jaybun! Mistleheart (
Spars Hazelpelt, and is glad that Foxkit is around +++)
Mistleheart stretched after she finished eating a mouse. It was skinny, but it still provided her with food. She felt like doing something fun to pass the time. Heavy was in the healer's den, and had greencough, and Mistleheart was very worried that she wouldn't make it, as she was getting older. The fluffy white-furred warrior noticed Hazelpelt close by, and walked to her as an idea popped in her head.
"
Hello Hazelpelt, would you like to spar me? It'll be fun!"
After Hazelpelt answered, Mistleheart meowed with a snark. "
Ok, I'm warning you that I will win, and you will have to search the elders for ticks!"
Mistleheart stood in her sparring position, ready to fight and have fun with Hazel. She made sure that she had her claws sheathed, she didn't want to injuries to the ginger brown she-cat. Mistleheart leapt from the ground, her paws outstretched and landed on Hazelpelt back. She then flipped her over, her back touching the ground, and revealed her belly. Then, Mistleheart drawn paws down her belly, mimicking her move against rogues and the badgers where she draws claws into their bellies.
Later on the spar, Mistleheart gently picked Hazelpelt's scruff with her jaws, and threw her some short distance away.
That is until Hazelpelt ran out of energy, and Mistleheart stood above her, her fluffy white fur shining in the weak leaf-bare sun. The spar was tiring Mistleheart out, and she panted as she tapped Hazelpelt's shoulder with her paw, ending the spar, and making Mistleheart the winner. Once Hazelpelt was on her paws again, Mistleheart looked into her eyes.
"
I won! Now you have to clear the elders' pelts for ticks!" Mistleheart teased Hazelpelt. "T
hat was fun! We should do it again to practice our warrior skills!"
After the spar, Mistleheart decided that she would visit the nursery to visit Foxkit and Whorlkit. Ruffling her fur from the effects of the battle, Mistleheart crawled into the nursery to see Foxkit running up to her, her fur bristling with excitement. Whorlkit was nearby, asleep. It was one of the times the ginger brown tom wasn't running around in the nursery. She decided to not wake him.
"
Good afternoon Foxkit, how are you?"
"
I'm great thank you!" She squeaked with pride "
Yay, a warrior come into the nursery! I wanna spend time with warriors!"
Mistleheart purred with delight. It was good to see Foxkit very happy, especially after one of her littermates, Blizzardkit was taken away by a hawk.
Foxkit have recovered very well from her sisters death!As Mistleheart spent time with Foxkit, talking about what it is like to be a warrior, she was very grateful that she was around. She couldn't bear to think of losing her as well, and how devastated Bubblingstar would be lose two of his kits. Foxkit was a special kit, and will grow up to be a great warrior, along with her brother Whorlkit. She could see them hunting together as siblings, and grown into warriors. Mistleheart heart's fluttered at the thought of mentoring one of them, having gained a second apprentice after she mentored Drizzlemimic. Though after a while, Mistleheart realized that she wouldn't want to mentor one of them, as other cats haven't have an apprentice; Drizzlemimic, Cinderdapple, Hayfeather, Pondspeckle and... her best friend Slatefoot. Yes... she wanted her best friend to experience the thrills of being a mentor by mentoring one of Bubblingstar's kits, and become deputy and leader one day, like in her dreams.
stormshade1 jaybun! Brownie Mistleheart (Has a conversation with Cinderdapple and loses the track of time +++, and border patrol with Frozenlaurel, Bubblingstar, and Pondspeckle)
The snow has finally stopped falling. It was the middle of leaf-bare, and while Mistleheart was still fed well, she was really cold. The white-furred woke up from a restless sleep in her nest and padded out of the warrior's den. She spotted Cinderdapple some foxlengths away, and padded up to her with a smile.
"
Good morning Cinderdapple, how are you today?" Mistleheart mewed to her with her fluffy tail high in the air.
"
I'm ok, Mistleheart" meowed back Cinderdapple. "
Just tired. It's really cold at the moment, so it was hard to fall asleep."
Mistleheart let out a purr to comfort the younger warrior "It's ok. I struggled to sleep too. Leaf-bare is the harshest seasons for all the Clans in the territories. PlumClan, BurdockClan, FlowerClan, and our Clan, YewClan."
"
I would like to spend time with you, if you don't mind Cinderdapple."
As Mistleheart and Cinderdapple spent time with each other, they lost track of the time. With a jolt, Mistleheart noticed that the sun has started to dip its position in the sky. It was past sunhigh, and Mistleheart had a border patrol to do for the deputy!
"
I'm really sorry Cinderdapple" Meowed Mistleheart "
but my patrol is starting really soon, we cannot talk for any longer!"
Cinderdapple purred with warmth. "
It's alright Mistleheart, I've got things to do in the camp anyways, see you later!"
Mistleheart purred back as she glanced back at the gray and white furred she-cat, her appearance highly resemblance her deceased uncle, Stemriver. Mistleheart trotted to the three cats waiting for her at the camp exit, the leader Bubblingstar, the warrior who she doesn't trust, Frozenlaurel, and a younger warrior, Pondspeckle. And they left the camp together.
As Mistleheart padded through the deep snow with the other patrolling cats to the border of YewClan, the weather got colder, and the clouds deeply thickened. Mistleheart shivered when it started snowing again. A few heartbeats later, the falling snow became heavier and heavier, until Mistleheart And the other warriors had to battle through the heavy snowfall to reach the border. The blizzard was battering into Mistleheart face, sharp, cold, and icy, and made it very hard to see where she was going!
"
Great StarClan!" yelled Mistleheart at the top of her lungs "
There is a blizzard! But we can't go back to camp, because the border needs to be checked!"
