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Ah Hell Yes, I'm a Nervous Reck « Thread Started on Dec 27, 2008, 1:42pm »
"Riggedheart!"
A tan-gold she-cat paced back and forth outside the grove of small saplings that made up StealthClan's warrior den. Her tail tip twitched and jerked with her nerves, the only sign of the great turmoil raging through the leader's small form. While she paced, she tried to keep her head high and her steps smooth - a faux-calm exterior to sooth her Clanmates.
Deep down, she was highly disturbed. For the first time in many many moons since her climbing to the rank of leader, StarClan had sent a dream requesting her audience.
... Bluefoot's great and powerful visage appeared, looming far overhead in the milky blackness. Dawnstar had never seen her former mentor in a dream before. StarClan had done well to restore the silver-blue she-cat to her former glory. Her orange eyes still blazed, even though the light was dim, and her pelt shone with a little more silver than it ever had in life. Bluefoot gazed down at her apprentice with a familiar disapproving scowl. "It is an honor to see you again - " Dawnstar started to appeal to her spirit before she was cut off by a thundering hiss. Bluefoot's maw cracked open to reveal rows of massive, jagged teeth, chipped and gnarled in a very unnatural fashion. The hiss turned into a battle yowl, and Dawnstar's mentor lunged at the gold she-cat. The StealthClan leader hissed in surprise, her paws flailing and failing to stop Bluefoot, and failing to stop those horrid teeth from closing around her neck...
Dawnstar had stopped pacing as she recalled her dream. Never before had she been attacked in a dream, and never had she seen her former mentor so bent on killing her. StarClan wouldn't send a message disapproving my leadership now would they? And if they were so sure I was going to be a bad leader, wouldn't they have refused my nine lives? The she-cat started her pacing again.
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Re: Ah Hell Yes, I'm a Nervous Reck « Reply #1 on Dec 27, 2008, 2:44pm »
Ginger ears twitched as they picked out Dawnstar's voice among all the others. She was calling for Riggedheart. Gingerstreak scowled at the thought - she must be giving him something special, perhaps a job. A cat like him simply didn't get in trouble. It infuriated him to think that she shouldn't call his own name. Whatever it was she wanted, he would be a better choice. Far better. Trudging over to the fresh-kill pile, the frustrated tom picked out a squirrel and stretched out, chewing slowly. He angled one ear toward his leader, hoping to hear what she was going to tell her chosen warrior. If he knew, he could outdo the good-for-nothing cat, and prove how superior he was.
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Re: Ah Hell Yes, I'm a Nervous Reck « Reply #2 on Dec 27, 2008, 4:35pm »
Riggedheart jumped awake instantly as his name was said several times. He came quickly from the warriors den, shaking his calico pelt. "Yes Dawnstar?" he asked politely, his eyes half closed, trying to adjust from darkness to the bright light of mourning. He blinked a few times and rubbed his eyes with white paws. He sat down and looked at her with respect. He wondered why she needed him so early. His eyes cought sight on Gingerstreak but he didnt make a move to look at him.
While he waited for her to speak he stretched himself out listning to his joints pop into place. A deep yawn escaping his mouth, once he ate and groomed himself he'd be ready for the day to unfold, but it seemed the day was unfolding before his mourning rutines could even take place.
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Re: Ah Hell Yes, I'm a Nervous Reck « Reply #3 on Dec 27, 2008, 8:14pm »
"Yes, Dawnstar?" Riggedheart's sleepy voice came from beside the she-cat. As he stretched, she could hear his joints pop, and he gave a pointed yawn.
"You're in charge for the next couple days, Riggedheart." The leader stopped and stared at her warrior, to make sure the message was getting across. "I've been called away to meet with StarClan, and since we have no deputy or medicine cat,... I expect you to uphold the Clan while I'm gone. Hunting parties, border patrols, excetera. Unless, of course, you feel that Gingerstreak would be able to carry out the duties better."
