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(Wintrystar's children who are Glow's great great grandkits have ventured all the way from WinterClan to DayClan and. They are now here to take their rightful spot as rulers and conquer the soft pushover DayClan cats. Or at least that is what Wintrystar's litter expects! You're welcome to have any character reply, but if you got an apprentice it would be fun for you to use them!)
The daughters and sons of Wintrystar and ex bright brigade member of DayClan, Howlingnight descended down into the valley. There was a natural elegance to each of their steps, one taught to them with harsh practice, a delicate precision struck into them by their father. Their pride was less earned, the way they spread their thick WinterClan scent without care, swaying their tails high in the air as though they owned DayClan just as much as WinterClan.
Gardeniapaw stepped into camp, but not before tripping in front of everyone on a root, face planting onto the ground. Standing back up with a short huff she turned back to the root. Regaining her composure by patting her paw over her face as though to blot out any impurities she gestured with a dignified poise to the root, "You are excused." She then stepped back in line with her siblings, her soot grey face and ashen white body stood out among the bright colorful pelts of DayClan. Having everyone's attention, or what she thought was everyone's attention she made her announcement.
"Attention DayClan!" Gardeniapaw called out, her voice sounded small and soft, but her entitled I-Know-Everything tone spoke for itself, "This clan officially belongs to WinterClan. You will refer to us with a star suffix so that is Reapingstar, Skeletalstar, Pomegranatestar, Deathstar, and of course me, Gardeniastar. Those of you without mouse brain should bow to us now and we will treat you as the loyal servants you were always destined to be to us. But those that refuse will be put up for a public execution."
Skeletalstar pranced around DayClan camp after Gardeniapaw with a too innocent smile, the sort of innocence that was bound to drive someone utterly insane. "Maybe we execute someone just to show we're serious." She closed here eyes, spinning around and pointed to a random cat in the crowd. "You can be a worthy sacrifice for WinterClan's cause!"
Wanderingwight raised a paw slightly. "Can I volunteer for the execution? However you wish to take that. Oh, and I don't bow." The heavily scarred she-cat watched her great-grandchildren, who were more her grandchildren in terms of the fact she'd pretty much raised their father before realizing he was her grandson. Her expression was bored, not exactly just submitting to the group of apprentices. Of course, she wasn't exactly fighting them either. Not like it mattered either way.
Spiderbranch merely ignored these cats and attempted to go back to his nap. But they were being far to loud. He'd just thought about moving to a new space when one of the brats jumped on him. She was using him to sit higher, standing above all those around her, or at least attempting to. Pomegranatestar had picked the tom, solely because he was the closest and was already in a good position for her to use as a stool. He'd make himself useful but allowing her to sit taller than even her siblings. Her head remained high, poised like the princess she is. "Carry on Gradeniakit."
"Oh we have new leaders again, do we?" Yuccablossom playfuly asked as she bounded over to kits. She was purring so loud it was almost distracting as Gardeniastar's initial announcement. The truth: She LOVED kits and knew with one glance that they were her kin... She would have liked to say that she could recognize an Eerie by the way the walked, talked and glowered, but it wasn't that hard to connect the dots given their adult escort.
Anyways, Yuccablossom was determined to 1) make a good first impression and 2) have a great time.
"I am Yuccablossom, a member from the DayClan branch of our illustrious family, which I presume must be inferior given how well composed the lot of you are. Just point at the cat you would like to have executed and I will ruthlessly end their lives as befitting to anyone who dares challenge your authority! Long live the GRSPD✰ REGIME!"
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Reapingkit - no, Reapingstar - was playing the silent game for now. His sister's liked to do more of the talking while he'd rather be on guard to do any of the fighting that they needed.
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Post by Sweetrose on Mar 12, 2021 23:48:40 GMT -5
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PHANTOMKILLER & DEALINGDEVIL . DAYCLAN . WARRIORS
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Winterystars conquerers
[Phantomkiller and Dealingdevil meet the WinterClan kits]
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Phantomkiller
You watched as the WinterClan kits came into the camp. You twitched your whiskers as in amusement, as you sat down near Dealingdevil, your half-brother. You both sat quietly as the kits made their announcement, about being "Leaders" You twitched your tail up and down, your ears back as you watch them.
