TW: Sensitive Content SkyClan Journey 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐘 | 𝘧𝘰𝘹 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘬

[WOLFSTORM]

i cannot seem to contort myself back into the shape of a dutiful child. i am coming unraveled. i am coming undone.

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Fog obscured his vision, leaving him practically blind except for a few whisker lengths ahead of him. He scowled, hidden beneath thick wooly raven fur, fiery azure hues gleaming beneath the gloomy atmosphere as they carried onward, pelts brushing with each step. "Damn, the fog's gonna make us sitting ducks." He muttered gruffly, wooly plunge flickering in muted annoyance.

And damn his luck, because, of course, it did.

The red hue of a fox came out of nowhere, leaping over them in a swirl of fog. Wolfstorm barely had time to move, attempting to slam Ponypaw to the ground, body covering her smaller form with a sharp stay the fuck down as he took the brunt of the fox's attack.

Foxdung, that hurts like a bitch. He sneered, toppling off of Ponypaw from the force, wrenching himself free from the fox's maw, blood dripping steadily down the large bite wound on his shoulder. He grunted, limping awkwardly, tail lashing angrily as he stared at the yipping fox, lunging forward in an attempt to latch onto the larger Maine Coon which provided to be difficult as he stumbled to the side, lashing out to land a heavy blow to the fox's flank, muzzle wrinkled, "Stupid foxhearted mutt. Keep your eyes on me, ugly!" At least it'd buy someone time to attack from behind.

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i hope my last breath ✦✦ is a sigh of relief

• ooc
  —— brief description of gore and blood. wolfstorm rolled on getting injured, but rolled a 3 out of 5 on severity! still pretty foggy, so this would have been a surprise attack.
  
  also apprentice tag @Ponypaw
• 
  hold him gently in your hands
  
  he has been cracked enough as it is, and his

  heart

  is more

  shattered

  than he lets on​
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• wolfstorm he/him
  ♡ a massive scarred solid black maine coon with one white forepaw and bright firey azure eyes
  ♡ warrior of skyclan
  ♡ forty moons; ages on the 1st of every month
  ♡ speech thought attack
  ♡ peaceful + healing powerplay permitted
  
  
  penned by blueblossomtea​

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[flowercloud]

Flowercloud stiffened, her form coiling as her pawsteps haulted in a sudden manner. Green eyes couldn't see, but she could smell, and her jaws opened slightly, inhaling the scents around them as noises entered her ears. Snarling ripping through the gorge that made the fur on her spine stand up.

As she neared the scene, she found herself moving quickly. What else was she supposed to do? "FOX!" She yowled behind her to the group. "Get outta here, ponypaw!" She hoped any newer apprentice, or unskilled would be pressed back as she found herself springing through the air, claws outstretched as she dug ivory claws into the foxes frame. Orange jaws dug into the foxes flank, other side of Wolfstorm as she ripped claws down , and teeth tore at the boney creature.

She had children to defend, a whole clan now, to defend. She found it hard to stand back when she found them threatened. Her family, everyone she ever knew flashed through her eyes edged with red as she found a fury she hadn't really known before. But she hadn't been in a situation like this in... Quite a while.

Blood sprayed the ground, she peeled herself off of the fox and faced it with lungs heaving for breaths that burned her throat in the frigid air.

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[Cherrii]

CHERRY OF SKYCLAN

Cherry's breath hitched, her paws trembling as the distant sounds of battle reached her. The frantic cries of warriors, the growls of danger, her heart pounded in her chest. She could hear Wolfstorm's voice, strong and commanding, but the voice of Flowercloud warning them of a fox attack sent a cold shiver down her spine.

She had been a kittypet once, unfamiliar with the ways of a true warrior. But now… now she was a warrior. A warrior! The thought echoed in her mind, over and over, as if repeating the mantra would make it real.