Dawnstar's asparagus-green eyes glanced over her calico warrior. Gingerstreak had about four or so moons on Riggedheart, but he was by far the better leader material. Riggedheart wouldn't spend his days prancing about camp trying to prove himself better than the rest of StealthClan. And besides, the ginger warrior should be busy enough training Pepperpaw.
"Oh," a thought occurred to Dawnstar "make sure Gingerstreak and Pepperpaw don't kill each other."
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Re: Ah Hell Yes, I'm a Nervous Reck « Reply #4 on Dec 27, 2008, 8:28pm »
Riggedhearts eyes widened and he felt a sense of pride come over him. "Me? Oh" he said surprised. "Thank you for the honor Dawnstar, I'll do my best to keep it under control. Anything happens I'll report straight to you, once you return that is" he said nodding. He sat up straight and smiled a little. "I'll make sure they don't. And all will be in order upon your return, don't worry. I can handle everything." he said nodding. When he was a young kit he was very rambunciose and spent alot of time in the medicine cats den, even through out his apprenticeship he was in there, but he was mature now, and from all that time in there with cuts and brozes,aches and pains he was fairly sure he knew how to treat cats for their problems. When he was a kit he had wanted to be a medicine cat at first, but then he saw the apprentices training and having fun becoming warriors and he had quickly changed his mind. He was glad he was a warrior now though. The calico warrior smiled reasuringly at his Leader. He'd make sure everything went well in the camp while she was gone. Even if Gingerstreak wanted the job, he knew he himself would please his leader with how he handled things.
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Re: Ah Hell Yes, I'm a Nervous Reck « Reply #5 on Dec 27, 2008, 8:44pm »
Gingerstreak strangled a snort of disgust by stuffing the remainder of his meal in his mouth. Riggedheart was going to be in charge of Stealthclan? Dawnstar was leaving camp? He wasn't in charge? It was hard for him to believe, and he realized that his eyes must have been bulging out of their sockets. He blinked quickly, turning away from the two and swallowing what he could. He was older, too. Didn't that count for anything? He was the more experienced one. The thoughts that shot through his head were in no particular order, which made them seem to just jump around. Then the frenzy stopped, leaving one thought still in his mind. I can still make myself look better by making Riggedheart look worse. A smile spread across his face, and he was glad that he was hiding it from Dawnstar and the temporary leader. How to go about doing that, though? He would think of something.
Abruptly, the ginger tom stood, and padded quickly to the apprentice den. "Pepperpaw?" he called, too preoccupied by his plans to remember to use a business-like tone.
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Re: Ah Hell Yes, I'm a Nervous Reck « Reply #6 on Dec 27, 2008, 9:00pm »
Me? Oh" Riggedheart sounded surprised. "Thank you for the honor, Dawnstar, I'll do my best to keep it under control. Anything happens, I'll report straight to you... once you return that is. I'll make sure they don't. And all will be in order upon your return, don't worry. I can handle everything."
Dawnstar grunted in response. She started out absentmindedly into the dark, thick forest. Something held her paws in place: fear? Anticipation? The SteathClan leader shook her head and hissed inwardly. A cat ain't a cat until she sets paw in the unknown. The gold she-cat trotted off. She paused after a while and looked over her shoulder. Dawnstar managed an awkward "bye" to Riggedheart and the rest of her Clan before darting into the undergrowth.
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Re: Ah Hell Yes, I'm a Nervous Reck « Reply #7 on Dec 27, 2008, 9:08pm »
Riggedheart smiled at her as she said bye, he turned and went to the fresh-kill pile. "Gingerstreak, you and Pepperpaw will go on a hunting patrol" he said making his first command as temprorary leader. Once they got back he would take out a dawn patrol and mark the borders. Things would run smoothly and he would make sure of it. He lay down and grabbed a thrush and began to eat slowly. He burried the bones and groomed his pelt quickly before jumping up. Just incase. He went to the vacant Medicine cat den and checked the herb stock...hardly anything. He would have to go and collect herbs he might need.
