setting the [ b a r ] [Stealthclan Meeting 1]

[Zeporah]

The elder queen kept her vigil, knowing full well what the tom wanted of her, yet unwilling to give her identity away so freely to so many. Later... she\'ll catch him later... If ever at that. Zeporah, about to rise and leave permanently, felt a tiny bundle of fur against her leg. Soft amber eyes flickered downward, only to witness one of her kits purring at her feet. She lifted the other, unoccupied foreleg in surprise.

\"What are you doing here?\" She whispered mildly, wrapping her tail around the small figure. \"You should have stayed in the nest...\" From deep in her throat a rumbling came, a comfort to the kit as she licked the top of her head tenderly. \"Come, Re. We must see to your siblings.\" With that, Zepore picked up the bird, and adjusted her grip on her kit, before turning to pad out of the camp.

...

Arriving at the tree some time later, Zeporah wasn\'t greeted with a sight that was any where near welcoming. A young dog fox had found the den, and was digging at it furiously to reach it\'s contents. Zeporah, a raging defending mother, tucked both the bird and the kit in a sharp thorn bush, before running to defend her blood.

She was quick and well experienced, having fought off dogs from her previous litters. Zeporah landed on his back, biting deeply and digging her claws deep into the crimson fur. The dog fox, not at all expecting the attack, yelped in surprise, only to counter attack furiously. She lept off, and ran inside the den, finding that among her litter, one was missing, and two more were gravely injured. The dog fox, thinking it had it\'s quarry trapped, dug at the entrance, only to be combated with the queen\'s furious claws each time his sensitive nose reached in to snap at her. Frustrated, his nose smarting from a number of scratches, he ran... leaving behind the vex queen to care for her kits.

She grabbed the two remaining kits in her mouth, then ran to pick up Re, leaving the bird behind as she ran back to the Stealthclan camp.

...

Arriving, vexed and worried, her fur puffed from anger and fear, she ran to the nearest cat she knew, the bundles bobbing in her mouth. \"Highway...\" she panted, before licking the kits wounds furiously, trying to stop the bleeding...

[Highway]

Highway had given the queen he had spoke to a tail flick in farewell when she chose to leave with her kit, hoping she would choose to return. However…

He hadn’t expected her to return in such a manner! His eyes went wide in sheer alarm, at the sight of the poor wounded kits.

“Puffin!”

Hadn’t Sunsetfire agreed she was the clan’s medicine cat? But the gray and white tom didn’t wait for her to come, he rushed to the queen’s side, mindful that she was indeed a fierce and protective mother. However, so intent his kind heart was with helping the little ones that he risked her wrath, claws and fangs alike, and joined her in cleaning one kit’s injuries, seeking not only to stop the bleeding but to coax life back into the youngster.

Please little one, please don’t fade on me…

[Eclipsedopal]

/Burned/

A streak of black. A glimpse of white. Elcipsedopal had not been around camp when the meeting had started, so she slunk in the back. She regretted it now. She really didn't much like crowds, but she did like to be on top of things. And now this. A female had come into the camp with kits, and they were hurt. She said nothing, merely began to clean their wounds. Highway, she asked between licks, what happened?

By the opal eclipse

[Zeporah]

Zeporah eyed the stranger warily, her fur prickling as this stranger licked at the tiny scratches on Reflection, cause of the thorn bush she had hidden her under. She flicked her gaze to Highway, who was carrying the runt of the litter, Jackie. Out of all the cats she trusted him more with her kits... Even if he was a tom. Her attention wavered back to the little life that was wavering at her feet. She struggled to keep him alive, the young tom she had named D.J., after her deceased son, Ditto. He was gray and white like Reflection, like Zeporah\'s own long dead mother. As she worked, her salmon tonque flashing, she felt the flame of the kit flicker, then die out completely.

