“I wouldn't call myself lonely. There is always someone around whether it was a single chirping bird or the feeling that StarClan with you. They are my company most of the time. I don't feel lonely when I know that someone at least care for me.” - Peonypath to Caneclatter.
Physical Description[]
A tiny, absolutely thick-long-furred reddish-pink cat classic tabby, with a puffy fur the mostly surrounding her chest, tail, and legs. She is chubby, plump, and rounded in general. Her stripes are wide and thick in a unique pattern she mostly inherited from her father's patterns. She also has some rounded ears, with some golden tufts coming from the inside. Peonypath also has a genetic mutation that gives her a curled tail that resembles a Shiba Inu tail known as ringtail. Peonypath's eyes are large and rounded, their colors are bright parrot-green. Peonypath tucks a white zinnia flower behind her ear left ear. Peonypath's fur is rather has a spiky appearance despite being extremely soft. Peonypath looks like a short-legged munchkin which is incorrect, it is actually only the thickness of her fur, especially around the chest and belly, that hid some of her legs. She has some tufts of her on her legs, long enough to be dragged on the ground.
Also, as she started to grow up, her muzzle started to slowly becoming gray and wrinkles showing under her eyes which will become more visible as she ages more.
Other Notes:
- Peonypath was designed by @AppleIAm on Scratch.
- Peonypath has a golden muzzle, chest, underbelly, and paws, which genetically supposed to be white, but due to the strength of white, golden is replaced, though treated as white.
- Peonypath's both sides are symmetrical.
Personality[]
Peonypath is rather an omnivert she-cat (+), despite her being socially confident and enjoy talking to other cats, (+) she is actually lacking confidence from the inside when it comes to skills or other stuff. She doesn't show her skills to anyone except her mentor due to her fear of being judged by others (-), she also feels drained when talking to cats for too long and would like some time for herself to enjoy nature (=). She would claim knowledge in stuff she doesn't know about just to prove herself thoughtlessly (-), despite all of that Peonypath is a well-organized and neat character in general, but when she isn't in the best mood. Peonypath would easily neglect her own self-care and the appearance of her (=). Peonypath has a huge fondness for nature, and she would spend hours staring at the sky or sits next to Thunder Falls just to meditate and calm herself down (+). She is honest about her feelings most of the time, if she felt something wrong, she would speak what's in her mind, if she did not like someone, she would decline someone's love. But she wouldn't hesitate to lie if it was not the correct moment, as an example, if someone Peonypath did not love died, she would be relieved to his death, but not express it and pretend grief (+). she enjoys being stylish and proud of herself when it comes to external appearance (=). Peonypath tends to be really optimistic about the future and looking for more success and living a happy life (+). Whoever Peonypath doesn't really listen to others' opinions of her. She doesn't really care which does not really make her improve (-). She has that calm nature that makes her a good cat to vent to, she would listen to you whenever you want and make her best to help you with your situation (+). She can be slightly clingy to cats and could not stand the idea they will be gone one day (-). She doesn't really have a great sense of humor, she is unable to make jokes or laugh at them a lot (-), whoever she luckily can tell a joke from a serious talk in most times. She also can be a bit competitive toward other cats, whoever she is not hostile toward them at all and would play fairly (=). Peonypath can be a good teacher due to her understanding of other cats and patient soul, she isn't in a rush, whoever he lack experience could be an obstacle in front of her (=). Peonypath becomes unsure of herself quite often and questions her own actions a lot, she gets stressed so easily despite her best attempts to not show it at all (-). She is independent to the point she could cause hurt herself physically or mentally, despite the fact Peonypath loves helping others, she is afraid to ask them for help in return since she doesn't like to look weak or unable to serve herself (-).
Skills and Weaknesses[]
- Swimming, Peonypath is excellent at swimming. This skill lowers her chances of drowning and increases the chances of catching a fish successfully in deep water. This skill is taught by Streaksnout.
- Fishing, Peonypath is fantastic and a professional when it comes to fishes. Training most of her apprenticeship how to fish granted her a successful mission to catch fish effortlessly. She rarely misses the opportunity to catch a fish. This skill is taught by Streaksnout.
- Herbal knowledge, Peonypath is horrible when it comes to herbal knowledge. Peonypath doesn't know any herbs or what they do. She also has poor knowledge of flowers and plants in general to the point she doesn't know how peonies look.
- Work in progress.
Life[]
Kithood[]
Peonykit stretched staring at the camp with half-closed eyes near the nursery entrance, focused on the fresh-pile with her sleepy eyes. She yawned, then walked wobbly to it, she took a little sigh, then gazed around, maybe her eye will catch sight of a cat nearby. She stretched again and gazed at the nursery with a hope to see one of her siblings. She wanted to play or do something entertaining, other than staying in the nursery doing nothing or playing that boring game called mossball. She struggled to climb a small rock that was kind of huge to her age, especially that she was smaller than usual cats, whoever a small rock isn't an obstacle. As she reached the top, she sat and puffed her neck fluff and groomed herself. Smokepaw limped grumpily over to the fresh-kill pile and snatched a squirrel off the top, spotting the kit and feeling jealous that the little kit had no worries, no duties, no cat hates her, nothing like that, Peonykit's right ear pricked as she noticed the tom, she read his expression before doing anything, she hesitated to talk to him since he seems to be in a bad mood, she flattened her ears and walked toward him slipping and falling on her head softly, she rolled toward him, feeling a little dizzy she stood up and stumbled on a piece of prey that was in the fresh-pile, she stood up again and made sure to not fall anymore, the innocent kit padded toward the tom with a peaceful expression on her face, she titled her and politely asked, hoping he would be nice to her, "Hello, I'm Peonykit, why do you seem grumpy? Did something bad happen today?", her tail was touching the ground and when she was trying to step back, she accidentally stepped on it and fell on her back, letting a tiny screech, all that she was doing today was being clumsy, she was feeling embarrassed so she looked away, her ears flattened. He stared at her with his icy gaze. "I didn't ask who you were now did I?" he said sharply. "And this is just how I am so if you don't like my personality you can go join the 'We hate Smokepaw' group'," he said flatly. "Mhmm! Though tough cats can be awesome as well. And what is a fan club anyways." She pointed out, then paused, "Oh, now you're going to snap at me again for asking you, huh, are you?" She jested, his words don't seem to affect her in any single way, she instead stuck her tongue out innocently. She thought, 'Grumpy cats can be one of the best types.', "What do you want, kit?" he asked frustratedly. "I don't have time for all your annoying questions.", "You said ' Group ' you're responsible for saying a weird word. I won't stop asking if you didn't reply." She bragged, puffing her fur, it wasn't the perfect day as she seems to fight with someone instead of making friends, but there is one important thing she did, meeting someone new. She gazed directly to his eyes waiting for an answer with a determined face, ready to keep bragging and asking him if he didn't reply. "Group means 'go away you annoyingly dumb kit and go find someone who cares to listen to you'. Now leave me alone" he growled. " NO. This is not the answer, I'm not leaving. " She huffed, walking in a circle around him, just to be annoying, Peonykit is known for being stubborn and asking the weirdest questions. Still with her determined face staring at him. Smokepaw got up and took his squirrel into his den. Peonykit huffed and chased after the older limping tom, still want an answer, she felt betrayed by her clanmates for just ignoring her, but she doesn't give it any attention, she is going to get an answer, from / him / no other cat. She sometimes stood in front of him as well. He shoved her gently out of the way with his paw, careful not to hurt her as he continued to sort his herbs and eat. She kept staring at him from a distance without getting tired of waiting, she had all the day to wait for an answer, but she had another question, she began to ask, "How do cats get honey when it's a liquid? Are there any shells that can be found nearby?" She had more questions, but two is enough for a grumpy medicine cat apprentice. He let out a low growl and grabbed her by her scruff, carrying her into the nursery and dropping her in her mom's nest forcefully. He stormed off back to his den. She opened her mouth and snatched his tail, she swang a little bit, then chased after him, looking if he is trying to bring her to the nursery again, she clung to his legs, her tail lashing in annoyance from the tom, but doesn't want to let go. "If you don't let go I'm going to feed you to the foxes and badgers," he growled. "Traitor!" She screeched, though she didn't pay any attention because he probably can't do that, "NO WAY I'M LETTING YOU GO!", She shouted, sticking her tongue at him, " Hmph! " She sighed and kept clinging to him. She was enjoying what she was doing though. "Fine. I'm going to go find some badgers. They'll love the taste of kit" he huffed as he limped out of the den, heading towards the forest. " YAY! FUN! " She screeched in both curiosity and happiness, was she lucky to go out with being caught, ignoring the fact Smokepaw wants to harm her, she finds it funny for some reason, she left him and escaped with curiously exploring the forest, at least she disappeared from his eyes. Smokepaw shrugged, happy that he finally got rid of her and he left her in the forest without caring what would happen to her. He limped back to camp, kit free. At least Peonykit got to enjoy the forest, she was squeaking around in excitement, trying to climb the trees, chase after grasshoppers, jumping in bushes, and sniffing the ground for the new scents. She caught the scent of Smokepaw, then gazed at him from a bush with dark emerald green eyes gazing at him from a distance. He limped away, relieved she was gone. Peonykit disappeared for a few hours, when she is back, she was healthy because she decided to not get herself in troubles, something in her mouth, she left it in front of his den, "Hey, Smokepaw! I'm back, I got a little gift for you," It was some shells for Smokepaw to put some herbs in them, " Some shells to store the herbs in them!" She purred, then left his den before he could say anything. His eyes widened slightly and he stuck his head out of his den "Hey kit? Thanks," he mumbled. She glanced back one last time to him and winked innocently toward him before rushing toward the nursery, as she got the answers for her questions as she thought deeply of the. She decided to disappear from in front of him before he gets mad again, she vanished into the nursery.
Peonykit stumbled around watching the camp silently, she had some questions in her mind that need an answer now, she searched around for the best cat, possibly not grumpy, she closed her eyes in deep thought thinking of a cat, oh yes! Rooktalon her father. She struggled walking around as she keeps tripping or bumping into things, "Daddy! I have a question for you, that I need an answer for." She shouted. Rooktalon glanced down at her, a smile coming to his face. "Peonykit?" He asked warmly, pulling her into an embrace. The two of them were both extremely fluffy- a trait many of his kits had picked up, he thought with amusement. "What is it? Did something happen?", "Kind of, I was wondering... Are all medicine cat apprentices are grumpy?" She wondered, gazing at his eyes with determined since Smokepaw was acting grumpy and refused to answer her question(s) and ignored her as if she didn't exist. Which made her feel a little betrayed by her clanmates. Rooktalon tsked thoughtfully, tilting his head to one side. "You met Smokepaw, hmm? No, I don't think all of them are that grumpy, but a lot of them are. Not sure why. Maybe spending all day locked up with a bunch of plants does something to their heads.". " He tried to feed me to a badger! And took me outside, I left and had so much fun outside playing in the forest when he just left! I think he is cool. " She squeaked in excitement, " And I want him to take me out again every day, there is so much to explore in the forest and I did a lot alone. " She burst chit-chatting about her day with confidence and determination. Her fur dancing softly in the calm breezes. Rooktalon's eyes widened. "He did what? You aren't supposed to go outside! Especially not alone..." In his head, he was already planning to give Smokepaw a stern talking to. Starclan, what was that apprentice thinking? "I'm glad you had fun, but you could've gotten hurt. " But... It was a lot of fun that I can't miss! " She protested, bouncing up and down, " Will you take me one day outside? I'm too excited to go there and I want to visit the forest every day!" She exclaimed innocently. "One day, tsvitochik," Rooktalon agreed, grinning and he flicked hee with his tail, "I will take you outside. When you are an apprentice, alright? You're too small to be safe out there right now.". "Awww! But wait until becoming an apprentice is too long! Can I get apprenticed earlier? Oh, also about tsvitochik? What does it mean?" The curious kit began to ask questions again like always with determination in her eyes, even that she pronounced tsvitochik wrong.
Peonykit was wandering in the camp, slightly curious about what's going on, she rolled a little in a pile of leaves nearby and puffed her fluffy fur to scatter all the stucked leaves, she laid down for a while, before noticing Duckblaze, she felt determined to know who was that cat and hurried toward it. Duckblaze looked over from her spot outside the medicine cat’s den and smiled slightly, seeing the kit. Peonykit grinned at her and decided to visit her in her den, she stumbled inside and fell as she usually does, she giggled and puffed her fur to remove anything stuck on her fur, "I'm Peonykit!" She squeaked curiously to the she-cat, realizing she was in the den where Smokepaw is hoping he won't find her and snap at her again. Duckblaze's eyes softened, “Hello Peonykit! I’m Duckblaze.” She purred. " U..... I ..have a question...! Two. " She squeaked, then she sat down peacefully staring at the older she-cat in front of her, " Oh, I forgot, nice to meet you!" She responded, with innocent eyes, "I usually have many questions!" whispered to herself. “That’s alright.” Duckblaze purred, “I’ll be happy to answer.” "Do you think that Smokepaw would feed me to badgers? And how do you store honey since it's a liquid and how to get it without bee stings?" Peonykit started to ask, then stopped, "Did I just ask a third question? Oh, this is the fourth!" She began to talk to herself. Duckblaze chuckled, “well, Smokepaw doesn’t hate anybody more than he hates me and he hasn’t fed me to badgers yet so no. He wouldn’t. I don’t just take the honey, I take some of the honeycombs with it and store it in a beech leaf. And I do get bee stings most of the time.”. "Oooo! Can you just use shells to store honey in them? Oh and about Smokepaw, he took me outside of the camp, it was exciting to go outside for the first time, I had a lot of fun! Also... Are bee stings are painful?" Peonykit squeaked with curiosity. A look of worry flashed across her Duckblaze's face but was quickly gone. “I don’t like using shells. They remind me of being in Riverclan. And yes, most bee stings hurt.”. "What's RiverClan? Is it another clan? How does it look like?" She didn't notice her worry that showed one Duckblaze's face, she seemed to be more likely excited and curious, a new clan, that seems awesome, "Do they live near a river?". Duckblaze nodded, “It’s very beautiful. But it doesn’t have much shade. They live next to a couple of rivers.”. "Woah! Can they swim? Do they hunt fish? How does fish taste like? Can you see your reflection in the water?" Peonykit squeaked with her questions that seem endless with determination and interest in her eyes. “Yes to all of your questions besides what do fish taste like. Fish are my favorite prey. They’re amazing. Better than mice and... squirrels...” Duckblaze shuddered. "Do you still eat fish, or no since you're not in RiverClan anymore? I want to see all these rivers! They seem very interesting. And I want to taste fish since they seem to be tasty!" Peonykit meowed, " Oh, are they friendly?". “Riverclan cats are quite friendly, yes. I do eat fish.” Duckblaze said.
Peonykit was grooming her puffy tail on a little rock while staring around carefully, she puffed her fur and licked it until it's neat, she fluffed it and walked around the camp calmly, she sat down beside the apprentice's den without realizing and curled her tail around her body. Songpaw slid from the Apprentice's den and narrowed her eyes at Peonykit. "Oh, hey, I'm Peonykit!" She squeaked like any kit, she looked at her with her innocent puppy eyes, totally ignoring her narrowed eyes, she was grinning peacefully as nothing happened, because she knows anything that bothers Songpaw is not from her responsibilities. Songpaw lashed her tail. "I don't care, but ok.", "You do, I'm your clanmate-" She pointed out, squeezing her eyes, she didn't know why all of her clanmates are grumpy and they never paid attention to her or the single small things around them, " If you had a bad day that doesn't mean you throw your anger on others who didn't do anything to you. " She snapped at her, lashing her tail in annoyance. Songpaw glanced her the kit. "Here's the thing, I'm not having a bad day." She flashed a tiny smile, curling her claws into the dirt. "Now leave me alone, kit.". "Then you're probably those edgy teens who don't deserve my precious time. " She meowed shrugging, before walking away raising her head high neatly puffing her fur a little amused, then grooming her already clean pelt a little bit.
( All the roelplays above are non-canon. )
The Fancy Birthday
Reddream padded into the nursery, feeling horrible pains in her abdomen. She trudged through the mazes of nests, until she reached hers, and fell screaming from pain. Peonykit who was impatient from all the waiting was kicking silently waiting to be born. Tigerspark had just meant to visit his daughter when he heard her. He dropped his mouse and ran over. "Is it the kits?" He asked worried Reddream let out a hiss about Peonykit. She screeched, "AAAAAAAAA YES WHY THEY HURT SO MUCH IT DIDNT HURT THIS MUCH LAST TIME AHHHHH", Tigerspark took a few seconds to snatch some moss and twigs that are very convenient. He sat by her side and licked her forehead. "Everything is ok." Peonykit was so furious inside. She wanted to get out quicker, though she is going to be the last to be born. He stoked his tail over his daughter's body, hoping to calm the to-be-born babies. Rooktalon rushed over to her, fur prickling. "Reddream?" he mewed, concerned. "AAAAA ARE YOU SURE-" Reddream said to Tigerspark before yowling to Rooktalon, "The KitS aRe COmiNg", "Yes. Of course! I'm here for you." Tiger spark said. He couldn't think of her as his kit at the moment. Just as a patient. "Okay, okay," Rooktalon lapped at her forehead briefly. "I'll be right here, it's okay.", "O-okay-" She growled out, sinking her claws into the moss. A few moments later, Ivykit was born. Peonykit was still mad at her mother and kicking. Reddream hissed yelling for her to stop kicking, though Peonykit can't hear her anyway. "You're doing great." He muttered, licking Ivykit's face. Rooktalon glanced around for a stick for Reddream to bite down on, found one, and placed it in front of her. She tried to smile. "H-he's beau- AGHHHHH" Then soon, soon later Cricketkit was born. Reddream took the stick that Rooktalon brought. "A she-kit." Tigerspark placed Ivykit by her belly, licking Cricket's face. Ivykit mewed, flinching at Tigerspark's touch. The small tortoiseshell she-kit crawled towards her mother, looking for warmth. Peonykit or unnamed kit was upset for being the last. The she-kit, also known as Cricketkit sneezed, surprised by the strange tom. Reddream smiled weakly at the she-kit. "Come he..... AGHHH- dear.." Rooktalon smiled, leaning down to lap at Ivykit and Cricketkit. "Are there any more?" ."One more. A big one." Tigerspark said. The she-kit (Cricketkit) crawled towards the tom, still a bit unsure of what's happening. "Hey," He mewed warmly. "You're safe. I'm Tigerspark, your Grandfather." Rooktalon scooted closer to her, nearly trembling with anxious excitement. The she-kit, Cricketkit, laid her head on the tom's paw. Ivykit yawned, tiny fangs glinting in the green nursery light. His hurried breathing stilled, and he fell asleep next to his mother. He rested his tail on that kit and purred at this kit, waiting for the angry kit to be born. The angry kit is still upset, but can't do anything about it, but wait. The she-kit, Cricketkit, yawned, soon falling asleep. Reddream munched on the stick. Soon, Peonykit was born. The completely wet she-kit, that looks quite a bit like her mother with short furred legs and a big rounded belly and cheeks wiggled around and let out a big gasp and squeaked still kicking, not realizing she is already born, she curled around herself and just noticed. "You're done." He touched his nose to Reddream's head. Reddream began to lick the chubby she-kit. “You're rowdy aren’t you.” She commented, turning back to her. “ It hurts so much- but they’re.. all alive.” She commented again. Rooktalon looked up at Reddream, eyes warm. "Can we name this one Ivykit?" he asked, pointing to the oldest one. "After... After Ivybranch." The kit tried to move around become the center of the attention, it kind of seems like she is nodding, she let out a squeak as she touched her mother's tail in terror. That's something new, she tried to touch it again carefully, she was still blind, she wanted to open her eye, but was a little too weak to open it yet. "That one's tail is a little twisted... She's also small..." He motioned to Cricket. “ Can we name the red and yellow one... Peony? She looks awfully like one, with her red fur and stripes!” She remarked, licking the kit on the forehead. "O-oh, and yea-..” Her voice lowered. She remembered the ShadowClan deputy, although she didn’t meet them, she felt a bit sad for them. “ Maybe... Cricketkit for her?”. He nodded. "Ivykit, Peonykit, and... Cricketkit?" It was the first name that came to him, but he liked the way it sounded. The she-kit, now Cricketkit, squeaked in response. "Cricketkit...That's cute. Peonykit...and Ivykit..." Tigerspark was crying. “ Yeah! C-cricket..” She rasped weakly. Cricketkit nudged her grandfather's paw. She opened her mouth to speak but only a rasp came out. Peonykit was finally calm, she was snoring softly on her mother's tail her face turning to her grandfather's, curling her tail around herself, and slowly fidgeting while sleeping peacefully. Ferncoat walked in "I HAVE-!" She noticed the kits setting down the prey she asked, "what are their names?", “ Hello, Ferncoat!” Reddream mewed. “ Their names are Peonykit-“ She gestured towards the red tabby, “ Ivykit “ She gestured towards the brown tom, “ and Cricketkit.” She pointed to the tortie. "Those are beautiful names." Ferncoat purred. “Thank you! If you wish, you may play with them.” She smiled warmly. Cricketkit squeaked, huddling against her mother. "No, it's fine. I brought some fresh-kill" Said Ferncoat. “Thank you!” She squeaked. She licked the Cricketkit's head. “ Shh ... sh..”, "You're welcome." Ferncoat said. “You are very kind, Ferncoat.” She meowed with a weak smile.
Peonykit grew up and soon managed to leave the nursery on her own, it was about the end of green-leaf when she was born. She interacted with her siblings Cricketkit and Ivykit, despite Cricketkit wasn’t always fun since she gets scared very easily, it wasn’t that fun. She mostly has a really hard time sleeping at night due that she takes a lot of snoozes in the morning.
She met a she-kit named Birdkit, they had a little chat, Peonykit pointed about how to make a flower crown and Birdkit showed her how then went outside of the camp, really close to it, they collected some ferns, flowers, and weaved them together, it was a lot of fun, Peonykit asked why cats need to put them in their hair when you can hang it in your tail
She also met Perchkit, an energetic tom, they play a lot and got along well.
She interacted with a tabico tom called Streaksnout, he is in her opinion a cool cat she liked his company, she tried to eat a mouse when she was too young to eat, he stopped her saying they shouldn’t waste prey and when they older than will find fat prey waiting for them. She pounced on his tail, accidentally hurt him, so she was softer next time, she told him about how she hates fighting and injuring other cats, he suggested being a medicine cat, but she stated she doesn’t want to be around herbs all the time because Smokestorm seems like a rude offensive cat. She thinks that herbs caused the tom to be grumpy, he told her about the story of Tree, a SkyClan cat, she showed huge interest and learned a lot of new stuff, though she was kind of sad that SkyClan isn’t there any longer, in the end, he told her that Tree and Violetshine were mates and had kits, then a question popped in her mind, “Where do kit come from?” Streaksnout felt uncomfortable about this topic, he seemed sheepish, in the end, after stuttering, he told her to ask her mother Reddream. She padded off to the nursery.
Peonykit went to the nursery where Reddream was sleeping in her nest, she shouted searching for her, when she found her she climbed her and shouted at her, she woke up, then Peonykit asked her about where kits come from, Reddream replied that kits happen when a tom and a she-cat loves each other and wants to have kits if the cats’ were both the same gender they can find a surrogate. Peonykit asked if a she-cat wanted to have kits, but the tom doesn’t could they have kits, but Reddream replied with no. Peonykit told her that Dayrise said that kits come from her stomach so she asked if that’s true and how kits come into her stomach, she said they are created in the womb, Peonykit left to check on Streaksnout.
Peonykit was laying outside of the nursery watching other clanmates walking around the camp, she was feeling a little bored of doing nothing other than watching. She yawned. Splashpaw was pacing back and forth looking angry nearby. //Who does he think he is? Threatening my best friend, killing Streamleap!// Splashpaw let out a hiss. Peonykit stared at him from a distance, doesn't want to take a risk to talk to a cat that seems snappy, she just curled her tail around her body and studied him. Peonykit stared at him from a distance, doesn't want to take a risk to talk to a cat that seems snappy, she just curled her tail around her body and studied him. Splashpaw noticed the kit and forced himself to calm down his fur lying flat. "Hello."
"Greetings." She answered very calmly, cautious at the beginning, then she warmed a little, "Who are you?", she sat down, her tail is still curled around her body. "I'm Splashpaw." He said tail flicking back and forth his claws digging into the ground Splashpaw did his best not to seem agitated but his best wasn't very good. "I'm Peonykit. Nice to meet you." The she-kit meowed politely, feeling more secure to talk to the tom, even though she could tell that there is something wrong, though she decided to not get into someone's business and ask. "Who are your parents?". "Well... Is that a question you ask someone in the first meeting? Anyways, Reddream, and Rooktalon." The little kit squeezed her eyes suspiciously about the tom's question and replied.
"Ok, we have so many kits in camp I keep thinking some of them are siblings when they aren't," Splashpaw said sheathing his claws. "Hmm... Who do you think were my siblings then?" The she-kit raised her eyebrow, thinking about the kits though it's kind of silly in her opinion cause they have different sizes and Dayrise's kits are different colors. "Errr, Lakekit, and Ivykit?" Splashpaw said sounding very very unsure of his guess. She sighed, "Ivykit was correct, but not Lakekit. Lakekit and Fallkit are Darkglow and Dayrise's kits, my siblings are Cricketkit and Ivykit, Perchkit Spiderkit, and Birdkit are Gorseburn's.". "Ok, it went from there being around three kits in the nursery to eight kits in the nursery."."And possibly for a higher or a lower the number at any moment~" Peonykit squeaked, licking her paw, thinking about his choices. "When I was a kit, it went from there being three litters of kits in the nursery to there being four litters, one litter of three, to litters of four, then a litter of two."
Ivykit was trotting around camp excitedly, eyes shimmering with pure joy. "I'm one moon old today~" He sung to himself, bouncing over to the nursery. Peonykit was walking around the nursery daydreaming, without noticing Ivykit, she bumped into him, she rolled away and squeaked, "Sorry. Are you alright?" A worried expression was on her little face that was kind of hidden with her long fur.
"Ah!" Ivykit tumbled out of the nursery, landing on a pile of old moss that had been recently removed from the den. "Oof... Yeah, I'm okay." He said, staggering to his feet. "Are you?". "I'm doing well. I didn't get hurt. Sorry I was lost in thought. I didn't see you." Peonykit sighed, "I feel it's been cold lately. More than the last moon though... Have you noticed?" She sat down next to Ivykit and stared at the sky, she could see some leaves dancing in the wind. "Yeah, it's gotten chillier... And the leaves are changing colors, aren't they? I think I heard one of the warriors mention 'leaf-fall.' I wonder what's causing it?" Ivykit asked. He still hadn't grasped the concept of 'seasons.'
Rooktalon strode into camp, carrying a mouse in his jaws. He was humming to himself, and he had a smile on his face. Peonykit was chilling around as she noticed her father without thinking she rushed toward him, "Greetings~" The reddish-pink she-kit shouted from a distance. She stared at the mouse in his mouth silently. "Woah!" He said, laughing and accidentally dropping the mouse. But he didn't seem to mind. He knelt so he could look her in the eyes. "Hey, Peonykit. How are you?". "Doing pretty much well. But... Is it me or is the temperature changed slightly?" The little kit squeaked, "Anyways! How about you? Did you catch something?" Though, clearly, there is a mouse right in front of her eyes. "I did indeed." Rooktalon smiled and nodded down at his mouse. It was fairly small, but so was most prey in the middle of leaf-bare. "It practically threw itself at me." ."So, is it like the mouse wanted to die?" Peonykit asked, staring at the tom curiously. Her ruffled fur was dancing in the wind, "Why are most prey small in leaf-fall?" Then she glanced at a pile of leaves before getting distracted and pounce in the middle of it.
Forestseeker was ready for a mate. she was already 42 moons old! She was halfway through being a warrior. She sighed. She barely even knew anyone! Her only friends were Lilacstem and Ferncoat. She wanted a family, she wanted to take care of someone young. She wanted to have more friends. But when was someone going to notice her? She sighed again. She shook her head and padded towards the fresh-kill pile. There was a little young reddish long-haired kit crouching down not too far from Forestseeker, her gaze was focused on the she-cat's tail, she showed interest to play, she tried to creep closer, waiting for Forestseeker to look away, so she can pounce on her tail easily, she tried to hide behind a little rock that was obviously smaller than her. Forestseeker noticed the little kit, but decided to stay quiet she turned away, flicking her tail purposefully, waiting for the tiny teeth and claws to attack. She let out a malicious smile, before rushing toward the she-cat's tail and quickly pounce on it, she made sure that her claws are sheathed and she is not going to harm the older warrior, she sank her mouth into the she-cat's fur, she remembered how last time she hurt Streaksnout and didn't want to do it again. Forestseekeswirleded around, a giggle erupting from her, and she smiled. "w=Why, hello," she giggled. "what are you doing with my tail?" she pulled her tail away. her teeth had not hurt, but it did break her skin. a tiny trickle of blood came out, and she winced. "Uh... Telling your tail it's good?" The little kit squeaked, in total innocent, as she noticed that she winced, she questioned her, "Did I hurt you?" Then she padded to her tail, climbing Forestseeker to get a better view of her tail, "Oh no! It's bleeding!" She let out a guilty wail. "I'm pretty sorry about it.". "Oh, it's fine. it doesn't hurt too much." she reassured. "anyways, you would make a pretty good warrior—even if you still attack tails!" she added with a giggle. "But... What if I didn't want to fight? Do I have to fight?" Peonykit complained, "Fighting is unnecessary most of the time~" She sighed, crouching down and getting off the she-cat, shaking her fur, she sat down next to her, "I'm sorry for hurting you again. Pretty sorry.". Forestseeker smiled and licked the kit's head. "well, there's more than one way to serve your clan. maybe you'll do good as a medicine cat, you never know. "But... I don't really want to be Smokepaw's apprentice, he seems grumpy all the time, I can hear him snapping at other cats for visiting him." She complained about the tom with a sigh, she wasn't pretty much happy about the lick so she licked her paw wiping her head. Forestseeker frowned. "well then what would want to do, if you don't want to fight, or be Smokepaw's apprentice? You can't do anything if you can't do those. She sighed, shaking her head. when I was a kid, I was always eager to be a warrior. I guess I was just destined for it. maybe you just have to wait a little longer to find your place in the clan." she said wisely. I am 42 moons old, you know. I've already finished half my warrior rank. I just want a mate and kits. you'll understand when you are older." she nodded, waiting for her response. "Streaksnout told me about a rank in SkyClan called ' Mediator' and Leafstar made it, which means a leader can make a rank if needed. Well... I need to wait when I'm older, possibly I could change my mind anyway, but if I need to make things clear. A medicine cat doesn't seem like an interesting rank." Said Peonykit. She sighed. "I guess so. well, have you eaten yet? its''' around sunhigh.", Blazeridge got out of the warrior's den to see Peonykit and Forestseeker talking. Forestseeker and Blazeridge start talking, Peonykit snuck away, leaving the two warriors alone.