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Re: Ah Hell Yes, I'm a Nervous Reck « Reply #8 on Jan 2, 2009, 1:44am »
With a groggy moan, a silver-black she-cat awoke. Nightmist rolled over onto her belly, letting a single ray of sunlight warm her belly. It was a rare occurrence when the sun was strong enough to pierce the canopy of leaves that forever shrouded StealthClan in a state of shadow. This morning would have been absolutely perfect if it hadn't been her half-sister's grating voice that woke her in the first place. She kept calling for Rigidheart. It may have just been her, but she thought she sensed a bit of anxiety in her Leader's voice. Nightmist shrugged it off. "I bet she just had a nettle in her bedding or something stupid."
She stretched, picking at moss with her claws and gave her chest a few quick licks to straighten out her fur. The she-cat trained an ear on the conversation outside. It sounded like Rigidheart was in charge while Dawnstar bravely went about and sacrificed the well-being of her paw pads and the sharpness of her claws for the sake of the Clan. Nightmist snorted and exited the den.
She caught a quick glimpse of ginger fur padding off to the apprentice's den. Gingerstreak was out to ruffle Pepperpaw's fur... again. Nightmist padded up to the fresh-kill pile only to find it empty. She snorted. "What does a warrior have to do around here to get some food?" the she-cat muttered.
"Gingerstreak, you and Pepperpaw will go on a hunting patrol." She caught the voice of her favorite tortoiseshell-and-white tom. Nightmist lowered her eyelids and let a soft purr escape her maw. Gingerstreak may boast that he is the best looking cat around, but to this female warrior, no one trumped Rigidheart. She 'casually' fell into his path as he exited the medicine cat den.
"Oh, Rigidheart! Good morning." Her voice dripped with honey. "It's actually kind of sunny down here for once. I heard Dawnstar left you in charge - congrats!" Nightmist gazed at him affectionately. "She must really like you."
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Re: Ah Hell Yes, I'm a Nervous Reck « Reply #9 on Jan 2, 2009, 1:28pm »
Riggedheart smiled. "Hey Nightmist. Thanks. I guess so." he replyed to her a small smile on his features. "After gingerstreak and Pepperpaw get back from their hunting patrol would you like to go with me on a border patrol?" he asked with a small smile. Nightmist was a pretty she-cat, and he liked her. Riggedheart sat down and licked a paw, smoothing the paw over the top of his head as if pushing his fur back. He smiled again and waited for an answer. He was a patient cat, but he was also anxiose to know if she wanted to go. He didnt want to have to make Gingerstreak go and be over worked.
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Re: Ah Hell Yes, I'm a Nervous Reck « Reply #10 on Jan 3, 2009, 12:34pm »
Riggedheart greeted her with a smile and thanks for the compliment. "After Gingerstreak and Pepperpaw get back from their hunting patrol, would you like to go with me on a border patrol?"
Alone in the woods with Riggedheart? Her muzzle twitched as the she-cat repressed a smirk. "Of course! I'll..." She stopped in mid-sentence. 'I'll go get Riverpaw.' What were you thinking? You can't drag that kit with you, he'll just get in the way. "I... just have to do something with Riverpaw first.... You know, being his mentor and all." Nightmist gave a giddy giggle and quickly turned tail.
"Think hard, you stupid warrior, what task could you give an apprentice to keep him busy until sunhigh?" She muttered to herself while padding towards the Apprentice's den.
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Re: Ah Hell Yes, I'm a Nervous Reck « Reply #11 on Jan 3, 2009, 1:11pm »
"Wake up."
Riverpaw rolled to his side, out of his nest, resisting the voice that was inside his head. I don't want to get up... He thought as hard as possible, intent on dismissing the thing, whatever it was, that always seemed to be right in any situation. The gray-blue apprentice wasn't real happy about being told to get up by anyone besides Dawnstar and Nightmist. He would wake up on his own terms, at his preferred time of day.
