Warrior Cats: A RPG

NEWS: March's Gathering has started!

Weather: Leaf-bare is here, and all the Clans are feeling the chill! There are occasional snow showers throughout the forest.

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Nov 16 2017, 09:28 AM
It was time - Polkapaw had long since earned his name as a warrior, and finally, Rowanstar had a fitting name for him. It lingered in his mind, and even so, a part of him still doubted it, but he was sure that Polkapaw would put a new meaning into the name, more than his father ever did.

"All cats old enough to hunt, gather beneath the High Rock!" he called out, specifically looking for Polkapaw, and his brother and sister.
Sep 13 2017, 04:05 AM
Rowanstar stood awkwardly in ShadowClan's camp, ignoring the looks of surprise from many of ShadowClan's warriors to see the leader of WindClan in their camp with a young apprentice only. Instead, he focused on Midnighttheater's den, who he had explicitedly asked to see. He flicked his head around to glance back at Palepaw, before calling out, "Midnighttheater?" Hopefully, the medicine cat would be alright with his proposal. The Clan codes may know bounds, but he knew that the medicine cat code held different boundaries and limitations.
Sep 8 2017, 03:15 AM
Rowanstar stood on the Tallrock, taking a deep breath. This would be the first time doing such a thing - but it was needed, and he was excited to give some good news for the Clan. "All cats old enough to hunt their own prey, gather beneath the Tallrock!"
Aug 27 2017, 08:46 PM
ooc. This is completely rushed and I will not be writing out most of the detail.

Rowanfall, the night before the gathering, called the clan together. When the clan arrived, he talked about Silverseed disappearing, and as they need a medicine cat, he explained Palepaw had a dream and interpretation, dubbing her as WindClan's MCA. Of course, they'd have to go to the moonstone for his lives, and then she would go to the moonstone with the other Clans and be officially made one under the eye of StarClan. In the meantime, he would try to make a trip to ShadowClan to discuss with their medicine cat for training and assistance.
Aug 21 2017, 12:46 AM
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He had been right. It hadn't taken too long to prepare the body, but it had taken long enough without a medicine cat that it had been daylight by the time Sageleaf and Ivymask finished. Long enough, for Rowanfall to send out patrols for the day - in part, because they needed to patrol more than ever, and hunt, but also so he could distract the cats from what happened. He wasn't sure if it would help everyone, but he had to try and put the Clan to work, so that everyone was still able to function.
Him? He was figuring out who was deputy, and if his choice - which first came to mind during the whole disaster - was a right choice. He could think of no one better, though. Absolutely no one. So now, the day had gone by. He too had gone out and hunted, needing to distract himself from the previous night's events. He let everyone nap when they needed - it had been rather early when he'd woken them all up, and he understood if naps were needed.
Now it was evening, and the sun was preparing to descend beyond the horizon again. <font color="#AE7242" style="font-weight:bold;">"All cats old enough to hunt, gather beneath the Tallrock!"</font> he called out. As cats gathered, his gaze drifted to what lay beside him - Shinystar's body, all patched up, and safe to see now for the young ones. He glanced up at the Tallrock, where he had to stand late last night and deliver the news, and he sighed sadly. He hated this, he really did.
<font color="#AE7242" style="font-weight:bold;">"It is time for us to share tongues with Shinystar one last time, and to hold vigil for her until dawn. Before we begin, however, I have one announcement to make." </font>

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