Dealingdevil
You had just walked inside with prey in your mouth. You hear one of them saying about executing a cat and you shake your head and head to the fresh-kill pile, putting the prey down. You turn towards the kits and see your half-sister, Phantomkiller and walked up to her. You sit down beside her and listen to the younger cats talking.
"Wise decision to sit and watch," Icepaw said to both Phantomkiller and Dealingdevil as he sat down next to them, too. He was a little small for his age but otherwise didn't stand out much due to his quiet nature and dark fur, "More fun's to be had one on one, don't you think? Your personality changes entirely when you don't have someone backing you up." Sweetrose
If you want to shine like the sun, first you must burn like the sun ~ SunClan High Priestess
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Post by racer on Mar 13, 2021 18:17:43 GMT -5
Dirtydivinity could hear the voices of the cats outside, her ears flattneing as she pressed herself up against the wall of her new den. Wintrystar's kits.... The fear was immediate, and she dared not make her presence known to them strawberrycupid
Coyotepaw was just plain confused at all of this. The little gray-point tom watched as the 'invaders' filed in, well, he just kept his distance the best he could. The tom couldn't fight back with his legs still mostly nonfunctional. He shuffled into the shadows, and hoped none of the WinterClan cats saw him.
"Thank-you Pomegranatestar," Gardeniapaw said, clearing her throat to get everyone's attention again she opened her mouth to address Wanderingwight when someone else butted in. The new cat bounding forward was a tortoiseshell she-cat who reeked of happiness, a thing that she didn't even consider was possible. Everyone had all sorts of emotions, but this was just overpowering, was this even a real person? She felt much more comfortable with Wanderingwight's doom and gloom than this.
"Indeed," Gardeniapaw replied to Yuccablossom at her comment of being inferior, but allowed the she-cat to proceed. "Thank-you Yuccablossom, please bow your head," Gardeniapaw said already patting Yuccablossom's head to lower it before before unsheathing her claws and gently tapped each of her shoulders, knighting her, "From this day forward you will be my first knight," She declared, unable to contain the smile rising to her lips, "you will be the knight of the demise, decider of fates! Wanderingwight will be our first execution so I'd like her to maybe just stand in the middle and then we can all vote how to kill her. We do have a democracy among leaders, of course," Gardeniapaw explained.
However her blue gaze couldn't help, but wander, snagging onto Dirtydivinity, a winter demon. "Her too," Gardeniapaw pointed to Dirtydivinity, "but she can have a chance to plead her case. Groveling can get you anywhere you know."
She caught Coyotepaw staring at them, what an unfortunate looking tom, he looked halfway handsome if not for the short fur and obvious inability to have proper posture. Just goes to show how inferior the clan was compared to WinterClan.
Post by strawberrycupid on Mar 24, 2021 20:49:43 GMT -5
"Not a chance." Smolderingcomet interrupted Gardeniapaw, the tom suddenly inserting himself between the apprentice and Dirtydivinity. This was bad. He was finally making some headway for her, and then these brats had to show up. The orange tom narrowed his eyes, gaze shifting between Gardeniapaw and Yuccablossom. "Ignoring how insane you all sound, if the clan really decides to go ahead with your little trial, then I'll stand in her place." His heart pounded in his chest at the words, but he couldn't back down. FaithJadieracer
Okay, this was rude, but Goldenphantom had had it up to her ears with kits. Fia's insistence on adopting every stray had slowly been grating on her nerves. And now, there were even more just presenting themselves to the clan, like they were begging to be adopted. She'd never admit it, but she was at the end of her rope. When the other Immortal Council member got closer, it was clear how tired she was in her eyes. "No, no. Go take over some other clan. Anywhere else but here." Despite the exhaustion and almost malice in her voice, it was soft too. Like she couldn't drop her old act. Honeystorm
Deathpaw batted at a flower, not paying attention.
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Post by Sweetrose on Mar 27, 2021 13:59:22 GMT -5
@jadie:
Phantomkiller and Dealingdevil looked at each other and then at the cats trying to overtake their clan and then back at Icepaw. "We'll find a way to get rid of them snow-loving idiots. Phantomkiller slid her claws out and looked at them one by one, then glancing thoughtfully at the invaders. She let out a sigh and sheathed them before padding up to the intruders, with Dealingdevil at her side. They glared at them with hostility.
