Open Event Border ThunderClan RiverClan call me when you come down ──✩°｡⋆⸜ proposition

[juniperstar juniperstar]

juniper

this border... how many times she had visited it and found nothing of consequence. instead, friendliness and a mutual leaning towards kindness and collaboration. there was something to celebrate in the politeness of Pikestar's reign, knowing that she could expect an enthusiastic and immediate answer to her request today. though this stretch of land is plagued with just as many potential horrors as it is joys, Juniperstar doesn't shy away from the river as if it may bite her. the stepping stones look too slick to risk walking across and if they struggled to hear her over the din of the stream they could cross- she wouldn't scorn them that, this once.

she peeks down to get a glimpse of her reflection, watching the gleam of the setting sun somewhere behind her like a crown of purple and pink. even she can tell she looks tired... for all the walking she has done today, for all the cats she has pressed on to meet with and discuss. still, certainty has not abandoned her. her paws sink into the shallows near the shore, the chill numbing the ache of worn pads and exhausted muscles. it is a nice reprieve while they wait... tufted ears listening for the bend of reeds or splash of bodies lounging about in the water. it must be nice... in these hotter months... to soak and not be stuck under the hot rays of the sun.

as soon as there is company, she pulls her feet out of the water, looking up with a warm smile. "Sorry for the impromptu visit," she begins, far less formal than she had been with her other expeditions. "If you have a moment, I'd like to suggest something..."

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[PIKESTAR PIKESTAR]

It's not uncommon for Thunderclan to visit the border, as the two clans were close neighbors. He never felt unease whenever he spotted the Thunderclan warriors from afar. After all, they were nothing but polite. Even after his clan accidentally crossed into their territory, they were kind enough to send them away with a warning. He was forever grateful to Thunderclan for it, and he made sure everyone respected the boundaries between their clans. What transpired between their clans has been peace. It would be daring to say that their clans were friends, but he found himself okay with it. What mattered most is that neither of them interfered with one another's survival.

With little worry about the Thunderclan patrol going about their duties before leaving, he decides to relax by taking a nice dip in the river. The cool water soothed his aches. He loses track of time, finding himself staring at a setting sun. I should head back to camp before its too late. Wait... Thunderclan? Aren't they done for today? What patrols go out isn't any of his business, but it's not exactly common for their neighbor to send out a patrol or linger around the border this late. If anything, his own warriors such as Peachtrot would linger close to Thunderclan's borders, wanting to share joy along with any trinkets she brought for the day. Nevertheless, he should check it out in case there is something wrong.

Juniperstar's presence is unexpected. Unfortunately, he doesn't run into her that often when she does visit their border. It's a shame really, considering he'd like to talk to her more often. Though its apparent something is on her mind. Even if she offers him a warm smile, he can still see the exhaustion plaguing her. Is it wrong of me to offer her something? He's unable to think any further, as Juniperstar apologizes for the sudden visit. Immediately Pikestar shakes his head and offers a warm smile of his own,

"It's okay, Juniperstar. There's nothing to apologize for. It's nice to see you again."

There is little reason to lie to her. After all, she's been nothing but kind and understanding. Although, it aches his soul that he can't offer anything. I don't want her to think I am overstepping. In the end, all he can do is listen patiently.

"If you have a moment, I'd like to suggest something..."

A suggestion? Despite what transpired between Shadowclan and learning there is Shadowclan kin in Thunderclan, he can't find it in himself to be wary of Juniperstar. As much as Russetfall would scream along with many others about it. If there is one leader he has no choice to place faith in it would be none other than Juniperstar herself, even if she has ties to Shadowclan. Pikestar nods,

"What would you like to suggest? I will listen to everything you have to say Juniperstar, even if it means sitting here for countless moons."

I am here for as long as you want. There's something serious, isn't there?

𝐨𝐨𝐜 𓆩♱𓆪 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭

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[Copperstorm]

You walk along the edge of danger
AND IT WILL CHANGE YOU

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The third clan in sight, and Copperstorm drew in a slow, steady breath through his nose as they neared the border. RiverClan… Of all the territories, it was the one still unfamiliar to him. Not long ago, he'd joked with Juniperstar and Boarpaw about it, lighthearted, not mocking. There was something impressive, after all, in how RiverClan moved with such ease through the water, like the currents themselves answered to them. He, however, didn't fancy the idea of swimming unless absolutely necessary. And even then, he'd curse the water every step of the way.

His ear twitched at a distant birdsong as he came to a halt, falling into a more formal stance as Juniperstar raised her voice to call out for RiverClan. Copperstorm adjusted his posture instinctively, shoulders squared, golden eyes alert. Briefly, he turned his head, glancing toward Boarpaw at his side. A soft warmth settled over his features, and he offered the apprentice a quick, reassuring wink. He hoped Boarpaw was still enjoying the trek, still soaking up the world beyond the camp with those curious eyes of his.

And more than anything, he hoped Juniperstar was finding what she needed from this journey. Connection. Clarity. Maybe even peace. Of all the clans, RiverClan had always seemed… easier. Calmer, even. Copperstorm allowed a breath of quiet hope to settle in his chest as they waited.

Let this meeting, at least, be without trouble.

When Pikestar came in view, he gave the RiverClan leader a respectful nod and the faintest of a grin. " Greetings, Pikestar.. " he meowed softly before looking to Juniperstar and then back to Pikestar.

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[OWLBARK]

Dull green eyes rolled at the sight of Pikestar in all of his... exuberance. Owlbark had been lucky enough to avoid the leader after reports of his personality had drifted back to ThunderClan's camp. He did not mesh well with peppy cats, he could admit. He found their bright and cheery personalities grating and tiring. He was grateful, though, for the relaxation of his muscles. Owlbark knew he was okay to let Juniperstar do what she did best and the leader across the rushing water would be safe. For that, he was grateful to Pikestar.

The deputy sat behind his leader, holding the RiverClan leader and any who joined him in a level gaze. He had no worry they would go for Juniperstar and he wanted to keep it that way. He knew Juniperstar's proposition would be beneficial in the long run for gaining information and maintaining their relations with clans. He also knew that it would mean he would be on a tense watch once a moon. Every clan cat gathered in once place... it reminded him of the colony. Thornstar had the power and drive to keep those cats managed... did Juniperstar?

He was grateful for Copperstorm's presence on this tour of the territories. The tom was a welcome addition to the council and he could see a possibility of more in his future if he kept up his current demeanor and loyalty.

i turned 'round and there you go *ੈ✩‧₊˚

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