;; zephyrclan [CAMP]

[titan]

Titanheart raced through the camp as his name was called. Staring back at the Clan meeting, he walked slowly towards the gathering area. Curious eyes glanced up at Whreathedstar as he murmered in question, "...What just happened now? Why was my name called?"
Titanheart stared at his leader in complete confusion, and at the glances of the cats just staring at him. What had he done that he deserved this much attention? Sure, he was late for the Clan meeting, but he had been out.


ooc;;
Sorry for such a short post. ><

[rowan]

Ivywhisper watched as Crypticstreak entered the nursery again, with some prey this time. She was grateful to him, she hadn't noticed she was hungry after all that had happened. She could moan inside for the little she-kit that had been taken. She missed it dearly and was ashamed for leaving it to be taken, she was stupid. She gazed at her remaining kits then back at Crypticstreak, listening to his last question.
"Yes," She answered quietly, her mind on something else. She looked at her kits then back at her mate. "Am I a bad mother?" She whispered, so only he could hear.

[MiNTY♥]

"Shhhh." He purred and curled up pressing close to Ivywhisper and the kits. "Of course you aren't a bad mother, other kits got taken too, and you know what, we will get them back, that Eclipseomen is a heartless one, she does not care of others feelings, but we will get her, and we will bring the kits back." He purred. He began to groom one of the kits and his eyes were shining. "You have never been a mother before, you will make a great one." He purred. He loved Ivywhisper so much, and their kits, he did not feel as strong a loss as she felt for the other kit, but they would get their kit and the others back, they had to.

[cat]

A mud-splattered she-cat appeared behind Titanheart, her expression just as confused. She had just arrived from hunting with Titanheart. Or rather, what had been a hunting trip. Instead of her usual black and white fur, she was now black white...and brown. Any attempt to clean her fur had been in vain; the mud had hardened, forming a hard shell over the pretty colors of night and winter on her coat.
Akwardly turning to Titanheart, she flicked her tail tip. Oh StarClan, what've we missed? Hushedbreeze thought, slowly dipping her head to lick at the stubborn fur again. From the looks of it, they had just missed a very important meeting. Oh great. She thought, taking a deep breath. Just great.

[LYNX ♥]

The muscular rust-colored she-cat, who had edged from the medicine cat's den at the moment she heard the Gathering group return let out a yowl of outrage at the handsome tom's announcement. "Merge?" She howled, jumping at once to her paws, toppled back to her rump and a sitting position, flustered. But the descision was made, and poor Harvestmoon knew full well that she couldn't stop this. StarClan could, but it was obvious from the last drama that swept the forest, that their warrior ancestors were intent on staying silent and letting the clans deal with their own issues while the star-furred mouse-brains preened or whatever they did for eternity up there. Spitting in distaste, the red warrior scowled, then turned suddenly as Titanheart and Hushedbreeze burst into camp, confused of course. "You're deputy mousebrain!" She called out with a small chuckle, shaking her head at the ginger tom.

[cat]

OOc: Oh yeah...I have Titanheart, don't I? XD

Bic: Titanheart blinked. Him, deputy?! But...why? Why him? For a few moments, panic seemed to close around his heart and lungs, making it hard for him to breathe. He couldn't do this. Yes you can. A voice seemed to murmur.
Taking a deep breath, the tom straightened. Apparently Wreathedstar believed in him; enough to appoint him deputy anyway. Lifting his head, the tom made sure his voice was clear as he meowed, "Thank you Wreathedstar. I'll do my best to serve the clan in any way I can."

Hushedbreeze turned to Titanheart and beamed, unaware of the merge or any trouble from the Gathering. "Congrats." She meowed, eyes gleaming with pleasure. She was happy for the tom. He was a rather nice cat, and he did deserve the position.

OOC: To all that wonder why I'm RPing Titanheart, I was given permission to do so.

[thymespeckle]

Taintedleaf returned with his Clan from the gathering, still very shaken at all that had happened. He looked around for Glasspaw, and deciding that she could do without him right now he went to thr nursrey, ignoring the speech Wreathedstar was makoing. He knew about all og it already, except about Titanheart becoming deputy. He would congradulate him later. He spotted Ivywhisper and Crypticstreak a little ways off. He nodded to them and sat by the queen. "How are you Ivywhisper? Are your kits doing all right?" he asked softly, sadness in his green orbs. The small kits squirmed around their mothers side, looking no doubtedly for the small kit that had been stillborn, and for the one that had been stolen out from under his nose. He might never forgive himself if the kit was never found. "I'm goingto go and get yu some herbs, I'll be back in a few minuetes." he walked away. "Oh and Ivywhisper, it may comfert you to know that some cats wish to go out and try to hunt down that cats that took your kits." he said turning back for a second. Once outside he looked about him, blinking in the sunlight. He sat for a minute while the meeting winded up. He saw Spectrelight speaking about wanting to search for the kittens and sighed heavily. He turned quickly towards his new deputy. "Titanheart! Well done." he purred happily, glad to see something going well i nthe terrible day.