Gardeniapaw locked eyes with Smolderingcomet before shrugging, "Fine, I don't care, you'll stand in her place then," She said with a satisfied smirk, her paw neatly groomed the top of Smolderingcomet's head before stepping away, "Pomegranatepaw, how should we execute our first of many?" Gardeniapaw asked, gesturing towards Wanderingwight, "I'm thinking of a beheading, but those take sooo long to prep and unfortunately I just don't think our first execution can be an extravagant one," She said with a pouted sigh, "I guess we can claw her open and let her bleed out slowly? Oh! Maybe we could make a pond out of blood, mother would love that idea."
"Hmm, removing their ears as a punishment would be good for others, but I must say that the bleeding out for at least the first offender is a good start. Proceed with that Gardeniapaw." The she-cat had cast her frown and look of displeasure on Goldenphantom as he tried to persuade them to leave. She wasn't having it, tehy were here doing their mother's work and would not be persuaded otherwise. Did he think they were inadequate? In mature? Unworthy?!?! How dare this tom. "Gardeniapaw, add this...tom to your list as well. I wish to see him without ears." Pomegranatepaw waved her paw in his direction, refusing to spare him more than a glare of his displeasure at his words as she returned to gazing out upon her new subjects.
"What's all this?" Rubyflame meowed as she padded over to see what all the hubbub was about. It seemed they'd been invaded by a bunch of... kittens? No apprentices. Though they looked quite young to her.
But then again Rubyflame felt super old these days, what with all the madness that kept going on around her in DayClan.
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Post by racer on Apr 4, 2021 18:55:42 GMT -5
Dirtydivinty was beginning to shut down, her eyes downcast and head down, but the strangest thing was that she was smiling. It was sweet and subtle, but it was there. The same smile that she always had plastered on her face in WinterClan, falling instantly into her former submissive role, looking much like an inanimate doll that her mother had trained her to be. She didn't meet their eyes or protest their proclamation, simply accepting their decision without contest. That was until suddenly Smolderingcoment stood between them, blocking the WinterClan apprentices from her view and agreeing to take her place. She blinked in shock, to stunned to stay anything at first. In WinterClan that didn't happen, when your punishment was decided cats didn't step in to defend you. You were on your own... So why? Why would he take her place? She slowly stood, slinking forward until she stood by his side still avoiding eye contact with the WinterClan cats, wanting to speak but her training of not speaking unless spoken to kicking in
Glowstar stuck her head out from wisteria tree at Rubyflame's exclamation, "Yeah, what is going on?"
"Have you been up in that tree this whole time?" Gardeniapaw asked, tipping her head up to look at the leader.
"Yeah, I heard some sort of commotion, but I was busy counting every leaf in this tree. I just wanted to know if the tree will grow back every single leaf next year or if it grows less or more. Y'know just an age old curiosity I wanted to work out," Glowstar explained.
Gardeniapaw blinked, thought about it, then nodded to Glowstar that it was in fact interesting. After all she lived in WinterClan, tree leaves didn't exactly fall off normally so the idea of seeing if trees grew back the same, less, or more leaves was fascinating, "So, how many leaves are there.
"Three-" Glowstar paused, thought about it, "Darnit, talking to you guys made me lose track... Okay one, two, three."
"GLOWSTAR, we're taking over your clan, doesn't that make you angry?" Gardeniapaw asked, hoping to get some sort of rise out of the DayClan leader.
Glowstar tipped her head to the side as if she had to think about emotions before feeling them, "Hmm... I guess I'm concerned. Last time adorable little tyrants came to invade my clan I was kidnapped, but I'm sure that won't happen again. Either way, you're free to try to take over, but it didn't work for the last girl, or the last guy, or the guy after him or- well you get the point." Before Gardeniapaw could say anything more Glowstar had vanished back into the leaves of the tree to get back to counting. After all six moon old cats bossing around the clan wasn't exactly a state of emergency situation.
"HMF! Such a childish leader. Wanderingwight and Smolderingcomet, step forward to me, then lie on the ground with your heads directly down so I can make an example of you," Gardeniapaw demanded.