"I am a warrior now… I am a warrior now…"

Cherry took a deep breath, her claws digging into the ground beneath her, and pushed forward into the chaos. The sight of the fox , blood dripping down its maw... Wolfstorm's blood...! Its yellow eyes gleaming with menace, only heightened her fear. But deep down, something stirred, a flicker of courage that refused to be ignored.

With a surge of determination, she sprang into the fray, her claws raking at the fox's fur, teeth sinking into its ear with a feral snarl. The fox let out a fierce yowl, thrashing in response, but Cherry didn't let go. She had a clan to protect, a duty she could no longer run from.

Despite her trembling limbs and hammering heart, Cherry fought, every ounce of her fear now replaced by fierce resolve.

THROUGH DIRT AND SHADOW I GROW ——･ﾟ✦​

･ﾟ✦ —— I'm reaching light through the struggle

 

[Ponypaw]

Ω

indent Ponypaw is glad it's not snowing anymore, but the fog is hardly better. She can barely see a whisker-length away! Having to stick to Wolfstorm's side like a burr meant she couldn't go and talk with the other apprentices either, so she's bored. Ah well. At the very least, it's a chance to train her other senses. Mimicking her mentor, she lifts her head to smell. There's her clan, of course, and the cold sting of winter, but there's another smell, one she can't pinpoint. It's strange - almost like the dogs she saw around twolegplace, but a bit sharper. Ponypaw closes her eyes and furrows her brow, trying to pinpoint what the scent could be.

indentThe next thing she knew, she was being thrown to the ground, the breath knocked out of her. She doesn't know what's going on. She hears Wolfstorm cry out in pain, and then Flowercloud calling out to her. They were fighting a fox! She couldn't make out clear details, but she saw the blurry shapes of a few cats fighting a larger figure. That must be the fox!

indentShe knew better than to stick around - but if she went too far, she'd lose sight of the group entirely! She stayed just a few cat-lengths away, huddled into an anxious ball.

ʊ

 

[batwing]

☆ His sight was perhaps one of his strongest senses- but anyone knew the smell of fox. Yowling filled the air, and while he was sticking close to his apprentice, his head turned towards the noise. Fox! The cry sent shivers down his spine, and Batwing's face twisted in a grimace. "Stay right here, do not wander." He ordered his apprentice, before whipping off towards the noise, trucking his nose and ears over his eyes for right now. He had to.

Batwing arrived to the sight of vixen amongst cats, lashing out with cruel fangs. Batwing skipped around the fight to find his way to Wolfstorm's side. "Back up, go find Tigerfoot!" He called, eyes snapping to the wounded warrior, then further to where he just watched Ponypaw disappear into the fog. His green eyes moved back forward, and only when Wolfstorm relents in letting Batwing take his place, does he leap into the fray.

Claws reach out, seeking the beast's eyes first, the throat second. Cherry was hanging from the beast's ear, and Flowercloud was seperating by the time Batwing was leaping in. The cruel thing yowled, shook and rolled, only one of it's eyes blinding, the attack on it's throat too shallow to kill, but enough to wound. His lips drew back in a snarl, standing his ground in between the wounded and the beast now.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ IN YOUR WAKING MOMENTS ☆ I WILL BE THERE

• "speech"
  

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• BATWING AFAB he/him, WARRIOR of SKYCLAN, twenty-seven moons.
  ☆ A tall, agile, blue and black pelted tom with bright green eyes. Extremely talented at climbing and cracking jokes when most needed.
  ☆ mentored by npc / mentoring no one (currently)
  ☆ npc x npc / no mate currently
  ☆ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ☆ penned by dallas ↛ dallasofnines on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

 

[Sunfur]

Sunfur loathed the fog, the white blanket that made even her most conspicuous clanmates disappear beyond her sight. Now more than ever, she relied on her sense of smell to keep track of what was going on around her and her nose burned with the scent of fox. Cries somewhere to the side drew her attention and she dashed into the wall of white in that direction, hoping she could reach those who were fighting. Those who she could not see.