[titan]

ooc;;
I yam back, and Titanheart is mine again. >DDD But whenever I am gone, cat WILL play Titanheart. So no one yell at her. D<

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Titanheart beamed pride towards his Clanmates, and nodded happily to Taintedleaf as he congradulated him. Titanheart's ginger fur fluffed up against the slight breeze as he looked towards Hushedbreeze with his green orbs. Staring at the she-cat, he sighed. Hushedbreeze was such a lovely she-cat.

Titanheart walked towards Wreathedstar, head held high, he spoke towards Wreathedstar, "My dear ZephyrClan leader, I promise to do my absolute best, and I will say it a thousand times over, until I speak my last breath. This honor is something I have dreamed of, but did not expect." Titanheart's fire-y ginger pelt blazed with pride, happiness in his eyes as his Clanmates accepted him as their new deputy.

ooc;;
I had to put Shakespeare in there. xD Ahh poor Titanheart, my experimental kitty. 83

[feather]

Stormhawk padded through the camp, his gray fur ruffled with the "I just woke up from sleep, so leave me alone." look. His pale green eyes were unconcerned as he glanced at the cats milling around. Titanheart had just became deputy? Stormhawk nodded in satisfaction, although his was not as important as Wreathedstar's. Titanheart would make an excellent deputy.

"Congratulations Titanheart," Stormhawk meowed as he padded by. Already, the tom dipped his head to the deputy. "Don't put me on too many morning patrols." He let a brief grin flit across his face before padding away. His paws led him to the fresh-kill pile and he chose a vole before settling down with his new found prey.

_{ooc; ew >> no muse + early morning = bad post D:}

[cedarclaw]

Dewstream smiled, his eyes shining. A new deputy. Titanheart. He hadn't really ever...talked to the tom, but he smiled, and dipped his head respectfully. "Congratulations, yes," purred the young tom. Sighing, he sat down. This was a change. This deputy would live, or stay..correct? This was the right choice, right? The tom's paws kneaded the ground and he looked around blinking his blue-gray eyes slowly. His whiskers twitched as his eyes scanned the nursery. The poor kits. It had seemed to have happened such a long, long time ago. Where had he been? He could have stopped it and now they were gone. His ears flattened toward his head and he sighed once more, casting his eyes to the ground he was currently seated on. Newleaf was here, it was lovely, but he couldn't help but think. That could have been stopped. He wasn't there, which made it his fault, correct? He wanted to growl at himself for allowing the past to put so much of a downpour on him, but he couldn't help but feel that it was his fault. A lot of things were probably his fault. He swallowed back the bile of insults directed toward himself and he looked up, clearing the pain and confusion from his eyes. He never did forget his promise to get those kits back. But, would it ever really happen?

[thymespeckle]

Taintedleaf saw Dewstream sitting alone, looking dejected. The orange tabby walked softly over to him. "Hello Dewstream." he mewed quietly. The tom was most likly blamming himself for the incident of the kits being stolen, as Taintedleaf was himself. "It wasn't your fault you know, it wasn't really anyones." he whispered so only the big tomcat beside him could hear the words. He looked out over the clearing, then to the horizen line. "In fact if it was anyones fault, it was mine. I was right there, right beside them both...and i let them get away."

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[rowan]

Ivywhisper nodded glumly at Crypticstreak. She did not agree though, she should have put up more of a fight, she should have done something. And now her little she-kit had been taken away! Little Pepperkit. She was happy that she still had the three by the side of her, but without one it made all the difference.
She looked down at her kits, it seemed Dovekit was awake as well as Nocturnekit. But Badgerkit was still fast asleep. At least he could sleep, Ivywhisper couldn't.

