*Running with the Flood* A Warrior Cat RP~Open~

She slid a front paw toward her mate and kit, offering silent support. She wanted to move again, but didn’t struggle against Rosethorn.

“Scared,” Featherkit whimpered.

“Nightmare?” Snowfrost spoke very softly, her voice a little higher than it normally was as she swept her tail around Featherkit. She felt dazed and confused. Where was she again?

“You wouldn’t kill the kit that was already here! It’s because you couldn’t bring yourself to kill the kit of Snowfrost! It’s like I said, you’re too soft. You don’t want this enough!” Darksky hissed.
He noticed she was confused. "You're in the nursery with your family." He murmurmed softly. "Did you see other cats?"

He snarled. "I'm not letting you have leadership, that's that. Fangheart chose me, not you. You need to accept the fact that he believes I am more capable."
 
He noticed she was confused. "You're in the nursery with your family." He murmurmed softly. "Did you see other cats?"

He snarled. "I'm not letting you have leadership, that's that. Fangheart chose me, not you. You need to accept the fact that he believes I am more capable."
“What other cats?” She still spoke in her strange voice. “There’s more?”

Featherkit moved closer to his mother and cuddled into her fur.

Looking faintly surprised, Snowfrost moved her head slightly to lick the kit between the ears.

Believed,” Darksky corrected sharply. “Fangheart is dead.”
 
Snowlilly: no, only getting to know the camp some. This den smells of herbs. Did you bring poppy seeds here recently? *it was the strongest scent in this den, so she was curious about it.*
“Yes, I did, as a matter of fact,” she answered cheerfully. “You know herbs?”
 
"That is strange." He agreed. "I haven't heard of any cats that have moved from ThunderClan to RiverClan in my life, sorry. If it's really important, I'm sure you can talk to Bramblestar."
"It's fine, I was just curious," Nightpaw muttered. She licked a paw, disappointed she hadn't gotten answers. "Uh, anything else you need..?" She asked.
 
"It's fine, I was just curious," Nightpaw muttered. She licked a paw, disappointed she hadn't gotten answers. "Uh, anything else you need..?" She asked.
"No, thank you. I'm sorry I couldn't tell you what you wanted to know. Maybe ask Sunstrike though. Lilyflight pretty much adopted her and tells her everything. She's in the nursery with hers and Lilyflights kits."
 
“What other cats?” She still spoke in her strange voice. “There’s more?”

Featherkit moved closer to his mother and cuddled into her fur.

Looking faintly surprised, Snowfrost moved her head slightly to lick the kit between the ears.

Believed,” Darksky corrected sharply. “Fangheart is dead.”
"It's okay, Snowfrost." He licked her head worriedly. He turned to Featherkit. "Were there other cats there?"

"Yes, he is. But he still appointed me as leader. If you can't respect that, I will have to ask you to never come here again. If you refuse, I will remove you by force." He snarled, unsheathing his claws. His muscles rippled under his pelt as he tensed for an attack.
 

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