"Pepperpaw?" It sounded like Gingerstreak, come to fetch his apprentice. Riverpaw groaned, rolling back into his nest and curling into a tight ball, tail on nose. Not only would he have to ignore the imaginary cat in his head, but he would also have to ignore Gingerstreak and Pepperpaw as the other apprentice got up and left. At least that would leave him alone. It would be pretty quiet. That was a good deal.
"Get up. Nightmist might be looking for you. And Pepperpaw is getting up. The camp is waking. You should, too." The little gray-blue and brown head shook in an obvious gesture of stubbornness. I'll prove that Nightmist isn't coming. He angled his ears toward the entrance of the apprentice den. It was going to be easy to tell himself that his mentor wasn't on her way. That was when he heard footsteps coming his way.
In a second he jolted upright, ears straight up. Was he going to train? Well, whatever Nightmist wanted, he better be ready. He bolted out of the den, brushing by an annoyed Gingerstreak on the way. His eyes caught sight of the cat that was supposed to be teaching him stuff. "Hold on one minute!" He called, "I just need to get a bite to eat, first. With that, he made his way to the fresh-kill pile, and pulled out a mouse, eating it as quickly as he could.
Re: Ah Hell Yes, I'm a Nervous Reck « Reply #12 on Jan 10, 2009, 2:05pm »
"Pepperpaw?" The slim she-cat's ears twitched. One of her pale green eyes opened, brows so furrowed it partially blocked her view. But still, she was able to see Riverpaw, being the usual freak. "What do you want?" she asked, voice smooth despite her irritation. She stood up and shot him a look as she swept out of the apprentice den. As she blinked the sleep from her eyes she noticed Gingerstreak standing near the entrance to her den. She twitched her tail. So it hadn't been Riverpaw then. "Hello, Gingerstreak." she said a bit gruffly. There was only hints of respect in her voice when she spoke to her mentor, and even then it was faked.
She commenced ignoring the tom and trotted over to the freshkill pile. Whatever trivial tests the ginger warrior had for her, they would have to wait. Some things were just more important, and Pepperpaw got to decide.
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Re: Ah Hell Yes, I'm a Nervous Reck « Reply #13 on Jan 10, 2009, 3:05pm »
Gingerstreak narrowed his eyes as his apprentice pretty much ignored him and padded to the fresh-kill pile. I hope Riggedheart didn't see that, he thought before turned his ginger body around to stare after his apprentice. He quickly got over it and padded after her. "No prey until you have caught something for the clan." It was one of his rules that he liked to impose on his apprentice. It was more of a respect issue he had. If she wouldn't show any respect, she would simply get punished in some small way or another.
"We're going on a hunting patrol right now, too, so you should have plenty of opportunity to feed the clan." Gingerstreak's ears flicked back, betraying him by revealing his mild frustration. He glanced in the direction of Riggedheart, and saw Nightmist with him. His green eyes rolled slightly. What did she see in him, anyway?
Re: Ah Hell Yes, I'm a Nervous Reck « Reply #14 on Jan 10, 2009, 3:20pm »
Pepperpaw rolled her eyes "Of course, Gingerstreak." she said, turning back towards him. She refrained from mentioning that he had in fact eaten and padded swiftly to his side. "Hunting patrol, huh?" she attempted to remain pleasant. She had little feelings for any of her clanmates, spare Dawnstar, but still didn't really want to be on their bad side. It was difficult to manipulate someone who hated you. So she gave the tom a grin and said "You seem a little tense. Let me guess, jealous?" she flicked her tail knowingly, though it was just a guess really.
His ears were flat. She smiled and trotted ahead "So, is anyone else coming? Or just us?"