[cedarclaw]

"Thanks for trying, Taintedleaf," meowed the large tom, kneading his white paws into the ground beneath him. "But I'd rather some alone time, I think I'll go take a walk," he suggested, looking to the ground once more. Sighing, he picked himself up onto all four paws. It felt as if he hadn't stood in such long. He hadn't been outside the camp recently and he looked around. Where in the world was Shiverleaf? She had to be somewhere, maybe he had just missed her. That was it. "If you see Shiverleaf, tell her I'm on a walk," he murmured quietly to Ivywhisper as he passed her by. "If that is possible, thank you," he added, turning his head toward the she-cat, padding out of the camp. Her one kit was gone, too. Another kit he needed to go find. Another life he wanted back in the camp.

Dewstream to ZC Terra

[MiNTY♥]

Titanheart to territory.

[LYNX ♥]

"Taintedleaf, I don't need anymore of your silly herbs, my paw is fine, and it'll probably heal eventually. Sorry, but I can't stay in this den another heartbeat, I'm moving back into the warriors den." She meowed gruffly, her face shaded by the lack of light inside the medicine cat's den while her shoulders and haunches glimmered a beautiful rust color in the gleaming sunlight outside. "You oughta let Driftingice out too. It's only a couple gouges here and there. I know her. She's strong. She'll heal better without anyone fussing over her, too." Harvestmoon added, nodding towards the peacefully napping white she-cat, looking much better now with her icy fur licked clean of the blood and mats. "Anyway, seeya around, ging." She purred, winking at the tabby tom, turning, and limping out into the clearing. Sucking in a deep, relieved breath, the muscular she-cat smiled. It was alright around here, besides the dead leader and missing kits and threat of Delirium and Cipher. Chuckling at the silly idea of 'alright', Harvestmoon sat promptly down and began to bathe her ears, scrubbing thoroughly until the new leader trotted over to her, seeming to have dismissed the meeting. "Hey," The she-cat meowed, blinking olive green eyes happily.
"Hey Harvestmoon," Wreathedstar purred softly, a tender look overcoming his brilliant indigo and cerulean lights which melted the she-cat's heart. Oh StarClan, she really did love him! "I, um, well you already know this from before and.. you're really great. I want to be wih your forever." He let out a deep breath as he said this, glancing at her sheepishly and twitching his tail nervously, as if she would ever reject him!
"Oh Wreathedstar!" She purred, pressing into him lovingly. Yes she knew, after all.... well, pehaps she would mother his kits. What noble little children they would be! "I love you too, you know that." The warrior mewed, smiling and touching her nose to his as she backed up to look him over. "You'll be a good leader, and dad."
"I-" The ashy tom cut off, a worried flame licked at his eyes now, replacing the loving look with concern. "If you do have my kits.. CipherClan.. Delirium.." He broke off between each word, as if piecing his thoughts together. "Earlier, as I was coming back from recieving my name, an old, an ancient she-cat loner came to me. She said she was a mystic and could help me. She said I had to find her in the twolegplace and she would guide me to countless allies. Harvest I have to go." He sighed, looking at his mate sadly, and her green eyes reflected the sorrow. What if he were to never return? As if he read her mind, Wreathedstar went on. "I dont know if I'll ever come back, or if I can trust her. That's the problem. But what if I can? I can't take the chance of passing up allies for the clan. When Lynxstar comes, tell her about it, and tell Titanheart too. He'll lead the clan well, with Lynxstar and her deputy. if you have kits.. and I don't-" Once more, he cut off his sentence, gulping loudly, and meeting Harvestmoon's eyes.
"Alright Wreathy. I will tell them, but you'll come back." She told him firmly, narrowing her eyes in a dare, as if he were misbehaving.
"If I don't, you have to find them a father." He meowed, with equal challenge for her to disobey.
"Make me." She mewed, almost playfully, dispite the dire situation.
"Harvestmoon." Wreathedstar murmured, rasping his tongue gently over her ear in silent farewell, for he could not choke out the words 'good-bye' and each young cat had a sinking feeling that the new leader would never return from his journey.
"StarClan guide you." She whispered inaudibly as he stepped out of camp. Crystal tears, fat and full of greif at this sudden turn for the worst, the she-cat, suddenly feeling tired, weak, feeble, slowly turned and slipped inside the warrior's den to rest.

Thus forth, Wreathedstar does not return. Never found, but later it is let known by StarClan that this 'mystic' was employed by Delirium to draw the leader away from his beloved clan into Trenton. Because the city is unwatched by the warrior ancestors, they are unsure whether he is taken captive by rouges, twolegs, or murdered, and Wreathedstar's life fades away into unknown.