The call of a sparrow [tagged]

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Covesplash
Oneclan
Apr 26, 2020 3:21:48 GMT


COVESPLASH


The former Creekclan warrior sat by the edge of the flooded creek; among the gathered groups of rush and sedge. The flooded creek has always been one of his favorite spots, although it was far from pretty, it was peaceful and quiet. If there had been plenty of rain, then this spot made for one of the best spots to fish.

With it being new-leaf; there was always a high chance of rain. The rain helped the forest grow, new leaves and petals on flower heads. The heavy scent of rain clung to the air, although it had not yet rained today. It was about sun-high; the skies grey and cloudy, and thankfully only a very gentle yet warm breeze.

Part of the warrior longed for it to rain. He was a tom with simple likes, some of that included watching the rain and even swimming in it. He wasn't so fond of the thunderous noises and strikes of light that followed heavy storms, though. But, hopefully no storm was ready to show it's ugly head.

The male stretched out his front paws lazily then arched his back, rolling his body into a lying down position. The merge had made clan-life rather unusual. There were now so many new faces and smells throughout CreekClan territory. The clan grounds felt crowded and at times, Covesplash found himself trying to escape for some peace and quiet, yet with very little success. Covesplash didn't mind the new faces or the crowds, but it was different and all change was hard to adapt to.

The merge was for the best interest of all the clans. Covesplash could not deny the usefulness of it all, although recalling his earlier conversation with Dawnfire and Blizzardberry..He couldn't help but still feel that eventually one warrior's tongue would slip or one leader would grow thirstier over the others. Maybe one would die and a rebellion would break out. Either way, Covesplash suspected it was foolish to think the merge would last forever. Covesplash being traditional in his ways only shared such thoughts with fellow warriors he knew, those hailing from CreekClan. The flaming tom still a touch too suspicious of the newcomers.

The warrior yawned loudly, his own thoughts clearly boring himself to death. Sighing, he pushed them aside and fixated on the tranquility of the water.


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Seawatcher
Oneclan
Apr 27, 2020 17:35:25 GMT

Seawatcher had had her fill of the camp for the day. Duties completed, the silver molly had eagerly dashed out of the crowded camp and made a mad dash for the flooded creek; eager to go for a swim. The air smelled strongly of rain and a quick look up towards the graying sky full of tumultuous looking clouds only enforced that idea. "Let us hope the rain will hold off a while longer," Seawatcher whispered under her breath before directing her gaze back in front of her. No need to trip over a root and embarrass herself, even if no one was here.

The quiet trill of rushing water reached the large molly's fuzzy tipped ears, round saffron colored eyes softening at the sight of the running water. The collective memories of coming here as an apprentice to learn how to swim and fish came to the forefront of her mind. A fond smile bracing her lips as she imagined herself a young apprentice, bumbling around in the water with her brother and her mentors stern, but jovial instructions. Things were less complicated then and much more happy. Never would she have dreamed of being the leader of Creekclan and only after a few moons of being deputy. Stoatstar's death was quick and sudden, leaving the Maine coon to figure things out on her own. Yes, she had Littlebird and Spiritsong, however, the molly was unsure of Gorgeclan's leader, for obvious and not so obvious reasons. She had yet to do something outstanding for Seawatcher to peg her. Spiritsong was much the same, though albeit Seawatcher had a little more faith in him. Stoatstar seemed to have some level of trust in the tuxedo. So the molly would continue that faith until lead astray.

A familiar scent wafted towards the she-cat, one that smelt heavily of Creekclan yet held its own unique personalized scent. A few paw steps more and the bright flame color pelt of Covesplash was there, sitting by the river side. Seawatcher had had little time to speak to her clanmates - much less so after the merge. It also didn't help that Seawatcher had little interaction with her fellow clan-mate. Perhaps she could rectify that now? "Covesplash! Fancy meeting you here," she warmly called out. How are you? Everything going well with training your new apprentice? Vrieseapaw, isn't it?" Little was known about the mismatched she-cat to the silver molly, however, she wanted to take the effort to get to know her through both herself and her mentor. The woman wanted to help where she could and advise the younger warrior if he sought it. After all she had much more experience in that regard.