Sorrow was only a momento, lasting as long as it took her to sigh, lifting her head slowly away from her boy. Bitter hatred took over. A flash, and that golden gaze was as hard and shining as brass. She stood. She took one look at the stranger. Attack. Her claws raced a silvery arc, aiming for the solid mass of the fae\'s shoulder. Furry parted her lips, as she spat a distangled liquid at the queen\'s coat.\"Get away from her!\"

[quintessence]

"Straighten up and fly right, kid."

Quintessence threw himself forward, his excellent reflexes and aim placing him between Eclipsedopal and the mad she-cat's claws.

"Hey now," The thief meowed, cutting his teal eyes at Zeporah, "She was only trying to help."

[Puffin]

The sea-bird named kitty had been purring happily, but then her name was called. Tabby ears pricked, there was panic in that voice. The she-cat lept to her paws, turning 'round in one quick motion. Kits! Harmed kits! Oh no no no, kits should not be harmed, hurt, maimed or killed.

If you did any of the above, Puffin-kitty would surely sit on you.
Indeed.

Now the so called 'medicine cat' was bounding over to the group, brow furrowing as the mother, as she believed the violent she-cat was, struck out. It looked like the situation was handled by the tom, however. Amber eyes flicked to a motionless kitten as Puffin halted on the spot.... Sadness filled those hues, but for only a moment. Grieving could come later, there was other kits to save!

"I am Puffin, I am here to help."

She spoke quickly to the raging mother, as to not alarm her when she tried to help the kits. She observed the sight quickly, taking in everything and going over it in her mind. Cobwebs, stop the bleeding.... Chevril in case of infection... Horsetail to prevent infection.. And marigold leaves. She now looked up from her thinking.

"Keep cleaning the wounds, I need to fetch my herbs!"

And as soon as the words left her lips, Puffin was flying through the clearing to where her herbs were stored.

[Highway]

One life lost. Pain filled the young tom’s heart, and he prayed a little prayer mentally for the kit’s innocent soul. His ears twitched, grieving eyes looking at Zeporah as she attacked Eclipsedopal, only for one of the newcomers to leap in between. Then, Puffin leaped, before heading off to fetch her herbs.

All this, and he continued licking. As long as Highway breathed, he’d do anything to save this young one’s life.

[Coyotesummer]

A blue-black she-cat waltz directly into the camp, head arched proudly from her day out scouting the territory. Her head tilted slightly to the side, yellow eyes blinking once as she watched the events currently going on.

What was this madness during a clan meeting? Many new cats, and those young ones…

Her protective heart leaped at the sight, but was understand of the mother’s fury and sadness at the loss of such an innocent soul. Coyotesummer shook her head, poor little one, but then froze.

Fox.

She scent fox on the dead kit’s fur, and on the one kit Highway was frantically tryign to save.

Fox in Stealthclan territory?

I think not!

An odd chirping sound was emitted from the she-cat’s mouth, a call for her brother to come, and she bounded back towards the entrance. If there was foxes here, then it was her and Ivoryshard’s duty to chase the red curs away!

Sometimes poor Coyotesummer forgot she wasn’t really a coyote.

[Eclipsedopal]

/Burned/

He was dead, the kit. Eclipsedopal was barely aware that the queen had to attack her, just felt a sense of loss. Why did the young die...? But she came back into the now, with a nod to Quint. Thank you, she said, but I am obviously not wanted here. With a last glance at Zeporah and the dead kit, she padded over to Coyotesummer, noting the odd sound. Excuse me, she said with a dip of her head, may I go with you and your brother? You are going to check for the fox, yes? It would not do to have anything like ths happen again. It was her duty, if she was going to be in a Clan again, to protect those that were in the Clan. Even if they didn't like her. She cast another glance at the small, limp body. No, she thought, This will not do at all.
By the opal eclipse

[Coyotesummer]

Coyotesummer had been about ready to lope right out of the cam, with Eclipsedopal suddenly choose to leave the group assisting the she-cat and her two remaining kits, and come over to her. In mid-loping stride the young she-cat suddenly sat down, yellow eyes on the unfamiliar she-cat. Her head tilted ever so slightly to the side, looking all the world like a bewildered puppy.