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Re: Ah Hell Yes, I'm a Nervous Reck « Reply #15 on Jan 10, 2009, 5:20pm »
Gingerstreak padded after Pepperpaw, and took a slight lead to emphasize that he was the one in charge. Jealous? What did she know about it? It wasn't jealousy, anyway, it was more like pity. He pitied Nightmist for not being able to tell the difference between a top-of-the-line warrior and a run-of-the-mill, mangy wannabe. After a few more steps, he finally answered his apprentice. "It's just us." He let another minute or so pass in silence before stopping. He sized up his apprentice, figuring how much more time he would have to spend training her. It wouldn't be very long at all, he decided. Might as well give her a little surprise test to see just how close she was. "Catch something."
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Re: Ah Hell Yes, I'm a Nervous Reck « Reply #16 on Jan 18, 2009, 4:50am »
Riggedhearts eyes narrowed as he watched that slight movement of Gingerstreaks. Yes catching for the clan was important, but hadnt he eaten before hand as well? Every cat needed the energy of the prey that was in the pile already. He would not send Gingerstreak or Pepperpaw on any other mission today. Well atleast not Pepperpaw. If Gingerstreak wanted to continue acting like he had a hair in his bottom he could go on ahead and run with every patrol for the day. But alas, Riggedhearts conciose over ruled that one. His conciose corrected him by saying 'YEs fair plans indeed, but not fair to punish a vain cat for acting that way. He is of the clan just like I. I cannot abuse the power Dawnstar has given me.' and he sighed. He watched Nightmist. Though he new it would probably dissapoint her he walked towards her. "Nightmist why dont we just bring Riverpaw along on the Border patrol? Good exercise and he can help mark the border. It needs to be refreshed" he said with a small smile at her.He hoped she didnt mind his suggestion but he figured it would be good training for the apprentice.
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Re: Ah Hell Yes, I'm a Nervous Reck « Reply #17 on Jan 18, 2009, 6:37pm »
Riverpaw's blue-gray head popped out of the ferns shielding the apprentice's den when his mentor was about two foxlengths away from it. "Hold on one minute!" He called, "I just need to get a bite to eat, first."
He wormed his way out of the den and bounded over to the fresh-kill pile. A subtle growl reminded Nightmist that she hadn't eaten yet today. Then again, this really wasn't the time for eating. She watched her apprentice's fur ripple like the water in the stream on the far edge of their territory. Gingerstreak and Pepperpaw left already, so I can't dump him on them... She was so lost in her musings, she almost didn't hear another cat approaching.
"Nightmist," Rigidheart meowed, "why don't we just bring Riverpaw along on the border patrol? Good exercise, and he can help mark the border. It needs to be refreshed."
The gray she-cat felt her muzzle twitch in the beginnings of a grimace. She'd been afraid he would suggest something like this. It's not that she disliked her apprentice for his personality - actually, he was fairly obedient and eager to learn - it's just... he was in the way sometimes. "Good idea, Rigidheart. I'll tell him when he's done eating."
Nightmist's paws tingled. She really wanted to sink her claws into something. "Hey Riverpaw, have I ever taken you out for a tree-climbing lesson?"
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Re: Ah Hell Yes, I'm a Nervous Reck « Reply #18 on Jan 19, 2009, 2:23pm »
Riverpaw gulped down the last few bites before hearing Nightmist call out to him. A tree climbing lesson? It sounded like fun. "No, you haven't!" he called back, standing up and padding toward her. "Are we going to be doing that today?" His gray-blue eyes wandered over to Riggedheart, and he grinned up at the warrior. "Are you coming, too?" Sure, it wasn't as good company as another apprentice would be, but at least it was someone. More the merrier!
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Re: Ah Hell Yes, I'm a Nervous Reck « Reply #19 on Jan 19, 2009, 4:04pm »
"If Nightshade wants me too. If not I'll take out a dawn patrol. If she does we'll do both. She can train you and we can check the borders" he said nodding slightly. Riggedheart smiled back at the apprentice. His eyes cought Nightshade grimace but he pretended not to notice, they could do plenty of things together later. Right now training the apprentice was a must.
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