She came upon them quickly, forms breaking up the white that covered everything. The red hue of the fox and the acrid smell, combined with the underlying scent of blood. "Back off of my clanmates!" She yelled as she approached. While Wolfstorm and Batwing hounded the canid's front, Sunfur leaped at the Fox's rear, aiming to sink her claws into it's skin and perhaps close her jaws around its lashing tail.

OOC Note(s) Appearance

• "Speech"
  @WOLFSTORM @batwing
  
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[Cherrii]

CHERRY OF SKYCLAN

Cherry's claws dug deep into the fox's coppery fur, her grip unyielding despite the frantic thrashing beneath her. The sharp tang of blood filled her senses as her teeth tore into the fox's ear, a feral determination burning in her chest. The beast let out an enraged yowl that made her spine prickle with fear, but she couldn't let it control her. Her clanmates needed her. The fox needed to be driven off, away from them, away from this place, away from her family.

Focus, she told herself, narrowing her eyes as the fox bucked and snapped beneath her. Just focus.

But the fox, maddened by pain and fury, had other plans. With a snarl, it twisted violently and lashed out, catching her off guard. A powerful blow struck her side, sending her hurtling through the air. The world spun, and she barely had time to brace herself before her body slammed against the cold, unyielding stone. A sharp gasp tore from her throat as the impact knocked the wind from her lungs, leaving her dazed and trembling.

For a moment, all she could do was lie there, her vision swimming and her ears ringing. But even through the haze of pain, her instincts screamed at her to get up. To move. To fight. She was lucky that Sunfur had decided to join the fray, attention drawn away from her.

THROUGH DIRT AND SHADOW I GROW ——･ﾟ✦​

･ﾟ✦ —— I'm reaching light through the struggle

 

[Downykit]

But my words, like silent raindrops fell

And echoed in the wells of silence

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Tiny paws followed along during the journey, multiple steps made in order to keep up with many of the cats' one, two pawdrops. With the rolling fog traversing the land, the small kit tried her best to follow along closely with the bodies. Occasionally Sky-Eyes would feel a small nip to his tail if it dragged low, a sign that the kitten was just behind him and following his and Curly-fur's trail. She did like the fog... Unlike her other clanmates, she could not hear any of the strange echos that haunted them. Yet, unlike her clanmates, the small one relied heavily on her sight and having lost most of it through no fault of her own, the all white kitten tried desperately to stick close to the forms she could see and feel.

Yet, like the occurance from some days ago, chaos broke out nearly instantly. Unlike the snow situation from then, however, this one lacked any of the playfulness that her clanmmates were exuding. Tension broke out fast and all the bodies around her were moving against the cold frozen water at their paws. Curly-fur was shoved downward and all Downykit could see was a rush of red as it took down her protector with as much ferocity as a burning flame. Her mouth opened in a silent cry as she stumbled backwards, snow kicking up around her and showering her already white coat.

Her clanmates were rushing. Many of them snarled and bared their teeth, jumping onto the large canine like creature in order to keep it at bay. Kitten blue eyes stared as Curly-fur struggles herself into a corner and Downykit tried desperately to move towards the safety of her familiarity. But something was wrong. Her paws and little legs weren't moving underneath her. But why? All the adults were moving!

Blue-wing, Black-wing, Sky-Eyes, Stripe-tail, and even Heart-spot; they were all moving against the red beast's fury. Crimson liquid was spilling around her from both sides, staining the white earth an even darker shade then even the beast's fur. A droplet found it's way to splash against her shoulder and that surprise was what made her legs finally move. The small kit practically jumped in place as she thought something had gotten her...only for a hungry, desperate eye to lock onto the movement...