Peonykit was staring around, she was feeling a little bit too much bubbly and friendly, she noticed a black tom in a distance, she approached him carefully, with a big grin on her face, "Oh, hello!" Her grin was still on her face. Spiderkit looked up at her, slightly startled. "H-hello?" he mewed, not being anywhere near as bubbly as she was. He stared at the pinkish-orange she-kit, and then mewed, "Wh-what's your name? My...mine is Spiderkit.". She studied his personality for a moment, she said gently, "I'm Peonykit! Nice to meet you" She babbled, squeaking in unreasonable happiness, "That's the first time I meet you, right? Glad to know you." Then she approached him and sat in a distance to give him his own space. "Y-yeah! This is the first time." he mewed, not knowing what to say next. He looked downward at the fluffy kitten and started to relax a bit. She seemed friendly enough to stand, although talkative. "So... Even that sounds weird, but would you like to play?" She bubbled, getting up with that silly grin on her face, shaking her fluffy fur as some leaves hit her while getting blown by the wind. "Sure! What game?" he asked, perking up a little. "Possibly, collecting as many as possible leaves in a pile and guard them against being blown by the wind?" Suggested Peonykit, getting inspired by the leaves flying by, it was windy today so it would be challenging and pretty much fun. "Sounds great!" he said, as he tried to bite a leaf that blew past his nose. She searched around for leaves, she went to near a tree she often sits under, gathering the leaves that were scattered on the ground, she came to him with a bunch of leaves in her mouth, "Did you find some?" Said Peonykit, muffled. Spiderkit had run around the camp, picking up any leaves he could find. Once he'd returned, he mewed, through leaves, "mure mid!". She put the leaves in one pile, waiting for the upcoming wind blow, she put some rocks around it, trying to prevent it from flying, "Ready?" She squeaked, she could see the wind blowing some leaves in a distance, "It must be coming at any moment now!". "Ready!" he mewed, as he put his down too. He crouched, ready to spring when they start to fly. She crouched down ready to jump at any flying leaf, the wind started to blow them away, many leaves scattered around. Peonykit managed to catch two, whoever several flew away, one stucked under her paw. He leaped when the wind came, and tried to use his torso to keep the leaves in place. She beamed, got distracted for a little while when several leaves flew away, she tried to chase after them catching only two, "The wind is so fast and strong." She said panting, not giving up, and trying to use her fluffy fur to stop them from flying.
Peonykit hurried toward Streaksnout who was eating something in the fresh-pile, she told him that she got the answer, he coughed, his face was sheepish, she told him all what Reddream told her, he coughed several times, he was impressed that the she-cat knew a lot, Peonykit felt worried since the tom coughs a lot and asked him if he is sick and he needs to visit Smokestorm, though Streaksnout wasn’t the happiest about visiting Smokestorm, since didn’t have a really good start with him, Peonykit supported the tom and said she could help them and they can go together.
Thrushperch was bouncing around camp. Peonykit raised an eyebrow staring at him from a distance bouncing around, it was weird, because adults do not usually do that, but she joined him instead and bounced with him around. Thrushperch bounced around and bumped into Peonykit. He noticed her bouncing and smiled. She smiled back at him, then decided to roll on the ground, because why not? "Why are you bouncing?". "I'm bouncing because I'm happy," mewed Thrushperch. "Hmm... Do mature cats often bounce when they are happy? I haven't seen a lot of cats bounce." Giggled Peonykit, shaking her fur. “Nope! It seems like I'm the only one in ThunderClan that does," said Thrushperch. He started bouncing around again. "I have a lot of energy for a 50 moons old cat.". “Does that consider old I'm only 2 moons! " She squeaked, crouching down and stretching.
Peonykit emerged from a bush that was near the corner of the camp, crouching down, letting out a small cough, she pounced on a little pebble, tapping on it softly with her paw, before pouncing away, watching the warrior's and apprentice's den from a distant, next to the fresh-pile. The wind was ruffling her fur, she sneezed as a leaf tickled her nose. She tried to catch it, but sadly it flew away, she sighed watching it flies. Rabbitfoot was sitting near the fresh-kill pile, not picking out anything. He had no appetite lately and knew this was bad. But he couldn't eat anything without it sitting in his stomach like a dull rock. He looked up and caught sight of Peonykit. Peonykit noticed the tom and hurried toward him, "Oh hello there, I'm Peonykit. Nice to meet you." Babbled Peonykit, she was in front of him with her innocent grin, "Aren't you go and eat?" She shrugged. Then sat next to him. "Hm?" The kit caught Rabbitfoot by surprise. "I- uh.." He shook his head slightly and looked down at Peonykit. "Yes, hi. I-I'm Rabbitfoot... N-Nice to meet you, Peonykit." He looked at the fresh-kill pile and let out a sigh. "I'm not hungry right now. Haven't been hungry for a while now actually.". "Well... How long? You don't really seem okay..." She squeaked, raising her eyebrow, the tom seemed to be sad, "Did anything happen lately?" She titled her head gazing at the tom's eyes trying to study them quietly. Eyes for sure can tell a lot. His she’s lost their usual spark and were dull. Grief was practically radiating off of him as he sighed, trying to think of answers to Peonykit’s questions. “Well,” he murmured. “About two days so far. I mean, I do force myself to eat, but I’m just not hungry..” He looked at the innocent kit. She probably didn’t even know what death was. Shaking his head, he said nothing to answer her last question. She could see the sadness in his eyes, she opened her mouth to speak but didn't know what to say, in the end, she meowed, "Is there something bugging you? I could sense the sadness in your eyes. Oh and you didn't answer the last question, if it's fine." She was too innocent to really understand that he misses other cats and they are gone.
Perchkit was sitting in the nursery grooming. Peonykit was chilling outside chasing after some flying leaves all around the camp. Perchkit heard squeals and he charged out of the nursery and saw her. "Mind if I join?" He asked the pretty she-kit. "Of course you can join!" She simply replied, watching a leaf carefully, before leaping after it. Perchkit followed seeing another leaf and hurling after it. "This is fun!" He exclaimed caching the leaf. "Pretty much!" She grinned, catching one with her mouth, in her mind she thought, 'Is it the first time he knows it's fun? Bruh! '. Perchkit saw her look and said. "I mean I've never played this with someone else before. Before you were born I had barely any playmates cause half the time I couldn't even find my siblings, now the nursery is crawling with kits!" Perchkit said. She just blinked several times blankly, ' Now... Is he reading my mind? ' Thought Peonykit, "There are more kits to play with now! Despite you can play with the apprentices or warriors." She purred. "Ya! Who is your favorite person to play with? Mine would probably be you." Perchkit said before letting go of his leaf. "Thank you!" Her face beamed, "I love playing with everyone. I played with Spiderkit as well, it was pretty fun!". "Ya Spiderkit is fun!" Perchkit said. "We played a game where we guard the leaves from flying by the wind!" She giggled. "Haha! That sounds fun." Perchkit said.
Flickerdash was sitting near the nursery fiddling with the leaf she put in her ear. Peonykit was watching the stranger silently, she crouched down and crept to get a better view of her. Flickerdash suddenly got the feeling she was being watched she looked around only seeing a flash of fur and decided it was her imagination.
The ball of fur crept closer investigating the she-cat, the little kit tripped on a rock rolling and falling in front of Flickerdash, she growled in frustration, getting up on her legs, she had that reddish fur that Flickerdash thought it was her imagination. “Heya!” She mewed seeing the kit, trying to hide her surprise “What brings you over here?” She asked. "Well... I'm supposed to ask you because you're next to the nursery where I'm supposed to be..." Huffed Peonykit, rolling her eyes, wiping the dust off her fur. “I’m over here because the sun is best this time of day.” She mewed. " Oh, really nice." She said, sitting next to her, feeling the sun rays, "How did you know that?". “I guess it’s because I love to sunbathe,” Said Flickerdash. "Very interesting..." She meowed, nodding. "Is it only at this time?" Said Peonykit memorizing this place and this part of the day.
Baykit had just opened his big, blue eyes. Wow, what a sight, except not really, he had no clue what this thing he was doing was called. He had no idea what anything was called. He just wanted to go back to sleep and stay with his mother. A reddish tortoiseshell she-kit was watching from a distance, it's a newborn kit that was born recently, she would rather just keep her own distance at first, possibly not to harm him as she was slightly bigger and stronger than him, her wide clueless eyes were full of wonder about this new kits, one of them, who is her father, since she could see Beechberry around, though she never met her or knew her name. He glanced at her and blinked. Why was she staring at him? He had no clue. He had no clue about anything, really. He made a squeaking sound in greeting, lifting his overly fluffy tail. The she-kit lied down on the ground, her head touching the soft moss around, she stretched a little bit, she heard his squeak, it was a squeak, she didn't really understand what he meant, she tried to study it in her own mind, then she let out a muffled quiet squeak, his tail was getting her attention, she liked pouncing on others' tails, but this was just a young kit, it would better to leave him. He tilted his head to the side. What was he supposed to do in an interaction like this? He didn't hear her squeak, since his ears were folded over, making it hard for him to hear anything. The little tom, small for even a young kit like him, shakily got to his paws. He found that it hurt to get up. Why did it hurt to get on his paws? He was so confused. Peonykit could catch a glimpse of him struggling, she hesitated to do anything, she winced trying to hide her sudden moving by getting up, she approached him a little, then crouched down, she made sure there is enough space between them, she wiggled her butt in excitement, she was kind of scared to get closer, she didn't know why. Is it because she didn't want to hurt him, she could see he is a little bit weaker than average cats, weaker than her sister Cricketkit. Her heart could sense it. He sat back down with a little noise, much like a squeak, but not quite. He cocked his head to the other side, it was almost like he was asking her what she was doing. She let out a soft a giggle watching him, "Greetings young one, I'm Peonykit." It was obvious what he was trying to say, but she ignored it, it would be hard for her to explain to a little kit, she licked her paws, glancing at him from time to time. She couldn't tell if the kit was comfortable when she is around, so she remained silent. He didn't know what she was saying. What were the noises coming out of her mouth? "Greetins young one, am Peonykit." He tried to repeat. He realized that he didn't like making those noises with his mouth. She chuckled a little bit with a muffled voice, staring at the tom, glad that the tom trying to say something, despite he just repeated what she said. She puffed her fur, then curled in a little ball, feeling a little tired of everything. Though she didn't want to sleep, she just blinked several times, then sighed and glanced back at Baykit. "Mama?" He said. His mind was wondering why she wasn't sleeping with her mother, but it sounded like he was asking if she was his mother. She giggled, the nursery was almost empty, most kits love to be outside, but Peonykit likes being inside, it's warmer and comfy, Reddream would likely be outside eating or doing something, she wanted to laugh so hard, she put her paw on her mouth to prevent it, "Your mama is outside I think."
"Mama outside." He repeated. What the heck did outside mean?!
"Outside?" He asked. She got up and pointed toward the nursery's entrance/exist, "That's outside, outside of the nursery, we're in the nursery." Then she sat in the middle of the nursery, " I'm now in the middle of the nursery." clarified Peonykit grinning at the tom, she tried her best to show him a gentle grin that showed how happy she was to meet him and talk to him. /hmm./ "Okay." He mewed, nodding his head. He laid down in his nest, head on his paws. It was hard to see them, since his floof was bigger than his paws! She thought, ' I admit, he is fluffy, better he won't get lost in his own fur.' She watched him for a distance a little bit, before going to her mother's nest and curling there all alone, she was the only one from her siblings snooze a lot so she often snuggles with a mossball. "Ponykit." He mewed, trying to practice her name. What was his name? Was it Peonykit too? The she-kit got up, " Huh, did someone call me?", realizing it was only Baykit, "Do you need something?" She squeaked, approaching him with a small smile on her face. "It's Peonykit.". "Peee-onykit?" He lifted his head. So when he called her name, she came? How strange! "I Peonykit?". "You're Baykit, I'm Peonykit." Said Peonykit, hoping she got his name right, she curled her tail around her body silently, licking it, she thought, ' I doubt his name is Peonykit, I must be the only cat here with this name!' He copied her and started licking his tail. Why? He had no clue. It was kind of weird for him to lick his tail! "Baykit." He repeated. "Yes, Baykit, your name is Baykit." She meowed, still grooming herself, "A name what is a cat called with." She squeaked, then she grabbed some feathers, pebbles, flowers, and moss from nearby and put them in front of Baykit, maybe they could do something with them. His eyes rounded and seemed to light up. The things that she put in front of him were so pretty. But…what were they called? He sat up and pointed to one of the flowers with his fluffy tail. "That?" " Oh, these are flowers." She meowed, pointing at colorful shapes with beautiful scents, " These are feathers." She giggled, grabbing one and tucking it next to Baykit's ear. " These are pebbles, they have many shapes and colors too!" They seemed harsh and most of them dark, but some have light colors as well, "And this is moss, you sleep on moss." She beamed. Baykit grinned as she put the feather behind his ear. Maybe it would make him pretty just like the flowers! "Flower!" He chirped happily, sniffing at them. Peonykit grabbed a little flower and tucked it next to her ear, "You can make flower crowns of them." Then she grabbed some ferns and flowers, white, blue, and purple. Then she weaved them together in the same way that Birdkit taught her. When she finished, she gave the little flower crown to Baykit which fits his head. He wanted to say something about the flower crown about how pretty it was, but he couldn't think of the word! He wanted to ask if it was pretty on him too. " You look beautiful. " She purred, motioning to him to follow her to the nearest puddle of water, she looked at her reflection and puffed her fur. "You can see yourself through the water's reflection.", then she took a few sips from it. Baykit got up and walked forward to follow her. He had no clue what she said, since everything was so quiet and she was far away, but he still wanted to follow her. On his way there, he tripped over a stick and fell with a loud yelp. She winced with a small scream, then hurried toward him, "Are you okay?" Then she tried to help him to stand up, she pulled the stick to avoid another kit trip with it. /Are you okay?/ What did that mean? Probably something about falling. The tomkit got to his paws with her help and rubbed his cheek. What was this feeling he was feeling on his face? Peonykit breathed in relief, he seemed okay, she grabbed the fallen flower crown from the ground and put it on Baykit's head. He smiled in "thanks" and slowly walked back to the nest. "Woah, seems very interesting, could you delay the time you need to be made an elder? Do you have to be an elder at 90 moons?" She asked. “I don’t think you have to retire. I certainly don’t want to retire. Going out fighting is better than laying in a den and dying in your sleep.”
Peonykit was curled in a little nest in the corner of the nursery, she was feeling a little weak, barely catching her breaths, she let out several coughs, before trying to warm her body with her tail, she caught the illness from interacting directly with sick Streaksnout, it was painful to be sick. Rooktalon was curled around her, trying to get her to sleep. When she coughed he lapped at her pelt comfortingly. "You'll be alright, Peonykit," he said softly. The promise was as much to himself as it was to her. "Why do cats..." She meowed, interrupted with a cough, "Gets sick...?!". She felt a little bit warm and safe between her father's paws, it was a peaceful night, she let out a soft yawn, except she has been coughing a lot and unable to sleep. "I... Don't really know. Sometimes they get it from other cats." He let out a soft sigh, resting his chin on his paws. "You must have gotten it from Streaksnout, I believe. But if you want to know more about sickness... Well, you should probably ask Smokestorm.". "Mhmm! I know, but why cats get sick in the first place?! Why when the weather is cold we get a fever or a cold? Why a cat coughs when they are sick in the first place? I just don't understand the logic of nature." She sighed, coughing several times after saying this without coughing once, she started to pant a little. Tired of everything, sometimes she wishes just to close her eyes and never feel everything, her throat was dry, it hurts, her body hurts.
Gingerbeak walked over to an overhanging tree and watched the last leaves fall. Peonykit was sitting not too far from that tree, licking her fluffy neat fur, she was wearing a flower crown with organized flowers with beautiful patterns, she noticed her and gave her a polite nod. She smiled back and waved her tail, causing her leaf to fly up. Bored, she went to the fresh-kill pile and took a vole. She decided against interacting with her for now, she sighed and watched from a distance carefully, whoever she let a weak gentle smile in return when she smiled to her, she curled her tail around her over fluffy body and shortish legs. It was a peaceful day. Gingerbeak ate her vole and went into the warriors' den. She wondered about asking the leader about mentoring Peonykit when she got older. This was her last thought before she fell asleep. Later that day, Peonykit wasn't really hungry, though she stood next to the fresh-pile, staring all around as if she was searching for something or guarding. Stretching, she got up to see Peonykit standing in front of the fresh-kill pile. "What's up?" she asked, making sure not to get too close. "Mhmm! Greencough." Said Peonykit, licking her tail to clean it before uncontrollable coughs came out of her tiny mouth, she muttered something quietly to herself and avoid looking at the she-cat.
Peonykit who wasn't feeling much good lately came along with Streaksnout to the medicine den, the two cats' seemed to be sick, Peonykit let out several coughs, she padded in and calmly said, " Greetings." before covering her mouth with her elbow and coughs, she hugged Streaksnout's leg feeling worried. Streaksnout, feeling a bit under the weather himself, sat down and curled his tail around Peonykit, comforting her. "It's alright, Peonykit. Smokestorm will fix us right up, don't worry." She nodded and sat down waiting for Smokestorm to come or at least reply. She took a deep breath and sat down not far away from Smokestorm, " Excuse me, I want to let you know that Streaksnout is not doing well. And I don't think I'm doing alright as well lately. " She politely meowed, then sat in a pile of moss and remained silent until interrupted by a cough. "What are your symptoms other then coughs. Have either of you had tight chests, sore throats, headaches, exhaustion, chills?" he asked without looking up from his herbs. Streaksnout cleared his throat. "I've been feeling rather short of breath lately. My throat is always dry, even when I take some water. I've been trying to stay away from the nursery and the kits, but I may have given it to this little one." He looked worriedly at Peonykit. "You should've come to me the moment you started to cough. The last thing I need is a sickness spreading around" he muttered, grabbing a few herbs and nudging it over to them. "These should help with your cough and shortness of breath, and some honey should help with your dry throat. You two should get comfortable because I don't want either of you leaving till your better. I don't need more cats getting sick, especially not kits" he sighed. The young she-kit stared at Smokestorm, she tried to open her mouth to speak, but all she could do is cough and suffer from the pain in her throat, she wrinkled her itchy nose. "From the sound of that cough and your symptoms, I think its green-cough" he sighed. "Pick a nest out and eat your herbs" he instructed.
Baykit was scratching at the ground with his tiny claws, bored. He wanted to do something other than talking, but he also didn't want to run around and play, since it would hurt his joints. Peonykit noticed the fluff puff kit and walked toward him, "Greetings." Said Peonykit simply, she could slightly see from her studying that Baykit doesn't like to talk a lot. She kept her own distance, she was sick and didn't want to spread all around the camp, she snuck out while Smokestorm was collecting herbs outside. He looked up and smiled slightly. "Ponykit." He mrrowed, keeping all needless words out of his speech. He knew her name was Peonykit, but he liked calling her Ponykit. She sat down from a distance, licking herself, she muttered something quietly that he couldn't hear, she covered her mouth with her elbow as she coughed, she said, "What's up?!" It was shorter than ' How are you? ' or ' How do you do? ' despite using ' How do you do? '. He looked up stupidly, thinking that she was asking what was above his head. "Leaves." He squeaked, very confused. Why was she making those loud noises? The coughing ones? He had no clue what coughing even was. "Interesting..." Chirped Peonykit simply, though she had no idea why did he just say leaves, did he enjoy playing with them, collecting them? Do something with them, she decided against asking, she brought some flowers she found nearby and gave them, "Flowers!" She could tell that Baykit liked those flowers. He grinned happily, putting a flower next to his paw. Then he remembered something. The dove's feather he was given by his father. "Feather!" He pointed to his one floppy ear. "Interesting!" She repeated, with sparkling eyes staring at them and a big grin, "Beautiful!" Squeaked Ponykit, showing a huge liking and interest in his feather, she didn't want to say much, but then she pointed to a little flower crown she puts on her tail, "Flower crown!" He nodded, trying to pay no mind to the pain in his neck from when he slept in a bad position. "Pretty!" Beeflight told him that he was pretty with the feather, so he liked using the word now.
Perchpaw entered the medicine cat den looking for Peanykit. "Peanykit?" He said. Peonykit who was having a little snooze woken up by the noises of a cat entering, she raised her head, "Mhmm?" Before recognizing the tom's voice, "Oh, greetings~" She said, before letting several coughs. "Hi," Perchpaw said as came closer. "How are you?" He asked. His voice was full of concern. "Well, I would say I'm fine~ But I guess, being sick doesn't make you, right?" She said, honestly, sighing in confusion, "How do you do?" She squeaked, before laying her head again on the moss. "Um, me?. I'm worried about you, but other than that I'm great!. I am an apprentice now and I have gone out with Ravenheart a lot! And it's so much fun! I mean it would be better if you were there of course." he replied. "Being an apprentice seems excitable, interesting... Oh and thank you. Being there or not wouldn't change much though." She squeaked, licking her paw softly. Puffing her giant fluffy neck. Perchpaw purred. She could see his affection and care for her, she turned away worried to get him sick, if Streaksnout managed to spread the sickness to her, then she could too. Perchpaw tilted his head in confusion. "Why did you turn away?" He asked. "To avoid spreading the illness, you dummy!" Giggled Peonykit.
Peonykit was diagnosed with green-cough!
Peonykit was laying in a nest of damp moss, coughing. She wheezed for a while, before digging her face in the moss, crying silently, her throat was dry, it hurts whenever she coughs, she doesn't want to be sick anymore, she wants to be like any normal cat, walks around, contacts others, mess around, but now she is trapped in this little nest doing nothing, but staring. Splashstone poked his head in the medicine cats den. "Are you ok Peonykit?" He asked sounding concerned. She didn't try to speak, it only makes her feel worse, she didn't look back, didn't try to move, she only wrapped her puffy, fuzzy tail around her cold body, maybe to warm herself, maybe to hide from the other cats' vision. She doesn't even want anyone to see her in this condition. Splashstone sat down beside Peonykit realizing she was sick. "Do you need water?" He said still looking concerned. She shook her avoiding his gaze as she could, she just looked away and wiped her tears, her tail lashing around her, she felt slightly uncomfortable to be next to a cat she could spread the illness to, "Leave, be-" Said Peonykit before getting interrupted by several coughs. Splashstone got coughed on alittle but didn't say anything about it. "Ok Peonykit., Splashstone said getting up, a nd walking out of the medicine cat den. She watched him go quietly, didn't utter a word, with sad, dull eyes she watched him go, what if she infected him? She would be a cruel cat to make others suffer. She wheezed, putting her head on her paws silently taunting herself. Splashstone went and curled up in his nest.
Peonykit was done with being sick and doing nothing other than resting, she took a deep breath, gathering things from around, excluding Smokestorm's herbs, he must need them. She put them all in the nest she is laying on, she kept wiggling in her nest, it was filled with stuff, it's like she is swimming, in a totally different world, a bright smile was on mouth, sometimes she kicks the wall, jumping accidentally out of her nest, maybe she just lack focus, she decided to sort what she has instead, she wanted to weave a flower crown, but it's hard to find something in this crowded pile, she put the pebbles and rocks aside and what called living creatures, which possibly died by now, aside, finally she could've found what she needs to and began to work on her flower crown, kind of trying to make it in her own special way, not what Birdkit taught her, whoever she slightly kept coughing most of the time and wheezing a little. Snowkit walked into the medicine den, she was curious about it. She looked around and messed with a few leaves she found. She then noticed Peonykit "Hi!" She chirped at the other kit, her eyes bright. She kept fidgeting with a few leaves but stopped once she realized the leaves were likely herbs. Her tail twitched and she sat down, fidgeting with her paws and rubbing her eyes now and then. Her tail and ears twitched. Peonykit was too busy to notice there was a kit entered there, she was focusing so much on what she has in her paws. She finished weaving the flower crown, it was from fresh flowers she found nearby and several pieces of moss she cut from her nest weaved in a slightly different way than normal ones, she coughed again, realizing that her coughs are less now, she took a deep breath realizing how thirsty she was, she took a glance back noticing another kit, finally, she replied to her,"Greetings~" before standing up from her nest and stretching a little she glanced around for the nearest puddle of water and slowly padded toward it, her eyes were slightly dull, not like the few past days, as a few sparks lit from them, the nearest puddle was in a distance from the fresh-pile, she made sure she did not touch anything that could cause to spread the illness and took a few sips from the water before trotting back to the medicine den and sitting still in her nest.
Peonykit getting stolen.