Settling herself next to the ochre-colored tom, the large silver molly peered at him. Her bright saffron colored eyes were still intense, but they softened as she gazed kindly at the man beside her. She could let her guard down, at least a little bit. "I hope everything is going well, yes?"


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Covesplash
Oneclan
Apr 29, 2020 1:11:48 GMT


COVESPLASH


The familiar scent of a feline lingered under his nose. She smelt heavily of Creekclan; her voice bright and cheery with a familiarity flooding his ears. The tom turned his golden furred head and focused his grassy gaze on the leader. Seawatcher was a beautiful silver molly, with honey colored eyes. The curious tom could not help but wonder how she was handling the merge; was it challenging discussing everything with two others? He imagined all three shared very different views about many things.

"Very well thank you," he said, "Vriseapaw is a curious and energetic she-cat. Like many of her peers, I imagine, she is curious about the merge. She is doing well at the moment though," he explained. The tom twitched his ivory whiskers, recalling how his patchy youngster had wanted to explore the moors of Moorclan and learn about the trees in Gorgeclan. The clans were united, OneClan. They trained under what OneClan offered them. Other areas were simply too dangerous, he had said to her.

Covesplash allowed a small smile to form across his muzzle, curving it slightly. "I think the merge is hitting some a lot harder than others...Some forgetting that as a united clan, we must put the past behind us. The future is uncertain at this point," he said. Of course the creamy warrior was just guessing, Seawatcher knew better than anyone whether the future really was uncertain. She called the shots, but Covesplash couldn't imagine the kind leader of Creekclan would keep her warriors or friends in the dark.

"But yes, yes. Everything is going well. How about you?" He asked. Seawatcher had a lot on her shoulders, or so Covesplash believed. The tom knew that the death of Stoatstar during the merge must of been challenging and then without another word, she was thrown into a leading role. It must have been a fair amount to swallow. And, on top of that, having to conclude decisions with all three leaders in agreement? It seemed that her life had only become harder in recent moons. But, of course he could be mistaken.


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Seawatcher
Oneclan
May 10, 2020 17:51:40 GMT

A simple nod came from her in respinse, storing away the information about the toms young apprentice. "That is good to hear," Seawatcher spoke softly as a small, but pleasant smile graced her features, "I'm happy to hear she is adjusting wonderfully and I have no doubt that she'll excel under your teachings." Seawatcher spoke the truth, certain Covesplash would make a fine warrior out of Vrieseapaw. She had to wonder though what it was like for a Gorgeclan apprentice to study under a Creekclan warrior. Covesplash knew little about the ways of Gorgeclan, Seawatcher not being very knowledgeable in that regard either. It brought up concerns for the molly, a weariness in having the three clans mix together so blatantly. Creekclan cats had to learn to fish and in there very least, get used to water. A Gorgeclan and Moorclan mentor to a Creekclan apprentice would have no way of teaching such a valuable skill. It was a little unsettling, but the leader truly hoped it didn't prove to become a hindrance as the moons passed by.

A curious look crossed her features, saffron eyes glancing at the Golden male next to her. "It is hard to ask everyone to put everything behind them. A lot of blood was shed and history is still too fresh for some to forget." She explained softly, a sad frown jarring her calm features. While Seawatcher herself found it difficult to just forgive, let alone entirely forget Gorgeclan's atrocities committed against her clan, she was willing to put her less than pleasant opinions to herself. Fully aware that her position in power could have a butterfly effect on the warriors below her. It was a difficult order to uphold, but one she saw no real benefit in foregoing altogether.

"Things could definitely be a lot harder," She said. A thoughtful expression on her face as she tried to do a little self-reflection. "Given the circumstances I believe I'm alright. So far working with Littlebird and Spiritsong has been easy enough and no large fights have broken out." In all honesty the merged clans were doing far better than what the silver molly expected, though she did not know how much longer the fanfare would last. She could not see in the imminent foreseeable future where Oneclan went their separate wats.


