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crowfeather-ed · 2 years

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Hello!! I would like to formally introduce you all to SkyClan's Trails; a Warrior Cats roleplay hosted by both me and my good friend @city-glow. We've been working on this for a while (like 2 days) but we're VERY excited to bring you into this little story we've conducted. We hope you'll join us!

Here is the link to join

And below the cut; the premise. Please check it out!

Shrikestar leapt atop the Rockpile, overlooking his bruised warriors as he called for their attention with a great caterwaul. SkyClan's warriors gathered around him, their eyes shining with dignity despite the tiredness of their bodies. They had fought well, all of them.

"SkyClan!" He started, "Thanks to your bravery, we've successfully killed the fox that was looking to invade our camp. I know we've had several reports of unusual fox activity," He stated, shifting uncomfortably from the ragged bite that had been dangerously close to his throat. Unusual fox activity was an understatement. During the past moon, at least three foxes had been spotted in the area, and they suspected one of them had cubs. They'd found a kittypet, a friendly tom named Zephyr, torn to pieces and partially eaten by fox cubs within their territory.

"I am grateful to you all for defending our kits and elders so bravely." His tone turned more somber as he lowered his head, allowing his grief to show. "I would especially like to thank Duskpaw. He led the fox to its death, losing his own life in the process. He hunts with Starclan now having shown the bravery of a true warrior."

Shrikestar glanced with great sadness at Appleface and Songlark grooming the still body of their son. Duskpaw had been the only kit in their litter to live up to six moons... and now he walked with Starclan alongside his smaller siblings. He had been clever and quick on his paws and he would have made an excellent warrior. His loss was a tragedy.

A murmur of appreciation rose from his clanmates, with some calling out Duskpaw's name triumphantly towards the sky. Appleface looked up towards his clanmates, his eyes heavy with emotion.

Honeypebble, the pretty golden deputy who had also been a part of the patrol and had ended up getting particularly nasty bites torn out of her cheek and flank, stepped forward.

"We must get the body of the fox out of camp urgently," she said. Her eyes were glassy with pain, and she swayed on her paws, but her voice was steady. "The fox was incredibly sick, and we don't want whatever it was carrying to spread."

"Sick?" Shrikestar frowned. He jumped down next to his deputy and padded over to the body of the fox only a few tail lengths away. He hadn't quite gotten a good look at it during the fight and now that he was seeing it from up close he could see what Honeypebble meant. The fox was nothing more than skin and bones, its jaw hanging wide open and covered in drool. The sight of cats for the starving creature must have stimulated its appetite. The thought made Shrikestar shudder. Its fur was disgusting, looking matted and with large patches of it missing along its sides. Its eyes were still wide open and were a milky white color that unsettled the SkyClan leader so much he took a few pawsteps back.

“Yes, very well. We’ll carry it out further into the woods and bury it.” He decided. With a flick of his tail, Shrikestar motioned for a few warriors to begin carrying the body. He hesitated as he watched them, though eventually settled for going back to his den. His body ached and the bite wound near his neck burned. Some rest would do him some good.

He walked past Duskpaw’s vigil and reached his den, letting himself fall into the soft moss and curling up so his tail covered his eyes and nose. Heartbeats pass, yet he could not sleep. Foxes invading SkyClan’s camp… never had this happen before. As a kit, he’d heard stories of SkyClan being overrun by rats and chased out of their camp until they’d all gone soft with kittypet food or drifted out into the wilderness, forgetting their clan heritage. It had been the will of StarClan, back then, to see SkyClan gone for good. Was it happening again? Was his clan in danger?

He drifted into an uneasy sleep, plagued by visions of his clanmates in the jaws of hungry-eyed foxes.

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