Heatbranch quietly crept into ThunderClan camp, his pawsteps slow and steady. His hind leg was sore, but he wasn't going to let it stop him. /This feels so wrong.../ He thought to himself. He turned towards the medicine den, as he wanted to see that Smokestorm cat one more time. /Why am I even doing this? It's for the kits.../ He bit his lip. /It's to prove to Rooktalon that though I may not have the courage to kill him, I will do anything to hurt him if he tries to hurt my family. It's to get Buzzardstorm out of ShadowClan so he can't hurt my kits./ It seemed rational to him. /But I can't do this- no. No, I've come this far. I'm in their camp!/ He stepped a paw into the medicine den, peering around the strange place. /it doesn't smell much different than Squeakdawn's den./ Peonykit who was deeply sleeping didn't notice any movements or realize what's happening, she was peacefully sleeping like an innocent kit, maybe not to Heatbranch, because I bet he would feel that if he realized she may be Rooktalon's kit. She was curled in a little ball not knowing what the future hides for her or what's going to happen in just a few moments. Heatbranch was surprised to see a kit in the medicine den, glancing from Smokestorm to Peonykit. /Is this his daughter?/ Quietly, he padded around to see the kits face. /No./ He thought to himself, eyes widening a bit. Something about her build seemed to remind him of Rooktalon. /Is it luck?/ He thought to himself, noticing the dark spots on her red tabby fur. /Or are there just multiple cats with Rooktalon's build and tabby stripes? Smokestorm wear flicked. “Shadowclan” he muttered the moment his paw touched the floor. He leaped up and limped forward quickly, spotting Heatbranch, but tripping on a stick, falling on his face. “Hey, you!” he called. Heatbranch's fur bristled, and he was forced to make a split-second decision as he looked between Smokestorm and Peonykit. /Now or never Heatbranch!/ He grasped the she-kit's scruff in his paws and bolted out of the medicine den, glancing back at the young medicine cat. Peonykit didn't respond or move, she was dreaming of something, something majestic, in her dreamland. Did she even think someone would be staring at her right now? I would assume no, she didn't really think she would be even taken, she never heard of a stolen kit to ever think of that or worried about ShadowClan as she never heard about them. “Hey! THEIF! THEIF! Oh, who am I kidding no cat ever listens” Smokestorm yowled as he ran/limped after him. “You're crazy!” he yowled after Heatbranch. "No mouse-dung!" Heatbranch snapped back, voice muffled. He quickly booked it out of the camp, heading for ShadowClan. He followed, but he was much slower than him, as his limp leg was like an extra heavyweight, pulling him back. “You're a monster!! Peonykit!! Wake up you stupid kit and bite his ugly face!!!” he yowled loudly as he ran as fast as he could, which wasn’t very fast. Heatbranch continued running, ignoring Smokestorm's comments. He didn't let anything the kit did affect him. The pine trees wouldn't be too far away, just a few more tree lengths... Rabbitfoot ran out of the warriors' den in a panic and saw Smokestorm shouting and the scent of ShadowClan filled his nose. He narrowed his eyes and snarled, quickly running out of camp and followed the ShadowClan scent. Peonykit was still asleep, properly didn't hear anything that Smokestorm said, and if she did she wouldn't harm him anyway. And is it possible to bite someone's face while holding you by your scruff? Heatbranch quickly glanced back at Rabbitfoot and Smokestorm before leaving over the border. Heatbranch raced through territory, accidentally bumping Peonykit's foot against a rock. The she-kit felt a sharp pain coming from her leg, her eyes slowly opened up and yawning, realizing she wasn't in her nest in the medicine den, where she was, she felt something, she wasn't on the ground, where she was, forgetting the pain in her leg, she rubbed her eyes and looked up when she finally noticed the tom, she quietly meowed, "Greetings...?" The scents were unfamiliar, she didn't remember that a cat from ThunderClan ever came back from a patrol with this weird scent, cool, an adventure outside of the camp, her brain slowly studying things, the last thought in her mind would be she was taken, she is just a little innocent mouse-brained. "Hi." Heatbranch mumbled, slowing as he reached the heart of ShadowClan territory. When he looked behind him it appeared he'd boost the other two ThunderClan cats so he set Peonykit down. "Don't move." He instructed, trying to think. /StarClan why did I do this.../ Peonykit sat down, a streak of pain in her leg, she winced sitting down gazing at her leg, there was a small cut, barely blood showing anyways, but it slightly hurt so much, her expression showed she was in pain, but decide against crying, she cocked her head to the side gazing at the scarred tom, who is he? Where is she? Is she still dreaming, but why her leg hurts? Heatbranch saw the cut on the kits leg and his eyes widened. He felt so guilty, he wanted to turn himself in. At least, part of him did. The other part of him told Heatbranch he'd come too far to stop now. /You'll just look like more of a coward./ He began to plan, pacing in circles. "What's your name?" He asked, not letting his own words distract his thoughts. "Peonykit. Nice to meet you." Said Peonykit trying to sound as calm as possibly and not a whiny tone. Her tired eyes staring at him with confusion, her brain just wanted to rest, she was trying as much possible to just explain to herself, but failing to. She rubbed her eyes, the weather was cold so she walked closer to Heatbranch for warmth. Heatbranch sighed, trying not to let the guilt overwhelm his senses. /This is Rooktalon's kit. She has a murderer's blood./ He tried to convince himself, but it was hard to see a kit as an evil cat. "Peonykit. That's a nice name." He meowed. "Can you do something for me?". "Thank you." She said confidently, "And about your question... Depends on what is it first.", she tried to stand up on all of her legs, but her attempt failed, she ended up limping instead waiting for the pain to leave, huddling next to Heatbranch, it's quite colder than the morning. "When someone asks you where you got that scratch..." Heatbranch meowed, regret heavy in his voice. "Could you say a big orange cat did it?" "Why? Your look black though..." She said, his fur color not showing up so she assumed it's black, but since she is a naive kit, she could easily be tricked. She squeezed her eyes trying to get his fur color. "No, my fur isn't black." He meowed, glad his scars weren't visible in the darkness. "A big orange tom tried to hurt you." He started to get ideas that would make his lie more affective. /Do I really want to go that far?/ He thought to himself, flinching. "What is it then? Calico?" His scars were lighter than his dark and white fur which makes him looks like a calico, at least in her opinion, "How did he try to hurt me?" She titled her head with big rounded innocent eyes. "He attacked us." He meowed, glancing at the ground. /I'll do it, but I swear if this lie doesn't pull through.../ "Close your eyes for a moment." She naively closed her eyes immediately, what was he hiding from her? Why does she need to close her eyes? Her mind was full of questions that need to be answered, who was that tom? She didn't keep questions for herself, she often asks, this time, she felt something preventing her. Why would that ginger/orange tom want to harm them? Heatbranch put a paw on his throat, unsheathing his claws. /Stop hesitating./ He thought to himself. But what if his plan didn't pull through? What if he did this all for nothing? To make a fool of himself? /No. I can do it./ He cleared his thoughts and in a quick motion, swiped his paws across, not letting his claws run too deep. "Can I open my eyes right now?" She whined a little tired from closing her eyes, she would sleep if she kept closing, it's obviously boring to not see anything when you want to. "Y-Yeah." Heatbranch meowed, shuttering. It was time to go back to ShadowClan camp. He had his plan set. "Here, hop on m-my back and hold on tight." Peonykit tried to crouch down, her leg still hurt her, she tried to jump, it was hard, the pain was less, but still, but hardly managed to climb to the top. Her mind was completely lost, the place is too different than the territory she knew. Heatbranch turned his head back, wincing. He tried helping her up by grabbing her scruff. "Make sure you g-get a good grip.". "Thank you, sir." She muttered, digging her body in her fur and making sure she is holding him tightly, falling down is not the best idea, she took it a chance to look at all the new places around. It was a special day. But why can't she remember anything? Blood slipped down Heatbranch's chest, but he did his best to ignore the pain and the strange feeling of the warm liquid. He carefully began running towards ShadowClan camp, making sure Peonykit was stable on his back. The innocent kit kept staring all around, it was fascinating, the night is cooler as it seems in the day, there were some fireflies from a distance, her eyes widened in excitement. Heatbranch skidded to a halt in the middle of camp, blood dripping from the cut on his neck. He glanced back at the red tabby ThunderClan kit on his back, then crouched down so she could get off. Peonykit finally managed to see the tom's brown fur color and that light part wasn't orange or calico pattern, just some large scars, she squeaked, "This is not the camp...?" She rubbed her eyes not believing where she is, a dream? Impossible. "No. This is a different camp." Heatbranch murmured, beginning to feel slightly dizzy. /I didn't scratch that deep./ He looked around to see if any of his classmates were awake. More specifically, Buzzardstorm. "How many camps are there?" She cocked her head, there wasn't only ThunderClan's camp? She isn't home then, what is this camp's name? Maybe that explains the weird scent, she looked all around, her eyes widened, forgetting her injured leg again, with a grin on her face she looked all around, will she meet more cats? That would be interesting! "Four." He meowed, sitting down. Should he wake his classmates up? Well.. yeah. He had to act like this was an important matter, not that it wasn't. "SHADOWCLAN!!" She covered her ears, it was such a loud scream, without noticing, he sat down in all of a sudden, she lost her balance and fell in just a second on her back, "Ow!" She let out a tiny wail, she huffed, before getting up shaking the dust out of her fur. "You okay?" Heatbranch murmured. She shrieked at the scream. She was close to Heatbranch, and she rushed over to him. She growled a bit, "What's this?!? Why'd you had to scream so loud? I don't like that you know..." She stared at Peonykit and glared at him, "Who's that? She doesn't smell like a ShadowClan cat!" She began to start sweat. She nodded, "It doesn't really hurt. Oh, you're bleeding!" She squeaked, alarmed, getting nervous, he is hurt! "Was it that orange tom?" Said Peonykit nervously. Her voice was slightly shaking. "Peonykit," Heatbranch stated, looking around for someone in a leadership position. "Yes." He meowed, forcing his voice to sound confident in his words. She screamed even louder than his. She was loud after all, and also, it didn't matter to her because she's a hypocrite after all lol, "WHAT THE HECK?!?" Peonykit was just close to Heatbranch, why would the she-kit be terrified to see another kit? "G-greetings," She said, shakily, still limping a little with some small blood dripping from her leg. Peonykit wasn't fond of high voices, despite her voice was eventually considered loud, she covered her ears again and hid behind Heatbranch, 'Is that a welcome?' She thought, sighing. She shrieked, even more, she was just weird, and smiled, as her ears flattened, "What is this?" She pointed at Peonykit, and she shrieked at the sight of blood and almost fainted. Peonykit huffed, done with all that loud screams and shrieks, "What a screamy clan, officially ScreamClan..." She muttered something that barely anyone could hear, she took a deep breath and said loudly, but not a scream or an angry yell, "Could you please stop screaming?" Peachskip was resting next to the nursery, currently unaware of the drama. She nodded nervously, and rushed and grabbed some borage leaves, not knowing any medicine skills at all and randomly trying to think how this would help her but it wouldn't at all. Heatbranch spotted Peachskip, eyes widening a bit. Peonykit was feeling scared, her heartbeats were quicker, all of the cats surrounding, not all of them seemed very welcoming, did Heatbranch really live in this mess? The cats are loud and spooky, she looked at the borage leaves, squeezing her eyes and tilting her head, 'What is even this?' She thought, deep in thinking. Petalkit glared at the borage and tried to stick it on her wound, and obviously failed. The kit stepped away and tried to climb Heatbranch again, what was the kit doing, " What are you doing? " She raised an eyebrow looking at the kit from up there and now she remembered her wound again, ack! It hurts her even more now. "Trying to help." Said Petalkit. "Why are you messing with the herbs~" She squeaked, since Smokestorm, ThunderClan's medicine cat is a really grumpy cat and would yell at anyone if they messed with his herbs, "Smokestorm wouldn't be happy." Forgetting she is not in ThunderClan anymore. "Stop." Heatbranch mumbled, glancing at the blood on the ground. Peachskip opened her eyes and looked up. Seeing that her mate was hurt she jumped to her paws. "H--Heatbranch?" He didn't respond, watching her through dark eyes. /Why did I do this?/ He thought to himself, trying to push out the regret. /What sort of hell am I trying to cause?/ "Are you okay? What happened?" Peachskip rushed up to him. "B-Buzzardstorm." He choked out the lie, forcing confidence and hate into his quiet voice. "He did this?" she scanned the clearing for the cat that she though attacked her mate. She shook her head, "Who's that?" Heatbranch nodded to Peachskip. "Oh... Yeah, I forgot, he is ThunderClan's medicine cat~ You wouldn't want to deal with him." She said, before grooming herself calmly after getting down, her ears pricked when she heard Heatbranch mentioning ' Buzzardstorm ' was he really the one who attacked them? Or at least what she thinks so. "...oh." Petal said. When she heard Buzzardstorm, her ears went straight up, "who? Buzzardstorm?" She twitched in disgust a bit. "But I'm thankful to him, he cured me from my greencough after all." She said, trying to gain more information about her ' attacker ', her suspicious eyes glancing toward Heatbranch. Peachskip began to trot towards the medicine den, looking for Squeakdawn. Petal nodded a bit, "Oh. Yeah." Beetlewatcher trotted out of the warrior's den, the number of screams alerting him that something was going on. Spottedbelly followed Beetlewatcher out of the den, the old tom’s ears flattening as he walked out. He spotted the tiny kit and sniffed her. Definitely ThunderClan. “Heatbranch, why is there a kit here?” Buzzardstorm had woken up early, in the middle of the night and had taken a walk around territory. Realizing it was starting to become dawn, he headed back to camp, wanting to be back before the rest of the clan was up. He trotted into camp and then froze, his eyes widened. "H-heatbranch?! What- what's going on?" It was dawn- why was everyone already awake? Petal stared at Buzzardstorm, wide-eyed. Buzzardstorm spotted his brother. "Beetlewatcher, why is everyone awake?". "Well, Heatbranch ran into camp screaming and he seems to have got a Thunderclan kit with him...That's all I've figured out so far.?" Beetlewatcher replied. Buzzardstorm's fur bristled slightly. "A ThunderClan kit?" Beetlewatcher shot a quick glance at Peonykit before looking back at Buzzardstorm. "Seems so." Spottedbelly slightly flinched as Buzzardstorm came out. He didn’t trust the tom very much and stepped away from Buzzardstorm. Heatbranch lashed his tail angrily as he glared at Buzzardstorm, putting on a face of hate. "You know what you did." He snapped, ready to play off his lie. Heatbranch ignored everyone else's questions and focused on Buzzardstorm. Buzzardstorm just blinked at the older tom, confused. Buzzardstorm's eyes widened before quickly narrowing as he snarled, "'What I did'? Please, elaborate.". "Don't pretend." He spat. "Don't pretend you didn't force me to do this by threatening my mate and unborn kits." "D-do what?" Buzzardstorm stammered. Beetlewatcher's gaze darted between the two toms. "And then you at- attack u-us!?" Heatbranch put a paw forward, not to seem threatening or for effect, but to try and ease the dizziness. Buzzardstorm didn't notice his brother, too confused by Heatbranch."Attack you?! Heatbranch, what in StarClan's name are you claiming that I 'forced' you to do?" Buzzardstorm, desperate, tried to think of some way to prove it wasn't him. "And besides, I couldn't have 'attacked' you- like every other cat I was asleep-" He snapped his mouth closed, eyes widened slightly. He hadn't been asleep. He had been walking around in the forest. "Really!? Then where did you get here from, Buzzardstorm!?" Heatbranch hissed, his forelegs quivering. "The w-warriors den!?" Beetlewatcher's eyes widened slightly but kept a neutral face. Buzzardstorm took a step back, away from Heatbranch, but still kept his full attention on the younger tom. "Th-the forest..." he muttered. "I was out in the forest..." "And wh-what were..." Heatbranch had to pause, sitting down. "What were you doing out in th-the forest?" "I was taking a walk, Heatbranch," He mewed, his voice even. "Y-yeah right..." Heatbranch's eyes drifted shut and he collapsed on the ground. Buzzardstorm froze, his eyes widening as he watched Heatbranch fall. "H-heatbranch...?" Heatbranch lay on the ground unconscious, blood continuing to slowly seep from the self-inflicted injury on his neck. Buzzardstorm turned to his brother. "I... I think he needs help." He nodded, "Go get Squeakdawn." Beetlewatcher saw the blood seeping out of Heatbranch's neck. "Quickly." Buzzardstorm nodded and rushed to find Squeakdawn. He kind of wrinkled his nose at Heatbranch’s claims. He wasn’t sure who to trust, as Buzzardstorm pleaded innocent. He kind of sat down as his son collapsed on the ground. He immediately rose back up in alarm. Squeakdawn padded over with cobwebs and goldenrod. “u-um what h-happened?” "He just, uh, collapsed. While we a-arguing," Buzzardstorm mewed, stumbling over his words. He glanced sideways at Heatbranch's father, shuffling a bit further away. He sighed, putting goldenrod on Heatbranch’s wounds. Buzzardstorm watched Squeakdawn use the herbs on Heatbranch, trying to wrap his head around what Heatbranch has said. /What did I 'force' him to do. And why is trying to frame for something I never did?/ Squeakdawn continued to put the herbs on heatbranch’s wounds. Buzzardstorm continued to watch. Brokenrose came out of the warrior's den, rubbing her eyes. "Who in the hell decided it would be nice to wake up the cat with the unusually long claws and anger issues?" She grumbled, yawning, eyes still adjusting to the darkness, not yet knowing what was going on. "Heatbranch," Buzzardstorm huffed. As her eyes adjusted they widened. "What the...what happened here?" Peonykit who doesn't know what to do any longer. She rushed toward the tom's collapsed body, sadly he did not introduce himself, "Sir? Sir..?" Maybe she trusted Heatbranch a little too quickly? She was terrified, all the cats seem to act in an unwelcome way, did she do something wrong? How could she help him? She doesn't know. Petal bounced in eventually, "I found these cats and they're weird. And bleeding! And then everyone came in and Heatbranch started to explain things that are WAY to complicated if you ask me, so ask someone else, but it's CHAOS for now!" She smiled. Brokenrose laughed a little, nuzzling her daughter, Petal. She noticed the kit. "Who--who are you?" She leaned down and sniffed the kit. Thunderclan?! This kit couldn't leave camp on its own. Then, the thought finally popped into her head. "Did Heatbranch steal this kit?!" She exclaimed. Petal purred. Smokestorm and Rabbitfoot barged into camp “THEIF! YOU STUPID HEARTLESS MONSTER!!” He yowled, pouncing on Geatbranch sloppily, as he hadn’t done this before. "Woah Woah! Buddy! Calm. down." The large she-cat boomed, sliding in front of the cats in a defensive position, blocking them from coming any closer. She didn't want any trouble, but the cat seemed very angry, and she didn't want any fights. As he was mid-way pouncing, he rammed into the large she-cat and pretty much bounce off her, doing nothing to her. “He stole a Thunderclan kit right out of the medicine cat den! You need to stay away from her, I was treating her and she had green-cough. This stupid guy just brought a case of green-cough into your camp, you need to keep anyone who’s been in contact with her away from other cats!!” he growled quickly. Brokenrose let out a loud "Ugh." as she tipped her head back. "I knew it was a kidnapping. Lord Starclan help us." Petal shrieked, scared of the large cat, and hid behind Brokenrose. “You! You're the deputy, this cat is lying. Whoever he blamed, he’s wrong. He stole that kit from the medicine den, and you need to stay away from her. She has green-cough, and I expect this will set her recovery back a few days!” he spat. Brokenrose curled her tail around Petal in hope of comfort. “Tell those cats to get away from him and Peonykit, or else the green-coughs going to spread. Actually, it might be too late for that, but still,” he growled. Brokenrose walked over and picked up Peonykit by the scruff, and calmly walked back to Smokestorm, Giving her to him, Obviously not minded by the fact that she has a greencough. "Here. Take her and go. I don't want any trouble on either sides." Petal paused, "w-what's greencough?" Beetlewatcher's eyes narrowed, but not at Smokestorm. Seeing that Brokenrose had taken Peonykit back to Smokestorm already, he padded over, but not too close. "You saw Heatbranch take her?" .“I’m the medicine cat, of course, I saw him. He was in plain sight when he snatched her, and apparently he assumed we wouldn’t follow the culprit after he left a trail of his scent” he snapped through the kit's fur. “Tell Squeakdawn to get his herbs ready. That idiot of a warrior just brought a case of green-cough in camp, and it’s not going to be a pleasant time. Two cats have already lost their lives in Thunderclan from green-cough” he said coldly. “It’s a contagious sickness, and as I saw you were close to her, I wouldn’t be surprised if you caught a green or white cough,” he said icily to Petal. He took the kit and gave a small nod to her. “I suggest you stay away from cats to prevent them from getting sick. You might not get sick but you might still carry green-cough” he said. She gasped ears flattened, "Oh no!" "I've never got sick in my whole life. I'll be fine." Brokenrose scoffed. Beetlewatcher dipped his head. "Okay... thank you for telling us." Peonykit didn't really react, she knows she has done enough troubles already. She would cause the illness she caught to spread to many innocent cats, she wasn't innocent after all, right? She forgot already about Heatbranch's lie because she was deeply thinking of what she caused. "I just told you that you might be fine but others will not." he snapped "you have ears. Use them". "Did he hurt you?" he asked the kit with a sigh. He nodded. "The idiot known as Sunstar will be hearing about this," he said coldly. "Don't be bitter with me. I want the same things as you. Just take the poor kit and go before---" Her ears flattened a bit. "Before Lakestar comes." He didn't seem the slightest bit concerned for her. "Its what you get for sticking your nose into business that doesn't involve you," he snapped at Petal. She shook her head, maybe her leg was hurt, but it was the orange's tom fault or that rock, "Just a rock injured my leg. But I'm fine." She said, looking at the cats, then she muttered, "Is that tom going to be okay? Am I? Are they?" She asked with a quiet voice. "Don't tell me you going to cover up for this sorry excuse of a cat" he growled, shaking his head, clearly disapproving of this. "You'll be fine, and so will he, unfortunately. Who knows about the rest of them, but if they die, it's entirely his fault" he said flatly. "Of course not. But do you really want to have Lakestar here right now?" She raised a cat brow. "She won't be happy and I think she would take it out on everyone here." She lowered her voice more into a whisper. "She can't blame ThunderClan for anything, but we'll leave anyway. He'd better be punished properly" he said with a sigh as he turned to leave. "I would expect nothing less," Beetlewatcher sighed. "Just know that this was the action of one cat, not the whole of ShadowClan." Brokenrose nodded along with Beetlewatcher's statement, For she was about to say the same thing. She liked the deputy. He was always calm and fair. "Now please...go, Its the middle of the night for Starclan's sake, I don't want any more cats disturbed." "Wouldn't be my fault that I caught greencough in the first place?" She whispered, mostly to herself, she scrapped the idea from her mind, she will fix everything, hopefully in the future, since others consider her just a weak kit. "Tell that to your own clan. They need to hear it more then we do," he said flatly, anger rising in him. How dare a ShadowClan cat to tell him that!? After he had saved Heatbranchs life once, no SC cat had believed he wasn't trying to murder Heatbranch, all because he was from Thunderclan. He heard 'my fault', but that was it. "This is not your fault in any way." he huffed. Rabbitfoot was silent, glaring at all of the ShadowClan cats and listening to the conversation. Eventually, his gaze drifted to Smokestorm. "Being angry won't help," he murmured softly before looking at Beetlewatcher. Rabbitfoot took a non-threatening step forward and looked at Beetlewatcher. "Beetlewatcher, right? I'm sorry for all of the drama caused, but we came here to receive the kit that was stolen from us." "Then is it nature's fault? If it's not my fault to get sick." Peonykit sighed, mostly loudly. "Anyways, thank you." She said, yawning, getting tired of everything, and only want to sleep, it was a really exciting, but tiring morning. "It is his fault, and nature's fault," he said. "You need to rest. Let's go" he said, starting to carry her towards the exit. "Come on Rabbitfoot, I don't want to talk to these idiots anymore, and Peonykit is tired," he said grumpily. Rabbitfoot had to let out a purr as he licked Smokestorm on the top of his head. "Whatever you say Smokestorm. He followed the medicine cat out of camp. He glanced over his shoulder and gave a small dip of his head as he faced front again and followed Smokestorm out of camp. Smokestorm just grunted as they left. Peonykit rubbed her eyes carefully using the upper side of her paw that she uses rarely.
Peonykit returned by Smokestorm and Rabbitfoot.
Smokestorm came into camp angrily with Peonykit and Rabbitfoot. Peonykit let out a big yawn, half-asleep staring around, it was ThunderClan's camp, it was her home, she finally can sleep in her nest. Rabbitfoot trotted in, glad that there wasn't any fight besides Smokestorm's attempt to lunge at Heatbranch. He placed her in her nest in his den and limped out grumpily. But she left to check on them. "I'm going to see Sunstar, and you're coming with me," Smokestorm said to Rabbitfoot. It wasn't a request, it was a command. Peonykit was too tired, she curled around herself in the middle clearing where Smokestorm left her and quickly fell in sleep. Her body covered with her tail. She was too tired to back to the nest. She didn't hear what happened next.
Peonykit was cured of greencough.
Perchpaw was trudging around camp looking for a friend to talk to. Peonykit was sleeping next to the medicine den under the sunlight because it's fun and warm. Perchpaw spotted her and padded over. "Hi, how are you feeling?" He asked. "Well... Doing pretty well. ShadowClan seems interesting... And the forest! I'm worried I may spread greencough there..." She said, looking to the sky, avoiding the sun. "I wouldn't be sorry, they deserved it! They kidnapped you." Perchpaw muttered darkly looking away. Then he looked back again. "Only two moons until you are an apprentice!" He said changing the subject. "Well... They didn't harm me, even that sir who kidnapped me was nice though... And yeah, sometimes I wish to stay a kit. I'm not excited to learn how to fight, but it's exciting to be an apprentice!" She squeaked, grooming her long fur. "I was very worried about you when you were in Shadowclan, I thought they would kill you! And my favorite part about being an apprentice is that I can hunt for my clan and me and Breezerunner chased off a fox today! It was great I was protecting you and Thinderclan." Perchpaw said licking his chest fur proudly. "Do you think they will kill a kit?" She asked, shrugging, in her mind, she was thinking, what is even a fox? A cat named fox? What is it? She wonders, "My favorite part would, I think, exploring the territory, I bet it will be fun!" "They would definitely eat kits if they were hungry enough. They are like two times the size of a full-grown cat." Perchpaw said his eyes widened. "Exploring is fun, maybe I can get permission to take you out to explorer! And I can also show you what the other clans smell like. Not Shadowclan of course, you already know what they smell like." Perchpaw said wrinkling his nose. Shadowclan smells like frogs and damp areas and Shadowclan Badgers were the worst! It took 5 Warriors to drive out. "So... Do you think I can't protect myself? And yeah, I partly know it." She meowed, shrugging, did she truly know their scent? Or does she think she knows? "I'm so excited to explore the territory. I bet it's big."
Tigerspark lay in his nest in the medicine cat den. He spotted his granddaughter. "Oh hey, Peo!" Peonykit's ear pricked, "Greetings, grandpa Tigerspark." She meowed calmly, she was about to leave the medicine den, she was finally cured of her greencough, she didn't want to get sick again."Good job on defeating greencough!" He purred. "Thank you. Mind if I asking, why are you in the medicine den? Are you sick?" She meowed, padding toward Tigerspark and sitting down making sure to have enough distance between them. He nodded. "Smokestorm says I have a thing called cancer? I think it's pretty serious...." "Is it contagious? What did he tell you about it?" She said, having troubles to pronounciate the word 'contagious'. "No, it's not. And he told me that it's bad...." He left out the part that he might not survive. "How bad is it...?" She shrugged since it's not contagious, she laid down next to him and curled her giant tail around the tom's body. "Something is wrong? Does anywhere hurt you? I could get Smokestorm." She said, standing up. "...No, I already got my treatment for the day.... and it always hurts here..." He exposed the lump on his side. "Is saying the word contagious is... C-contagious?" She squeaked innocently.
Echoripple yawned and laid down on the grass. No one was awake yet. Peonykit, who finally got cured of her green-cough, was curled in a ball in the nursery when she caught a figure of a cat outside, her ears pricked, then suspiciously crept toward her. Echoripple closed her eyes and let herself rest. The she-cat heard something. Echoripple pricked her ears but continued to rest. She had not slept enough the night before: nightmares kept her wake. Peonykit stalked her until she was so close to her, she shouted, beaming "Good morning!" It was a ThunderClan cat this time, she was happy to see a cat awake at this part of this day. Then she sat down and groomed her fur. Echoripple squeaked with surprise, but relaxed when she saw Peonykit. “What are you doing up so early?” She asked. Echoripple blinked a few times to get the sleep out of her eyes. "This question goes to you too. You're awake as well~" She asked, before gazing at her with her eyes, before curling her tail around herself. “Haha yes, I am.” Echoripple looked away. “I just couldn’t sleep.” She sighed. "So do I." She said calmly, staring back to the nursery where are the other kits are, she sighed, feeling bored of doing nothing. Echoripple smiled. “Want to play a game?” "Oh sure, why not. She meowed, still sitting in her place, " What are we playing anyway...?" “Hmm.. pick between a treasure hunt and Hide-and-Seek. "What are those?" She shrugged, she doesn't play often with many kits anyways, she snoozes most of the time which causes her to be more rounded and fat than she was when she was younger cause lack of activity. Echoripple smiles. “In treasure hunt, one of us will hide something in camp and the other will look for the thing. In the other game, one of us will hide somewhere in camp and the other will look for whoever is hiding.” She meowed. "Treasure hunt seems like an interesting game!" She chuckled, loudly, as usual, her voice was always loud, "So... Who is hiding the treasure, and what is that thing we're going to hide?" She shrugged. "Sure!" She squeaked, she grabbed it and hid it somewhere in the camp. Echoripple smiled. She walks toward the nursery. She watched her silently with a smirk. Echoripple glances at her and catches the smirk. /Maybe it’s not here... I look anyway/ she thinks. Echoripple checks in the nursery, careful not too wake anyone. Peonykit was still smirking, enjoying to see the she-cat searching all around. Echoripple looks under a rock. Peonykit decided to follow her to see what she was doing, chuckling.
Peonykit was laying in the middle of the camp, she was thinking of tasting a thrush for the first time, she decided to ask her mother first about how it tastes, she hurried inside the nursery and rushed to where her mother was. The queen was laying in a nest, trying to ease her headache. When Peonykit padded into the den, her head popped up. “Peonykit! Hello!” "Hey, mama! What is this brown bird with white belly fur covered with spots?" She shouted, pointing to a big fat thrush laying down in the fresh-pile along with leaves scattered around. She paused. "It’s a thrush, dear....” She felt like her head was on fire. "Does it have a good taste?" She muttered cocking her head, her face covered in her neck fluffy.
Baykit was sleeping, curled up on top of a rock he climbed. He was proud that he could even climb a rock. Echoripple noticed him. She smiled. Peonykit was stalking him for a little while, her eyes gazing at him before she sighed, she got up curled in her own nest where her mother is often there, tossing a mossball between her paws, life is boring, maybe drama causes some fun, but whatever, she was lost in deep think about how leaf-bare looks like. He woke up slowly and looked into the nursery, seeing that Peonykit was there. She must've recovered! He rolled down from his rock with a squeak and waddled into the den, but he paused, wondering if she wanted to talk to him, so instead of speaking, he sat in his nest. Echoripple looked at the sky again. Peonykit yawned and stretched when she finally noticed that Baykit was awake, she used her tail as a signal of greetings before trotting toward him, "Greetings!" She chuckled, "How are you?"
Cricketkit searched around the camp, looking for Peonykit. Peonykit was like often, in the nursery tossing mossball around softly, her ears pricked when she saw her sister, "Hey Cricketkit! Are you searching for something?". "O-Oh, hello Peonykit!" Cricketkit padded toward her. "Where were you?". " I... was in the nursery?!" She shrugged, squeaking. "Oh.." Cricketkit squeaked, looking the other way. "Is there something bothering you?" She meowed, tilting her head. "I-It's nothing..." She mewed, sitting down next to her sister. "U-Uh... Anyways, how was your day?". She purred, "I'm doing well, how about you?" Knowing that her sister is hiding something. " Are you sure you're alright?"
Rooktalon got attacked by Heatbranch.
Rooktalon stumbled into camp, bleeding from his neck again. How long could he keep doing this? How long could he handle this? He didn't know. He hoped he wasn't dying. He was scared of what that would feel like. Peonykit rushed toward her father with a worried expression, he has a weird scent that seems familiar, "Dad, you're bleeding, you should go to the medicine den, right now!" She stood up on her hind leg to reach his neck, licking the wound, she spitted the blood, "Ewww...". "It's okay," he murmured dizzily. "I'm... I'm on my way there."
Reddream died.
Baykit was being sad and confused, but mostly confused. He recently found out what death was. He felt the need to warn his loved ones about it so they didn't die. He had no clue everyone already knew what death was. Peonykit was rolling in some grass when she noticed Baykit was sad, the reddish-pink with a hint of green tortoiseshell she-kit hurried toward the tom, "Something matters?" She cocked her head. He looked down at his small paws, then up to his friend. "Dead. You know dead?" He asked, clawing at the ground worriedly. He had to warn Peonykit as soon as possible. She shook her head, she didn't know what that word means, "What does it mean?" She titled her head, the fur on her neck covering her rounded head. That's a new word, she wonders what does it mean. "You go to StarClan, it's bad. Don't dead." He didn't know it was 'die' and not 'dead'. "Hmm... What's StarClan? Another clan of the four clans? I heard about ShadowClan! And I don't think I'm going to StarClan any sooner. I love ThunderClan." "StarClan where we go when we dead." He didn't know how to explain it, he just wanted to go hide under his nest in fear. "I still don't understand. Okay, I know we go to StarClan when we're dead, but why we dead in the first place?" She shrugged, trying to think, doing some Math in her mind to understand this logic of dead, when you dead you go to StarClan, that's it, right? It doesn't sound bad, we can always visit the other clans, right? "Get hurt or be old." He attempted to explain it, fluffy tail flicking in agitation. "Don't be hurt or old." He didn't know the logic of dead either, but he knew what it was, basically. "Oh no! I should check on my dad. He is hurt." She said, alarmed, remembering that her father Rooktalon was badly hurt, she turned almost in her way to the medicine den, but her steps were slow due to her obesity and short legs, which cause a huge abnormal loading on her legs. A sudden question comes to her mind, "Where is StarClan?". He followed, but he was also very chubby, short, and he had joint problems. "St-starClan is up!" He pointed to the sky with his tail. "We need to get to your papa!" He was worried for Peonykit. He didn't want her to be sad if her father was dying. "Woah, that's too far away... How could we get there?" Then she rushed toward the medicine den. Looking around for her father Rooktalon, panting. He lagged behind her but quickly caught up, ignoring the stiffness and pain in his joints. He needed to warn Rooktalon. She finally found her father, Rooktalon, she rushed toward him, "DAD!" She squeaked, seemed a little scared. Rooktalon looked up at her, doing his best to smile. "Hey, Peonykit." He forced out. "What are you doing? Why's Baykit with you?" She breathed in relief, "Baykit told me when you're hurt or old, you become dead and go to StarClan. I was scared you will leave me alone." She wailed, scared. Hugging her father. "Don't dead!" Baykit squeaked a warning, poking the tom with a paw. "Dead is bad!" Rooktalon winced at the noise, closing his eyes and lapping at her forehead. "I'm not dead," he murmured, "But Peonykit, even if I was, you wouldn't be alone, alright? You've got your siblings, and Baykit, and I'll... I'm sure Beeflight and Beechberry would be willing to take care of you." He didn't know if he was dying, but if he was... He wanted her to be prepared. She cried, "But I don't want you to be dead, I want you to see me as an apprentice, then a warrior! If you were in StarClan you wouldn't be able to! StarClan is so far!" Big tears dropping from her eyes, she didn't know he could see her at any time, maybe even visit her in her dreams, she just thinks of StarClan like any normal clan. But a really far one, where you can't see your loved ones. Rooktalon wrapped his tail around her. "I'm sorry, Peonykit. I don't know how long I'll... but I'll see you. I'll see you and I'll be so, so proud of you. You can talk with Starclan cats, you know that? In your dreams." She cried even more, "S-So... You're g-going to be d-dead?" She stuttered, barely could say anything, tears drifting from her eyes, then she stobbed and said, "I-I can? But dreams aren't true after all, right?" Baykit watched, feeling bad for ultimately making her cry, but he had to be brave and warn her about 'dead'. Peonykit dug her face in her father's fur still crying, it would be even worse if she knew about her mother's death, she would be in even worst condition, she wiped her tears, "Where is mama?" She sobbed, before walking away. Baykit didn't know how to comfort her, so he stood there, waiting for her father's answer. What if Reddream died?! Of course, he didn't know that she did. She glanced back at Rooktalon and Baykit, she didn't want to look away, knowing her father would be gone at any moment now, he could be dead, join StarClan in a few moments if she looked away, she padded outside to search up for Reddream, her eyes are still clouded with sadness. Rooktalon got up and followed after her on unsteady paws. "Peonykit, wait," he said quietly, "Reddream... is in a better place, okay? I promise. But you can't go looking for her." He wondered where she went and why the place was so good. Perhaps someone could go warn her about how bad it was to die so she didn't die. "Where is she? Did she abandon us?!" She snapped, running away, she wasn't so quick and Rooktalon can follow her easily, she hid in the nursery covering her face with moss, she doesn't see her mother anywhere in the nursery, where she was?
Peonykit was sobbing in her nest, she heard from Baykit was dead is, you become dead if you got hurt or old, what will happen to her grandfather, he is old, or she thinks so, her father? He is hurt! And now Reddream, her mother is missing, her father promised her she is in a better place, was she? But where? Did she abandon her? She was lost in thought, could she do something to prevent them to be dead, leave and join StarClan? Do they just abandon her? She still doesn't understand death, she is only a kit, after all, she doesn't know it's not their choice, their choice to leave, why do cats just abandon their own clan, the one they raised in, just to join a clan that's too far away, it's sad, but she sees how many cats are gone lately. Is everyone she loves gonna disappear and be dead? Abandon her? /Is/ she gonna leave the ones she loves too? A lot of questions in her mind. She sighed, sometimes to not know is better. Spiceflare looked over at the sobbing kit. Poor thing, she knew what it was like to lose parents. She had lost both of hers to greencough and was too young to even say goodbye. Spiceflare still regretted sometimes not saying goodbye, because she would never be able to, not until she left this world. She swallowed and approached the kit. “Hello, mind if I sit by you?” She looked kindly down at Peonykit, smiling. She wished she had had someone to comfort her when her parents had died. This was the least she could do for the little kit. She sobbed, her voice stammered, "You could... W-where is mama?", her eyes were dull, they used to be bright and sparkling, maybe she doesn't see, but any cat could tell that it was the first time to sleep alone, without her mother, she still remembers her father's promise about Reddream being in a better place, but why? Why did she leave? Is it because she doesn't love us? Spiceflare sat down by the kit, wrapping her tail around her. “Your mother is up there.” She pointed her muzzle up to the stars. “Have you ever heard of Starclan?” Spiceflare smiled. She couldn’t wait to be a mother. Just sitting here with Peonykit, that was amazing. She licked the kit’s head. Anything she could do to make this kit feel better, she would do it. A shocked expression was on the she-kit's face, that's mean... She is dead. She is gone. She left too, " S-she is... D-dead?!" But she wasn't hurt or old, was she? She was never told about dying from an illness, tears dropped on her cheeks before covering her face with the she-cat's fur hugging her with her small paws. Spiceflare licked the kit, comforting her. “Peonykit, you’ll see your mother again. When you go to Starclan, you’ll see her, and then you can run and not be tired, hunt, and never run out of food. You’ll be happy.” Spiceflare realized she was crying, she cried quietly, letting the tears drip down her face in time with Peonykit’s. "But I don't want to dead! I want to be in ThunderClan, with my siblings, my friends, my family, my cousins! I don't want to dead." She shouted, turning away and wiping her tears away, why should she have to die?! She doesn't want to. She wants to enjoy her life instead.