Although Coyotesummer wasn’t new to the clan, per say, she didn’t know very many of her fellow clan mates yet. Even though she looked out for any of the clan, she also stayed away…Coyotesummer wasn’t exactly…she wasn’t normal. And others often could see that.

Her tongue lolled out over her lower range of incisors, and the blue-black she-cat laughed.

“Sure! The more, the merrier, right?”

Standing back up, her tail lashed back and forth in a cheerful wagging dance, and she chirped once again to call for Ivoryshard to meet her.

“Don’t mind my brother. He’s awesome possum!”

[Whenever Onyx posts as Ivoryshard I’ll make a thread in the actual Stealthclan area and we can start the hunt. ^^]

[Sunsetfire]

Sunsetfire blinked those amber orbs, saddened to see the events occurring before him.

But things must be done.

“All newcomers here who wish to join Stealthclan are now to be considered members. Quint, Destiny, you are both warriors. Protect the clan, serve us will. Harlequin, you are our newest queen. As soon as your little ones are born and ready to be apprenticed, you shall be raised to the ranks of warrior as well. Nifty, due to your age I am appointing you as an apprentice. When I return, you’ll be apprenticed to a warrior of my choice.”

The golden leader had spoken.

“Now I must leave you all, for a short time. Alliances must be forged, matters solved. Chainrust is in charge while I’m gone, and if he’s not present then Puffin is. I bid you farewell, and will see you soon.”

Powerful muscles bunched as he leaped off the ledge, only to pad silently out of the camp.

Time to get to work, eh?

[Onyxdart]

Ears perked forward as Ivoryshard heard his sister chirping for him. It took minute and another chirp for the young coyote to pinpoint his sibling, and when he did, he approached carefully.

Tail waving, he made sure not to sneak up on his sister and the new cat- new cats didn't like him sometimes, but that was because they always seemed to think he wanted to eat them. But he didn't eat cats!

He did love a good fox chase though. Oh yes. Tongue lolling, tail waving, and generally looking a bit goofy, he stopped and stood right there in front of the two cats.

"I couldn't find you the first time," he notified Coyotesummer.

"We gonna hunt fox?"


I somehow didn't even notice this had been posted to. So very sorry! *is dork*

[Coyotesummer]

“We gonna hunt fox!”

Coyotesummer chirruped. Smiling widely as she chanced a glance at Eclipsedopal. Yep, the blue-black she-cat’s brother was a coyote.

Go figure.

But she’d had one interesting life for a cat.

No wonder she thought she was a coyote herself.

Her tongue lolling in return, she playfully cuffed her dear sibling, and then flicked her tail.

“See? He’s awesome!”

[On, two more posts for us three. This thread can remain active until the kits are treated, and then I’ll start a main camp thread as well as the hunt one.]

[Zeporah]

Zeporah\'s attack was deflected by the tom, though, as she drew her paw back, the claws dug lightly into his fur, possibly leaving behind a scratch, but Zeporah wasn\'t sure. Anyway, she didn\'t care, she still wasn\'t in much of a good mood, despite the truth of what he spoke. \"If I wanted help, I would have asked for it.\" She growled back in return, before turning to gather Reflection, who remained otherwise unscathed from the attack of the fox.

As she sat Reflection down not too far away from her tan sister, Jackie, Puffin came, or so Highway had called her. Zeporah, upon her arrival, glared at the queen at first, before nodding her approval. Eventually, after informing Highway of what he should do, and was already doing, she ran off, for something or another. Zeporah watched her leave, before turning to watch Highway and her struggling kit absently. Inwardly she mourned her lost son, though outwardly she seemed cold, indifferent to the lifeless body behind her, as she sat, her tail curling around Reflection so tightly, that the effort alone would save the kit who was still struggling onto life.

Jackie struggled, panting hard as the blood trickled down the deep gash across her pitifully small chest. She was the runt of the litter, yet that fact never had kept the kit from being just as fierce to cling to life like her mother was with her temper. Each day, since birth, Zeporah had wondered if the kit had what it takes to last the day, but each day, she proved herself time and time again to last... This day; however... would determine once and for all, if that were to be the case.

