath's nose wrinkled as she inspected the first patch, catmint flourished in this one. In the center of a the patch was a strange glowing fungi, orangeish, almost amber, in color. It emitted a soft glow in the dying light, complimenting the harsh ruling of the sun. And it would until the moon rose and allowed it some glory.
Icepath stared at the glow, her blue eyes reflecting it clearly, almost somberly. Her fur prickled and her eyes grew white, almost emitting a glow themselves as she looked around warily. Her long ears were nearly stretched to their full height and even the ear tufts seemed on edge.
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Post by Brownie on Nov 30, 2023 20:13:37 GMT -5
Scarletdrift
-x- - --- - -x- Scarletdrift had never seen this place before.
Icepath led him down familiar trails, towards the western border, but then she turned north into the wood. It didn't even look like a trail at first, certainly not one he knew. Icepath picked her way up tumbled boulders moving north and then they were there.
The healer started doing herb things, so Scarletdrift thought he'd do some exploring. Securing the perimeter, you know?
Scarletdrift wanted to touch one of the glowing mushrooms, but he'd lived long enough to know that the more tempting a plant was to touch, the more likely it was to be poisonous. So he kept his distance and instead poked around the bushes surrounding the odd clearing, chasing down any odd scents while he waited for Icepath to do whatever it was healers did. He'd help carry herbs back when she was finished.
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[[ OOC : sorry playing league games between replies heh ]]
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Post by Deleted on Nov 30, 2023 20:39:21 GMT -5
[It's ok!] BrownieIcepath
A Frozen Heart w/Scarletdrift
The molly began creeping into a cave, her heart racing as she slowly followed an invisible trail of starlight, unseen to most. Her eyes glowed as a pale silhouette came into view, ghostly slices in their pearly-white form. Icepath stared at the cat in awe, nebula-patterned spots dappled their coat and the healer felt her breathing slow. She stopped, the shadows around her turning to pale lights.
Can't...can't be.... Her eyes widened as the sight overtook the medicine cat and she beamed. Icepath felt tears in her eyes. "Bramblespots..." Suddenly the shape disappeared and Icepath found herself looking over a yawning cliff inside a vast cavern. Glowing fungi hanging from the spires and cave's ceiling. Her tail twitched as she felt her head lower and nearly touch the ground.
Despite the gaping hole Bramblespot's death had left in her heart, she felt something take its place. Something soft and new. For a moment she stood there, staring into the cliff's shadows, holding onto the memory of the pale spirit.
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Post by quokka on Nov 30, 2023 20:43:19 GMT -5
Beesong — border patrol with Bubblingstar, Spottedfur & Mudspeck —
Beesong has been following the patrol from the back, keeping a careful eye on their surroundings. The recent murder of Bramblespots had left her a little anxious. Would FlowerClan scoop so low to sneak up behind a border patrol, flanking them for an attack? Unlikely, but she wasn't going to be caught unprepared if it did happen. Her ears pricked forward and she turned her attention to her clanmates as they stopped in front of her and Spottedfur, the leader of today's patrol, spoke. Having been a few tail-lengths behind, the cream colored warrior picked up her pace to trot up to the group. It looked like Spottedfur had just asked a question, but she hadn't heard. "What?" She asked, glancing between each of the others with a quizzical expression. |
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Post by Brownie on Nov 30, 2023 21:05:10 GMT -5
Scarletdrift
-x- - --- - -x- Icepath disappeared into a small crevasse between stones. Scarletdrift would have thought she literally walked through solid rock if he hadn't seen her spiky tail disappear into the darkness. "Okay," he said to himself, pulling away from a bush he'd been investigating that smelled sweet, earthy, and... somewhat fishy?
Maybe that last bit was just his stomach still lusting over the perch on the fresh-kill pile that morning he hadn't been quick enough to snatch.
He wandered closer to the crevasse--a narrow shadow, like a dark thorn--and peered inside. More glowing fungi lit the space. It wasn't large and it didn't take Scarletdrift long to spot Icepath crouched in the dim light, her head dipped to the ground. The white tomcat shrugged and sat near the entrance, cleaning the dirt from the tufts of fur between his paws, content to stand guard while the healer did whatever spiritual thing she came here to do.
Was she talking to Bramblespots' ghost? Scarletdrift couldn't help but shiver at that, his fur prickling, wishing the sun was a bit higher in the sky or that they'd come earlier in the day so they didn't have to walk home in the dark. He wasn't scared of many things, but he didn't like ghosts: couldn't get your claws in 'em. Still, Icepath knew what she was doing, right?
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