Baykit looked into the nursery, looking around for Peonykit or her siblings. Their mother died, and it hurt and confused him. Rooktalon said that cats can visit from StarClan, but why didn't he see any cats in camp? Peonykit, as usual, was laying in the middle of her and mother's nest, it was empty and cold, she couldn't feel her mother's warmth anymore, she covered her eyes with her paws, ignoring Baykit, she wants Reddream back, but what if Reddream doesn't want her kits back? She wants to be in that place. The tiny kitten spotted her and felt a heart-wrenching feeling. Poor Peonykit. He didn't exactly like starting conversations, but, "Ponykit?" He whispered. Peonykit, with a really quiet tone, mumbled, "Hmmm?!" Her voice was sobbing, she looked at the tom with dull eyes full of water, or known as tears, her cheeks were wet, her ears were flattened. Her tail was curled around her. "You're okay." He said, putting his tail over her back to try and soothe her. He didn't know if it would work and he didn't know if she would be okay. He liked to think that Reddream was just having an adventure. She wasn't dead. Peonykit faked a smile to him, wiping her tears, she told herself, ' Be strong, be strong. Dad says she can visit me. ', she mumbled, "She is dead... But she can visit me, right?", holding a piece of moss with Reddream's scent on it.
Creekblight was walking around the nursery checking out all the places feeling not as new anymore from when he first arrived. Peonykit was sobbing in her dead mother's nest. Doesn't want to leave it. Creekblight heard a kit crying and went inside to see who "Hello?" The she-kit didn't reply, she just continued to sob and weep, hugging a piece of moss with her mother's scent on it. Creekblight saw the sad she-kit and walked over "Are you alright?" he said as he sat down next to her mother's nest. "Indeed, I am." She said, wiping her tears. Looking up to the tom. "Okay... But you can't fool me. What's your name?" he said knowing that the kit was feeling sorrow. "P-Peonykit." She stuttered a little bit, avoiding to look at his gaze. "Oh, I'm Creekblight...why were you crying?" he said softly as he slowly brushed his tail back and forth. "Mama dead." She simply meowed, she didn't want to overthink about it, she must be hurt, her mother was in pain when she was having fun, she sighed, before weeping again. "Oh-" he mewed as he put his paw over his mouth and sighed "I'm sorry....that must be hard," he said. "I'm fine. She would be happy there~" She said, getting up and walking outside the nursery for some fresh air, she sat down and sighed. "Well I bet she's watching over you thinking of how proud she is of you" he smiled as he walked outside as well to feel the sunlight."Thank you." She sighed, staring at the sky.
Peonykit was still mildly grieving over her mother's death Reddream, she felt much better lately, she rubbed her eyes and padding out of the nursery to have some fresh air, it's even colder than last time she got out, was leaf-bare coming soon? She took a deep breath before catching sight of her cousin Lakekit, she flicked her tail in greeting. Lakekit had been shouting orders at a worm when Peonykit came out, she noticed her and flicked her own tailback in greeting. Padding over to her, her muzzle high in the air as she strutted across camp towards the nursery, before sitting in front of Peonykit. She nodded in approval, “Hard times training soldiers, eh?” she said as if training soldiers was what kits did every day. "I'm assuming yes. I wonder their faces when they are outside in leaf-bare." In her mind was imagining those soldiers shivering outside and their teeth are gritting from the coldness outside, " I bet they would want to stay inside all the time." She chuckled. “Especially worms! You see here, Bright here,” she nodded to the worm she was yelling at, “He’s a terrible soldier!”. "Hmm. May I ask what did that terrible soldier do. Where are the other soldiers?" She questioned, wondering. She crouched down to have a better look at the worm. "The other soldiers went missing," Lakekit sighed, "And we think the suspect is paws!". "Escaping their work~ You're going to punish them right?" She sighed, searching for the missing worms, she dug a hole, then she found a few worms wiggling in the warmth of the ground. Steam came out of Lakekit's ears when she saw the worms, "SOLDIERS! FIVE THOUSAND LAPS AROUND THE CLANS!" She shrieked.
Peonykit was taking some fresh air outside of the nursery, laying down with her busy tail curled around her body, her fur was ruffled by the wind, she was grooming her fur and maybe catching leaves if they flew by. While licking her neck fluff when she caught a leaf, she realized that Beechberry was nearby. Beechberry was sitting at the entrance of the nursery and spotted Peonykit. Peonykit nodded her in greeting, "Greetings." She calmly meowed, flicking her tail, she stood up and sat down. Beechberry smiled, "Hey Peonykit! How are you?" She asked softly. "I miss mama! I'm doing pretty well despite that." She meowed, looking at the sky, they said they are there on the stars, but why there aren't any stars in during the day? "Why can't I see any stars?" Beechberry smiled, "It's okay, I miss her too. And look, up there, do you see the sun?" She asked, pointing with one of her paws. "Yes?" She said, trying to look at the sun, but the sun was too bright, her eyes hurt her, she looked away, blinded for a few seconds. She wondered, thinking 'What's with the sun?'. "Well during the day, the sun comes out and protects us from the dark. But when it becomes night time the sun isn't there to protect us, so the stars come out to watch over us in the dark." She explained. "But that means StarClan cat can't watch us during the day, right? Because they don't need to protect us, does that mean mama won't come to my apprentice ceremony?" She said, kind of disappointed. Beechberry shook her head, "No, of course, she'll be able to see you! StarClan doesn't just live in the stars, they live in the sky." She explained. "Then why can't I see them? The sky is not very far like the stars!" She said, raising an eyebrow staring at the queen. She smiled, "Because they are invisible, and they can only see you, you can't see them."What's invisibi-?" She said, pronouncing it wrong. It sounds weird, how they could see me, but I can't? What kind of cats are these? "Well, it means that they can see you but you can't see them." She explained. "Can I be invisible?" She squeaked, interested.
Peonykit was feeling much better after the death of her mother, she wanted to forget it somehow, at least for a while, she didn't want to play, running around is tiring, especially with her heavy weigh, she sighed and decided to check on her father, in the medicine den, she couldn't find him, instead, she found Smokestorm, the medicine cat. “What do you want?” he asked with a sigh, hearing her paw steps as he sorted herbs. A quick thought came to her mind, she could help Smokestorm, he seems busy often and needs someone to help him, she is a kit, she could help him instead of doing nothing, maybe she doesn't want to be a medicine cat, but that doesn't mean she can't help him, it will also help her to forget about her mother's death. She looked at him, "Uh, could I help you? You seem busy and I have nothing else to do." She calmly meowed. "Do you know what this is?" he asked sharply, holding up some dock. She studied the herbs quickly, "No, but it has the same appearance as this herb." She meowed, pointed at a bundle of dock leaves gathered in a pile since it has a really similar appearance and shape, but definitely not size. "Hmph. Fine, take this moss and soak it in water, I'm thirsty." he huffed eventually. She smiled at the tom, before grabbing the moss, she often sees moss, she knows how it looks, then ran to the nearest puddle of water, she can't leave the camp after all. A few moments later she came with the soaked moss, she put it near Smokestorm, "Here you go!". He stared at it and then drank a bit of water, then pushed it aside and continued to work. She sat down and watched the tom, it was more interesting than sleeping or dreaming of becoming an apprentice. "What are you doing?" he sighed, pausing to turn around and face the small kit. "Watching you. I may learn something." She meowed, shrugging, "It's better than sleeping.". "Fine. Just don't make noise," he said eventually, as he turned around and continued to sort his herbs. She nodded, she watched the tom sorting the herbs, she could see colorful stuff, but mostly green. She wondered what does all of these do and what the use of them. He was mumbling a few things under his breath, and a few words could be heard. 'marigold......poppy seeds.....stupid apprentices....gonna get themselves killed....' She quickly tried to memorize what he said, sadly only remembering poppy seeds and their small black appearance. When she heard about the apprentices, she opened her mouth to speak but decide against it. He continued his mumbling 'too many deaths...ignorant idiots....rude kits..." She kept hearing silently, she didn't want to interrupt the tom, especially he asked her to be quiet. She let out a small sigh, barely anyone could hear. He thought he heard a small noise, but decided that she wouldn't dare make a noise when he told her not to. "Lily....understands.......stupid....just like her mother.....can't wait....kits" he muttered. In her mind, she wondered who is Lily, or Lily something she couldn't here, she decided against asking, she approached him and the herbs keeping enough distance.Apprenticeship[]
This time, Sunstar looked even worse. His eyes were red and his fur matted and dirty- what was going wrong this time? "All cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath the Thunder Rock for a clan meeting!" Though his voice rang out over the entire camp, it sounded harsh and hoarse. Peonykit was 6 moons, it means it's her apprentice ceremony! She hurried from the nursery with neat, well-groomed fur, she decided to even decorate it with flowers and petals. The thoughts of finally being an apprentice ringing in her mind, she was excited, to explore the territory, it would be fun as she thinks. She sat beneath the Thunder Rock, puffing her fur, she was already proud of herself. Redburst pawed over first. "hello Sunstar. are you okay?" Creekblight noticed this of him and rushed to the rock...he was silent but badly wanted to say, 'Are you alright, Sunstar?' Then he looked back at Ivykit and smiled. Creekblight was near Peonykit and he whispered "Are you excited?" he smiled as he thought of how thrilling this must be. She nodded, "Of course!", who is going to be her mentor? She wanted to bounce out of her place of excitement, she let out an innocent squeak, she raised her head high, staring at the leader with a big grin, she wanted to see the territory, maybe meet some other cats living outside. Petal as an example. "I thought so!!" he grinned as he looked at all the kits going to be apprentices, then he looked up at Sunstar and thought of this must be tiring to him though. Ivykit trotted over to the Thunder Rock, eyes gleaming with excitement. His fur was hastily groomed, a tuft of it sticking awkwardly off of his head. <Today's the day!> He thought, taking a seat next to his sister. Peonykit glanced back at her brother with a big smile, "I wonder who is going to be my mentor!" She squeaked, she doesn't want her eyes to go away from the leader, she wanted to become an apprentice the first. Ivykit beamed at his sister. "I heard that right after the ceremony, we get to go explore the territory with our mentors!" He whispered, trying not to interrupt the Leader. "Yeah! I really want to see the territory, it must be big, I've only seen ShadowClan's during the night. I wonder how our territory looks! Maybe I could find some pebbles to collect!' Peonykit's smile widened, she doesn't want to dream of all of this, she wants to see it with her own eyes. Sunstar tried to smile as she approached, but it didn't reach his eyes. "Peonykit, you have reached the age of six moons, and it is time for you to become an apprentice. Until you receive your warrior name, you shall be known as Peonypaw. Your mentor will be Streaksnout.", "Peonypaw! Peonypaw!" Ivykit cheered his sister's new name, grinning with pride. "Ivykit, you have also reached the age of six moons. From now on, you shall be known as Ivypaw. Your mentor will be Wildreed." Sunstar said. The she-cat beamed, it was Streaksnout! She would be happy to be his apprentice, he was one of her friends, after all, she looked around for the tom as she knew as a tradition, a mentor and an apprentice touch their noses, she doesn't know why, but she would do it anyways. Ivykit blinked. He had never spoken to Wildreed before, but he knew that they must be a fantastic warrior if they were being given an apprentice. He trotted forward, looking for his new mentor. Peonykit stared back at him, hearing her new name, she grinned, when Ivykit was made an apprentice, she shouted his name and cheered, "Ivypaw! Ivypaw! Ivypaw!", it was a happy day of her and her siblings, she knew her mother is watching her somewhere. Hollowmoss padded into camp and gave Sunstar a concerned look. Was age finally catching up with him? He was a bit upset he couldn't mentor one of the kits, with the loss of his eye he would have been fit to help apprentices adapt to new things, but there was always the next set of kits. Creekblight looked at them and congratulated them on becoming apprentices "Great job!!" but looked over to Sunstar and asked, "Are you okay Sunstar?" Splashstone went over to the Thunder rock. Nightlight padded over silently, she sat gracefully in time to hear the two new apprentices, but did l didn't say a word, instead, she watched Sunstar, concern lit her gaze. Watching his leader, Rabbitfoot got worried. He looked so tired and terrible. He was sure his leader hadn't been sleeping enough. He ignored the urge to check on him and instead chanted the names of the two newly made apprentices. Rooktalon padded up to the two of them, eyes pained but happy. "Congratulations, Ivypaw. Peonypaw. I'm so proud of you." Peonykit, now Peonypaw stared at her father with her sparkling eyes, she looked proud of herself, she rushed toward her father with a smile and nuzzle him, she always wants her parents to be proud of her. They are, at least she can make sure Rooktalon is. Cricketkit looked up at Sunstar with excitement. Ivypaw nodded, still grinning wildly. "Thanks, dad! Oh, also- who's Wildreed?" He asked, whispering the last few words. "That molly over there," he replied with a nod in her direction. "I don't know her very well." Lakekit padded over, her muzzle high. She felt proud for no reason, mostly because this was the moon where she could finally become an apprentice, also because this was one step towards becoming a tŷrant who ruled the worm kingdom. She sat beside some random cat, thumping her tail against the ground. Streaksnout looked up, surprise flashing in his gaze, then happiness. He walked over to Peonypaw and looked down at her proudly. "Whatever you're thinking about doing right now, we're gonna do it." He purred. She touched her nose with her mentor Streaksnout. She beamed, "Maybe explore the territory! I'd like to see the flowers out there!" She said purring at him, her eyes glittering in excitement. Baykit beamed at his friend. Instead of calling 'Peonypaw', he called 'Ponypaw'. Snowkit blinked up at Sunstar, her, today even more cloudy than usual, eyes shone excitedly. Flickerdash walked over to the group of cats. Then soon, Sunstar announced that Lakekit's mentor is Gorseburn, Cricketkit's mentor is Icedrift, and Snowkit's mentor is Rabbitfoot. Rabbitfoot would've been lying if he said he wasn't surprised. His eyes grew wide as he grinned, immediately trying to spot Snowkit out of the crowd. He chanted her name. Featherbreeze chanted all the names, looking very tired and very like she didn't want to do that. "Snowpaw! Peonypaw! Cricketpaw! Ivypaw! Lakepaw!" She chuckled and looked back at Baykit, she could recognize Ponypaw from all of the voices chanting her name, she smiled at him, she trotted toward him, "In two moons you'll have your own ceremony!" She beamed at him. He nodded, fluff flopping around. "Yup! Baypaw!" Baykit giggled. "We could explore the territory together! I bet it's so big! Maybe we could find some feathers, pebbles, and flowers!" She squeaked, dreaming of how does the territory looks like. His bright blue eyes lit up at the idea. "We can climb trees!" He mrrowed, but he knew it would take a lot of effort for both of them to climb trees since they were both short and overweight. "Seems wonderful! We can have a really good view from up there. We could see the camp!" She beamed, forgetting about how hard it is to climb trees with short legs, but she knows Streaksnout is a wonderful mentor and could teach her anything. "And the stars!" He added proudly. He was excited to see the stars from close to the sky. Maybe they were really hot. Maybe they were too far for him to feel anything. "Yes! We could see StarClan closer! They live on stars after all!" Her eyes widened in happiness, "Maybe we could see cats that dead from a long time ago!" She knew they are invisible, but maybe they show up from there or maybe they are too small to be seen. "StarClan lives on stars!?" He gasped. It all made sense now! He wondered if she was thinking of her mother now, at the mention of StarClan. He felt bad that Reddream wasn't there for her ceremony. "Beechberry said they are invisible, which means you can't see them, but they see you. And they are in the sky as well!" She was indeed thinking of her mother, but she already got over her death, maybe she moved quickly, but it's better than grieving forever. "Oooooooh!" He cooed. With starry eyes, he looked up at the sky and waved his tail. Maybe a StarClan cat was looking now. "Hey, maybe you would like to see the territory, but... From inside the camp!" She meowed, looking around for a way, when an idea flashed to her mind. She smiled at Baykit.
Peonypaw was grooming herself, she wanted to go out and explore, but she decided it would be good to be in the best condition as possible, she stretched, she was about to leave the camp's entrance before she remembered she forgot something, she was standing there trying to remember, awkwardly. Lionwatcher padded up to her, "congratulations!" He said. "You are an apprentice now!" He added cheerfully. "Thank you~," She said, puffing her chest, proud of herself, forgetting she is supposed to go, she questioned her clanmate, "How do you do?" Her eyes sparkling as usual. "I'm good, how about you?". "Doing pretty well." She said, staring at the sky, she sighed, like always, remembering her dead mother, Reddream. "What's wrong?" Lionwatcher asked once he noticed something was wrong.
Peonypaw was looking for her mentor around, she was excited to train for the first time with her mentor, maybe explore the territory, but they both seem fun, she peeked inside the warrior's den, "Streaksnout? Are you in?" She shouted, her voice full of enthusiasm and happiness. Streaksnout's eyes shot open at the bright sound of Peonypaw's voice. He chuckled and stood up. "Coming!" he purred. He got a few annoyed looks as he walked out of the warrior's den. He glanced at Peonypaw with amusement. "You know, when I was an apprentice, it was the mentors who reminded when training was." he purred. She chuckled, "Were you that lazy?", staring at her mentor's eyes, "Did I wake you up? I apologize if then." She purred at the tom, before taking a few steps toward the camp's entrance, taking a peek outside. She doesn't need to worry anymore about sneaking out, no one can say no to her since she is old enough. "Ah, it doesn't matter. I should be awake anyways by now," he admitted. "Since it's our first day of training, how would you like to go see the territory?" he tilted his head. "Yes! I would love to! I would love to pick some flowers as well. And maybe collect some feathers for Baykit, I think he loves them!" She squeaked like a kit, happily, she is happy to have Streaksnout as her mentor, she padded closer to the entrance with her silly, mischievous grin on her face. "Haha, ok then!" He laughed and bounded after her. He led her through the entrance and into the thick forest. "Would you like to go to the lake first, the great oak, the flower fields, there are so many places in the forest." he purred. "I see, maybe a place where there are many flowers? Maybe somewhere next freshwater? Everything seems exciting to see! I want to visit them all!" The she-cat babbled everything in her mind, she totally forgot about her mother's death. Streaksnout laughed. "Slow down, there. One paw step at a time. We could go see the borders if you like. The forest is beautiful this time of year." he purred. "WindClan's border is that-a-way. We might be able to take a glimpse of the lake. It really is beautiful in leaf-fall." Streaksnout purred. "We could also go check out Thunder falls if you like." he meowed. "Ooo! Leaves make the territory beautiful. Right? I wonder who does it look in the other seasons!" She squeaked taking a few steps. Thunder Falls seems like a good place. Could we go there?" She said, bouncing out of excitement. Streaksnout purred. "Of course! I always loved going to Thunder falls as an apprentice. You'll love it!" he purred and bounded through the brush towards thunder falls. She followed her mentor with a big grin on her face, she knows it's going to be fun, but moving a lot with her short legs started to make her legs in pain, but she tried to ignore it as much as possible, she couldn't let her pain control her and her first time exploring the territory. Streaksnout looked back as Peonypaw stumbled after him. He made a mental note that he should go a little slower. He took his paw and brushed a vine out of the way, revealing a stone clearing. The Thunder falls tumbled rushing water into the large pool at the bottom. Streaksnout grinned and led Peonypaw through the brush and into the clearing. "Isn't it beautiful?" he grinned. Peonypaw was following the tom, she was slower than him, but eventually came, she saw the rushing water of Thunder Falls and the sound of fresh water, she gasped, "It's... Majestic and breath-taking!" She approached the water and crouched down, she closed her eyes listening to the water calmly. "It is, isn't it?" purred Streaksnout. "I always used to love this place. My mentor took me here all the time to catch fish. And yes, I do know how to catch fish." he meowed. "Oooo! Could you teach me, it sounds wonderful." She beamed, amused, looking at some creatures wiggling and splashing in the water, before trying to wipe one outside the water. "Who was your mentor?" The she-cat squeaked, interested. "Of course!" he purred. "We'll have to wait a bit though. The water is freezing during leaf-fall. I don't want you catching a cold." he purred. "My mentor's name was (Note: This character does not exist.) Featherstalk. He was a very fun mentor. I hope I can be the same." He meowed. "Well, I think my thick fur could deal with the water's coldness!" She said, putting one of her paws in the water, it was cold, but not freezing, "You already is!" She chortled, before splashing water toward the tom's direction. "No need to regret anything." Before using her whole body to make a huge wave on Streaksnout, she stuck her tongue out and winked toward him before splashing him more with water. Streaksnout flicked his tail playfully. He leaped forward and belly-flopped into the water, creating a large wave taller than him. He stood up in the water and shook out his fur. "Beat that!" He teased. 'Oh no!' She thought looking at that wave, especially Peonypaw was short to her age, she used her tail to protect herself, the wave, whoever she was washed away with the water to the shore. She coughed some water when she reached the sand. Streaksnout perked his ears and rushed over. "Peonypaw!" he meowed. He breathed a humongous sigh of relief when he saw her breathing. "Thank StarClan." he sighed. "I am so, so sorry, Peonypaw!" he fretted and sniffed her over. "Are you okay? Do you need help?" his tail lashed worriedly and his eyes glistened with concern. "I'm fine!" She squeaked, before bouncing in the water and taking friendly revenge on Streaksnout, splashing him with even more water, "No need to worry about me!" She giggled enjoying the water, she rolled in the sand making her a golden cat. She looked at her reflection and started to laugh at herself. "Ah, phew. I don't need my apprentice drowning on the first day," he meowed. He snorted as he watched Peonypaw cover herself in the sand. He put a paw over his mouth to cover his giggling. "You look like a banana," he purred and waded back into the water, flicking water at his apprentice with his sleek tail. "A banana?" She squeezed her eyes, what was that? But it looks pretty fun anyways, water seems like a good activity, but for sure, after all that splashing there wasn't a single fish around, they have run for their life. "It's a yellow fruit." he purred. "Featherstalk always used to take me here. We would catch fish and eat them fresh since no one back at camp likes 'em." he looked around. "The fish all seem to have left for today though. We'll have to come back later." he purred. "Awesome!" She squeaked, despite she didn't even know what fruit is. She squealed, "Aww! They left?! Why would they leave?" She felt disappointed, no fish today? She never tasted fish, but she saw them in water before. "Well, unfortunately, today it was either games or fish. I believe you were the one who chose games," he chuckled. "Don't worry. We can come back tomorrow and catch some. They taste delicious, and it leaves more prey for the elders and queens."
Peonypaw decided to explore the territory with her stubby legs, she wandered around, not noticing the territory was different, the scent was different, she was shorter than an average new made apprentice but chubbier, her nose detected a scent of a cat, she started to look for it. Junipershine was taking a walk, letting her kits nap in the camp for a bit, and noticed Peonypaw. Peonypaw was sniffing around, without noticing she was face to face with the she-cat, "Greetings." The newly made apprentice said to the she-cat with a smile on her face. "Oh, hello." She said, a bit startled. Maybe she startled the warrior, but she didn't startle herself, "I'm Peonypaw, nice to meet you." The apprentice squeaked, in a friendly tone. Maybe she just liked chatting. "Well, nice to meet you. Why are you on Riverclan territory?" She didn't sound territorial though, just mildly curious. "RiverClan's territory? Am I in it?" She titled her head in her neck's fluff. Heatbranch told her there are four clans, she already knows ThunderClan, ShadowClan, RiverClan, SkyClan, and StarClan! She knows them all, wonderful. But there is one clan she is missing, WindClan. She didn't know she would be in trouble to explore other territories. "Mhm." She nodded. "Now my clan mates probably won't take it as kindly as I am that you are here.". "I was just exploring on my own... I apologize! May you lead me to the way back?" She muttered. Looking to the she-cat, avoiding her eyes. "Sure." She purred and shehe led the way out of her territory. She followed her with a big grin on her face, she had a few adventures today. She led her back to Thunderclan Territory.
Quilldaw was fishing. Peonypaw was chilling next to a tree, she crossed from ThunderClan's territory, the four trees, and finally into RiverClan's territory. Her legs hurt her from walking around. Quilldawn didn’t notice her. They caught another fish and added it to their growing pile. Peonypaw noticed the scent of the cat, she crouched down and approached them quietly, before getting up when they are not too far away. Quilldawn stopped for a moment, staring off into space.”Wait...” Peonypaw was still standing there watching. “I can see you. You’re not from Riverclan. Why are you here?”. "Hm? RiverClan?" The newly-made apprentice squealed, she was in RiverClan's territory again, maybe she better asks Streaksnout about boundaries. Despite she only wants to explore. They realized it was an apprentice. “Yes, Riverclan” "I may have explored so far." She said, shrugging, the she-cat was even shorter than an average new-made apprentice. She looked around catching her scent that leads back to ThunderClan's camp. “You are very small,” Quilldawn said. "How offensive." She sighed. "Thank you anyways." She shouted from a distance, how rude to point someone is short. She walked off. “Well- YOU ARE!” They sighed- Quilldawn couldn’t believe they got into a fight with an apprentice. They shouldn’t have been so blunt.The apprentice just simply ignored her, she didn't want to argue, she was indeed short. But she doesn't like someone to point out. “Hmph”
Dawnfeather was laying by the river close to the border. Peonypaw noticed the she-cat and approached her with a smile, Her tail motioned in greetings, "Hello!" The newly-made apprentice said in a friendly way. Dawnfeather waved her tail at the cat. She sat down from a distance and watched the she-cat, calmly. She smiled a bit. Dawnfeather went back to watching the river. She sighed, getting up, she finally decided to introduce herself, "I'm Peonypaw. Nice to meet you." Said Peonypaw. She nodded. She was kind of confused that the she-cat didn't really reply, maybe she doesn't like to talk a lot, she shrugged the idea off and stared at the she-cat silently. She watched for a fish, once one swam by she pulled it out. She kept staring at the she-cat, she sat down next to her watching the fish, maybe because she liked watching them with Streaksnout, her mentor. She kept watching the fish. It was awkward, but the two cats were staring at fish as if they knew each other. She flicked her tail. She glanced at Dawnfeather's tail for a moment, before watching the river. She loved watching the fish swim around. Peonypaw felt a little uncomfortable being next to a stranger but ignored the feeling. Dawnfeather started to stare at the sky. She looked at the sky because why she can't she. She sighed.
Heatbranch was stalking a squirrel, quietly stepping forwards as it nibbled on a plant. A ThunderClan new-made apprentice was wandering and exploring nearby, accidentally crossing ShadowClan's border, she didn't notice the change of the scent, maybe because ShadowClan's scent is familiar until she bumped into Heatbranch, the same cat she met two moons ago. Heatbranch froze, jumping backward. "Who the-" His words just stopped when he recognized who it was. "Peonykit?". "Now, Peonypaw. I apologize for bumping into you." She said, in a friendly tone, she wasn't mad at all, for him kidnapping her, injuring her father, she remained calm with a small smile on her face. "Oh." He muttered, frozen in place as he stared at her. If there was any emotion in his eyes, it was shock. She studied his eyes, "I want to apologize for bringing illness to your clan." She said very calmly. She forgave him already, she was a forgiving cat anyways. Despite he kidnapped her, she got the opportunity to meet some other cats. "You don't have to. It wasn't your fault." Heatbranch's voice was quiet as if Peonypaw's calmness surprised him. "I was sick, it was my fault~," She said, simply. Did he expect her to be mad? She doesn't know why she was in ShadowClan's territory after all. She should be ashamed of herself. "No, it wasn't. I'm the one who kidnapped you." "Mhm, fine, it's both our faults, okay?" She meowed, "May I ask why did you kidnap me? I'm not mad at you, I already forgave you." She pleaded for an answer. Heatbranch hesitated, but it wasn't like she didn't deserve to know. "I made a mistake, Peonypaw. Your father was right, I obsessed over him killing Ivybranch... But I'll probably never get over it." His tail tip flicked back and forth. "You see, I was doing it all because my idiotic mind saw it as a way to protect my newborn kits. I'm mad at a cat in my clan, too, and I wanted to frame him. I know it was stupid."
Peonypaw trespassed ShadowClan's territory, meeting Swiftgaze, she asked her if she was on ShadowClan's territory which the she-cat replied with yes. She apologized and introduced herself. Swiftgaze liked this type of cats, understanding, kind, and calm. She complimented Peonypaw's name and introduced herself. Peonypaw thanked her and told her that her mother named her. Looking to the sky hoping her mother was listening to her. Swiftgaze said that her mother made a good choice. She thanked her again and hoped her mother heard this.
Peonypaw trespassed ShadowClan's territory again and met a she-cat named Mousepelt and they ended up chatting, they introduced themselves to each other, Peonypaw told her about Quilldawn and who she called her small and asked her if she is really small, Mousepelt denied saying she was always short. She also asked her if she went to a gathering, Peonypaw replied with no and asked her what is it, thinking it was a gathering contest. Which wasn't.
Peonypaw finished recently a fishing lesson with Streaksnout, she trotted into the camp, her fur was completely wet, whoever, she was holding a fish in her jaws. She put in the fresh-pile and curled around herself to get some warmth, day by day the water was getting even colder, she wondered if it means leaf-bare is coming soon. Baykit was nearby, his whole face lit up when he saw Peonypaw. But she was wet, so he then looked worried. "Ponypaw." He meowed, slowly padding over to her and sitting down. "You okay?" He asked, his tail sweeping over so the tip rested by her back. He whipped it away when he felt the coldness of her fur. She beamed and smiled at the kit, she chuckled, "I am. I was just fishing in the water. I caught that fish!" She pointed at a fish laying in the fresh-pile, she started to groom her messy curled fur, feels her legs were in the water a lot, they hurt her which made her unable to reach every place. "Oooohhh!" He cooed, starry-eyed as he looked at the fish, He noticed how she couldn't reach every place while grooming, so he blinked confusedly. "You sure you okay?" He asked. He took a brown paw and poked her side lightly, strange for a cat like him. He wasn't a very social cat, true, but that was different around his friends and the cats he cared about. "I'm sure. My legs hurt a little, I'm pretty sure it is because of the water's coldness. The pain goes will by itself in a while." She chortled, grinning at him and standing on her legs. They still hurt, but it wouldn't affect so much anyways. "Maybe you need nest warmth." He suggested, looking up at her as she got to her paws. He wondered if the pain in her legs was similar to the pain he had every day. If it was, he'd feel sad that she felt the same way, but he knew that she'd be brave, just like him. "I'm guessing so." She said, nodding to the tom, before walking toward the apprentice's den's entrance with a sigh, she kind of didn't do anything other than swimming, her legs hurt, it's not only because of the water after all, but she is unable to see the truth. He walked after her slowly, so he could accompany her in the apprentice's den. He wanted to see what it was like in there. "How do your legs feel?" Baykit asked. He was trying to make a connection to her pain and his. Maybe he could get Smokestorm to help if it got any worse. "Well, it's going to take a while to feel better," She said, snuggling in her nest with the moss. She felt the warmth of the den, she felt better when she wasn't moving her leg much. So she could recover, or so he thought. He couldn't recover as far as he knew, so he smiled. "Oh, okay." He meowed as he sat down next to her nest, looking around the den. It was less pretty then the nursery, but he couldn't wait to stay here. She purred at him, she tried to tickle Baykit with her tail, at least her tail doesn't hurt, she was getting warmth quickly, "Be careful, you may step on a pebble or a stick hiding her or there, they can be slippy or sharp." She felt a little stick stabbing her tail's fur, whoever didn't reach her skin. He started to giggle at her tickling, flipping over on his side and covering the place she tickled. "Hey!" He squealed, half aware of a pebble that was in his side. It didn't hurt, because his fluff protected him from it. She giggled, noticing the pebbles and sticks were on his side, "Are you hurt?" She said, pushing them away with her soft-furred paw. She decided to use her tail to tickle his back instead. She let out a soft roar, "Do you give up?" She chuckled, tickling him even more. She has fun tickling cats. He wriggled around on the floor, laughing loudly and moving his little limbs around. "Yes! Mercy!" He squealed. He rolled away from the pebbles and sticks so they wouldn't hurt him, though he was unaware of anything else that might be near him, too busy laughing at her invading tail. "Fine, fine, the tickling monster showed some mercy." She giggled, she stopped tickling him, her tail curled around her body again, she totally forgot her pain, playing and laughing makes her always better, "How was it? Sometimes I wish if people could tickle me all the time." She let out a soft purr.
