Open Event Border ThunderClan SkyClan i can't find ──✩°。⋆⸜ proposition

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This thread takes place at the border of the clan territory.

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don't tell me you're not the same person
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another unknown... urgency inspires her more than fear of cats with unfamiliar faces. SkyClan would have to forgive her presumptuousness, would need to hear her over the sound of their own possessiveness. she didn't come with a hunger for war, to steal territory or prey... or herbs like ShadowClan did. it set her apart from them, placed her above them to choose benevolence. to choose compassion. she was more than aware that there were plenty among her clan that didn't agree, that found it a weakness but...

she'd lived her whole life this way. it wouldn't change now.

the tall pines tower above like silent judges, natured gods with many eyes and no mouths. would they approve her, sing her declaration in wind-swept echoes through their branches? or would they consume it with the rejection to spread her message? her brow sets in determination, knowing this to be a duty she must see through. even if they did say no... they'd come around, they'd understand when they found hardship that they were all cats at the end of the day. that all their young wanted to eat, to survive... that had to be stronger than greed, right?

the image of black and white fur stands in opposition. she cuts it away quickly in favor of attending to the approach of sap-scented figures. "Hello- you must be SkyClan.... I'm Juniperstar, from ThunderClan. I come with a proposal..."

  • juniperstar
    leader of thunderclan
    eight lives remain
    ignore me
 


TEASELPAW


Over hill, over dale, through the valley and vale do not weep, do not wail, I am coming home to you




Curious eyes watched from a short distance, wide and unblinking. Silent. Confused. They were a warrior now, Teaselfeather. No longer an apprentice with the freedom to ask questions or the excuse of inexperience.
There would be no mentor at their side to explain what this meant, or why a ThunderClan cat stood at the edge of their land. And yet… she stood boldly. Calmly. She had not crossed the border. She did not seem to mean harm. She had come, she said, with a proposal.

Curiosity tugged at them like wind through tall grass, quiet and insistent. With graceful steps and practiced stillness, they moved closer, paws nearly soundless on the earth. Their voice, when it came, was as it always had been gentle as dusk, soft as breath on a leaf. One had to listen carefully, lean into the hush, or miss it altogether. A blessing, at times. A curse, at others. They rarely offered it freely. But today, they gave it willingly.

" I am Teaselfeather of SkyClan... " There was a pause. Eyes steady. Breath even. " My patrol is close by. If you have a moment… you may share your proposal. "

No challenge. No demand. Just quiet permission. Calm, composed, curious.


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Stormcrow catches up to Teaselfeather, her former apprentice staring at a stranger in the clearing near fourtrees. She moves closer, ears pricked. The cat in front of them smells somehow familiar– she thinks she may have smelled something similar on their medicine cat when she returned from the half moon gathering with her new name. Juniperstar. Now her attention has really peaked. She steps a single step in front of Teaselfeather, somewhat protectively, before speaking.

"Juniperstar," she says, putting the weight on the latter part of the name that one must do. "What sort of proposal does the leader of Thunderclan bring us?" She tilts her head, curious. "It's one of many we've gotten this past moon. Don't tell me Shadowclan has decided to rob more than just Riverclan's herb stores?"

A perhaps not so subtle way of showing that Skyclan are well aware of the going on in the forest, that they are not to be taken for fools.

"My name is Stormcrow, Sun Guard of Skyclan. We will hear your proposal."
STORMCROW. 54 moons
temporary mentor of teaselpaw,
daughter of snowveil
peaceful powerplay allowed
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You walk along the edge of danger
AND IT WILL CHANGE YOU

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Copperstorm walked in quiet stride beside Juniperstar, his expression composed but alert. He had made a promise, to be there during these meetings, to ensure her safety, and to offer a voice of reason should one be needed. The weight of leadership rested heavy on her shoulders, and if he could bear even a fraction of it, he would. Trailing at his side, as eager as ever, was Boarpaw. The young tom had practically pleaded to come along, and truly, how could Copperstorm say no? He saw so much of himself in the apprentice's determination, his endless curiosity. And truth be told, the apprentice's presence was a comfort in its own right.

So they walked together, quiet and composed as Juniperstar raised her voice to call for SkyClan. When a reply echoed back and two cats emerged, one clearly a deputy, Copperstorm dipped his head respectfully. A good sign. If the deputy was here, the words spoken today would reach SkyClan's leader directly. He cast a brief glance toward Juniperstar, offering a small, steady nod. She had this.

Then his eyes found Boarpaw, a faint sliver of a smile touching his maw. The young cat's excitement was palpable, barely contained beneath his fluff and wide-eyed wonder. Copperstorm let his tail lightly brush against the apprentice's flank in silent reassurance before his golden gaze returned to the SkyClan cats, quiet, steady, watchful. Whatever was to be discussed, he would be present. As Stormguard. As a friend. And as a guardian to those who now called ThunderClan home.

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