Realization (Open) Everyone welcome!

[HawkShadow]

HaekShadow didn't say anything. Black was clouding her vision. As the world turned dark sound turned of to. Then white. Then a forest, with cats with star covered pelts. "StarClan?"


One of the three cats stepped forward. Her pelt was... HaekShadow didn't say anything. Black was clouding her vision. As the world turned dark sound turned of to. Then white. Then a forest, with cats with star covered pelts. "StarClan?"


One of the two cats stepped forward. He was....

"EternalStar?"

"Hello, HawkShadow. We can't talk long, for obvious reasons. However, we do have time for me to tell you something; lead your clan. Find a deputy, rebuild WindClan."

The other cat, a she-cat, stepped forward, "And calm down, sister. I'm the one who is supposed to feel a huge variety of feelings."

The two laughed. HawkShadow opened her eyes and returned to the real world, slightly calmer now that she knew they were in StarClan.

"I want you to stay here.. Your one of the last members of my clan, I don't want you to leave." The she cat nodded to herself.

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T A W N Y F O O T

Tawnyfoot nodded and couldn't hide his concern. How had he not seen that she was so close to kitting? Without the herbs, it wouldn't be quite as easy as other births he had seen. The herbs would usually ease the pain and make the milk run. Hawkshadow was suddenly much more calm than she had been a few seconds ago, so that was nice at least.

It didn't take long for the kits to be born as there were only two. There was a little tabby she-kit and a nearly black-brown tom-kit. As they suckled their mother, Tawnyfoot looked them over and smiled, nodding before he stood. "They're healthy and strong." the tom announced to the others before looking back at Hawkshadow. "And you did very well, Hawkshadow."

[HawkShadow]

HawkShadow laughed. "These kits were born in a battle field. A field of blood and death and all that bad stuff..." She sighed. The she-cat was relieved now that the kitting was over. She wasn't sure what she was saying anymore.

"We need new leaders..." She muttered. Talking to herself, she continued in a loader voice, "But the deputies are gone. StarClan has told me to lead my clan. Who will lead the others?"

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r i p p l e t a i l
leader, riverclan

    Rippletail paused, finally done collecting her dead. The mewlings of little kits and the scent of the herbs drew her closer to Hawkshadow.

    "We need new leaders... But the deputies are gone. StarClan has told me to lead my clan. Who will lead the others?"

    She stepped forward. "I-I will be leading RiverClan," she mewed quietly, her shyness overtaking her as she claimed such an authoritative stance. Her eyes downcast and her body slumped, she looked anything but the strong leader the dead Clan needed. Rippletail's shyness was certainly a large obstacle to overcome. She recognized this block within herself. She wasn't very detail oriented and tended to let other cats take the lead. How could she, shy and abstract feline, take control of an entire Clan and lead them back to health and prosperity?

[HawkShadow]

OoC: I know technically Hawkies bio is pending again, but Ima post anyway. o.o
IC:
HawkShadow nodded at Rippletail.

The brown tabby's head turned towards Tawnyfoot, "Lets try go back to camp. Slow, though. I'm so tired..."

Thoughts raced through her head.
First a deputy must be chosen. Hunting must organized... Border patrols? We don't need them. Or atleast, we can't properly do them. Hmm... Gatherings.

"When will our next gathering take place? Will we meet here, or somewhere.... Else."

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T A W N Y F O O T

The large tom nodded and picked up the second kit before following his new leader. When she stopped, so did he. The mottled tom set the kid down and looked around. "We should meet here. It's only right that we keep this place the same. Starclan chose this place after all. Don't forget the legends of Mudclaw and how they struck him down with the tree that now acts as a bridge." No one had listened to the medicine cat so far, so he really didn't know what compelled him to speak up, but that was all he had to say. Tawnyfoot scooped up the kit he had been carrying yet again and turned to walk away, not wishing to stay in this place of death much longer. He would collect and burry the clan's dead tomorrow. The tom just couldn't keep going tonight.