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Covesplash
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May 14, 2020 0:08:22 GMT


COVESPLASH


Covesplash felt a sense of delight surge through his body at the leader's praise. Seawatcher was a remarkable feline; having experience and expertise he could only dream of attaining. The she-cat was fiercely hardworking and clever, traits which no doubt were the reason for her success. "Thank you," he said as he slowly dipped his head, respectfully. Covesplash had only ever trained one other apprentice; Prairieheart. She was a great apprentice - all you could have ever wished in one; patient, determined, respectful and of course hard-working. There were one or two instances where Praireheart found herself being scolded by the flaming tom. Albeit, it was rare.

Vrieseapaw was spirited and passionate, but her focus often seemed to linger. It didn't seem to bother the patient warrior in the least, though. The only aspect that really bothered him was his potential inability to train the apprentice how she wanted to be trained; under the ways of GorgeClan. The desire in her soul likely craved the knowledge of tree climbing. But, Covesplash...Tree climbing? The thought made him smirk in amusement. A CreekClan cat up trees? No, that is much too unusual for his tastes.

As the leader spoke of the history rich with bloodshed, he couldn't help but hang his head low. In his mind; CreekClan were courageous for allowing GorgeClan into their forest, especially given the fresh wounds from Bonestar's reign. Fangstar and now Littlestar were of course nothing like their past leader, but the wounds were fairly deep...CreekClan still remembered. He nodded as Seawatcher seemed to read his mind. "That is definitely true," he said in agreement, "You know..It almost seemed like you read my mind for a moment there.." He flashed her a gentle smile.

Covesplash twitched his ivory whiskers; fasinated to hear that his leader was doing well. Covesplash cared deeply for her well-being; he cared for all the cats in CreekClan, or what was. The soft-spot he held for them would never change, not at all. "I'm glad you're doing well and that the others seem to be understanding." Covesplash slowly stretched; shifting his front legs outwards as far as he could. "Say, why don't we go for a hunt? Maybe take our minds off the merge..Could be nice to focus on something a little less heavy?" He asked, his sage hued eyes focused on the female.


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Seawatcher
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May 16, 2020 6:15:40 GMT

"Oh knock that off," She chortled, jokingly scolding the golden male when he bowed his head and thanked it. "No need for that. What I said is true," Seawatcher gave him a soft caring smile before letting out a airy laugh. "Perhaps I did." She couldn't help but joke, giving a mocking wink in his direction before standing up at his suggestion of hunting. "I certainly wouldn't mind that. It's been so long since I've hunted with a fellow clanmate that it'll be a nice change of pace." With that said she let out a stretch, arching herself forward before shaking her pelt out and walking off. She waved her tail at Covesplash in a silent command to follow, almost unaware that she had momentarily stepped into her role as leader issuing commands when she wanted to treat Covesplash as a friend than lackey. She shot him an almost apologetic look over her shoulder, a thin smile being sent his way before she turned around.

"What do you think about having a friendly competition? See who can catch the most fish." Seawatcher called over her shoulder towards the trailing tom. Her bright saffron-colored eyes searched about her surroundings. Unbeknownst to Covesplash Seawatcher was leading him to her secret fishing spot. She had found this hunting spot with her mate, Eagleheart before the fall of Creekclan when the two were in the early stages of courting. If she was being honest, Eagleheart had actually stumbled upon it. A shove from her sent him careening into the shallow water, a wave forming and washing up onto the banks from his large size. It was even funnier with the fish flopping around him and his soaking wet fur. She couldn't help but find the whole situation funny. Ever since then they had come to that spot, just of the two of them, and even when Creekclan finally came back it was still their place. Many memories were tied to the place, both good and bad. Seawatcher had gone there to feel more connected to her deceased mate. Her grief always felt lessoned whenever she visited.