Peonypaw went to her first gathering.
Rooktalon had never really believed in Starclan. It all just seemed so... inconsequential, before. Now, though- now he was starting to consider it. He wheezed out a shaky breath, limp and trembling in his nest. He was tired. So tired. It was time for a rest. Peonypaw came back to the camp, with some fish in her jaws, she seemed to enjoy her day, she decided to check on her father, he never seemed to feel better since ever he got injured, she padded inside the medicine den to see him suffer to breath, "Dad?" Peonypaw gasped, what if he died too? Rooktalon looked up at her blearily. "Peonykit?" He murmured. "No, no... 'paw. Peony...paw." He began to cough and rested his head back down on the moss. "It's okay." "Should I go and fetch Smokestorm?" She panted, before going outside of the den to find that medicine cat, she was worried, she couldn't lose another cat after her mother, "Smokestorm?!" She shouted, her voice scared. "Peonypaw," he croaked, holding his paw out. "Don't leave. Stay here with me. please." He wasn't sure if she could hear him now, but he didn't want to be alone. He was so, so scared of being alone. She felt she heard something, what if it was her father, she padded back, "Did you say anything?" She was so worried, she sat next to him and put her paw on his. She was so scared to leave her father. "Just stay with me," Rooktalon repeated. His tail thumped up and down weakly. "Do you... know where your siblings are?" Ivypaw and Cricketpaw had been so busy with their apprentice duties that he hadn't seen them in days. "I don't want..." He trailed off. Speaking took a lot out of him. Everything did, these days. Darkglow walked up to Rooktalon, and knew what was happening. He touched his muzzle to Rooktalon's head and nodded, a tear trailing down his face. Rooktalon looked at him thankfully. "You... remember what I asked you?" Ivypaw had been sitting by the fresh-kill pile when he heard his family's voices coming from inside the medicine den. <What's going on...?> He thought, padding over. "Dad? Are you okay?" He asked, face showing both confusion and concern. Darkglow nodded. "I promise to take care of them as you asked. Peonypaw still pressing on his paw, she dug her nose in her father's fur, what he didn't want to? Is he going to go too? She heard Darkglow's words, who? "I'm assuming, Ivypaw is here." She muttered. Rooktalon nodded, glancing up at his son with a weak smile. "Ivypaw," he murmured, "I'm glad you're here. And I... I'm sorry. For everything." Darkglow nuzzled the tom again. Peonypaw wondered, taking care of who? Is he going somewhere? He can't, he is sick, why is he saying... Goodbye? A sob let out from Peonypaw, "Are going somewhere...?" The last thing in her mind was StarClan. How he could leave in a few moments there. Maybe because she thinks his body goes with him too. Not only his soul.
Rooktalon died.
Peonypaw stared at the sky, first her mother, second her father, and now her mentor is going to be unable to mentor her and needs to get a new mentor, she has been asking herself why StarClan want us to suffer? Are they real? She couldn't deny the fact everyone believes in them so they must be true and not a pretty story created by an elder, she sighed, her legs were shaking, she trained herself over her power, they hurt, her body hurts, though no emotions showed on her face, she was tired of everything. She only wants her parents to see her as a full warrior and see how proud they are, even if they said they are going to be proud, she can't see it, she won't be able to see their faces ever again until she dies herself which is the least thing concerning her right now. Creekblight was walking back from having a nice meal with Darkglow when he decided to bring the apprentice some food and was carrying two mice and a small rabbit. he saw Peonypaw and came over "Hi Peonypaw! Watcha' up to?" he smiled as he held the prey in his mouth. The she-cat was distracted for a while she didn't hear the tom at the beginning. But in a sudden, she snapped into reality, she looked around to see the tom, she remembers she saw his mouth moving though she doesn't remember what he said, "O-oh, h-hello." She apprentice squealed unsure of what she should say instead. He saw that she look distracted and then mewed "Do you want some fresh kill? I brought some mice and a rabbit..." he said as he dropped the two grey mice and the brown and white rabbit, and nudged them toward her and sat down feeling the warm sunlight on his face seeing that clouds were coming, 'Maybe rain?...or is it just clouds...they look kinda dark though..' He thought. Wolfdusk padded over. "Have you guys noticed anything... /strange/ about those clouds recently?" She tilted her head toward the sky and studied the distant dark shapes. Creekblight nodded as he agreed that clouds were strange-looking "Yah your right..." Wolfdusk eyed the trees behind the warriors and elders dens. "I wonder how well those branches will hold up in the high wind if those clouds are as dark as they seem.", "No. Thank you. I prefer to eat fish more." Muttered Peonypaw, she sighed and continued looking at the sky, it seems leaf-bare is coming soon, she yawned a little bit, getting up and stretching, snatching a fish she caught from the fresh-pile. Her ears pricked toward the warriors, listening to their talk quietly.
Ducksplash padded along the RiverClan border, lost in her thoughts. The scent of ThunderClan filled her nose, and she realized she was right at the border. 'Whoops,' she thought as she started to turn back. A reddish torbie was not far away, she noticed the she-cat and smiled a little, she approached her and greeted, "Hello there~" Her tone was friendly and calm. Ducksplash jerked her head up. "Oh! Hi there!" she mewed nervously. "I didn't mean to come on your territory!". "No worries~" The she-cat purred, "I crossed your borders several times as well. Anyways... I'm Peonypaw, nice to meet you." Meowed Peonypaw, flicking her tail politely. "Nice to meet you too. I'm Ducksplash." She smiled at Peonypaw. "How's the prey running in ThunderClan?". "Does... Prey run? I thought they swim." She meowed, talking specifically about fish, she didn't get to hunt other prey beside fish from Thunder Falls. "Oh haha it's just an expression," she mewed. "Mhm, what's an expression?" She squeaked cluelessly.
Koipaw wandered into the forest unknowingly, chasing a brightly colored butterfly that was on a boulder by the river. He had no idea where he was, and was starting to feel a little worried that he may not find his way home. A tiny she-cat was talking to the tree beside her when she noticed the butterfly, she beamed and squealed like a kit, "Oh! It's a butterfly!" She assumed the tree couldn't see it so she giggled, "Mhm, do you see it, I'll catch it for you!" Then she chased after the butterfly tripping and falling right in front of Koipaw, the she-cat squeaked, beaming, "Hello!" “Hi!” He mewed, swishing his tail happily, and forgetting the whole situation. “Who are you? You don’t look like a RiverClan cat, but uhm, I don’t think I’m in my territory.” He looked at her again, “I’m guessing a ThunderClan cat? My mentor told me that WindCla cats are super skinny, and ShadowClan cats look a bit scary and shadowy.” "Yes, I am indeed from ThunderClan and you're in our territory. I don't really think ShadowClan cats are scary~ They are nice." She meowed, still grinning, she tried to act as nicely as possible. "Oh... Wait there is WindClan? Wheeze, there are a lot of clans!"
Pounce was again padding along the territory, hoping to see the same older she-cat from yesterday. Already, he was wondering more about her and getting too attached. He knew he shouldn't, but... well, he couldn't help it. Only, he'd meet someone new that day. Peonypaw was sitting down beside a tall tree, chatting with it, probably looks weird, she talks to it like any normal cat and when she finished her sentence she keeps putting her head on the log hoping to hear something from it. She knew it was alive and possibly feeling lonely. She noticed a scent nearby, unfamiliar scent. She approaches when she noticed a tom, "Hello there!" Meowed Peonypaw cheerfully with a welcoming smile on her face. He jumped in surprise, something he hadn't done a lot of recently. His shoulders slumped slightly as he studied her. "Hello.." He murmured. "I'm Peonypaw, nice to meet you!" She chuckled, "Sorry, did I startle you? I apologize!" She muttered, trying to be as friendly and nice as possible, studying the tom's eyes with her own eyes. Smiling at him. He smiled back, relaxing a little bit as he glanced to the side. “Um,” He faltered. “Pounce. I’m Pounce.” "Well, nice to meet you. Are you okay? You seem lost~" She muttered, staring at the tom with her huge rounded green. "Er, no I'm-I'm not lost.." "Do you need any help with anything? You don't seem fine to me." She said, still smiling at him, beaming. She liked meeting other cats. He shrugged before a thought came to him. “Yeah, actually... what-what’s Clan life like? What’s ThunderClan like?” "ThunderClan is like... Uhh, clan where cats like going to whatever StarClan? A lot of cats dead lately... ThunderClan is huge! A lot of cats there to talk to, many of them are nice!" She babbled, she was taught from Baykit the word ' Dead ' unaware she is supposed to say die instead.
Peonypaw was standing on her hind legs inside the camp, watching some birds nibbling outside of the camp, she doesn't have an interest in catching birds, she doesn't have an interest in catching anything besides fish. She stumbled and fell, noticing Baykit was around, she approached him with a smile on her face.
Heatbranch padded along the border, thinking about stuff and things. A reddish torbie was enjoying her time talking to a tree when she caught Heatbranch's scent, she approached him and greeted him, beaming, "Oh, hello Heatbranch!". He perked his ears, surprised to see Peonypaw when he looked towards the voice. "Hi, Peonypaw. "How are you? How's ShadowClan?" She meowed, she smiled at the tom. Heatbranch shrugged, not exactly answering the question. "How are you?" "I'm assuming I'm fine~" She quietly, kinda sad. "Assuming?" He questioned, flicking his ear. "Rooktalon died recently~" She muttered, sad. ((WIP))
Tigerspark died.
Peonypaw was outside for a while, she collected pretty hollowed shells, good for storing something small in them, liquid or a solid thing in them, she also gathered a few blue feathers from a jay she tried to captured, but she failed due to lack of experience, her mentor didn't teach her yet, mostly because he can't be her mentor anymore, her cheeks were wet from the tears that fell on them, knowing she is just weak and lower than the other apprentices, but at least she never tried to give up, her fur was messy and wet, she has been feeling sick of the water's coldness that her body couldn't take anymore, it just gets colder each day, but that's the only thing she knows she could help with, catching fish, did anyone appreciate fish in ThunderClan anyways? Are her parents are proud of her to see her like this? Unable to help her own clan, she took heavy steps to the camp, the weigh on her legs don't help her, she only gets slower and slower as she walks, she wiped the tears of her eyes and faked a smiled as usual. She stumbled across some moss, remembering Smokestorm may be thirsty, she grabbed them and soaked them in water and took them with her. All she has are those feathers, shells, moss, and a fish she caught today. Her fur was heavy and soaked, she feels she is gonna collapse at any moment, her eyes were tired, but it was still early, she finally reached the camp, she put the shells, soaked moss, and a fish next Smokestorm, she muttered, her voice was tired, but her smile never faded from her mouth, "I brought these for you." She tucked the feathers next to her ears until she finds Baykit who don't seem to be in the medicine den. She was shivering, all she wanted to snuggle next to warm moss, she walked off, and when she almost reached the medicine den's exist, she sneezed. "Stop. Lay down in one of these nests, we need to have a talk." Smokestorm sighed. "Hm?" She said, listening to Smokestorm's commands, she lied down in one of the nests, she looked up at him, licking her completely wet fur, still feeling weak, having trouble grooming herself and moving around. "What are your symptoms?" he asked, getting up and picking herbs from his stores, even though she never said she was in pain or sick. Peonypaw wasn't really sure what to say and how to explain, she never got the chance to know what illnesses are in the first place, she stuttered, unsure of what to say, "It hurts, my legs..." She paused, trying to think of something to say, for the first time she wasn't sure of what to say, "Sneezing? I feel cold too." Was it greencough again? She doesn't want to be sick, is she even sick? He nudged some herbs over towards her “Eat those, they’ll help.” he said. They were mostly the same herbs he gave to Baykit, although he added a few for the sneezing. “hmm...” he muttered a few things, trying to see if he knew what was wrong with her. She nodded, taking the herbs with her paws, swallowing them, they had a weird taste, not necessarily bad, she didn't bother herself to complain about their taste. They didn't really seem like the same herbs when she caught a greencough, she probably thought he is going to command her to rest because mostly sick cats need to rest, she lied down on the soft moss and gazed at his eyes with a worried face. “I’ll have to learn a bit more about what’s wrong with you, but something tells me you don’t have a common sickness. I don’t believe it’s contagious, in fact, it might be a bit similar to what Baykit has... For now, you should rest.” He advised. "Baykit is... Sick?" She meowed, she didn't really know he was sick, or at least he didn't show it that much, she felt really bad to know Baykit was sick, he was always concerned about her, but now she realized she didn't really pay something in return, comfort him or anything. She nodded and curled her tail around her body and laying in a comfortable pose. “He has a condition that makes him sore all over” he explained. "Oh, I wish if I was a better friend~ I could've comfort them instead of doing nothing other than playing as a kit~" She was completely disappointed in herself, she was enjoying her time when her friend was in pain the whole time. “I guess you didn’t know back then” he shrugged. “Oh well. Also..thanks for the stuff. How come you always trying to help out?” he asked. "I don't feel I serve my clan and clanmates enough~ I always look at you, see that you never get to find time for yourself, always busy caring for your clanmates, sick ones, injured ones, and all I do is fishing and does anyone like fish here anyways? Well, the least thing I could do is serve the cat who needs help the most." She stood up and pushed the shells toward him, "I thought this will help you store honey or water in them." His grumpy expression changed into a confused look. This was how it felt to be appreciated? It was an odd feeling, maybe because he’d hardly ever felt it before, but it felt nice. She had caught him by surprise a bit, but he did his best to recover quickly “I..thank you? That’s.. very thoughtful of you?” he stuttered. He was very bad at this, so bad it was almost funny. No problem, remember... I always owe you. You always healed me when I was sick, you were the cat who chased after Heatbranch to get me back even though you are hurt. What can I pay in return? Could I at least help you?" She muttered, smiling at him. “I’m just doing my job I guess, you don’t need to repay me” he mumbled, not really used to this kind of treat meant from any cat who wasn’t Baykit or his family.
Baykit was apprenticed to Smokestorm, the medicine cat. Peonypaw was surprised that Baykit, now Baypaw chose to be a medicine cat, but she grinned at the tom, shouting and cheering his name as loud as she could, "Baypaw! Baypaw!" When the clan meeting dismissed, she padded toward Baypaw with a grin on her face, "Congratulations on becoming an apprentice!" She purred. "Thanks Ponypaw." He chirped, doing a little jump to face her. He could jump and run all day, because he was happy. He was strong! Very, very strong! Or, that's what he thought. She smiled at him, "Now finally we could climb trees and watch the sky, explore the territory together, and a lot of stuff!" She beamed, cheerfully, she wanted to spend the whole time outside, "I also want to show a really admirable place that Streaksnout showed me!" She squeaked.
Peonypaw was between close to ShadowClan's border, sniffing around hoping to catch a scent of a cat she knew from ShadowClan, Mousepelt, Swiftgaze, Heatbranch, Petal, it doesn't matter, she just hoped, until she managed to catch the scent of Heatbranch, she shouted, "Heatbranch?" He sat near a tree on the ShadowClan side of the border, looking up when his name was called. "Peonypaw!?". "Hello!" She said cheerfully, ignoring boundaries, cause they never made any sense to her. Heatbranch tilted his head to the side. "What're you doing here?". "Saying hello!" She purred. "Well hi." He mewed, twitching his whiskers in amusement. "How are you?" She squeaked, acting childish as usual. "I'm okay. You?" "Tigerspark died~" She said, with a kind of sad tone in her voice. "I know." Heatbranch meowed, lowering an ear. "We're you and he close?" "He is my grandfather." She sighed. "Oh." He frowned. "You don't really need to worry about it." She meowed, feeling sad, she didn't have a close bond with her grandfather, but she always misses him.
Streaksnout ran
Peonypaw's mentor changed to Lilysplash
Peonypaw stood right in front of the leader's den and meowed in a polite tone, "Excuse me, Sunstar. May I come in? I'd like to ask something." She was a bit nervous, she didn't feel she was doing pretty well, she didn't have enough training, she thinks it's the best to delay her warrior ceremony, to deserve to be a warrior is more important than be like an unskilled warrior but on time. "Yes?" Sunstar replied, looking weary. He was sitting down and staring at the ceiling of his den. "Could I ask for my warrior ceremony to be delayed one or two moons?" She muttered, padding in. She doesn't really care about what others think if it's for her own good. "Oh-" He pulled himself back into his thoughts for a second to wonder about why before answering. "Yes, of course." "Thank you! My mentor disappeared for around a moon." She muttered, dipping her head in respect. He nodded. "I can understand that." His mind flashed to Blazingfrost for a second before he dug his claws into the ground. 'Don't dwell on that.' She noticed that he unsheathed his claws, she was worried if she did something wrong, "Excuse me, I'll leave now." She said before padding out.
Smokestorm ran away.
Peonypaw's warrior ceremony got delayed.
Baypaw was staring at the herb stocks, a blank, almost- but not quite- pained expression on his face. He held a small pebble in his paws, and a pretty flower was near his floppy ear. He had no clue what he was doing. He had no clue where Stormy was. He was sad. Peonypaw or as Baykit call her, Ponypaw trotted inside the medicine den to see Smokestorm, her condition became worse recently, she kept overworking herself, especially she didn't have a mentor, she thinks she has fewer skills than anyone else. Her fur was completely wet, the water was only getting colder each day, she was shivering, when she noticed Baypaw she dropped the fish she caught from her jaw and trotted toward Baykit and sat beside him curling her tail around him, "Something is wrong?" He almost jumped at the feel of her wet fur, and in surprise, since he couldn't hear her approaching, or smell her, since the scent of the medicine den overpowered most things. He sighed. At least she was here to comfort him. "No." He trailed off. Perhaps nothing was wrong. Maybe Smokestorm, like he thought Reddream did when she died, just went on a really long walk. "Oh, sorry did I startle you? I'm pretty sorry," She apologized, keeping a distance between her and Baypaw, she forgot she was cold and wet, "Have you seen Smokestorm? I think I have a check-up." She meowed, looking at the flower near his floppy ears. He shook his head, before burying it in his chest fur. "Gone." He explained, pointing to his mentor's nest with his tail. The scent wasn't even noticeable. "Can't find him." He thought he'd be able to find him, but until then, he was sad and lonely without him. "Maybe he is in the territory? We may catch his scent on the territory that leads to him!" She meowed, she knew that was going to be tiring for both of her and Baypaw, especially she knew recently that Baypaw was sick with an illness that makes him sore all over. "But, are you alright? Smokestorm told me recently before he disappeared you have a condition that makes you sore all over."
Smokestorm died.
Peonypaw noticed the dead body of Smokestorm assuming he was just sleeping before Rabbitfoot revealed he was dead, she was furious on StarClan and sad at the same time.
Koipaw sat on a stone by the river, twitching his tail so that it just ripples the surface of the smooth water. Hunting had been difficult today, and the water out at the bay wasn’t as fresh as the rivers he was used to, which made his eyes sting. Peonypaw who crossed from ThunderClan's territory, reaching the gathering place, and finally RiverClan's territory, she was extremely tired and sleepy, she was doing some exercises hoping it will soothe her joint ache, but obviously no. It made it worse. She lied down using her tail as a big fluffy pillow. She noticed Koipaw and flicked her tail as a greeting since she had no power to walk to him. “Hi!” He mewed, bounding forward with his tail swishing happily. “How are you?” He sat down, curling his own tail around his paws, to keep them warm, which didn’t work as his tail tip was still soggy. She purred, "Oh, nice to see you again! I'm doing pretty well, how about you?" She smiled at the tom, calmly. Ignoring the fact she was in pain because she was always in pain, it doesn't matter anymore, there is no cat is doing well, after all, they lie all the time, including herself. He hesitated for a moment, thinking about what he should say. “Well, I know that there was a new litter of kits in the nursery - yes, another one, but the others are mostly all apprentices by now. I’ll be a warrior in three more moons! I’m guessing it’s about the same for you? And uhh, Badgerstar turned 100 moons.” He smiled, summing up what had happened in the last few moons. He flicked his ears, checking to see if any cat had seen them or heard them. It’s not like he’d get in trouble anyway. "Another litter? Seems wonderful, we have more kits, a bunch of them are coming in the way, I sense it. Well, my warrior ceremony is delayed so no, not really. Badgerstar is 100, that's wonderful," She smiled, despite she doesn't know what a hundred means, but hopefully it's something nice. Unaware of him checking around. “That sounds awesome!” He purred, then frowning. “You’re not becoming a warrior soon? How long will your ceremony be delayed? I hope it’s not too long. What do you reckon your name would be?” He thought for a moment. “I think Peonypetal would be nice - or Peonyshine, or maybe even Peonybloom! I’m no leader though, so I’m not great at naming. He ducked his head behind a boulder, not able to spot any patrolling warriors, but he decided it was better to be safe. "I asked my ceremony to be delayed~ I want to be a cat who deserves to become a warrior, I don't care what others would think, but it's more important to deserve this rank." She meowed, "I think Peonyfloweret sounds nice." She purred, she was enjoying the talk, unaware of his actions. “Thoughtful decision.” He mewed, considering it. “I would do the same, if I were more patient, like you. The fact that I can’t sit still just shows that I’m not though. And RiverClan needs more warriors. Most of them are aging, and there’s a bunch of new apprentices on the way.” "Being an apprentice is nice as well~ You get to learn more stuff, well, if you were a warrior-aged apprentice doesn't change the fact you're already supposed to be a warrior and you're already a mature cat." She meowed, "Basically a medicine cat needs more help than warriors~ There are tons and tons of warriors, but like a medicine cat or two to take care of all of them." "I don't exactly see what you're trying to get at. But what I do know is that I would absolutely suck at being a medicine cat. I also know that the other fifty or so apprentices are quite keen on helping out in the medicine den." "Well, Smokestorm died, Baypaw is the only one who has all the responsibility to take care of cats, without a guide, it sounds so harsh and cruel, I wish I could help him, but I have zero knowledge." She muttered, Baypaw was under stress and pain all the time, she felt bad for her younger-like brother. "That's pretty desperate, but I understand now." he mewed, feeling a pang of sympathy for them. "I don't know what I would do if Patchkit or Swiftkit had to take care of the clan all alone. I hope things get better for you. As time goes on, you and Baypaw will grow up, and I'm sure he'll be a great medicine cat, as you will a warrior. But if you need help, I'm sure Honeypaw and Beechstorm will be able to."
Peonypaw kept trying her best with her new mentor, Lilysplash, she wasn't doing pretty well, she was attached too much to her former mentor Streaksnout, it bothered her so much to learn from another cat. He was really close to Peonypaw and she was totally frustrated that Lilysplash isn't that type of cats who fish. She was upset over Smokestorm's death as well.
She interacted with Heatbranch again, she was upset about Smokestorm's dying.
Streaksnout stumbled as exhaustion took over his paws. He blinked as waves of tiredness swept over his mind. He collapsed into the dry grass. He struggled to keep his eyes open until his dreams beckoned him in, and he gratefully let go of his reality and was swept into his world of sleep. Distorted images of Peonykit crying and drowning welcomed him, along with a screaming Tigerspark, reaching for him, before Streaksnout bolted. awake. He panted as the images continued to swarm his mind. Peonypaw.. Tigerspark.. he had left them! He needed to get back! He scrambled to his thorn-embedded paws. He shook his head to clear the dizziness of getting up too quickly. He took half a second to lunge close to the ground and leap forward. It was all a blur after that. Trees, plains, and twoleg dens flashed by him, he stopped for none of them, focused only on what he had forgotten. He leaped over stones, streams, other cats, he stopped for nothing. He finally skidded to a halt outside the thorn barrier he had grown up living behind. Tears welled in his eyes as he slowly padded forward, shame and anticipation bringing him forward. He took a deep breath and pushed aside the vines covering the entrance. He gazed across the cats at camp, all of them he had left.. he looked up and smiled sadly. "Hi, everyone." Cindercloud's ear perked. She noticed Streaksnout panting and immediately got to her paws. "You look exhausted.." She muttered, nearing him. She could make out the fur underneath his eyes wet from tears. "ok, tell me what's up." She said matter-of-factly. "I know something's wrong." Streaksnout shook his head, trying to regain his energy. "Peonypaw... Tigerspark.. left them.." he meowed, his eyes widening as the realization hit him: Tigerspark had been sick when he had left. Streaksnout thrust his muzzle up. "Tigerspark! I-Is he ok??" A glint of pain shone in her eyes. "I-I don't know how to put this.." She said in a whisper. Cindercloud avoided his gaze as she spoke. "Tigerspark.. i-is dead.." Streaksnout's eyes widened. Her announcement seemed to knock his breath out of his chest and he collapsed to the ground, shocked and heartbroken to cry. "I-I can't believe it.. I left him.. I left him t-to..." he buried his face in his paws and failed to finish the sentence. When he finally gathered his wits, he looked up and sniffed. "A-And Peonypaw? Sh-She's ok?" his voice trembled. "Peonypaw is fine.." She said soothingly, trying to comfort him. "I-I'm really sorry. Nobody wanted it-it happen.." Her voice shook as she spoke. /Same with SmokeStorm..\ "Th-That's good," Streaksnout whimpered. He couldn't imagine his life without both his eager apprentice and his fatherly figure. "I-It's ok.. I should have been there.. with him.." he sighed. Peonypaw walked out of the apprentice's den, she wasn't eager as she used to be, especially after Streaksnout's disappearance, she was worried he would be... Dead, just like to happen to Smokestorm, he disappeared, but then her eyes caught the sight of a familiar torbie, she couldn't believe what she saw, a few words came from her mouth, shocked, "S-streaksnout...?! Is that r-really you?" Despite her pain, without any hesitation she ran toward Streaksnout, hugging the tom with her tiny paws, "Streaksnout!" The she-cat said salty tears fell from the she-cat's eyes falling on her cheeks, "I missed you so much! Please don't leave me again!" Streaksnout's legs buckled under the weight of his fluffy apprentice, but he laughed and smiled. "I missed you too, Peonypaw." he purred sadly. "I promise I'll never leave you again. I'm so so sorry.." he meowed, hugging his apprentice close. "I'm glad you're here. That's what important!" She chuckled, very very glad to see him again, she thought she won't see him ever again, she wants her mentor back, not Lilysplash. She hugged him tightly, she didn't want to let go of him. Streaksnout wiped his eyes and smiled at her. "Where did we leave off before we left? I promised I'd take you to the Thunder falls to catch fish.." he mused. "Maybe you could teach me how to climb trees too! I want and Baypaw to look at the camp and sky from above!" She beamed, she was eager again to learn with Streaksnout, the most awesome mentor in this world. Streaksnout gulped at the thought of climbing trees. The bicolored tabby tom was definitely not the cat to go to when it involved heights, balance, anything really. But Peonypaw looked so eager.. and besides, it'd only be one tree.. "Haha, alright," he purred. "But first, is there anything on the fresh-kill pile? I'm starved!" he meowed. She nodded, with a big grin on her face, "FISH!" she's been fishing like most of her time, she improved a little, but she missed her mentor's way of teaching that makes everything enjoyable. Streaksnout laughed. "Ok, ok." he purred. "Fish first, food later." he meowed. His hunger wasn't even bothering him much anymore, the adrenaline rush from running home was enough to keep him going. "C'mon, to the Thunderfalls!" he meowed, bounding towards the entrance of the camp. She smiled at the tom, she was disappointed he wasn't going to eat the fish she caught now, but fishing is so fun, she rushed toward the tom with a grin on her face, "Yay! We're going to fish, we're going to fish!" She chirped happily. "We are, indeed!" he laughed and leapt out of the camp, padding over to the Thunderfalls. He took in all of the sights there were to see in his territory. Oh how he missed it! He purred and closed his eyes as the scents of the forest washed over him. He caught the faint scent of freshwater and he opened his eyes and stopped his paws next to the Thunderfalls. Peonypaw left the camp along with her mentor Streaksnout, following him to Thunder Falls, it was really exciting to learn from him again, she didn't want to tell him that her mentor is now Lilysplash, she only wanted him as her mentor, the coolest mentor ever she could have, "We reached!" She squeaked in excitement. Streaksnout purred. "Still as beautiful as I left it," he meowed. "Now, fishing you said?" He walked to the water's edge. "Come over here and I'll show you how," he flicked his tail mischievously. She purred, she was slow because her joints hurt, but when she was near the water, SPLASH, she jumped in. "Brrrrrr!" She squeaked, giggling, the water was cold, it was almost leaf-bare. "Now fishing!" She said, her eyes beaming in excitement. Streaksnout laughed as he splashed in beside her, soaking his fur with the chilly water. He shook the droplets out of his eyes and blinked. "Fishing! Yes," he purred. "So first, you need to keep still so that the fish don't notice you," he instructed. "Oh yeah! I almost forgot!" She chuckled, she already scared some of the fish that was nearby, but she could catch the sight of some of them in a distance, she tried to crouch down in the middle of the water, but she slipped into the water instead, blurb, blurb, little sounds came before she gained her balance again and reached the surface. Streaksnout covered up his laugh with a cough as he watched his apprentice attempt to keep still. He padded over to her on soft paws, trying not to ripple the surface of the water and scare teh fish. He crouched beside Peonypaw and lowered his tail. "There are some fish over there. When they come over to check out the algae, unsheathe your claws and just one quick swipe across the middle of the fish should bring it up," he murmured. Peonypaw nodded to Streaksnout, she hasn't enjoyed learning since the tom vanished in all of a sudden, her eyes were focusing on the fish, studying their directions and movements, waiting for the correct moment where they come closer, she tried to stay steady and balanced by putting the weight equally on her four short legs. "Good job," Streaksnout purred. He twitched his ear and swiped his paw cleanly through the water, coming up with a small, shiny fish. "Like that," he meowed. "Fish are stupid, so you'll catch one easily, with skill like yours," he praised. Peonypaw's brain started to process Streaksnout's words. Stupid, what if... Peonypaw grabbed some algae from the water and sink it not far from her if they were stupid enough they will definitely follow the scent, she waited for one impatiently. Streaksnout watched in admiration as his apprentice waited for a fish to appear. Low and behold, soon enough, a small shiny fish soon peeked out from behind a nearby rock and swam over cautiously. Streaksnout stood still, his pupils slit as his gaze followed the fish as it swam quickly towards the algae, unaware that Peonypaw was standing above it. Peonypaw tried to focus on the fish as much as she can, she slowly moved her paw, she swiped the fish, she felt a sudden pain, her joints were swollen and painful, the fish fell in the edge of the water and made it way through the nearest cave to protect itself. "Peonypaw!" Streaksnout rushed over, oblivious to the fish swarming angrily around his paws. "Are you alright?" he meowed. Peonypaw looked at her mentor, surprised from his sudden behavior, "Me? Oh, y-yeah. I'm fine! Totally fine!" She chirped, her eyes fell on the fish that was swarming around, she crouched down, her fur getting wet before she used the other leg to swipe it to the shore. Streaksnout saw the confusion in her eyes. Since he hadn't been there for Tigerspark, he had taken it upon himself to keep his loved ones safe from harm. "Alright." he meowed, calming himself as he swished his tail. He purred proudly when he was her bring the fish to the shore. "Great catch! And right on time; we should be heading back before our noses freeze over." he meowed.