[Onyxdart]

((I was gonna go ahead and post with Gemfur, but I guess I'll wait til there's the new thread, otherwise this one'll get longer than seems to be intended at the moment. ))

[quintessence]

"Straighten up and fly right, kid."

Quint didn't seem to notice the thin lines of blood dripping through his calico fur.

A coyote?

He tilted his head curiously. How odd. How perfectly odd and interesting!

You see, Quint did not fear the coyote, nor thought it particularly unnatrual. After all, many thought it was unnatrual for a cat to steal from twoleg's homes, but Quint broke that doctrine.
Taboo, some hissed. Heresy. Quintessence defied them; for stealing was easier for him than hunting.

The handsome calico padded toward the two she-cats and the coyote. One, he reconized as the helpful she-cat who had nearly been shredded by that mad queen.
"Hello," Quint meowed amiably, with a bow in the way of greeting. "May I join you? Quintessence is my name, but call me Quint. It cuts down on time." He flipped them a cheerful wink.

My my my, what a dashing character you are, Quint! Not that he intended it; no, it was only his nature. An easygoing, perhaps even charming cat he was, despite his roots. Or maybe because of them.

[snowstorm]

Sharp as a {r}iver
Standing motifed,Destniy stared at the lifeless body of a kit."Wha...."Tears welled in her eyes,making it hard to see.Blinking the tears away she went over to the lifeless fur scrap.Smelling the fox too her eyes harded,the gentle color gone.She was in attack mode."Show me that fox!"She spat."I'll shred it into ribbions.Just show me."Her last sentance showed anger,pure pure anger. She glanced at the dead kit,Her mind going back to her fist litter. All of her 5 kits died one cold morning,leaving her heart broken.Breaking her bent over the limp body,her nose pressed in the fur and breathed in the kit smell."I will protect this clan with my life."She told all the cats around her.Turning around she said loud and clear,all harded again,"Show me that fox."



Destniy hapes life.

[◊Acornkit◊]

//Take your time\\

Harlequin watched the unfolding events and wide eyes. She bit her lip, a more unusual practice for a cat. She stood and a bit cautiously, and slowly padded over to the other queen. The tom Highway seemed to be struggling with the she-kit. As she watched the little cat gasp for breath, she flashed back to her mother. With her chest heaving, unbeknownst to Harleyat the time, she was trying to breathe through the fluid in her lungs. But the queen shook her head. She had to focus! Zeporah, right? Can I be of j'elp? Harlequin knew that the she-cat was opposed to charity, something she could well appreciate. But she felt useless, just sitting. The death of the kit tore at her heart. She had to do something.

'Cause you can't buy it

[Onyxdart]

"Aw, that's sweet. I don't think our foxy friend will think so, though," Ivoryshard replied rather seriously, batting at Coyotesummer's tail with a light forepaw.

"And I'm Ivoryshard, nice to meet you," he said to both the new female and Quint. He was surprised at Quint, since the cat seemed not the least bit worried by him. It was okay though! He liked not having to convince newcomers that he wasn't out to rid the world of kitties.

His tail waved in slow arcs against the ground as he sat, brushing up dust and getting dead old foliage caught in the long hair. Despite that easy friendliness, there was definitely a hint of something held in check- he wanted to hunt the fox down now, thank you, time to stop talking.

[Coyotesummer]

The same hunting mode seemed to slowly take over Coyotesummer, changing the cheerful she-cat into a precision killer. Her tail wagged again, once, as yellow hues flicked to land on Quint. At another time, she’d be flirting right back with him, but there was a death of a kit within the clan borders, and a fox was to blame.

She disliked foxes. Smelly rank little brutes, that’s what they were.

“We’d be glad to have you on our hunt.”

[One more post from Eclipsed. ^^ Then off we go! Run foxies, ruuuuuun!]