If we don't mark the borders, the other Clans could use the weak border scents as a good opportunity to steal territory from YewClan!Suddenly, Mistleheart can barely make out cinnamin fur buried deep in the snow, a hole revealing the furry pelt. Her eyes widened, and her ears flattened.
"
Bubblingstar, Frozenlaurel, and Pondspeckle, there is cat buried in the snow! Lets rescue them and bring them back to camp, where it is warmer!"
Mistleheart and the other cats dug out the cat with their paws. Once out of the snow, Mistleheart quickly realized this cat was dead. Their eyes were clouded. She gazed at their terrified stare in their face for a few heartbeats and then spoke.
"
Poor cat.... Look like they died in the blizzard not long ago! Lets give them a proper warrior burial. Even if they weren't a Clan cat".
Mistleheart (Was seen sharing prey at the border with Hayfeather and a kittypet)
Mistleheart walked up to Hayfeather, who was waiting for her at the camp entrance. He asked her if she wanted to go hunting with him, which she agreed to. Mistleheart and Hayfeather headed into the forest, looking through the snow for signs of prey hibernating. Shovelling her nose in the snow, Mistleheart picked up the scent of a dormouse deep in the snow. Mistleheart put her head in snow, and grabbed the dormouse with her teeth. Then, she pulled it out of the snow, and broke its neck. Mistleheart and Hayfetaher had other successful catches, before Mistleheart scented a kittypet coming from the border.
"
Hayfeather, there is a kittypet in our territory!" Shouted Mistleheart with alarm "
Lets follow the scent and drive them out! They have no right to be in YewClan's territory!"
Mistleheart and Hayfeather followed the scent through the snowy bushes. The closer to the border Mistleheart got, the scent grew stronger. Until right at the border, Mistleheart and Hayfeather came across a starving ginger-furred kittypet!
"
H...hello... n...n...neeed fooood!" The starving kittypet croaked out.
OH NO! This kittypet is starving! What should we do?!Mistleheart stared at the kittypet, conflicted about what she should do. The Warrior Code said that prey caught cannot be shared with cats outside the Clan. But this cat was starving, and without their help, they would surely die! Eventually, Mistlehear turned to Hayfeather to ask for his opinion.
"
Should I share my dormouse with this cat, and take them in? I really don't want to break the Warrior Code... but... poor kittypet...." Mistleheart mewed softly at Hayfeather.
After Mistleheart got a reply from the gray-furred tabby warrior hunting with her, Mistleheart swallowed as she passed her dormouse to the kittypet.
Please forgive me StarClan, this kittypet is starving! I can't bear for them to die!"
O.. oh how can I thank you!" The kittypet croaked after eating. "
I can't j...join your Clan though. I g...got lost and I know my Housefolks will be worried about me! C...can you escort me back home instead? I c...can offer you some of my biscuits!"
Mistleheart made a disgusted face at the thought of eating kittypet food.
"
Yes, we can take you home. But I'm sorry, we don't want your... biscuits as that is what you called it." Meowed Mistleheart, hiding her disgust at the thought of kittypet food.
Mistleheart padded into FlowerClan territory with Hayfeather to escort the kittypet home. She really wanted to get out of FlowerClan territory as quickly as possible, as the last thing she wanted for a FlowerClan patrol to see two YewClan cats 'invading' FlowerClan territory with a kittypet! Once the trio of cats reached the Twolegplace, Mistleheart said goodbye to the kittypet, as they can make their own way back to their Twoleg den.
As Mistleheart walked with Hayfeather home and carrying prey, Mistleheart prayed that StarClan doesn't take her breaking the Warrior Code badly, especially with a kittypet that could of died.
Whorlkit (
Is whining for more food, and complains when Stormmask won't let him hide in the healer's den.)
Whorlkit woke up from his nap in the nursery feeling hungry. He wanted to eat his mushed up fresh-kill made by Bubblingstar for him and Foxkit, but he wasn't here to give it to him. He wailed in the nursery, feeling his stomach growling with hunger.
What should I do?! I want dad back! I'm so hungry!After thinking, an idea popped in the small tom's head. He would head to the healer's den and hide in there, until one of the two healers find him in there. Then, he would complain of his grumbling and ask them to mush up fresh kill for him, so he can eat. Whorlkit watched at the entrance of the nursery and waited until the coast was clear before scrambling out of the nursery.
Whorlkit didn't bother to take in the sights outside, and headed straight for the nursery. Once inside, bitter smell wafted into Whorlkit's nose, and he noticed that it came from the stacks of herbs piled neatly some foxlengths away.
Eww! What is that?!Whorlkit turned his head the other way and saw a multicolored she-cat that he didn't really know, Heavy, asleep in her nest and wheezing as she slept.
Is she okay?!Whorlkit decided to lay down far away from the herbs, what he thinks is gross, and something told him to stay away from Heavy. Something wasn't right.
Trying to ignore his grumbling belly, Whorlkit put his tail on his nose and waited... for a cat to walk into the healer's den. After a few heartbeats, the tiny ginger brown tom heard pawsteps approaching the healer's den.
The more senior healer, Stormmask appeared inside.
"
I'm sooo hungry and dad isn't here!" Complained Whorkit "
Can you make me some fresh-kill mush? "
When Stormmask asked him what he was doing in the healer's den, Whorlkit whimpered.
"
Can't you see I'm hungry?! You are a healer, heal me with food! Why can't I hide in the healer's den when I need healing?!"
OOC: Yes, I know that I'm roleplaying with dewbranch's cats, but they have been away for a week, so we are allowed to NPC them until they return