I WAS PULLING OUT MY HAIR THE DAY I GOT THE DEAL - CHEMICALLY CALM
Fizzystar wastes no time in his return back to their 'camp', waddling with a half sprint forward to get to his podium, so to speak, where he could be heard a little better.
"WarriorClan, WarriorClan, we've got news!" He is once again on the bench in the park, wriggling his way up to stand above his clanmates with a cheerful smile and eyes wide in enthusiasm - it had been a very prosperous day for them and he was eager to announce it all, "I have met SkyClan, one of the wild cat clans of the forest and their leader has asked we spread the word to the neighborhood that any kittypet wishing to join them is welcome and will be taught. In exchange for our help in gathering more clanmates they've promised to teach us to fight!" A trait they were all sorely lacking in given their soft lives and lack of actual predators outside those jerkfaced Rustclaws. He'd never been a fighter himself, short legs and a small body made the idea unappealing but as leader of his clan he needed to step up now more than ever. Mittenstar wouldn't have just rolled over and let those rogues do whatever they want, the only reason she retired was she was too old now to leave her twoleg nest safely.
"Go out and spread the word, let all the kittypets around know that we've got friends in the forest nearby!" Fizzystar knew, although he could not understand it himself, that many of his friends around here were restless and eager to get out and see the world, but the lack of a community was what made them hesitate. Now they had that chance out in the forest, to train to be warriors like the real ones they'd always heard tales of.
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was i meant to feel happy that my life was just about to change?
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FIZZYSTAR
— Leader of WarriorClan
— He/Him
"SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
— Blue spotted tabby munchkin with copper eyes.
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