However, ever since she had become a deputy and then the leader of Creek she couldn't get away from camp long enough to visit, let alone take time for herself. The silver tabby glanced behind her shoulder checking to see if Covesplash was still following before returning her gaze in front of her. "Aha!" The molly called out in excitement as she found the subtle entrance to her little spot. She shot the golden male a quick smile before entering through the tall reeds and shrubbery, "come." She waved him in before completely disappearing.

The scene before her brought both a sense of joy and melancholy, her heart momentarily panging at the sudden emotions that filled her spirit. A soft, despondent sigh escaped her as she sat down at the water's edge, tail curling around her feet and bold orange eyes watched the darting of trapped fish. "I used to come here with Eagleheart," she trailed off before continuing. "It's a very ideal place to catch fish and it's very relaxing." Seawatcher gave a small grin towards Covesplash. There was still a trace of sadness in her orange eyes, but the smile she gave him was no less true. "So how about that competition?"


556 ● ● I can just see this "competition" turning into a water fight xD
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Covesplash
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May 17, 2020 7:32:28 GMT


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The silvery fae's playful banter brought a smile to the russet male's maw. Her jokes and big smiles made it clear that she wasn't just some leader; someone the warriors looked to for advise, but a good she-cat at that too. It was moments like this, that made the cats in Creek thankful to have such a good leader at their side.

Covesplash was refreshed to hear the leader agree to join him in a hunt. The tom had always wanted to hunt with the silvery feline; but had never seemed to get the chance. Whenever she seemed free, he was either at the borders or being called away to train an apprentice.

The role of leader seemed hard for the fae to break as she instinctively pointed her tail, summoning the warrior to follow. Covesplash stifled a chuckle and shook his head slowly. He wasn't bothered by the leader's instinctive nature, but he was appreciative that she was trying to treat him as a comrade rather than a warrior beneath her. "It's fine," he said humbly.

"What a great idea," he chirped as the molly suggested a dash of friendly competition. Covesplash was confident in his skills, but he knew that the leader had a little more experience than he did. Being a deputy and a leader wasn't all just by chance; hard-work, determination and of course skill were all huge playing factors. "Watch out, Seawatcher...I am pretty good at fishing. They don't call me CoveSPLASH for nothing," he said as he prodded a ginger paw at the leader, cheekily.

The warrior's olive hues shifted from Seawatcher to his surroundings as the molly lead him to a specific spot. Covesplash recalled the long, sunny days by the river's edge back when he was a young tom. Back then, he had Lavenderfall at his side. The she-cat's smokey grey pelt glimmered in the bright sunlight. The two would relax in the sun after a long sunrise full of swimming and fishing. It was their thing, the thing they seemed to do whenever get got a chance to spend time together. And as usual, by the time they finally returned to camp with their kills, their pelts were dry as bones. Back at the camp, they would see Vipernose. The ginger molly was always complaining about something - whether it was too warm outside or whether the fish were too slippery. Or, maybe it was that kits had found her nest and put bugs in it again! The memories made him smile. They were so long ago now, almost like faded dreams.

Seawatcher called him forth again; his mind was a little foggy from reminiscing, but he quickly jolted his attention towards her and sprang through the little concealed entrance, tailing behind the tabby. He had never been to the spot he was lead to, his eyes shifted around the secluded little spot with intrigue. It looked like a great spot; the water crystalline with visible fish darting from side to side. "What a beautiful spot," he said as his gaze slid across to the emotional leader. It was clear this spot held memories in her heart; a special place for her indeed, "Thank you for sharing it with me." Covesplash knew of Eagleheart, the she-cat's former mate. The two were never close, but they had seen each other in and around the camp. The tom knew the passing of him was unfortunate and difficult for the new-mother at the time.

A sense of joy came over the tom as he pepped himself up at the mention of a competition. "I hope you're ready for a serious challenge," he said, shooting her a playful smirk. Covesplash gave the feline a gentle nudge again with his russet paw; hopefully they could create some new, joyous memories in this spot, maybe ones that would fill Seawatcher's heart with happiness. Without another word, Covesplash approached the water's edge and slid down elegantly into the water. The water only slightly rippling. "Do you have a favorite fish?" He asked as he floated in the shallow water.



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