TW: Sensitive Content Open SkyClan Journey Backwritten SkC into thin air // acornheart's "death"

[Cloudbearer]

{$title} TW for assumed character death, near-death experiences, grief

ACORNHEART
HE/HIM
21 MOONS
SKYCLAN WARRIOR
SPEECH |

THOUGHTS

PENNED BY PLOT

The young warrior stretched his limbs, yawning wide as the shudder of the movement echoed through his body. The crisp snowfall was invigorating, and with their current pause in movement, it might be good to get some hunting done. He looked to Chrysalisgaze and flicked her shoulder with his tail as he approached.

"Wanna hunt?" he asked, grinning. "We can take a few others with us... maybe... oh, Buttercupbriar!" He called to the tom. "Come along with us! And..." He gave Chrysalisgaze a knowing smirk before calling out to the next cat. "Starlingtrail! Wanna come along?" Finally, his gaze landed on Teaselpaw. He was fond of the deputy's child, and it wouldn't hurt to get them out and about.

"Teaselpaw, wanna come too?" He looked to Fitzgerald and dipped his head. "We'll keep an eye on them, promise!"

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OOC: This thread takes place during the journey, shortly after the first snowfall [Early Dec 2024, so basically a year from this post's date] in order to explain how Acornheart was separated from the Clan and assumed dead.
Tagging the following who were interested in joining, but anyone who would have been on the journey then is welcome to join: @Buttercupbriar @Chrysalisgaze @Starlingtrail @Teaselfeather

 

[Chrysalisgaze]

𓆦 𖢥 𓆨 𓆣 𐀔 Chrysalisgaze 𐀔 𓆣 𓆨 𖢥 𓆦

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Chrysalisgaze smirked at her best friend in thanks - she had been too shy around the beautiful young warrior still and Acornheart knew as much. There was no better wingman than him, inviting Starlingtrail to go hunting with them.

"I would love to try to hunt something! We will be back in no time." she spoke confidently, knowing their paws were swift and their claws sharp. They would only be a moment, to catch some prey for the clan and feed their most vulnerable - the young and the old alike. A single snowflake landed on her nose, but Chrysalisgaze wasn't worried - as long as the snowfall was mild, they would make do - the visibility was lowered, of course, and their eyes would need to get used to the constant movement, but the she-cat had confidence.

Her eyes met Starlingtrail's as her expression softened. "Do you wanna hunt side by side? Perhaps lure some bigger prey towards each other?" her voice was lower, more sheepish, talking to the dark molly. She hoped the other would agree to spend time together, alone, just the two of them. Her heart fluttered just at the thought of the possibility.

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[Teaselfeather Teaselfeather]

Let me die, let me drown, lay my bones in the ground
I will still come around when the time for sleep is through
Over hill, over dale, through the valley and vale
Do not weep, do not wail, I am coming home to you

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A hunt! And they were allowed to come with Acornheart! A delighted little ' mrrp! ' slipped out of Teaselpaw before they could stop it, their paws dancing in place with a small, jittery rhythm. Their tail quivered once, betraying their excitement, and a shy but bright grin tugged at their face. Starlingtrail, Buttercupbriar, and Chrysalisgaze would be joining too, this was shaping up to be a proper patrol. A real one. For a heartbeat, Teaselpaw cast a pleading, hopeful look back toward the makeshift camp, as if to silently ask for the final unspoken permission fromt Fitzgerald. When no objection rose behind them, relief softened their expression. They tapped their paw twice against the ground and stepped forward, eyes squeezing shut as a soft purr thrummed warm and full from their chest.

Yes. Yes, they absolutely wanted to join. It would be good to get out, to stretch their legs, to breathe air after... Everything. Tilting their head, Teaselpaw opened their mismatched eyes and looked up at Acornheart, the faintest flutter of awe and happiness lighting their features. They couldn't help it, they felt honored. Picked for a hunting patrol, and such a solid one at that. They'd been working on their stalk, practicing every morning, and maybe... Maybe today they'd even catch something to make Acornheart proud.

Teaselpaw's whiskers twitched, excitement bubbling all over again. They were ready.

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[Starlingtrail Starlingtrail]

She had been pleased at the offer of joining the patrol at Acornheart's offer, she had yet to leave the camp that day, and even despite the cool nip of leafbare, she found herself raring to hunt. Prey grew scarce this time of year, but even so, she wouldn't allow herself to falter; the clan needed to be provided for after all.

Starling couldn't help but smile seeing the patrol gathered, eager young Teaselpaw and her ever lovely friend Chrysalisgaze. She adored all of her clanmates, but she couldn't deny that such a tight-knit lot would make its patrol even better, everything kept light and maybe even some friendly competition. The black and white molly purred as she looked to Fitzgerald, eyes crinkling. "Teaselpaw will be kept a close eye on, though you may join if you so desire." The daylighter was another one she was fond of; she wouldn't mind if the other came along.

The molly stretched her limbs out, shaking her head as snow began to fall. Ill-timed, that was for certain; however, they were all skilled cats and even in poor visibility, they would persist. Though Chrysalis padded to her and asked about hunting together, she couldn't help but beam with a purr mulling in the back of her throat. "That sounds like a lovely plan, Chryssie. I know any hunt with you there to help me will be a success." She beamed, resting her tail against the side of the other, almost playfully. She always loved to be a playful tease, but there was something about Chrysalis' reactions that made her heart flutter. The molly was her best friend since their early apprenticeship, and yet she found herself drawn to her more than ever.

Not letting herself mull too long, feeling her ears burn warm as she met Acornheart with a grin. "Well then, lead us onwards. If we linger too long, surely the snow will make any hunt a pain in the haunches." She chuckled, padding ahead and glancing back to the rest of the patrol with a tilted head.

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STARLINGTRAIL she/her, Skyclan scout 26 moons old.
A short-haired black and white molly with soft, blue eyes.
mentored by none // mentoring none
littermate to none
Larkvine x Greyduck / mother to none / mated to none
"SPEECH" // "THOUGHTS" // ATTACK
penned by Pheo ↛ phoenixwashere on discord, feel free to dm for plots.