It's gaze narrowed, pupils contracting as it seemed to decide that this was not worth it's life. However, it would refuse to leave without some kind of meal for it's efforts. With a shake of it's thick furred body and a whip of its backlegs and tail (in hopes of dislodging Heart-spot), the beast made to start its dashing escape. Thin legs surged forward towards the white scrap that was so nicely marked with red, so easy to spot now, surrounded by the snow that was melting from the warm spilt blood.

Downykit's eyes widened as she saw everything get blocked out of her vision. She could feel the strength in her legs but it was to late. Even as her paws moved, her heading turning to bolt towards anyone who she was familiar with, she could feel heat against her back, the rancid breath of a predators maw finding it's way to her nose. It's jaws were right behind her, ready to snap up the easy meal before it's escape...
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OOC ✧❦✧ Basic Info

• ooc
  —— Anyone is welcome to interfere and save her from the incoming bite!
  Because Downy is deaf, obligatory nickname list!
  Wolfstorm -> Sky-Eyes (for his blue eyes)
  Cherry -> Blue-Wing (For the butterfly on her collar)
  Ponypaw -> Curly-fur (for her laperm fur)
  Batwing -> Black-wing (for his black wing markings)
  Sunfur -> Heart-spot (for the white spot on her chest)
  Flowercloud -> Stripe-tail (for her long, fluffy, and stripey tail)
  
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• Downykit she/her
  ❧ A Small Long Haired All White Molly with Sky Blue Eyes, Deaf In Both Ears and Mostly Mute
  ❧ Kitten of Skyclan
  ❧ 4 moons; ages on the 7th of every month
  ❧ speech thought attack
  ❧ peaceful + healing powerplay permitted
  
  penned by Taru​

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[Hawkstar]

CW: mentions of violence, slight gore, death​

HAWKSTAR, 59 moons / SKYCLAN LEADER
A long-legged short-furred seal point tortie with one electric-blue eye; heavily scarred
Mentoring ROSEPAW ; mother of STARLITPATH
Prone to corporate attitudes, harsh words, hazing practices ; generally morally dubious
Tagging DOWNYKIT, BATWING

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StarClan be damned - "Where the hell are the ca-" her paws are moving before she can finish her own complaints, swinging forward in a wide arc to dance between the fox and the kit - a blade swung to protect rather than to strike. Downykit is swept up in a flurry, rough and hurried, her scruff caught between gritted teeth as Hawkstar flew by... and took the spot where the kit would've been in front of the fox.

Teeth clamp down somewhere on the back of her neck, and Hawkstar could feel her blood turn to ice as she felt the thing begun to wrench and shake at her as if she were nothing more than a chicken meant to be a quick meal. A ring formed around her vision, black and dangerous. "Batwing!" she screeched out from behind Downykit's ruffled fur before tossing the child away from her, back towards her warrior, and twisting to wrench her body away from the stinking beast that held her.

She felt fur and flesh tear away at the root, and dark, sticky crimson splattered against the fox's wiry muzzle. Hawkstar whirled to face it, one electric blue eye pin-slitted. Come on, it beckoned wildly, fight a cat that can't lose, coward.

The thing seemed to consider it for a moment, its stupid brain whirling behind blazing eyes, before darting from cat to cat - weighing its options. Its meal been broken free and it was solely outnumbered... even half-starved in the middle of winter, there were easy things to eat... things that didn't fight back.

Hawkstar moved in, springing forward on shaky legs, and the fox gave a yip and fled, tipped tail raised in a hopping surrender. She spit in defiant victory as the retreating form, though the yowl she wanted to ring out, to notify her soldiers of a battle well fought, died in her throat as she collapsed to the frosted ground, blood welling from the ravaged wound above her shoulder blades.