Peonypaw was humming to herself, sitting not far from the nursery, she was absolutely happy and eager to see her former mentor, Streaksnout, again, she felt so lucky he didn't die like Smokestorm. Heatherkit tumbles our of the nursery and lets out a little ‘oof’. She blinks and begins to giggle. She picks up a flower and places it on her nose for no particular reason. Peonypaw started to study her, she does that with everyone, she looked innocent in her mind, she walked toward her, very slowly, and greeted her, "Greetings, young one, I'm Peonypaw," Memories of her and Baypaw as kits returned to her mind. Heatherkit blinks up at her, her mouth forms a small ‘o’. She giggles. “Oo formal!” she laughs. Formal was a new word she’d learned, and she was using it a lot. Heatherkit picks up a flower crown she had made early today. “Who?” "Peonypaw. A pleasure to meet you." She meowed, smiling, in the end, Peonypaw never knew what ' Formal ' meant because she heard no one saying it. She mostly learned, she used her giant tail, that's about the same size as her as a pillow and lied down on it looking at the kit. Heatherkit blinks down at the flower crown. She picks up a small pink one from the pile she’d collected a while ago, and carefully weaves it together with the rest of the leaves twigs, and flowers. She looks up at Peonypaw and hands it too her. “Oo like?” She purred, "Thank you! And yeah, I guess we should." Her joints started to get worse, she walked out of the water, wincing slightly, before picking the fish from the ground that's full of scattered dead leaves. Glancing back at him. Streaksnout bounded towards camping, slowing down from time to time as Peonypaw caught up. "Good job today, kiddo." he purred. "Tomorrow I'll teach you tree climbing." he meowed. "YAY!" She chirped, bouncing up and down, or at least trying her short legs didn't help at all, whoever, she slipped cause of a slippery wet leaf, she stood up quickly, biting her lips, it hurts, but she can't do anything about it, "I'm fine!" She squeaked. "Haha, ok." Streaksnout chuckled. As they walked up to the camp entrance, snow started to fall lightly. "Ack, we'd better get inside." He meowed, pushing aside the gorse bush and walking into the camp. She followed him inside the camp, with the fish hanging from her jaws, with a smile, "You're going to eat right now, right?" She squeaked, teasing the tom.
Peonypaw was sitting next to a tree, trying to soothe the pain of both of her joints and the freezing coldness of leaf-bare, she tried to make her way through the snow to somewhere warm, but instead, she caught a really odd scent, a scent she is not used to, she crept toward it carefully, catching the sight of a cat there, she blinked, it was hard to see through all of the snow and fog. Aspen had made a spot for himself under a tree a bit past the border. He hadn't realized he had crossed the border with all the snow. Aspen curled his tail around himself and his pinecone. He lifted his head a bit, scenting Peonypaw. She made her way through the snow, she tried to yell, but her dry throat didn't help, a small sound let out, "H-Hello? Somebody out there?" She walked closer, she could see a better vision of the tom that start to show up, she rubbed her eyes, approaching slowly and calling again, "Hello?" Aspen sat quickly and looked at Peonypaw. "Hello?" He mimicked. He shivered a bit, the cold getting to him. He sneezed as a snowflake landed on his nose. The tom seemed to be young, she meowed, "Who's there?" Why someone is out in the snow, excluding her, it is really cold and harsh outside, his scent doesn't seem like a clan-cat or a normal cat she always stumble across, must be someone she never met, she was both excited and worried at the same time. His ears perked up. "Aspen!" He meowed happily. Aspen pawed at the snow. He was absolutely determined to make this cat his friend. And find out what the white stuff was, but that could wait. "Who are, you?" The words seemed strange as if he were struggling to form the sentence. "Peonypaw. A pleasure to meet you." The she-cat chuckled, smiling, though her smile won't be visible to Aspen, she blindly followed the figure in the snow until she could have a proper vision of the tom. Aspen looked at Peonypaw. He wasn't even going to bother trying to pronounce her name. "Clan cat?" He asked. Aspen's orange fur stood out in the white snow. He curled his tail around his paws, completely forgetting the pinecone. She nodded, "Indeed I am. ThunderClan." She said, doesn't bother herself to talk too much and explain, she used her giant tail to gain warmth, it was so fluffy, but it couldn't get her enough warmth to feel any better. "Oh, yeah, Songcrash, I know her. She had kits recently! Mother of Almondkit and Birchkit." She purred, she didn't know much about the she-cat other than the fact she was in RiverClan, then joined ThunderClan and she comforted her when she was sad, and she was fat. Aspen pawed at the snow. He wasn't sure what to say or do. He looked down, thinking about what to say. "Songcrash kits?" Aspen shook his head. None of that made sense. She nodded, "Songcrash had kits." She calmly studied his eyes and curled her tail around her belly, hugging it with her paws, she didn't know what else to say, it was awkward, "Anyways, how are you?" She tried to start a conversation. "Cold," Aspen meowed, "very cold." He looked around at the white snow. He whimpered slightly. He was running out of things to say and wasn't sure if this cat was his friend yet. Aspen flicked his tail nervously. "I agree." Peonypaw, who is a pure innocent cat and likes hugs, hugged the tom to warm the tom, she doesn't care who is she hugging, she just hugs anyone when they or she needs them. She smiled at him hoping it will cause him warmth. Aspen let out a squeak of surprise and joy. He smiled at her. Was it mimicking or a true smile, it was hard to tell. The two of them huddled together made it much warmer than when it was only one. Aspen hugged her back with his tail, purring slightly. Peonypaw who is optimistic always looks at the bright side of things, "Why are you outside here alone?" She chirped, she felt the warmth, it was pretty much better when she was in a company than she was alone curling with her own freezing tail. Aspen shrugged slightly. "Explore." He wanted to bury himself in Peonypaw's fur. It was so soft and warm. "Oh, seems wonderful, but exploring in this cold weather isn't the best idea. You may get sick!" She taunted him softly, Peonypaw could be protective sometimes, especially after the death of so many people she loved, her parents are one of the few. Peonypaw who started to feel sleepy put her head on her shoulder and yawned. Aspen squeaked. Sick? He'd never heard that word before. He shook his head slightly. "No sick!" He said as if that would stop whatever it was. Aspen didn't notice her yawn or how tired she looked. He gave a small smile. "Sick is like... Not feeling well. It hurts so much to be sick." She tried to explain what sick meant, for some reason, an idea came to her mind that says Aspen is magical and doesn't get sick. It would be amazing, she rubbed her eyes, trying to stay awake. "Hurts to be sick?" Aspen asked. He was familiar with the word hurt. He noticed her rubbing her eyes and completely forgot about the new word. This was a new thing. "What you doing?" He meowed. "I don't know." Peonypaw squeaked, she doesn't even know how to explain, "My eyes are itching." Were they actually itching, not really, they were sleepy rather than itchy, the she-cat would almost sleep on the tom from tiredness. Aspen looked at Peonypaw. The more he thought about it, the more tired she looked. "Sleep?" He suggested, not realizing she had to get back to her clan's camp. It was too late, Peonypaw was asleep, she fell asleep on him, it was so warm to sleep near someone rather alone in the apprentice's den, it wasn't the same since she moved there, her mother isn't there, her siblings aren't next to her anymore. There is no personal space in Peonypaw's mind. Aspen squeaked. He'd been on his own as long as he could remember. It felt odd, and a bit painful, to have another cat sleep on top of him. He wiggled, trying to free himself. Aspen meowed. No matter what he did he couldn't free himself.
Peonypaw was waiting impatiently for Baypaw to come back from RiverClan, would he be alright, she knows he is sick and in pain, not excluding the fact that leaf-bare started, it's really cold outside, does Sunstar even know how stressed Baypaw is? She was kind of irritated that cats don't understand that Baypaw is stressed and hurt. It must be hard for him. Baypaw returned shortly after, shivering despite his long fur. His legs barely even bent and they were so cold and achy. While he walked, he was staring straight ahead blankly, but when he saw Peonypaw, a small, happy spark appeared in his eyes. It didn't last long. He flopped down next to her without a word. Peonypaw finally noticed him, she wasn't really focusing before that, just busy in her thoughts, she gave him a huge hug, "You're back!" She beamed, purring. It's not like she didn't trust RiverClan, they are their ally and she met some nice cats out there. She sighed in relief to see him, "How it was? Does your body hurt?" She was really concerned about him.
Nightlight padded slowly throughout camp, shoving snow out the entrance, it had been piling up, and she wanted to clear at least some of it before the dark clouds hanging menacingly above camp started putting out even more, she hadn't yet taken a break, but she contemplated doing so, as her fur, normally fluffy and well accustomed to keeping out the worst of the cold, was now soaked, and cold. Peonypaw caught the sight of a dark-furred she-cat with silver stripes crossing her fur, she stared at her for a while, studying her movements carefully, when she finally decided that Nightlight wasn't actually a threat or a possible mad clanmate, she approached her carefully flicking her tail in greeting, "Greetings. My name is Peonypaw. It's a pleasure to meet you." She paused in her work, shaking out her wet fur carefully so she didn't get Peonypaw wet* "Hi Peonypaw, I remember you!" she smiled a greeting "It's definitely nice to meet you." she added "How has your day been, well, other than this Terrible Leaf-bare snow and cold..." she added. "I definitely saw you before." The red tor ie said, she remembers seeing her during ceremonies, whoever it's sad she doesn't even know her name. "May I ask you what's your name?" She said before hearing the she-cat's question, "Hm, my day? Well, I assume it went pretty well, I don't remember anything happened bad at all." Other than the fact she fell from a tree branch, but luckily, her fur and the snow protected her from getting injured. "I'm Nightlight," she purred "It's good to hear that you've been having a good day," she added "Mine's been. Well, cold to say the least," she laughed "This snow is getting everywhere!" she exclaimed. Peonypaw smiled at the she-cat, sitting down next to her, she meowed, "It's so pale and cold, leaf-fall and green-leaf were more colorful." She started to look around, even the sun's color was pale, she looked around, the colors were cold, pale colors, excluding the warm color of the wood, she felt the breeze ruffling her fur, "I hope you're having a nice day." "it's been okay, I was thinking about pushing out this last pile and taking a break in a den to warm back up," she meowed, gesturing to the snow pile next to her with a slight shiver "Normally I don't get too terribly cold in Leaf-bare on account of my fur, but now it's all wet, and it's not keeping in the heat like it was when it was dry," she smiled slightly wryly "Honestly I really prefer Leaf-fall, there are so many pretty colors on the trees around then." "I agree with you. Leaf-fall was colorful, you could also see the fish swimming and wiggling in the water, but now, I just don't see them anymore, water is magical." She said some thoughts of the fish may be stuck under there with no food at all, she felt worried about them, of course, they could deal with it. But Streaksnout said fish is stupid.
Peonypaw was sitting down next to the fresh-pile, she was searching for good prey to eat, she missed the taste of the fish she used to eat, but now the water is frozen, there wasn't a way to fish, maybe the endless salt lake? Peonypaw wouldn't dare to fish there or swim, she wouldn't risk the feeling of the salty water touching her eyes, she didn't even check it to see if it's frozen or not. She just stayed still, looking at the small scarce prey in the pile. A tiny black kitten with the dark blue eyes of a recently born kitten was, not to anybody’s surprise, playing in the snow. However, after a few moments of digging and leaping about, the kit stopped. He soon spotted something in front of him: a large, red, and black, fluffy worm-like object. He narrowed his eyes as he quickly stumbled over to this large red thing, which he didn’t yet know was Peonypaw’s tail. He snuggled up against the tail, but soon smelled a cat’s scent on it. “Hill?” Peonypaw winced at the feeling of something heavy on her bushy tail, she turned her head, feeling some pain, she tried to ignore it, "Greetings." The she-cat meowed calmly, she sat down facing the opposite direction of him because she was too tired to move to his direction and it hurts as well. “Gings,” He mewled, rolling off of the strange new cat’s tail and beginning to scramble in the direction of their face. He had never seen this cat before! She did look older, though, so she must have been born before him. “Gings! Am Bat.” "It's a pleasure to meet you, Bat. I'm Peonypaw." She meowed, she doesn't really know much about the last name or known as a suffix, she misses her old name Peonykit. She isn't aware of why her name got changed. She just accepts it. She now thinks Batkit's name is Bat. Just Bat. She wanted to say that her name is Peonykit. “Gings Peoypall!” He mewed. He then reloaded he said his name wrong. “Peenypal. Bat..it.” He began repeating both names to himself, trying to get them right. He began playing the snow as he did so. Peonypaw watched him silently, it was more enjoyable to watch other cats play, it was more fun than playing by herself, Peonypaw purred at the tom, finally decided to change her direction toward him, she lied down, curling her fluffy tail around her small body to warm herself. He looked up at her, giggling. He looked down and continued playing with the snow, eventually making a mound. He slammed his tiny paw down weakly on top of it. Peonypaw kept watching, then she looked at her swollen paws before moving them slowly. She began to dig a huge hole for her and maybe anyone who wants to share, a hole to fill with moss and cuddle inside. She thinks it would be fun to do it. She glanced every once at a while at Batkit to make sure he is doing fine.
Rainkit stumbles around the edge of the nursery, looking for someone to play fight with him. Peonypaw was sitting down on top of the rocky hill that had all the dens in. It was where the sunlight reached the most, climbing to the tom made Peonypaw really tired. She could see Rainkit from above.
Peonypaw was laying on top of her tail, it was warm and cuddly, she liked to lie outside, but it wasn't as fun as she used to. She wanted to be under the bright sunlight like the beginning of leaf-fall. She yawned, her eyes glancing around until she caught the sight of the nursery. Heatherkit stares down at the snow from the entrance of the nursery. She slowly lifts a paw, letting it hover above the snow. She touches it with her white paw and immediately reels it back, shivering. But, she tries again after a few seconds. Heatherkit winces at the cold, but ignores it and steps forward with her other paw. She slips a little on some ice and tumbles toward Peonypaw. Peonypaw noticed the she-kit she met a few days ago, but she totally forgot her name, what was it? She has no idea. She flicked her tail greeting the tiny kit, she asked herself if she was really that small when she was a kit. She looked at the cloudy sky, before standing up muttering some stuff that is unheard by other cats. She glanced back at her and yawned.
Peonypaw was laying down not far away from the nursery's entrance, she remembered something that a cat told her, but she couldn't clearly remember who, was it Spiceflare? No, it wasn't. Was it Creekblight, she doesn't think so. She was told that this spot has the best sunlight at this time of the day. Songcrash poked her head out of the nursery, taking a deep breath. The air was cool and the sun shone down on the snow around the camp, making it glitter. Songcrash stepped out of the nursery, purring happily. Peonypaw caught the sight of the she-cat and the small noises of the cat stepping outside, her ears pricked toward the sound, "Oh, greetings." She simply meowed, she was too tired lately, maybe because she couldn't eat as much as she used to or produce energy like normal days, everything was pale and quiet, the birds aren't chirping as usual, the water sound of Thunder falls vanished, "You seem like you having a good day." She purred.
Peonypaw talked with Songcrash and went on a walk. Interacted with some of the kit, Burrowkit, Heatherkit, and Rainkit.
Brownkit bounced around the nursery. She had just about gotten used to being able to walk now. Her brothers were sleeping quietly beside her mother. They all looked so happy. ‘I wish someone would wake up so I can play!’ She mewed to herself. ‘Wait! What if they don’t want to play with me?’ She thought ‘Do they even like me?’ She sat down in despair. Peonypaw, one of the older apprentices, decided to have a peek inside the nursery, the possibility of meeting some of Baypaw's siblings, Baypaw was like a younger brother to her, which means, she has more siblings in her opinion now. She noticed bouncy Brownkit, she giggled, "Ah, hello there, Brownkit." Brownkit looked up. I’m in front of her she saw an older cat. She was probably more than twice her size. ‘Hiya!’ She squeaked, trying to be as brave as she could. The she-cat lowered her body reaching the kit's level, the she-cat was small anyway, "I'm Peonypaw. It's a pleasure to meet you." She introduced herself to the younger she-kit. From the kit's body build, Brownkit seemed to be a little scared but trying to not show it, "No need to worry. I'm not here to harm you." Heatherkit was in the background, rubbing her eyes and stretching. Brownkit tried to relax a small bit. ‘Hi, Peonypaw!’ She mewed. ‘What’s it like being an apprentice!’ She asked eagerly, also greeting Heatherkit. Hm. You get to explore the territory freely, get the chance to train with your mentor. My mentor is Streaksnout." The she-cat confabulated, she was glad to see a cat eager to become an apprentice, but being an apprentice means negative things, like lacking mother's attention as you grow old, but she always looks at the positive side. Her mentor was actually Lilysplash, but she kept training with her former mentor Streaksnout because she thinks no one can replace him. "I can’t wait to become an apprentice!" She gasped ‘It sounds so awesome! I’m going to become the best warrior in Thunderclan!! Maybe someday we can go hunting together!’ Brownkit added. She hadn’t tasted prey yet but she had heard of it and she was sure it would taste delicious. "That would be wonderful! You could try to fish and swim in Thunder Falls when new-leaf comes, it is so pretty and full of vivid-colored fish!" She pointed out, she was pretty much better at fishing rather than hunting land or flying prey. "It's tasty too even that cats say it's bad."
Peonypaw felt she forgotten something, no someone, who was it? A cat she didn't speak with for a while, she sat down for a while trying to remember who, but none came, she decided to check on the medicine's den to talk with the medicine cat apprentice Baypaw, but there was no sight of him around. A flash came to her mind. It was Baypaw. She sniffed around. There was almost no scent of him. He was gone for a while by now. She took a deep breath and decided to look for him in the forest. Her heart was beating. He is like a younger brother for her. What if he wasn't okay? Peonypaw was sniffing around, trying to catch the slightest scent of Baypaw. It was difficult for her to find him. She finally caught the scent of the tom, but then it vanished. She was too worried to notice that he was taken by something. She stopped for a moment thinking about where to search for him. She walked toward the gathering place, then RiverClan's territory unconsciously. Koiskip was pacing up and down the back, wishing the river weren't frozen over. Already he could feel his stomach aching for food every day, but he understood he still had to do his duties. Cautiously, he placed a paw onto the ice, then another, then another, and eventually put his full weight onto it, immediately slipping over and winding himself. It was cold, but incredibly fun, so he slid across the ice to the opposite bank, and back into the middle giggling with excitement. Peonypaw was searching uncontrollably for the scent of the missing tom, Baypaw. She was panting as she walked through a long distance to reach RiverClan's territory. She caught the scent of the golden tom she met multiple times. Her heart guided her to ask him. She approached him hoping she isn't distracting him and greeted, "Hello," "Oh, hi!" he mewed, sliding around on his tummy now, propelling himself with his back legs. "How are you? And why are you here again? Has something happened? Do you like ice? It's cold." Koiskip asked a flurry of questions, returning to his kit self. When a stone slid across the ice in front of him, he raced off after it, catching it in his jaws swiftly, but it was cold, so he spat it out. Peonypaw smiled at him a little bit, she hesitated, "I'm looking for a close friend of mine, Baypaw. Have you seen him lately?" She bit her lips softly, she just answered on of her his questions, her mind didn't help her thinking of more answers, she looked at the ice nearby, something in her mind told her to try and touch it. “Uhh, no, I don’t think so. I’ll let you know if I do though. He’s the medicine cat apprentice, correct?” He folded his ears back, deep in thought. “Wait- what does he look like again?” "Oh yeah, he has huge starry-blue rounded eyes with some folded ears, he is also small and fluffy, he is a cream tortoiseshell," She described. She wasn't the best at describing cats, it was the first time she described a cat as far as she remembers. He shook his head, looking down at his paws then back up at her, curling his tail around himself against the cold wind. "No. I don't believe I've seen him. I know it may not be great for a clan's pride, but I suppose I might offer - Would you like me to ask my clan to keep an eye out? I understand if you don't, but it may be helpful." He smiled, and added, "I bet it must be hard to lose not only a medicine cat but a close friend." "Yes, please. If it's not going to bother you," She said, staring at her paws. She feels ashamed that she did not watch out and cared for her friend enough and now he is gone, her eyes were full of tears, she only wanted to cry, she wanted to be surrounded by all of her friends and family members. Though, it's impossible to return the dead ones.
Peonypaw was looking around, she never stumbled ever across this land, it wasn't very far from ThunderClan too. The fence was covering the area, except for one place, there were some rusty metallic wires. She tried to push them with her head, luckily they wires broke making her way into a twoleg nest, instead of finding Baypaw, she stumbled across a young kit with a weird thing on his head she never stumbled across. There weren't any twolegs around. The kit was playing with a small ball of yarn, rolling it over and then pouncing on it. However, he seemed to not realize that every time he rolled it over it got smaller and that soon there wouldn't be any left. Peonypaw looked at him, what was the kit playing with, a snake? She looked at the small ball of yarn disappearing and what she thinks is a snake growing longer and longer, but anyway, what are snakes? She heard they are long and crawl around, and the movements of this kit made it seems like the threads were moving. She titled her head approaching it, she doesn't even know that snakes are poisonous and she needs to save him if it was a snake. He mewed triumphantly, rolling it over once more. This was the final roll before the ball of yarn was completely unraveled. He sat down and waited, for he thought that the yarn would go back to normal. they always did once he was done playing with it, right? At least, they did after his twolegs took it away from him. Peonypaw sat down speechless, the pebble was gone and only that big snake was left, no wait- Worms! When she was a kit, she remembered seeing worms! They must be worms, the stubborn worms that did not listen to Lakekit, now Lakepaw. Wasn't the time for Lakepaw's warrior ceremony? So she is going to miss it? But all the thoughts disappeared as she heard a loud voice, probably a vacuum or a passing car, but she never heard this before, she jumped out of her place, squeaking. Hopscotch's head quickly turned towards Peonypaw, his eyes widening as he starting squeaking loudly. He slowly ran over to Peonypaw, although it was quickly in his eyes. He squeaked some more, seemingly wanting to say something. "H-Hello!" She said, in a friendly tone, whoever stuttering, the voice made her scared, this place seems to be scary, but if this kit is living happily that means everything is okay, she took a deep breath, calming down, and introduced herself, "I'm Peonypaw. A pleasure to meet you," He squeaked yet again, hopping up and down. The young kit was clearly a bit too young to know how to talk, but he appeared to be looking at her tail and then looking at his. He'd never seen someone who had a tail like his before. The she-cat flicked her curled ringtail, she was oblivious to what the kit was thinking, she smiled at the cat, at least someone shared some things with her, his eagerness and small size. Even though he was smaller than her at that age, she was 0.8 inches longer than him at that age. She lowered her level to the kit's level to see him more carefully. Hop smiled, spinning excitedly in a small circle. He couldn't wait until he could actually talk, maybe that way he could call this strange cat "Frog Sister". Hopscotched liked frogs, frogs were cool. She giggled at the look of the tom spinning around, she decided to feel what is it like to spin around herself, she started running in circles trying to capture her tail, it was definitely entertaining. She, for no reason, decided to give the tom a hug, she likes hugs so much. Hopscotch's eyes widened at the hug. He had never been hugged before. After thinking for a while, he decided that he liked hugs. Hop tried to hug her back. She smiled, Peonypaw was one of the first fans of something called a hug, even if a stranger hugged her, she would be happy. They are warm and sweet. She put the kit on her back, maybe giving him a ride around. It wasn't too far from the ground though.
Peonypaw was searching around for her missing friend Baypaw. She was quite tired, hopeless, and starving, she could hear her stomach growl for food, Peonypaw knows she is not the best at hunting at all, she is almost a warrior, but with no hunting or fighting skills, she sniffed the cold ground looking for a good spot to dig and search for some bugs to silence her hunger so she could keep on. Legend was padding along a ridge after being unceremoniously kicked out of WindClan. Though his recent exploits had been painfully unsuccessful (and he had the scars to prove it) he still walked with a confident swagger. When he spotted her red fur he stopped, tilting his head slightly. He knew this cat... right? The cat who was looking at the ground, not noticing the surrounded approached the tom and stumbled into him without noticing, "S-Sorry!" She squeaked, realizing it was the cat she stumbled across a while ago that never introduced himself, "Hi again," She said. "I do know you!" He seemed delighted with himself, giving her a wide smile. "Peonypaw, right? You're a clan cat... what are you doing all the way out here?" He said, talking fairly quickly in his eagerness to show his knowledge. "Looking for a missing friend." She said simply, "I don't remember you introducing yourself," The she-cat added, "And yeah, I'm Peonypaw," She said, before starting to dig the ground looking for crunchy worms or beetles.
Peonypaw stumbled across no clans' land, she did not know where she was, there were scents of cats from each clan and even some scents of rogues and loners. The she-cat was tired and trying to build up a nest that protects her for the night, grabbing some cold dry sticks and putting them in a burrow with some dried moss. Soon, she met Fawn and played for a little.
Peonypaw was searching around for her missing friend Baypaw. She was quite tired, hopeless, and starving, she could hear her stomach growl for food, Peonypaw knows she is not the best at hunting at all, she is almost a warrior, but with no hunting or fighting skills, she sniffed the cold ground looking for a good spot to dig and search for some bugs to silence her hunger so she could keep on. Legend was padding along a ridge after being unceremoniously kicked out of WindClan. Though his recent exploits had been painfully unsuccessful (and he had the scars to prove it) he still walked with a confident swagger. When he spotted her red fur he stopped, tilting his head slightly. He knew this cat... right? The cat who was looking at the ground, not noticing the surrounded approached the tom and stumbled into him without noticing, "S-Sorry!" She squeaked, realizing it was the cat she stumbled across a while ago that never introduced himself, "Hi again," She said. "I do know you!" He seemed delighted with himself, giving her a wide smile. "Peonypaw, right? You're a clan cat... what are you doing all the way out here?" He said, talking fairly quickly in his eagerness to show his knowledge. "Looking for a missing friend." She said simply, "I don't remember you introducing yourself," The she-cat added, "And yeah, I'm Peonypaw," She said, before starting to dig the ground looking for crunchy worms or beetles. "Oh, I'm Legend. My friends call me handsome, though. Who's your friend?" He asked, watching her digging curiously but not commenting. "Baypaw. A handsome fluffy cream, brown, and white cat with big rounded starry-blue eyes!" The she-cat began to describe the tom. She continued to dig until she saw some worms with mud cover them, she grabbed them from the ground and chewed on them. Not bad. He thought for a moment, still watching her. "Nope, haven't seen him. Are you eating... worms? Aren't you clan cats taught how to hunt? Good grief, how do you guys survive on bugs?" He asked, jumping to conclusions, as always. "Everyone is different, I can't hunt, but I can fish unlike normal ThunderClan cats, but the water is frozen. I have my own flaws. But at least I try to improve myself and trying to find where truly I belong to~" The reddish-pink short adult apprentice she-cat mumbled, "Also~ Worms taste better than I expected." "...Why can you fish?" He asked after a moment, tilting his head slightly to study her better. "And I'm pretty sure worms are disgusting. Let me get you a mouse or something." He offered. "I can fish because my mentor taught me." That was obvious, she didn't really get why he couldn't tell that. "No, thank you. Thanks for the offer, that's your food. And my friend is my first priority over food." "Suit yourself, but I don't think you have your priorities right. And I don't think your friend wants you to eat worms." "I don't want to see him dead. He can't hunt for himself~ And I don't know what's your problem with worms." She said, gazing away. She was kind of annoyed. She doesn't hate him, she just doesn't want someone trying to control what she eats. She said she liked it. There is no need to argue about that. He shrugged. "If you're sure, then. Why is your friend missing? Did he run away?"
Peonypaw was laying down, curled in the middle of a pile of snow. She was lucky she had long fur to protect her from all the coldness around but should feel herself freezing from the inside. Everything was pale, the wind was ruffling her fur. She was here all alone, until she spotted a cat, she rubbed her eyes. Hopscotch was... struggling, to put it simply. He thought that going through the hole that was in the fence would be a good idea, but then he got lost and the snow was slowing him down by a lot. It was almost, just almost, taller than he was, and it was very cold. Peonypaw stood up on her weak legs and made her way through the snow until she spotted the white tom with of fawn-colored tabby splotches and the frog sun hat, "Hello?" She said, pushing the snow off the top of the tom, she met him before, but she does not know his name because never told her because he was too young. He squeaked loudly, a bit startled, before realizing who she was. "Gorf... Gorf!" He said, eyes widening. He struggled to think of how to say that he's seen her before. The she-cat held the tom and gave him a hug to warm him, and warm herself too. "Hello, Gorf!" She purred. "It's nice to meet you again," It's been a moon since the last time she met him and he indeed grew up since then. "Yes!!" He said, smiling and doing a small hop. Now the she-cat could clearly see that the tom could talk. She was glad she had someone to talk to even though she was tired and sick of life, still no scent of Baypaw anywhere, he completely vanished out of sight. She lied down next to the fawn and white tom. Her stomach was growling. "How are you?" "Gorf good! Gorf cold! How you, frog sister?" He squeaked, sitting down. Frog sister? What does that means? What are frogs? Peonypaw never got to know what frogs are. But sister? Does he think she is his sister? Just like what she thinks about Baypaw? Many questions swarmed her mind, it took a while to respond. "I'm good. Cold? You are cold?" She titled her head, giving him a tight hug. Gorf didn't know why he called her 'frog sister'. Was it because he liked frogs? Probably. I'd be surprised if it wasn't. But the sister part? Well, she had the same tail type that he did, and he hadn't seen anyone else like that before. So he hereby dubbed her as his frog sister. "Good you good!" He said, smiling when she hugged him.
A pinkish-red she-cat walked through the windy moors of WindClan, her tired eyes glancing at the area. She yawned, her legs couldn't carry her anymore. She had no energy for the past few days, she wished if she learned more about hunting, she was mostly living on bugs and sometimes on other prey if she managed to catch some. She got thinner lately. But the hope of finding Baypaw still exists. Peonypaw dug the ground hoping to find something. Shadebriar had just been in camp, but he went out to hunt; he knew prey was low because of leaf-bare. /Why can’t new-leaf just /come/ already?/ he thought, scenting the air for prey. Scenting a mouse, he followed the scent until he came to a tree. The mouse was hopping here and there, giving a nibble at something for it to potentially eat. Slowly Shadebriar stalked forward, inch by inch. And then, after a while, he pounced, quickly ending the life of the mouse. Then, he saw Peonypaw. “Oh,” ”do you mind— uh— just moving that way a bit?” Shadebriar flicked his tail toward the outside of WindClan territory. The messy-looking she-cat looked at the tom, half-conscious, she wasn't really focusing on what he was saying, he small rounded ear pricked, "Huh..?", she rubbed her eyes, at the sight of the unfamiliar tom, she stood up but quickly falling again. She finally realized she was on WindClan's territory and on their windy moors. “Umm— what’s your name?” he asked, without knowing what else to say. "P-Peonypaw." She hesitated a little bit, she had no power to talk, she had to save her power to find Baypaw. It's been moons since his disappearance. She attempted to stand up, she managed this time, but she quickly sat down. Shadebriar nodded. “I’m Shadebriar.” /I wonder what she’s doing. And what clan she’s from. Should I ask her?/ He contemplated this, looking at the she-cat. Absently he licked a bit of snow from his shoulder. /Hmm.../ “What are you doing here?” inquired the warrior. "Baypaw." The she-cat responded, wearily. She wanted to say she was looking for Baypaw. But of her lack of focus, she did not notice what she was saying. She wanted to fall into endless sleep and dream of finding her best friend, Baypaw.
