I finally got back... I'm really sorry. OCs for RiverClan are OPEN for the next 2 weeks. I just need a name, rank and pelt, in the reviews or by PM. Reviews motivate me, so don't forget! :)
Sharpbreeze: I'm sorry I didn't reply to you earlier. I can PM you if you feel like making an account. I'm willing to make that promise. Thanks for reviewing.
Continuing from where we left off... Sorry if the line breaks are odd. I'm trying to work that out.
"This is the warriors' den," Sorrelstar declared. Willowkit glanced around, seeing all the nests and wondering how she would ever be able to remember all these cats' names.
"Oh- Feathernose!" The tortoiseshell leader padded over to a nest in the farthest corner, where Willowkit now saw a small, fluffy brown she-cat curled tightly in a ball. Her pale, fluffy fur blended perfectly with the crumbly, browning moss, which was why she hadn't noticed her before.
Sorrelstar shook the cat awake. She blinked, her pale blue eyes clouded, yet unusually bright. She groaned. "Hurts..."
Sorrelstar looked concerned. "Feathernose, you're burning up. Go see Birchnose."
Feathernose staggered to her paws and stumbled outside obediently.
"StarClan, please keep her well..." Sorrelstar murmured, beginning to pace distractedly.
"Feathernose is Sorrelstar's only kit," Smokethistle murmured. That explains it...
Sorrelstar shook her head roughly. "Anyway, let's be off!" she mewed brightly. The procession followed Sorrelstar out of the den and straight into another den, which was much smaller and cozier, but smelled faintly like old moss and stale dirt. Breezekit wrinkled his tiny black nose, but wisely kept his mouth shut. Two cats lay drowsily stretched out in their nests, eyes drooping and half-opened.
"This is the elders' den," Smokethistle mewed.
Sorrelstar padded over to the old cats and whispered something in their ears. They nodded, murmuring something back, and sat up, yawning in harmony.
The gray she-cat arched her back and shook with another yawn, then sat back down. "I'm Minttail," she rasped. "Nice to see some new young'uns around, eh, Eaglenose?"
The brown tabby tom stretched and cleared his throat with a raspy cough. "M'name's Eaglenose," he croaked. His voice, except for being somewhat scratchy, was surprisingly youthful and strong, and he spoke with confidence. His face was angular and hawkish, with dark, deep-set blue eyes. He looked familiar... Then something clicked. Could this be Thornwhisker's father?
Minttail gave Eaglenose an affectionate lick on the shoulder. "This young'un's got some lung problem, so he decided to retire to spend a bit of time with his ol' mate." She purred.
He nuzzled her affectionately, then broke off into a croaky cough. Minttail gently stroked his back with her tail soothingly.
"We'll give you some space," Sorrelstar mewed respectfully.
"Bye, Minttail! Bye, Eaglenose!" Willowkit squeaked, waving her stumpy tail as she left the den. As they padded across the clearing, Willowkit noticed Breezekit's head was beginning to droop. She was a bit tired too, she realized, but thought nothing of it. They entered another, slightly larger, den that only had two nest that appeared to be in use. The three other nests were old and dusty, and the ones that were used were small and sloppy.
"Whose den is this?" she wondered.
"This is the apprentices' den," Smokethistle replied. "Duskpaw and Falconpaw are probably out training, but you'll get to meet them later."
Smokethistle led the cats back outside and ushered them over to the only den they hadn't explored yet, the shaded cave beneath the overhang. "This is the medicine cat's den. We should be quiet, since Brichnose is very busy and has a lot on his paws right now," Sorrelstar explained.
They were about to enter when they were cut off by a lanky she-cat limping out of the den.
"Oh, my bad! Hey, Smoke. Nice to see you. I see you've brought your kits outside?" she mewed.
Willowkit looked up at the she-cat and startled. She was mostly white, with ginger paws and a smattering of orange speckles on her flank, but that wasn't hat was shocking. Her face was a brilliant explosion of orange fur, beginning at her nose and radiating outward until it faded to some ginger speckles on her forehead and ears. Could this be Sparkface? she wondered. The name fits-she chuckled to herself-and she's limping, like Sorrelstar mentioned earlier. Deciding that the best option was to just ask, the curious she-kit stepped forward.
"Are you Sparkface?" she asked bluntly.
"Really? How did you know?" she gasped in mock astonishment. "Wait... It wasn't my face, was it?" Sparkface purred.
Willowkit boldly nodded. "Yeah, er... Ma'am?"
"Oh, there's no need to call me ma'am. Sparkface'll do. Well, Sorrelstar, you probably don't want to bother Birchnose at the moment. He's got a lot on his paws... Feathernose's vomiting, Eaglenose's cough's acting up, and he needs to check on Berryleaf..." She trailed off. Sorrelstar had brushed roughly by her and into the den after her kit.
"Oh, StarClan, I forgot!" The ginger and white she-cat hurried after the leader.
"Well, kits, the big day's over. Time for a nap."
Breezekit didn't complain- he looked ready to fall asleep on his paws. Willowkit shared his mood. She was so exhausted, the thought of staying out any longer seemed horrifying. The two kits followed their mother into the nursery, careful not to wake Berryleaf and the kits, and fell into their nest.
Despite her exhaustion, Willowkit found herself awake long after Smokethistle's breathing had evened and her round amber eyes were shut tight. She wondered if Feathernose would be okay, she wondered if Sunkit, Hawkkit and Rosekit would open their eyes soon, she wondered when they could play outside again, she wondered when they could see the medicine den. But most of all, she wondered when she would become a warrior- it seemed like it would be hundreds of seasons before she would even be apprenticed. She'd heard of apprentices, stories she'd heard the queens tell, and she couldn't wait! Thinking of apprentices... Who would her mentor be? Maybe she'd get Sparkface... the deputy! That would be incredible! Mind whirling, she tried to settle down, and an amazing idea formed in her head as she slipped into sleep...
How was this? I think I did pretty well. I'm sorry you guys had to wait so long...
Question of the day... Who is your favorite character, and your favorite from the books?
My favorite character to write is probably Sorrelstar. She's so cheerful, and she leads the clan well. Being a young leader, she is a little mischievous, but always thinks clearly. She knows what's best for her clan.
My favorite from the books is... God this is hard... probably either Willowbreeze from Crookedstar's Promise or Tawnypelt.
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~Stormbreeze~