Downykit's snowy form swam in front of her, rattled, ruffled, and then - ultimately - swallowed up into swirling blackness: the harbinger of the new, familiar abyss —

/ kicked the fox OUT so we can wrap ! this ! up ! oh and also, not super important, but 1 life down :3 oopsies

 

[batwing]

☆ Things went from bad to worse. Other warriors joined in, fighting against the red-furred monster, but it fixed onto something smaller. Something easier then the thick-furred and scarred warriors of Skyclan. Batwing made a noise of fear as the fox whipped towards Downykit. He couldn't even shout for the kit to run- his jaw seemed to have locked up after the small noise he had made. His heart was in his throat, and even as his paws turned, trying to scrabble against the frosted ground, to leap at the fox, anything- he was too late. Teeth descended but he couldn't rip his eyes away. White and brown flashed, fangs snapping into the throat of his leader.

Batwing's ears pinned backwards, and he was no longer moving due to his thoughts, instinct taking over. He leapt anyways, landing on the otherside of Downykit, body moving to shield and protect the kit from seeing what was about to happen. Green eyes were wide, sharply narrowed pupils faced towards the carnage, his tail sweeping around Downykit to keep her close. "Hawkstar!" He cried out, teeth gritting together. The fox fled moments after her final movement, Batwing's fangs bared towards the thing that had caused so much carnage. And it felt like slow motion, watching their leader collapse to the frosted ground. Her first life, he thinks, lost in the wilds, inbetween homes.

Silence rang out, his shoulders heaving, before a noise ripped free of his lips, tortured by what he had seen- he only hopes Downykit didn't see it. "Flowercloud!" He called sharply, passing Downykit to the deputy, before moving to Hawkstar's lifeless body. Frantic green eyes searched for a sign of life, the rise of her flank- but all was still. Slowly, Batwing sat, his ears still ringing and head pounding with a fresh headache, and his chest still heaving with panicked breath. Bring her back. Bring her back, please. Eyes slid open, tilting back towards the sky, cast over with a gray cloud and hidden behind the layers of fog.

IN YOUR WAKING MOMENTS ☆ I WILL BE THERE

• "speech"
  

• 

• BATWING AFAB he/him, WARRIOR of SKYCLAN, thirty moons.
  ☆ A tall, agile, blue and black pelted tom with bright green eyes. Extremely talented at climbing and cracking jokes when most needed.
  ☆ mentored by npc / mentoring no one (currently)
  ☆ npc x npc / no mate currently
  ☆ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ☆ penned by dallas ↛ dallasofnines on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

 

[Cherrii]

CHERRY OF SKYCLAN

As Cherry pulled herself to her paws, chaos erupted around her. A blur of red streaked through her vision, followed by a flash of white. Her heart sank in realization... A heartbeat too late. Downykit!

A shriek of terror escaped her throat as she registered the danger. A kit was in harm's way. She lunged forward, but her paws faltered as Hawkstar surged ahead, intercepting the beast. The sight froze Cherry in place. The fox snarled, teeth flashing, and blood splattered across Hawkstar's fur.

Hawkstar fought with the ferocity of a star-blessed warrior, but Cherry's stomach churned at the horrifying scene. By the time Hawkstar wrenched herself free, Cherry's instincts roared to life. She leapt forward, her own hiss cutting through the air, teeth bared and fur bristling in a desperate bid to drive the fox away. If it chose to stay, she would fight to ensure no other cat suffered under its claws.

But the fox hesitated, its ears flattening as Hawkstar lunged one final time. With a sharp yip of defeat, it turned and bolted, its figure disappearing into the undergrowth. Relief crashed over Cherry like a wave, but it was short-lived.

" You did it-- Hawkstar!! " Cherry's exclamation turned into a cry of alarm as she saw their leader stagger, then collapse. Panic surged, her legs trembling as she darted forward to join Batwing.

Cherry pressed her nose gently to Hawkstar's side, the coppery scent of blood sharp in the air. Her heart raced as she shared a terrified glance with Batwing. " Is... is she...? " The question hung in the air, her voice trembling with dread. Their leader had lost the first life to this fox...

THROUGH DIRT AND SHADOW I GROW ——･ﾟ✦​

･ﾟ✦ —— I'm reaching light through the struggle