Peonypaw lied down on the freezing floor of a small tunnel. She managed to catch a squirrel and fill her hunger. She could now take a snooze peacefully, she had no energy, her legs hurt so much. She has been working on a way to find Baypaw the whole time. She was desperate to find Baypaw. She didn't search in the twoleg place since it didn't seem like a place Baypaw would go, unaware he was captured, not ran away because of his own will. Thoughts swarmed the she-cat's mind until she fell asleep. She woke up to see herself in a different area. Everything seemed dark except for a few spots, she was confused when she saw some odd light that looked like a cat-figure coming from a distance and approach. The figure was her father- or at least, it appeared to be. He was sort of hazy, in that way dreams were- like he wasn't quite solid. But he was there nonetheless, wrapping his tail around his daughter and giving her a sad smile. When he spoke, his voice was quiet, and warm- with a faint accent, just like it had been before he got sick. "You've been gone a long time." Peonypaw squeezed her eyes. When she figured it was her father. Her eyes widened, "Daddy?" She called again, "Daddy!" Some tears dropped from her eyes. It's been a long time since the last time she met him face to face was moons and moons ago. Even though it wasn't, in reality, Rooktalon, it was only the imagination of him, but Peonypaw believed it was Rooktalon. "Peonypaw," he replied, expression saddening somewhat. "I... I missed you. I do miss you, so much." The tom pressed his muzzle to her forehead for a moment, like he'd done when she was a kit. "You're so old... so big now." That cat acted like what her father would definitely do! It must be him, right? But why he isn't in StarClan, she inquired, "I missed you too a lot! Is this StarClan?" The place was just dark, it didn't look like a place that a cat could live here. If it was really StarClan, she doesn't want to die. Why was he here? Rooktalon faltered. "No... no, it isn't. Starclan cats can visit living cats in dreams, but..." He glanced around. "That's not what this is. You know that, don't you, malyshka? I'm not here. Not really." His eyes were kind of hollow now. Sad. If the real Rooktalon could be here, now, he would be. She didn't know what malyshka meant, "Then where are you? You're right in front of me," She wanted to meet her father in StarClan, it would be lovely if she could, sleeps next to him like sometimes in her kithood. She hugged him, she doesn't want him to go. He sighed, lapping briefly at her ears. "I'm probably in Starclan. Or I'm nowhere. I don't know anything you don't know.' ☀"If you were in nowhere, could I still visit you in the future?" She muttered, nowhere is nowhere, does nowhere exists? "Nowhere doesn't exist, right? Even a black dark world is something! If you were in nowhere, you don't exist at all, right?" She didn't want him to be nothing. Rooktalon's eyes softened. "Like I said... I'm just a part of your subconscious. I don't know all the answers, but... I like to think that we'll see each other again. For /real./ You, me, your siblings, your mother... we'll be together." "Subconscious? What is that? And when we will be together and will Baypaw will be with us too?" She was pretty much clueless about what Rooktalon is saying. She wanted to know, what her father wanted her to know. He sighed. "At some point, maybe... and I don't know. Whenever you... die." The word seemed to make him uncomfortable. "But you'd better promise me that won't be for a good, long, time, okay?" "I promise," The tabby she-cat promised. She can't control when she would die, but she hoped if StarClan was listening... And they cared. They would make her keep her promise. "Daddy, why did you come today? Not sooner?" The she-cat muttered, she was upset that he couldn't come sooner than that, but at least he is here, or as it seems to be. "I suppose today is when you needed me. Hmm?" He gave her a sad smile and flicked her gently with his tail. "Why are you all the way out here in the forest, Peonypaw? Instead of back home with your siblings." "W-What about Baypaw? He is my brother too! I need him back too," The she-cat said, she didn't want to give up and go back. But in reality, she wanted to go back, sit down with her other friends and family members. It was warming to think about her family. Rooktalon sighed, dipping his head. "I know. But have you considered that he might not want to be found right now?" "But I fear he may not be okay on his own, I love him so much! He is my brother, he is hurt too," The she-cat protested. He can't hunt for himself or walk or move without horrible pain."I'm sure he loves you as well. And I admire your perseverance, but darling, this isn't something you can do by yourself." He blinked at her warmly. "Go home. Rest. Then your clanmates can help you find him." "A-Are you sure?" The she-cat stuttered, she didn't want to let go of him. But her father was older and wiser than her. She hugged the tom tightly. Rooktalon hugged her back, nodding. "Of course I am. I'm old. I know everything, right?" He leaned back to look at her for a moment, smiling. "It's okay." "I suppose you are right. But do you promise to check on Baypaw whenever you could?" The tabby she-cat murmured, looking down at the dark grounded before glancing to see her father's beautiful face she always loved. "I will. If I see him, I promise I'll let you know." She didn't want to let go of her father yet, she was just hugging him enjoying his warmth for the last time for a while. A purr started up in his chest, and he wrapped his tail around her. "No need to leave just yet, though. You can sleep, for now, malyshka."
Puddlepaw walked near Thunder Falls on the WindClan side, climbing up the large rocks surrounding it. He'd been spending a lot of time near the RiverClan border, mainly because of his friend who lived there, and he wanted to explore the rest of the territory. However, he'd never smelled ThunderClan before and was unaware of how close he was to the border. He sat down on a particularly flat ledge and looked down at the territory and the lake which rested below him with a smile. He had been sad for quite a while, and he still was- there was some problems with his friendship with Sorrelfrost that hadn't been solved- but less than before. He was still angry about what had happened with Hornetflight, but his anger was fading away. And so, he looked at it happily, enjoying the peacefulness that he knew couldn't last nearly as long as he'd like. Peonypaw one of ThunderClan's members was sitting down next to the frozen water of Thunder Falls. A very peaceful place she first went to was during leaf-fall where the scattered leaves were covering the place and the water was rushing with its beautiful water sound. She put some moss on the frozen water before laying down there. Putting her head on the ice's surface listening to the fascinating sounds of the ice. She was fully aware that a taller tom was nearby, but it didn't matter at least for now. The enjoyable moments should never be wasted. After a few peaceful moments, the she-cat stood up and approached the tom, saying in a calm, friendly manner, "Hey there," The dark tom’s eyes flickered away from WindClan and looked over to the ThunderClan side of the falls, the ice glittering in the sun. Uncertainty shone clearly in his gaze as he noticed her. Unlike RiverClan, a clan he had grown to trust after two of the cats had successfully helped him with all that had gone on in his life- one of which had become his friend, he hadn’t spoken to a ThunderClan cat before, and couldn’t help but be wary. When he was sad, he never focused on his inner shyness and took all the comfort he needed from cats ranging from close friends to strangers on the RiverClan border. But at that moment, he wasn’t sad. He was happy. And so, he watched her with a little more fear than he had at the RiverClan border “Hi,” he mewed, his voice a soft whisper. "I'm Peonypaw. It's a pleasure to meet you," The red tabby she-cat said, flicking her small rounded ear. Peonypaw wasn't hostile at all or a cat who paid attention to what borders are. She just tries to enjoy life and makes friends. She wasn't a cat who met WindClan cats, only one, and she doesn't even remember. His scent was unfamiliar and new. He watched her for a few more moments before replying "You too. Is this the ThunderClan border or the ShadowClan border?" "ThunderClan's," The she-cat responded, sitting. She inquired, "What clan are you from? WindClan? SkyClan?" She heard of SkyClan through her mentor, Streaksnout. She has forgotten that SkyClan does not exist anymore again. She was interested to know what clan he is from. "WindClan.. but what's SkyClan?" he asked, puzzled. He walked a little closer to her, feeling more comfortable around the ThunderClan cat. He stepped over a particularly sharp rock and sat at the very edge of the border, waiting to hear Peonypaw's response. "Ooo, an old clan that their leader was Leafstar, they had a very unique rank known as a mediator, a cat who attempts to make people involved in a conflict agree. I'm not sure what happened to SkyClan, but they no longer exist," Peonypaw told, she wasn't the best at storytelling, and she was been told this story when she was a kit. She stammered at some words. "Oh cool, I've never heard of SkyClan before." he mewed with a small smile "Do you know anything else about them?" "Hm, not really. But I still remember a cat has Violet in her name had kits with the first mediator, Tree," The she-cat said, trying to remember the details. But they weren't clear. "I can't remember anything else," She muttered, gazing at the sky. "Oh, cool." he mewed, taking in the new information "How long has SkyClan been gone?" "No, I wasn't told about that, it would be better to ask my mentor, Streaksnout, he knew a lot!" Peonypaw beamed, "He also taught me how to swim and fish! He is a very cool cat," The she-cat complimented her mentor. She was proud of her mentor. "/Swim/?" he asked, confused. "But you are in ThunderClan. How did he know how?" "Yes? I don't know how he learned to swim, but he is an amazing swimmer," She meowed, pausing, "Clan doesn't matter, I find it stupid when someone assigns a certain skill or a trait to a certain clan. Everyone has the right to learn whatever skill they'd like," The she-cat told her opinion. "I think it's possible, but more cats in RiverClan are gonna be swimmers than cats in WindClan, ThunderClan, or ShadowClan. That's all." he shrugged "Maybe my friend will teach me to swim, or fish maybe. Of course.. the lake is frozen over so she can't really do that very soon from now." he mewed thoughtfully. "I could teach you too when the water melts~" She purred, pausing, "It would be a nice practice. And who is your friend? They seem nice," She beamed. Grooming her tangled fur. "Sure, maybe." he agreed with a smile "She's in another clan, not WindClan. And she is really nice, she helped me a lot. I don't see how we could all do it together, though, since we're from three different clans." he mewed, his smile fading into a frustrated frown. Peonypaw thought for a moment before saying, "Keep your smile. Nothing is impossible! The gathering place! We could gather there. It is not far away from any clan," She beamed, pointing toward the gathering place's direction. “Oh yeah.” He brightened, looking out towards it. “Let’s do that in new-leaf.” He suggested, knowing that they couldn’t possibly do it while the ice was still frozen over. Peonypaw looked around, "I think new-leaf is coming soon," She beamed, as she noticed the temperature began to warm a little. "But now, we can build something out of snow? Like snow cats! I've heard about moss cats when I was a kit," She giggled.
A long-haired messy red tabby was standing next to ThunderClan's border. Hesitating whether she was doing the right choice. She took a deep breath thinking of Rooktalon and what he said. It is best for her health and safety. "Home, sweet home, I guess?" She dearly missed the scent of her family, friends, and her mentor. Streaksnout. The skinny she-cat walked toward the territory, despite she felt tired, sick, and weak. She tried her best to make her way to the camp, hoping she could stumble across one of her friends or family, at least to explain what's going on. She decided at least to return something to her clan. She sniffed the ground searching for any scent of prey. Finally, the scent of a mouse. After a while of planning how to catch it. She luckily managed to catch it. It was a small scrawny, but it is helpful. Her skills were getting better. Soon she stumbled across a tabico tom with a familiar scent. It was Streaksnout. Streaksnout had his head down and his tail drooped. He blinked several times when a familiar scent overcame him. He had to be hallucinating.. right? He looked up and his eyes widened. It.. it couldn't be! Peonypaw! He stood there, locked eyes with his apprentice, before rushing forward as Peonypaw collapsed from exhaustion. "Peonypaw!" he meowed, crouching down near his apprentice. "I-I'm not dreaming am I?" Peonypaw rushed toward her mentor, hugging him, "You're not dreaming," The red tabby assured. She missed the scent of her mentor. The scent of ThunderClan. "Streaksnout!" She shouted, crying on her mentor's shoulders. It's been a while.
Adulthood[]
Beeflight slowly crept up the Thunder rock dreading yet another clan meeting. The back of his brain was sparked with excitement at the fact that his own kits were becoming apprentices. He needed to be stronger than he was last time. For his kits. Taking a deep breath and closing his eyes the deputy called out somewhat quietly "All cat... old enough to catch their own prey... gather b-beneath the Thunder rock for a clan meeting!" A few cats gathered a few moments later, soon Burrowkit, Brownkit, Birchkit were apprenticed to Starlingcry, Craneleg, and Willowwhirl. A red she-cat padded out of the apprentice's den. Her thick fur covered with colorful feathers. Yesterday she groomed her messy, tangled fur to look good in front of everyone, especially since first impressions are significant. She is going to meet the deputy, Beeflight, face-to-face for the first time. She calmly padded toward the Thunder Rock, looking up to the deputy. She wasn't sure why Beeflight was there instead of Sunstar. Did Sunstar die, and this was Beestar? She has been gone for moons now. She smiled at him, and the thoughts of Rooktalon and Reddream. They are going to be proud of her. She took a deep breath dipping her head in respect. Beeflight's gaze drifted towards the red she-cat. Another one that couldn't have there name earlier... Baypaw should probably have his name as well. Those two were always so close... shaking his head as if shaking the thought away he spoke out again. "Peonypaw. Please step forward." The sight of Beeflight reminded her of Baypaw. The feather that Beeflight has of Baypaw's feather. He was his father anyway. The she-cat nodded, approaching the tom. She looked up once again. Even though the tom was on Thunder Rock. He seemed very short, comparing to Sunstar. Sunstar was for sure tall. Peonypaw nodded again silently instead of saying what cats usually say. Was Beeflight that nervous? She encouraged the deputy, "You're doing very well," She is going to be a warrior by the next speech that Beeflight will say. She was quite nervous but tried her best to not show it. Her eyes were filled with pride. Surprise lit Beeflight's large eyes as the apprentice before him offered encouragement. Blinking a few times he smiled softly "Right..." He whispered before continuing "Then from now on Peonypaw... you shall be known as Peonypath. StarClan honors your maturity and goodwill, and we welcome you as a full warrior of ThunderClan."
Amberkit was padding around inside the nursery absentmindedly. She was still shaky on her paws but was tired of just sitting around waiting for something to happen. Peonypath was sitting next to the nursery's entrance. She was a warrior now, though she wasn't feeling ready. She settled down grooming her fur cautiously. She was relieved that leaf-bare is going to end soon. She took a glance inside the nursery. The she-kit noticed Peonypath and accidentally made eye contact. She quickly glanced away, embarrassed. Peonypath noticed the shyness of the kit. She approached her very carefully with a feather. She handed her the feather avoiding to look at her eyes directly. She said in a soft voice, "Hello, little flower," She looked at the feather, batting softly at the fuzzy tips. Amberkit peeked up at her with inquisitive blue eyes. "H-hi.." "This is a feather. It doesn't hurt," She said, stroking the feather softly. "I'm Peonypath," She introduced herself to the young kit who was born recently. She nodded and crouched down to the level of the kit. She nodded softly as she mimicked the movement with her own paw, feeling safer with Peonypath at the same height as her. "I'm, um, A-Amberkit." "Lovely name, just like your eyes," She complimented her. "Try and blow the feather, look what will happen," She smiled a little. She brought another feather, blowing it. Soon the feather was flying around the nursery. Amberkit was encaptured by the feather as it flew around. She looked down at the feather on the ground before picking it up and blowing it as the older she-cat had. The feather drifted around in the air before settling on the sandy floor again. Peonypath beamed, "Great job!" She grabbed the feather from the sandy floor and returned it to Amberkit, she tucked the feather near the she-kit's ears. She pointed out to her, "Look at your reflection on the water," She purred. She blinked up at Peonypath before glancing down at the puddle. Amberkit marveled at the feather in her reflection for a moment before remembering her manners. "Th-thank you.."
Tawnyhawk was padding around camp; as she sok out her dense pelt. She curled her tail around her paws as she straightened her back, a stressed look on her face. Nervously glancing back towards's Sunstar's den she sighed; groaning. Peonypath was sitting down next to the apprentices' den. She didn't feel she want to say goodbye to it yet. She moved to the warrior's den now. She wasn't feeling comfortable about moving dens a lot. She noticed Tawnhawk and flicked her tail in greeting. Tawnyhawk sighed as she walked over to the young warrior; dipping her head in greeting. ' ' A warrior at last hrmm? Your brother will be so happy to finally sleep in the same den as you.. ' ' She chuckled softly as her hard gaze seemed to fade a bit, nudging a sparrow towards her.
Ladybugpaw was pacing along through Shadowclan territory. She hadn't really been out this far before, and as such wasn't really aware of how close she was to Thunderclan's border. Peonypath, the new-made warrior, was sitting next to a tree with moss dangling from them. Enjoying the scent of new-leaf. It felt so warm. It's been a while since the weather was like that, noticing the ShadowClan unfamiliar cat. She approached her carefully, greeting, "Oh, greetings," Ladybugpaw looked up, blinking at the unfamiliar warrior. "Oh- hi, there." The apprentice moved forward a little bit, brushing bits of leaves and twigs out of her fur. "Are you a clan cat, or....?" "Indeed I am, Peonypath of ThunderClan. It's a pleasure to meet you," The she-cat introduced herself calmly, in a friendly tone. Studying the she-cat carefully. The apprentice did not seem like a threat. "It's nice to meet you too," she replied quietly, tail swishing back and forth. "I'm Ladybugpaw. Of Shadowclan. I'm, um, I'm new!" "Oh, welcome Ladybugpaw," She welcomed, questioning herself if this is really an apprentice or a warrior. Was Peonypath that short or was Ladybugpaw is just tall. "So you're new? Sounds lovely,"
A reddish-pink tabby she-cat was laying next to a puddle of water, looking at her face through the reflection. Thoughts swarmed her mind about the cream diluted tom that is her best friend, brother-like. Was he okay? Did Rooktalon actually do his promise? She sighed, putting her paw in the water, rippling the surface. There were more puddles of water recently due to the snow melting, giving more space to the plants to grow.
Peonypath was laying down on the grassy floor. Eating the tips of the grass, daydreaming silently. Her gaze focusing on the clear bright blue sky. It felt so nice. Her fur was well-groomed and she started to regain her health since the journey she took to find Baypaw, though it wasn't successful in the end. Hollypaw was sad. She had accidentally confessed to Heatherpaw, and it didn't go well. Her ginger curls were ungroomed, and the inside of her chest hurt. Her heart was in pain. She hated that feeling. Peonypath noticed the she-cat. She studied her carefully for a moment before noticing the she-cat's sorrow. The she-cat flicked her tail greeting the younger she-cat. "Hello there, what's wrong?" She sat down next to her, giving the she-cat a hug. Hugs always made people feel better. Hollypaw leaned into Peonypath's fluff. "The inside of my chest hurts... I don't like it..." She placed a six-toed paw on her mane that covers her chest. "Hmm, what does the pain feel like?" She inquired, placing her paw on the she-cat's chest, listening to her heartbeats. "Has been anything been bothering you recently? I'll assure you that I'll make you safe from anyone," She whispered into the she-cat's ears. "Well," She started, thinking back. "I got jealous because Heatherpaw was spending more time with Burrowpaw and Birchpaw than with me... So I yelled at her..." She looked down in sorrow. "A-and then I accidentally told her that I love her.... She doesn't feel the same way, and the pain hurts!" Peonypath wasn't in love before, at least in romantic relationships. She took her time to process the information, "What did Heatherpaw say?" She asked, hugging the she-cat tighter, humming a little bit. She shook her head. "She doesn't feel the same way... She likes me as a friend..." She dug er face more into her cousin's fluff. "Have faith in your dreams and someday Your rainbow will come smiling through No matter how your heart is grieving If you keep on believing The dream that you wish will come true. Just don't give up, okay? There is always another chance. But first, we need to fix your heartache. Then we could discuss this more," She tried to comfort her, she wasn't the best at those at all.
A red tabby she-cat was sitting down next to the warrior den. She blinked several times still acknowledging that it's no longer leaf-bare. The bright colors she used to see of beautiful blooming flowers and the grass covering the area. It felt relaxing. She noticed a dark she-cat, glancing toward her and studying her carefully. She was the mother of Perchnook, Spiderpaw, Birdkit, Batkit, Yewkit, Rainpaw, and the cat who broke Hollypaw's heart, Heatherpaw. Gorseburn was resting peacefully in the sunlight. Her eyes were closed, and she was purring softly. She was finally able to leave the medicine den and enjoy new-leaf. She still slept in the medicine den though, she didn't want to leave until her wound was healed. Gorseburn opened her eyes and lifted her head. She looked around, enjoying the bright colors that were popping up all around her. She then noticed Peonypath looking at her, so she smiled and stood up. Gorseburn swayed a little as she grew dizzy, but it faded away quickly. She padded over to Peonypath and sat down beside her, purring in greeting. "Hi!" Gorseburn mewed with a smile. "Congrats on becoming a warrior!" She nodded at the she-cat, "Thank you so much, I appreciate it," The she-cat smiled a little, looking at the sky, enjoying to look of the funny-shaped clouds. It was the first time Peonypath interacts with Gorseburn face to face. "How do you do?" The she-cat asked simply, flicking her curled tail and puffing her neat chest fluff.
Rustlefeather stepped out of the warriors' den drowsily, blinking at the bright light from outside the den. He softly padded towards the fresh-kill pile, and unlike Leaf-bare, he wasn't stomping everywhere, which seemed to annoy many cats, like Owldive. He swished his long tail and sat down next to the pile, his feather crown laying softly on his head. Like always. He smiled lightly as he picked up a decently sized mouse, laying it down and starting to eat it with soft bites. Peonypath was nearby with no slight visible emotions on her face, nibbling on a small chubby fish that her former mentor, Streaksnout, caught. She noticed the tom, greeting him with a flick of her curled tail. With a fresh-picked blue flower tucked next to her ears. She definitely missed tucking this type of flowers. Rustlefeather shifted his gaze toward the red tabby she-cat, returning the greeting with another flick of his tail, "Hello." He greeted, stopping to take another bite of his mouse gleefully. He missed eating fresh-kill. He had refused to eat for several days, due to the low fresh-kill there had been, and the many queens and kits that had to be fed. The dullness of hunger in his eyes was now gone, yet, he was still thin. She nodded politely and continued to eat the fish she had quietly. Remembering the harsh times all alone in various places outside of ThunderClan's territory, it was the first time to go on a long journey out of ThunderClan. She didn't get to eat fish for several moons and she wouldn't mind eating all the fish. "How are you?" He continued, flicking his tail and smiling to the she-cat, he peered back down to his mouse, finishing it off with a soft gulp. He yawned once more before stretching out his paw and starting lick it slowly, stopping to look at Peonypath once more. She swallowed a piece of the fish, then she replied, "I'm doing pretty well. How about you?" Still focusing on the fish she had, not paying much attention to the tom. Her ear pricked. He stopped licking himself for a moment to reply, "Good as well, new-leaf has been great so far." He mewed, continuing to lick his paw and pass it on top of his head.
Peonypath, a ThunderClan recently made warrior, was swimming in Thunder Falls which leads to WindClan's territory eventually. She was too close to WindClan's border. But she couldn't hesitate to have fun in the water and discover new places. The water wasn't deep, neither shallow. It was sunny and the ice melted. Peonypath decided that she liked new-leaf. The new WindClan medicine apprentice sat on the stones by the rushing waterfall, enjoying its constant rush of waves creating a peaceful noise for him to work in. With him were a few reeds and some moss, which he was using as a replacement for the vine that he'd be using for the final product. He'd been working at it for many sunrises, perfecting his design the best he could. Though he had to admit, he was a little out of practice. During his traumatic kithood, he didn't have time to make his little trinkets that he'd made in his carefree moons, his moons of true kithood. The normal part of his kithood. But this time, they weren't just little trinkets. More than small apologies to his sister which he had constantly annoyed. He was making something that would carry the traps that he and Frondpaw would eventually make, once they figured out how. The traps would also be made using his kithood talent, and they wouldn't actually hurt whoever it 'attacked'. They would simply stop them in their tracks. He and Frondpaw had been planning to create traps for moons, as a way to fulfill the promise that both of them had made. Puddlepaw assumed it'd be much easier to do it now on his part, as he was a medicine cat instead of a warrior. He didn't have to concentrate on practicing fighting moves that he wouldn't dare to use against another cat anyway. Instead, he'd be learning about healing. Helping cats instead of harming him. Though, there was one thing he did regret about his new role. Hunting. While he wasn't the best at it, he did enjoy his hunting sessions with Redstar. He'd miss them Peonypath who was too busy to notice the tom. Daydreaming of being around all her family members under the elm tree in ThunderClan's territory. Puddlepaw may be able to notice the fact that the water's ripple sound began to change as she got closer. Splashing around, some droplets could touch the chocolate tabby tom's fur. The red she-cat got closer and closer toward WindClan's territory before finally managing to catch the scent of the tom. She opened her eyes. Now she has to deal with reality. None of her family members were around her. No trees were nearby, the moors of WindClan could be seen. The tabby tom was in front of her sight. She swam toward the shore and blinked at him. "Hello," She said simply. Puddlepaw twitched an ear, hearing unnatural splashes in the waves, disrupting the peacefulness of the falling water. He turned his head towards the noise, his eyes searching for whatever made the noise. Soon enough, he spotted the vibrantly colored warrior, and watched her as she neared him, waiting until she finally stopped and spoke, "Hi again," he mewed, his deepening voice losing none of its calmness. It was unusual for the emotional apprentice to be calm, but it was hard not to be when alone in nature like this, in the midst of a life-changing for the better. His life. Just as Sorrelfrost had said moons ago, with new-leaf, things would change. And while she'd been talking about herself at the time, there were changes with himself too. Life was better than before. "It's nice to see you again," The she-cat said, tranquility in her tone. Stretching her legs and shaking her wet fur, spreading the water around. A few questions in her mind, about WindClan's territory swarming her mind. She decided to hold them for a bit and wait for a proper moment. She chirped, glancing at the tom, "How are you?" She started to groom her fur. Her ears pricking at the unfamiliar sounds surrounding. Her gaze fell on what the tom was doing, interested of what he was doing with those weird materials, one was moss. But she couldn't recognize the other one that was some reed. She sat next to him silently, waiting for an answer from the tom. “Pretty good, actually.” He mewed, looping one tree over another with his claws. His eyes returned to his little creation for a moment, just to make sure he was putting every tree in the correct spot. “I’m planning to bring that RiverClan apprentice I was talking about here one night. If you want to come. Maybe we could do it next full moon, or something.” He mewed, and then added, “Unless you’d rather go to the gathering, of course.” "I'd be glad to come," The she-cat responded, "So next full moon?" She repeated his words, wanting him to confirm. She flicked her tail a little bit, still gazing at his creation. She wondered who was that RiverClan cat, she inquired, looking at him, "So, what is the name of that RiverClan cat? You never told me," Then, she glanced at the ground, stroking the moor's grass, gently. It felt so different. It wasn't very much like ThunderClan's.
Peonypath was laying down on a rock that wasn't away from ShadowClan's territory. It was a calm, lovely day, and gladly nothing terrible happened yet. She wanted to have some time to enjoy nature. Unaware of Hopscotch or as she knew him as Gorf, joining ShadowClan, then got his new name, Sproutpaw. Sproutpaw ran through ShadowClan territory, heading vaguely in the direction that he remembered ThunderClan being in. Despite the fact that ThunderClan territory reminded him of that one day, he just had to see Frog Sister! And that was reason enough for going. Peonypath, still on the rock, glanced toward ShadowClan's territory since she heard a sound coming from there. She stretched her body, she yawned. Then walked toward the territory. Noticing the fawn-and-white tom. She beamed, her eyes sparkling. That's Gorf! "Gorf! Gorf!" She shouted his name.
Peonypath was present when Beeflight made Hopekit and Dawnkit apprentices and assigned Perchnook and Rosehaze as their mentors.
Ivyshade was sitting by the nursery, deep in thought. <There's going to be new kits in the nursery soon.> He thought, tracing a circle in the muddy ground with a claw. <Do I want kits?> The tom asked himself. He hadn't really thought about it before, and the question made him a bit uneasy. Peonypath was walking in circles around a rock to entertain herself. She caught her brother's face. She walked toward him, flicking her curled tail in greeting. "Hey! Ivyshade!" She beamed, sitting next to him, "What's up?"Ivyshade shook his head quickly, focusing his thoughts back on the real world. "Hey, sis- nothing much, just thinking." "Thinking...? Interesting, so what have you been thinking about? Do you need any help?" She smiled at him, grooming her brother's fur. "It's been a while since we talked~!" Looking at the bright, beautiful sky. "We've both been pretty busy." He shrugged. "I was just thinking about kits and stuff. I don't know if I want them or not, you know? Life is too unpredictable. Plus, I don't even have a mate, so thinking about kits doesn't make much sense." "Hm, kits?" Peonypath didn't really have the idea of having a mate or kits before. "Maybe, if you want them, you could surrogate for other couples? Since some of them are unable to have kits on their own, you know. I don't really think you need a mate to have kits," She purred, supporting her brother if it was his decision he would like to have kits. "That's true." He nodded. "But still, I don't know. I don't want to leave them all on their own if something bad happens to me." He said. "This is stupid. I'm barely even a warrior, I don't need to be thinking about this. I should be focusing on something else." He shook his head again, trying to clear his mind. "It is your right to think of these topics~ It's not like you're a kit or an apprentice to find it weird. Plus you're already 18 moons now, time passes so quickly, I guess," She meowed, nudging her brother. "... You're right, aren't you?" He blinked. The tom hasn't realized how old he was. "When did you get so smart, sis?" "So, you thought I was dumb?" She raised an eyebrow, smiling suspiciously, kind of offended, but not seriously. "But daddy is always right!" She said. "That's not what I meant!" He laughed. "But you're just a little... Different, than you were when you left." He said, doing his best to explain. "What did you even do when you weren't here? I don't think we've talked about that." "Different? Maybe cause I lost some weight," She giggled. "Well, I was mostly searching for Baypaw the whole time, you could say hunting, digging for worms, searching for shelter, and sleep as well," She babbled, listing what has she done during that time. The mention of Baypaw hit Ivyshade like a monster on the thunderpath. "Yeah, right... Baypaw. I hope he's doing well." Ivyshade sighed. "Good to know that you weren't in danger at all, though." "You're okay?" She asked, looking at the tom. "Rooktalon said he may not want to be found. But I miss him so much and I want him here, he is like my younger brother, I wanted a younger brother!" Peonypath sighed. Knowing she was the youngest kit, which means she had no younger biological siblings. "What do you mean, 'Rooktalon said?'" Ivyshade asked, sidestepping everything else the she-cat had said. "... Dad is dead, sis. What happened?" "He came to me when I was sleeping and told me so, saying he was only my sup-consciousness. I don't know what he means," She explained. Her naive self believed it was actually him. <... Dad's never visited me.> Ivyshade thought, a little pang of jealousy squeezing his heart. "Yeah, okay. I, uh... I should probably leave. I have hunting and stuff to do." "Would you like me to help you, I'll be glad to?" She purred, not noticing her jealousy. She always loved her brother. Getting up, flicking her tail, with an excited grin. "No, I'm fine," Ivyshade said, plastering a strained smile onto his face. "I'm sure you have better things to be doing." "Well, take care of yourself. I love you a lot!" She beamed. Giving her brother a hug, with a smile on her face. Still oblivious of his jealousy.
Perchnook was eating a plump mouse he still wasn't very comfortable around other cats so he ate alone. Peonypath was sitting still next to the warrior den enjoy the beautiful breezes and the rays of the sun. She didn't really notice Perchnook because she was too busy enjoying herself.
Patchpaw wandered around the territory, still shaky from the jump into the river. She tipped her nose to the air, and smelled ThunderClan, the scents drifting over. *Wait- we don't share a border?- Intruders!* The thought struck her. "Who's there?" Her hackles raised in fear, hoping she would be intimidating to whoever was on their territory. Peonypath who was silently enjoying the water sound was interrupted by a cat sound. Her ears pricked looking up cautiously, noticing some fear scent around, "Hello? Is anybody here?" She said, remaining calm and peaceful, approaching her, still unable to notice her. "Yeah, a big patrol, and we don't take kindly to intruders!" Patchy lied. Everything about that statement was a lie because she would prefer having random other Clan cats over her own Clanmates right now. "Are you sure? Juneshine and Frondpaw seem like nice cats~" She meowed. Peonypath doesn't remember fully Junipershine's name, saying it is Juneshine instead. She heard about Frondpaw from Puddlepaw of WindClan. Junipershine was a really nice cat who Peonypath, as Peonypaw, enjoyed talking to. "Yeah!" She shot back, trying to keep the tremble out of her voice. "Wait- how do you know Juniper and Frond? I hardly know Junipershine myself, and she's in my Clan! But I'm more interested in how you know Frond." "I've heard about her through one of my friends~ I met Junipershine when I was an apprentice. I don't really remember how," She explained, sitting down trying to remember how she met her. Peonypath didn't interact with many RiverClan cats, she only has faded memories of her interactions with a diluted tortie she-cat and a black and white she-cat. That was many moons ago. "Do you remember the name of that friend? Please, I want to make sure she doesn't get hurt-" Patchy stood up, coming out of the bush she was ducking in. Frond's safety took priority over her own. "Yeah, I bet she is okay, Puddlepaw," She said, she never remembers if Puddlepaw said anything about not telling any cat about his name. But where they meet so it's not really a problem. "And hey! You showed yourself!" She smiled.
- Peonypath was there in Baypaw's warrior ceremony, who earned his warrior name, Baysoul. Despite not being there. Snowsight is now ThunderClan's medicine cat. This ceremony was held by Beeflight.
- She had a very brief interaction with Jaybrook from ShadowClan.
- She interacted with a RiverClan cat, Ospreyfeather, in ShadowClan's territory. They recognized each other from her apprenticeship.
- She had a small interaction with Bloompaw from WindClan, who taught her what rabbits are. Which for some reason, were bigger than Peonypath herself.
- She interacted with several new cats, Ripplewatcher, Waspsnow, and Hornetpaw. She was trespassing RiverClan's territory, excluding for her interaction with Hornetpaw which was on ThunderClan's territory. Hornetpaw was suspicious and cautious of Peonypath despite offering her a tour.
- She met a friend of her from, RiverClan again, Koiskip. It's been a year since last interaction happened between them.
- In an interaction with Heatherlion, they talk briefly, then Heatherlion asks her what's this plant, which Peonypath didn't know it was Mushroom, Heatherlion said she remembered it was "Mush", then Peonypath assumed it was "Mushpons".
- She had a small interaction with Ivyshade, which was in a thunderstorm that caused many trees to fall down. Peonypath didn't realize, whoever.
- Sunstar lost his last life, surprisingly, he never returned back to live and Beeflight went on a journey to Moon Falls to get his 9 lives ceremony. Peonypath is as well, didn't even know leaders have 9 lives and still don't know.
- Streaksnout who was ill, had greencough again, died peacefully during sleep after the greencough took over him. Peonypath is deeply sad and hurt.
- Peonypath attended the deputy ceremony that Beestar announced, playing guess who will get chosen with herself. Gorseburn was chosen as the deputy of ThunderClan. Peonypath chants her name, happy since she was the mother of both of her friends, Heatherlion and Perchnook.
- Heatherlion and Peonypath talks. Peonypath congrats Heatherlion on her mother becoming the deputy of ThunderClan. Heatherlion suddenly gets a headache when Peonypath talked about RiverClan cats being nice. Soon later, they decide to help with repairing the camp by fixing the cracks in the apprentices' den. They search for a mud that isn't too wet or dry, Peonypath rolled the mud they got in some tree sap to make it sticky enough to stick on the smooth ceiling and for the shells to stick in, though Peonypath is dirty. They went to the beach, Heatherlion realized that her headache is gone. After finding a pretty shell that looked like a snail's shell, Peonypath started a mudball fight and they began to play instead. It ended up hide and seek since Peonypath decided to hide from Heatherlion to avoid the mudballs.
26 Moons:
- As soons she turns 26 moons, Peonypath was assigned a mentor to Bellpaw by Beestar. She pushed her way through the other cats and touched noses with her apprentice. They wait for the ceremony to finish before going to training
- Peonypath after the deputy ceremony and recieving an apprentice decided to check how Beestar is doing. They talk for a little bit. Beestar told Peonypath that Smokestorm wanted him to tell her that he is proud of her and loves her. Peonypath was shocked, happy, and sad knowing he is gone. She glances to the entrance of the leader's den and says that she loves Smokestorm as well, hoping he might hear it. She thanked Beestar calling him dad accidentally. Beestar was both curious and surprised to hear that. When Peonypath realized what she said, she told him about how she felt about Baysoul, how he was like a brother of her own, and how she felt of his siblings, Beestar's kits, siblings of her own. She also mentions the fact that everyone she loves will die one day, which is actually true since all living cats are mortal. Beestar grew sad at the mention of his lost son, he places her paw on one of her paws, comforting her, "That day isn’t now. And until it is... you are welcome to think of yourself as part of our family." Peonypath was really glad to hear that.
- Bellpaw was eating a mouse in the fresh-pile thinking of how hard it will be to train without a tail when Peonypath interrupted, she asked her if she was excited to train for the first time which Bellpaw replied with yes. Bellpaw asked if they could go on a patrol and if Heatherlion and Burrowdark could join them as well accidentally revealing the fact she escaped the camp as a kit. Peonypath suggested to show her the territory first, not quite understanding what she meant because she cut talking before finishing the sentence. They talked about what will they be doing today and Bellpaw asked her more questions. Then, they headed to Thunder Falls.
- While patrolling in the territory alone, Peonypath catches a loner thrumming in the territory, which was a cat she was unfamiliar with. This loner was Verdin. They interacted with each other for a while, introducing themselves. The subject changed into names.
- By the end of the moon, Peonypath taught Bellpaw the territory and basics of the warrior code.
27 Moons:
- After Sunstar's death, a bunch of cats decided to leave ThunderClan, including Cricketclick. Peonypath's sibling.
- Peonypath and Bellpaw went to Thunder Falls to begin training. The first step was to get Bellpaw into the water, who after getting inside soon went back to the shore complaining about the water's coldness. Peonypath tells her that she has fur to protect her, splashing with water, then tells her that fish has no fur to protect them. Then, Peonypath caught a fish. Peonypath and Bellpaw finally started training showing her about where her shadow should be.
- Peonypath was laying on the tilted roof of the warrior den when curiosity got her to see what a cat below, Myrtlebranch, was doing since the cat had plenty of beautiful feathers. She jumped down, startling the cat. Peonypath frowns, then soon introduced herself.
- Peonypath stumbles across Skippaw from ShadowClan hearing him talking about Beestar and Beechberry. He asked her if Bellpaw's parents are alright which she responded with yes, curious to know why he was asking, she inquired him. He told her that they are gone.
- While Peonypath was stretching and laying on her on top of the warrior den. Heatherlion was down shivering at the chilly, gust winds due to her fur being short. Peonypath noticed the she-cat below and slide down, landing on the ground. She approached her and greeted her. Heatherlion, not startled by Peonypath's unanticipated greeting, she greeted her back, grinning at the she-cat, and shifted a bit leaving room for Peonypath.
28 Moons:
- N/A, on hiatus from roleplaying.
29 Moons:
- N/A, on hiatus from roleplaying.
30 Moons:
- During this moon, multiple loners decided to join ThunderClan, now known as Breezekit, Sprindlekit, Merlinkit, Vexscar, and Sproutpaw. A ceremony was held by Beestar for them.
- Shellkit sat by the entrance of the nursery, letting the warm sunshine soak into her pelt. Her siblings had already opened their eyes, meaning she was the last. <<Today's the day!>> She thought, smiling lightly. She took a step forward, twitching her whiskers as she lifted her muzzle. She started squinting her already closed eyes, and slowly drew them open. She squeaked, hopping back at the burst of colors around her. <<Woah.>> She thought, widening her blue eyes. She raised her muzzle higher in the air, smiling proudly. "Ah dwid iwt!" (I did it!) She yowled proudly, swishing her tail with pride. She narrowed her eyes, taking various steps back. She wasn't used to all the light and color, so she decided to stay mostly in the back, where it was darker. She had a bunch of questions she wanted to ask now that she had opened her eyes, so she patiently waited for a cat to come inside the den. Hopefully it would be her mother or siblings, so she could brag about her opening her eyes, and ask tons of questions. Her paws tingled with excitement the more she waited. It wasn't Hollysmoke or one of her siblings, but a thick-furred red classic tabby she-cat padded inside the nursery, pushing the vines that covered the entrance aside. All the she-cat was thinking lately is about the new kits, apprentices, and newly-made warrior, Vexscar. But the she-cat's main focus was Hollysmoke's kits, rather because she knew them through Darkglow, her uncle. Staring at the kit who recently opened her eyes, the warrior smiled. She couldn't tell whether she just opened them right now for the first time or if she did it before. But nonetheless, the she-cat was happy to see her adoptive cousins. She approached her and settled next to the ginger-patched she-cat and purred, "Hello, I'm Peonypath. It's a pleasure to meet you, young one." Comparing her age to a one moon old kit made her realize how old she was. The two were 29 moons apart. Immediately at the sight of the thick-furred she-cat, Shellkit bounced up, her recently opened blue eyes shining with excitement. The she-kit stared in awe at the thick-furred red tabby she-cat, her eyes widening. <<I thought no cat could be so fluffy!>> She thought, twitching her whiskers. <<Well, besides Hollysmoke of course.>>. Shellkit waved her bushy tail in greeting, "H- Hwallo--" (Hello--) She squeaked, raising her head toward the older she-cat. Her speech seemed often muffled, and quite limited due to her being so young. The white and orange she-kit smiled lightly, curling her bushy tail around her paws. Peonypath was small and basically a ball of fuzzy comfy fluff, unlike Hollysmoke whose a giant cat comparing to Peonypath with a wavy long fur. Peonypath enjoyed watching kits around and sometimes she wondered if she could take them for a ride on her back around the camp when they grow up, it was always fantastic to do that, especially since these kits are still small. Noticing the fact that Shellkit curled her tail around her paws reminded Peonypath that she can't do this deliberately due to her tail always being curled around back, she flicked her tail, lowering her head to the kit's level and gesturing for Shellkit to climb on top of her, uncertain if the kit could understand it or not, but she did it anyway. The she-kit tilted her head, unsure of what to do. She hadn't gotten the chance of riding on a cats' back due to no one ever asking her, so naturally she simply tilted her head in confusion. So far, she could only say words such as 'Hello' and other basic words, words that were commonly used among cats that Shellkit got the chance of learning from hearing them so much. This meant that she couldn't ask the thick-furred she-cat what she meant.
- Peonypath caught Myrtlebranch watching the sun, she asked them how have they been, Myrtlebranch's answer caused some confusion.
- A thick-furred crimson she-cat dawdled deep in the chasmic forest that she lives in, where of course ThunderClan was. In an open spot where the starry sky emerged from behind the clouds, spangling itself with its splendid stars. Peonypath observed the sky as her eyes glittered with awe. Contemplating the view, the she-cat settled in a bush that she made a nook out of it, laying on her back, stargazing. The small warrior's ear stood erect at the sound of something nearby, the she-cat pounced out of her hidden place to investigate. Instead of using her nose to catch the scent of the she-cat nearby, she tried to use her eyes to catch the sight of the cat or whatever Peonypath thought it was. Tucked away on a small area of land which is concealed by arched trees and bushy shrubs, the silhouette of a petite cat can be seen, a faint flickering glow somehow hovering beside her and casting a dim light on her nose. A moment later, the little yellow light flutters closer to the molly, gently landing on her muzzle. She giggles, narrowing her eyes with a grin at the little insect. Immediately after, a sneezes quietly and slowly, the firefly flitters away, though barely creating a gap between the tabby and it. Quick as a streak of lightening, the warrior scampers toward it and carefully yet swiftly clasps her paws around it, laughing again. Before she can move again or do anything else, the rustle of leaves and paw steps snatches her attention away from the firefly, which escapes her grasp and darts away. "Hello?" The small red lady decided to emerge from the bushes she was behind, pouncing in front of the taller fawn bicolored tabby molly. "Heatherlion!" She cheered with her loud voice tone, glad to see her friend in the middle of the night. Her eyes fell on the lustrous fireflies near Heatherlion that fluttered away, "Woah. So pretty." The warrior's eyes glimmered at the sight of them, with the temptation to follow them around. She hesitated, ended up choosing to have a chat with Heatherlion instead. "Hey, Heatherlion! How have you been?" Peonypath purred, feeling energetic to spend this night as usual. Peonypath scheduled her time to sleep at around one AM to seven AM, giving her a total of six hours of sleep.
- Peonypath, almost a mid-aged warrior, scooted off the camp to go to her favorite place to settle in, Thunder Falls. Where the water burbled and the birds choose to roost in, chirping around during the day. She stopped there, taking a sip from the torrent, it was a fantastic day as it seems going to be. Peonypath's ear pricked at the sound of something rustling from the bushes, she glanced, approaching to see who is it. Sproutpaw, despite his fear of the falls, hadn’t been able to resist going back. It was so cool! He spotted the other cat after a second. “Hey! Who are you?” He asked. The she-cat finally caught the scent of the tom, as she acknowledged him from the ceremony that Beestar held, that was Sproutpaw. She beamed, reassuring him with a smile. "Oh hey, I'm Peonypath. It's a pleasure to meet you, Sproutpaw." As soon she figured the tom was not a predator or cause of danger, she continued to stare at the water's rippling surface, idolizing it, she stared at the fish wiggling and kicking in the water creating small bubbles and splashes around. “You too!” He replied, smiling. He followed the warriors gaze to the water and the silver fish. He stared for a few seconds, before spotting a frog. Stupid frog, he thought on instinct, kicking a pebble towards it. The rock fell into the river, and sank to the bottom, scaring away some of the fish in the process. Peonypath winced as she saw the pebble crashing through the water and sinking to the bottom. She wasn't thrilled to see an innocent creature gets attacked all of a sudden for no reason. Despite being bothered by the tom's actions, a calm smile remained on the she-cat's face as she saw the ripple effects from the splattering pebble. "You can take a seat." The she-cat murmured, gesturing to Sproutpaw to approach. Sproutpaw sat down next to the molly, glaring daggers at the retreating frog. He felt no guilt about attempting to hit it with the pebble- frogs were stupid after all, and- wait why was he acting like that. Sproutpaw felt a sudden rush of guilt, staring at the frog “ I’m sorry about that frog.” He whispered, quiet enough that Peonypath couldn’t hear him.
- Timber padded through the land. He somehow hadn't bumped into any cat yet. His long tail brushed on the ground, his brown tabby fur seemed to almost blend in with the trees. A red clan cat she-cat was wandering through the edge of the forests, she enjoyed taking a break from her clanlife to spend a few hours every once in a while in a territory to discover or visit old places from her past. The she-cat didn't notice the tom nearby, except she managed to hear him. Her ears pricked as a response and continued to glance around. The she-cat tripped over a stick, falling in front of the tom. "Oh hey." She spoke, staring at him. Timber took a step back as to not step on the she-cat or be super close to her. "Hello!" He greeted, with a slight friendly smile. The tom was usually kind, unless given reason to be harsh. "Are you alright? You seem to have tripped over something." His head slightly tilted as he asked his question. Peonypath pouncing away and stretching her body, "Oh yeah. Don't worry, I have more than enough thick fur to protect me." She nodded, with a smile. "Did you receive any harm?" She murmured, taking a closer look at the chocolate-brown tabby cat to see if her accident of falling caused any harm. "Anyway, I'm Peonypath. It's a pleasure to meet you." She flicked her curled tail as a greeting. The tom shook his head. "No, I was just a bit surprised. I am Timber. Nice to meet you Peonypath." He slightly nodded his head, as a way of greeting. ^Peonypath.. this she-cats name is different than of mine... Sound like two words, instead of one..^ He thought to himself. Timber did not know much of the clans. He only knew that he wanted to keep his distance, so he didn't realize that Peonypath was a clan cat. Cats with two words in their names weren't something odd for the red she-cat, even if it was a loner or kittypet. Since names like Raindrop, Mushroom, and many others. It was something odd to stumble across. "Timber... That's such a nice name." She purred. The she-cat never stumbled across a cat with that name, which she found a pretty name. She After a small thank you, Timber moved his tail to point to where the red she-cat came from. "Whats over there?" He asked, genuinely curious. He'd only searched through the other direction, the one that he had come from, and had came across a little amount of cats.
noted that name in her mind, hopefully, she wouldn't forget that tom anymore.
34 Moons:
- After a fox fight, Peonypath and Heatherlion finds the injured patrol, panicking, Heatherlion ran back to the camp and brought Snowsight and Brookleaf, Peonypath attempted to comfort the wounded cats.
- On a hiatus
35 Moons:
- On a hiatus
36 Moons:
- On a hiatus
37 Moons:
- Peonypath met a RiverClan warrior while trespassing RiverClan's territory, Waspsnow. The two have a good conversation, filled with supportive comments and advices for Waspsnow.
- Peonypath meets her adoptive 1st cousin once removed, Shellpaw, during the night, enjoying the weather and starry sky. They ended up getting distracted by some fireflies.
- Peonypath was trying to sleep, a cat named Caneclatter, she checked on how the tom was doing. When she noticed he is busy she told him that he can go, but he said that she seemed lonely. She told him that she always have a company with her, chirping birds and StarClan.
- Peonypath out of the camp, decided to catch a fish and bring a bouquet of flowers for Gorseburn. When she returns, she wished her health and lied next to her for a coversation.
38-39 Moons:
- Peonypath spent most of her time inside the camp, but she ended up one day going out of the camp during mid-day to do some activities, but she ended up with a heatstroke in Birch Grove, to be saved and returned back to the camp by a RiverClan elder, Clawfrost, Brookleaf was here to save the she-cat, fortunately.
- Peonypath remained through the whole time recovering in the medicine den, she had a small talk with Snowsight as well.
Peonypath snuck outside of the medicine den when everyone was asleep to have a midnight talk with her clanmate, Irisraven.
40-45 Moons:
- After recovering from her heatstroke, Peonypath finally had no restrictions and able to leave the medicine den and continue her duties. Peonypath during her time recovering counted every prey she ate so she can replace each one she ate without doing her duties and serving her clan and for the whole moon worked on her fishing and hunting skills.
- Peonypath used a sharp rock to cut her thick fur to decrease the chances of getting a heatstroke again, when done, she buried the fur underground to refrain making the place messy.
- She met her silly RiverClan friend at fourtrees in the gathering place, she was startled at the beginning, but soon ended up playing and having some fun.
- Peonypath while stargazing while laying on her back on a smooth rock in RiverClan's territory, she stumbled across a RiverClan cat, Puddlecloud, they had a nice conversation as Puddlecloud lied on a rock nearby stargazing with Peonypath as well.
- Peonypath was on a small hill watching Thunder Falls, before she accidentally fell and began rolling until ThunderClan's border, stumbling across a RiverClan tom, Astersky, she offered him a tour around ThunderClan's territory.
- Peonypath after a hardworking day under the rain returns back to the camp, shaking her fun, she listens to Gorseburn's son, Tarantulakit trying to pronounciate some words so she came over to teach him some words since that is one of her favorite things to do.
Family + Relations[]
Family:[]
Reddream ➽ Female ➽ Warrior/Queen ➽ Dead, Hemorrhage stroke from an aneurysm ➽ Mother ➽
Rooktalon ➽ Male ➽ Warrior ➽ Dead, greencough(?) ➽ Father ➽
Ivyshade ➽ Male ➽ Warrior ➽ Alive ➽ Littermate ➽
Cricketclick ➽ Male ( Female at birth ) ➽ Warrior ( Loner )➽ Presumed dead, left TC ➽ Littermate ➽
Sparkpaw ➽ Female ➽ Apprentice ➽ Dead, badger attack ➽ Sibling ➽
Rowankit ➽ Male ➽ Kit ➽ Dead ➽ Sibling, birth defect ➽
Cinnamonkit ➽ Male ➽ Kit ➽ Dead, stillborn ➽ Sibling ➽
Marigoldkit ➽ Female ➽ Kit ➽ Dead, stillborn ➽ Sibling ➽
Raccoonswipe ➽ Female ➽ Warrior ➽ Dead ➽ Aunt ➽
Darkglow ➽ Male ➽ Warrior ➽ Alive ➽ Uncle ➽
Violethaven ➽ Male ➽ Warrior ➽ Dead, greencough ➽ Uncle ➽
Dayrise ➽ Female ➽ Warrior/Queen ➽ Dead, weak heart
➽ Aunt ➽
Ripplekit ➽ Female ➽ Kit/Apprentice Aged ➽ Dead, inactivity ➽ Cousin (DayriseXDarkglow) ➽
Cypressmist ➽ Genderfluid ➽ Warrior ➽ Dead ➽ Cousin (DayriseXDarkglow) ➽
Fawngaze ➽ Male ➽ Warrior ➽ Dead ➽ Cousin (DayriseXDarkglow) ➽
Tigerspark ➽ Male ➽ Elder ➽ Dead, cancer ➽ Grandfather ➽
Ripplerapids ➽ Female ➽ Loner ➽ Dead ➽ Grandmother ➽
Ripplefeather ➽ Female ➽ Warrior, SC ➽ Dead ➽ Great-grandmother ➽
Lakefreeze ➽ Female ➽ Warrior ➽ Dead ➽ Cousin (DayriseXDarkglow) ➽
Fallkit ➽ Male ➽ Kit ➽ Dead ➽ Cousin (DayriseXDarkglow) ➽
Cedarsoul ➽ Female ( Male at birth ) ➽ Dark Forest ➽ Dead ➽ Great-aunt ➽
Dashpaw ➽ Female ➽ Apprentice(?), SC ➽ Dead ➽ Great-aunt ➽
Violetbird ➽ Female ➽ Warrior, SC ➽ Alive ➽ Great-aunt ➽
Baypaw ➽ Male ➽ Apprentice(?), SC ➽ Dead ➽ Great-uncle➽
Marshstep ➽ Female ➽ Warrior(?), WC ➽ Dead ➽ Great-aunt ➽
Clearpaw ➽ Male ➽ Apprentice(?), SC ➽ Dead ➽ Great-uncle➽
Mousestem ➽ Female ➽ Warrior(?), WC➽ Dead ➽ Great-aunt ➽
Coalheart ➽ Male➽ Warrior(?), RC ➽ Dead ➽ 1st Cousin Once Removed ➽
Clearkit ➽ ? ➽ Kit, WC ➽ Dead ➽ 1st Cousin Once Removed ➽
Hopekit ➽ ? ➽ Kit, WC ➽ Dead ➽ 1st Cousin Once Removed ➽
Streamcloud ➽ ? ➽ Warrior(?), WC ➽ Dead ➽ 1st Cousin Once Removed ➽
Bluefeather ➽ ? ➽ Warrior(?), WC ➽ Dead ➽ 1st Cousin Once Removed ➽
Orchidrush ➽ ? ➽ Warrior(?), WC ➽ Dead ➽ 1st Cousin Once Removed ➽
WIP
Education:[]
Streaksnout ➽ Male ➽ Warrior ➽ Dead, greencough ➽ Former Mentor ➽
Lilysplash ➽ Male ➽ Warrior ➽ Dead ➽ Former Mentor ➽
Bellflare ➽ Female ➽ Warrior ➽ Alive ➽ Former Apprentice, Sibling-figure ➽
Positive Relationships:[]
Perchnook ➽ Male ➽ Warrior ➽ Alive ➽ Friend ➽
Birdkit ➽ Female ➽ Kit ➽ Dead ➽ Acquaintance ➽
Baysoul ➽ Male ➽ Kittypet ➽ Presumed dead, living in the twoleg place ➽ Best friend. Sibling-figure ➽
Spiderpaw ➽ Male ➽ Apprentice, suicide/deathberries ➽ Dead ➽ Acquaintance ➽
Streaksnout ➽ Male ➽ Warrior ➽ Dead, greencough ➽ Best Friend ➽
Splashstone ➽ Male ➽ Warrior ➽ Dead, bloodloss/fox attack ➽ Acquaintance ➽
Spiceflare ➽ Female ➽ Warrior ➽ Dead ➽ Acquaintance ➽
Creekblight ➽ Male ➽ Loner ➽ Presumed dead, left the clan➽ Acquaintance ➽
Sootriddle ➽ Male ➽ Deputy, SC ➽ Alive ➽ Friend ➽
Mousepelt ➽ Female ➽ Warrior, SC ➽ Alive ➽ Acquaintance ➽
Swiftgaze ➽ Female ➽ Warrior, SC ➽ Alive ➽ Acquaintance ➽
Petalwish ➽ Female ➽ Queen, SC ➽ Dead ➽ Acquaintance ➽
Koiskip ➽ Male ➽ Warrior, RiverClan ➽ Dead ➽ Friend ➽
Smokestorm ➽ Male ➽ Loner ➽ Dead, adder bite ➽ Friend ➽
Snowsight ➽ Female ➽ Med. Cat ➽ Alive ➽ Acquaintance ➽
Almondspirit ➽ Male ➽ Warrior/Kit ➽ Dead ➽ Acquaintance ➽
Birchdrift ➽ Female ➽ Warrior ➽ Alive ➽ Acquaintance ➽
Sunstar ➽ Male ➽ Leader ➽ Dead, crushed slowly by a tree ➽ Acquaintance
Junipershine ➽ Female ➽ Warrior, RiverClan ➽ Alive ➽ Acquaintance ➽
Songcrash ➽ Female ➽ Warrior ➽ Alive ➽ Friend ➽
Charfrost ➽ Female ➽ Warrior, RiverClan ➽ Dead, fox attack ➽ Acquaintance ➽
Clovershine ➽ Female ➽ Warrior, RiverClan ➽ Alive ➽ Acquaintance ➽
Nightlight ➽ Female ➽ Elder ➽ Dead, old age ➽ Acquaintance ➽
Rainwolf ➽ Male ➽ Warrior ➽ Alive ➽ Acquaintance ➽
Burrowdark ➽ Male ➽ Warrior ➽ Alive ➽ Acquaintance, brother-figure ➽
Heatherlion ➽ Female ➽ Warrior ➽ Alive ➽ Close-ish Friend ➽
Aspen ➽ Male ➽ Loner ➽ Alive ➽ Acquaintance ➽
Legend ➽ Male ➽ Loner ➽ Alive ➽ Acquaintance ➽
Sproutpaw ➽ Male ➽ Loner ➽ Presumed dead, left the clan ➽ Acquaintance, brother-figure ➽
Shadebriar ➽ Male ➽ Warrior, WC ➽ Dead ➽ Acquaintance (Forgotten) ➽
Fawn ➽ Female ( Male at birth ) ➽ Trial Cats, SC ➽ Alive ➽ Acquaintance ➽
Puddlespirit ➽ Male ➽ Med. Cat App, WC ➽ Dead ➽ Acquaintance ➽
Beestar ➽ Male/Cassgender ➽ Leader ➽ Alive ➽ Acquaintance, father-figure ➽
Ladybugflutter ➽ Female ( Male at birth )➽ Medicine Cat, SC ➽ Alive ➽ Acquaintance ➽
Rabbitfoot ➽ Male ➽ Warrior ➽ Alive ➽ Acquaintance ➽
Amberpaw ➽ Female ➽ Apprentice ➽ Dead, hawk attack ➽ Acquaintance ➽
Gorseburn ➽ Female ➽ Deputy/Queen ➽ Alive ➽ Acquaintance ➽
Rustlefeather ➽ Male ➽ Warrior ➽ Dead ➽ Acquaintance ➽
Brookleaf ➽ Non-Binary (Female At birth) ➽ Med. Cat App ➽ Presumed dead, left TC ➽ Friend, Sibling-figure ➽
Bubblecatcher ➽ Male ➽ Warrior ➽ Alive ➽ Acquaintance, Sibling-figure ➽
Hollysmoke ➽ Female ➽ Warrior ➽ Alive ➽ Acquaintance ➽
Jaybrook ➽ Female ➽ Warrior, SC Exile ➽ Dead, falling from a cliff on a sharp rock ➽ Acquaintance ➽
Ospreyfeather ➽ Male ➽ Temporaily Deputy, RC ➽ Alive ➽ Acquaintance ➽
Ripplewatcher ➽ Male ➽ Warrior, RC ➽ Alive ➽ Acquaintance ➽
Waspsnow ➽ Female ( Male at birth ) ➽ Warrior, RC ➽ Alive ➽ Acquaintance ➽
Hornetflame ➽ Female ➽ Warrior, RC ➽ Dead ➽ Acquaintance ➽
Beechberry ➽ Female ➽ Queen ➽ Alive ➽ Acquaintance, mother-figure ➽
Borealgale ➽ Male ➽ Warrior ➽ Dead ➽ Sibling-figure ➽
Barrenmeadow ➽ Female ➽ Warrior ➽ Presumed dead, captured by twolegs ➽ Sibling-figure ➽
Breezepaw ➽ Male ➽ Apprentice ➽ Dead ➽ Sibling-figure ➽
Brownfreckle ➽ Female ➽ Warrior ➽ Alive ➽ Sibling-figure ➽
Burrowdark ➽ Male ➽ Warrior ➽ Alive ➽ Sibling-figure ➽
Blotcloud ➽ Male ➽ Warrior ➽ Alive ➽ Sibling-figure ➽
Verdin ➽ Female ➽ Loner ➽ Alive ➽ Acquaintance ➽
Skipstorm ➽ Male ➽ Warrior, SC ➽ Dead/Presumed Dead ➽ Acquaintance ➽
Myrtlebranch ➽ Presumed dead, captured by twolegs ➽ Warrior ➽ Alive ➽ Acquaintance ➽
Shellcrest ➽ Female ➽ Warrior ➽ Alive ➽ Acquaintance ➽
Timber ➽ Male ➽ Loner ➽ Alive ➽ Acquaintance ➽
Sproutsapling ➽ Male ➽ Warrior ➽ Alive ➽ Acquaintance ➽
Sandypaw ➽ Male ➽ Apprentice ➽ Dead ➽ Acquaintance ➽
Caneclatter ➽ Male ➽ Warrior ➽ Alive ➽ Acquaintance ➽
Thrushperch ➽ Male ➽ Warrior ➽ Alive ➽ Acquaintance ➽
Irisraven ➽ Female ➽ Warrior ➽ Alive ➽ Acquaintance ➽
Astersky ➽ Male ➽ Warrior, RC ➽ Alive ➽ Acquaintance ➽
Puddlecloud ➽ Female ➽ Warrior, RC ➽ Alive ➽ Acquaintance ➽
Tarantulakit ➽ Male ➽ Kit ➽ Alive ➽ Acquaintance ➽
Blastpaw ➽ Female ➽ Apprentice ➽ Alive ➽ Sibling-figure
Burnetpaw ➽ Male ➽ Apprentice ➽ Alive ➽ Sibling-figure
Bristlepaw ➽ Male ➽ Apprentice ➽ Alive ➽ Sibling-figure
Blisterpaw ➽ Female ➽ Apprentice ➽ Alive ➽ Sibling-figure
Willowpaw ➽ Female ➽ Med cat Apprentice, WC ➽ Alive ➽ Acquaintance
Frostdrift ➽ Female ➽ Warrior, WC ➽ Alive ➽ Acquaintance
Widowbite ➽ Female ➽ Warrior, WC ➽ Alive ➽ Acquaintance
Negative Relationships:[]
N/A
Love Interest:[]
N/A
Trivia[]
- She was named after her reddish-pink appearance like a peony.
- She is the youngest kit in her litter and the last kit of Rooktalon and Reddream.
- Her TH page is: https://toyhou.se/7484199.peonypath
- She got stolen/kidnapped by a ShadowClan cat named Heatbranch, now known as Sootriddle, whoever brought back by Smokestorm and Rabbitfoot
- She likes hugs and comforting other cats.
- She was an apprentice for 12 moons, received her warrior name at the age of 17.
- She thinks of Beestar and Beechberry as her parents. Their kits as her own siblings.
Notable Quotes[]
- "I admit, he is fluffy, better he won't get lost in his own fur." ~ Peonykit about Baykit
- "...I just don't understand the logic of nature." ~ Peonykit to Rooktalon.
- "Is saying contagious, contagious?" Peonykit to Tigerspark
- "A banana?" Peonypaw to Streaksnout
- "Clan doesn't matter, I find it stupid when someone assigns a certain skill or a trait to a certain clan. Everyone has the right to learn whatever skill they'd like." Peonypaw to Puddlepaw
- "So, you thought I was dumb?" Peonypath to Ivyshade
- "I was thinking of Baysoul again. He was a really close friend of mine, one of the best cats I could ever meet. He was like a younger brother of mine. So his other siblings. He was always so loving, so nice. Now, he is gone. Like everyone I love will one day." Peonypath to Beestar about Baysoul
- "It's not nice to being snapped at. I get it, I get it. Though just be nice to everyone and hopefully they will all accept you. Teach them that their thoughts and stereotypes are wrong by being the opposite of what they thought. You're very nice and no one should snap at you." Peonypath to Waspsnow
- "I wouldn't call myself lonely. There is always someone around whether it was a single chirping bird or the feeling that StarClan with you. They are my company most of the time. I don't feel lonely when I know that someone at least care for me." Peonypath to Caneclatter