Enough Is Enough! [Shadestar]

[Silky]

[atrb=border,0,true][cs=7][bg=10A0E3] Cat;; Crowstorm the angered Words;; 350 Notes;; It's about Sablepaw... Crowstorm let out a sigh that only a medicine cat new of. The daughter of his mentor was deaf; and getting worse, and whilst Shadestar was a little iffy believing she was his, he showered her in love and affection, letting her eat all she wanted. She hadn't even seemed to notice her mother had gone missing from the Harem. Nightpaw and Cherishpaw had, and were sad at their father for driving her out. Drawing a deep breath, the black tom-cat with blue eyes; the second Crow in the family, padded towards Shadestar. Crowstorm cursed under his breath; Sablepaw was with him. "Shadestar, I need to talk to you for a moment. It's about Sablepaw." He spoke normally, so Sablepaw wouldn't hear him. "Sablepaw, can you go play with Nightpaw and Cherishpaw?!" He said a little louder, looking at the big she-cat. She looked just like him; it was uncanny. When she had left, Crowstorm sat. "Shadestar... I know you love Sablepaw... but, the rest of the clan is going without food for a day or so, and she gets to eat. I know I'm just a stupid medicine cat... but the warrior code states that elders, queens and kits get fed first, then the leader, deputy and warriors, then the apprentices, but she's getting first pick and getting more than everyone else." The tom flicked his tail over at a group of cats, their ribs easily visible through their thick winter pelts. "Look... Because of her disability, it is going to be impossible for her to be anything but an elder," Crowstorm shrank back, expecting a cuff or a shout from his leader. "but we cannot allow the clan to starve. She will be no good at hunting; she makes too much noise and cannot hear the prey, only scent or see them... And if a hawk or an eagle decides a cat is an easy meal, she won't hear it coming." The black tom sighed, awaiting the answer from Shadestar.

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[Shadewing]

[atrb=border,0,true][cs=7][bg=171717] the count;; 360 the cat;; Shadestar the involved;; Crowstorm the notes;; nightpaw died as nightkit from sickness, remember? that's what ashenanarchy was expelled and morningcloud moved to the harem. Shadestar listened to what Crowstorm said, and closed his eyes. "She's my little kit, deaf or not, Crowstorm. I don't know what to do with her, really. She has sharp claws, but she doesn't know what we're fighting against. She doesn't know that she's never going to be a warrior. And I don't know what to do with her. I can't just watch her starve, she's still as helpless as a kit." Shadestar's blue eyes wandered, over to Sablepaw, who was playing with a patch of frozen solid moss. "She's likely going to behave like a kit for her entire life, only when she grows old will she become an elder. So I have decided to treat her as such. I don't think that I can just let her starve without becoming too worried about her. She has a really strong will, and she'd make a great warrior and fighter.. only she'd be at a severe disadvantage." Shadestar stared at the ground, and flexed his claws into the frozen ground, them cutting further into the snow. Shadestar's fur blew in the wind, and there was a moment of silence among the two cats. Snowflakes were stuck in his fur, and Shadestar's icy blue eyes looked down. "We're all starving. What we need is better land. We could expand outwards, and see if there's more prey out there.. or we could take some land.. I don't want to see all of my cats starving like this either, Crowstorm. It's putting ShadowClan at a severe disadvantage. Hunting for the harem is even harder. I swear, one day I'm just going to let them all go. Only good for the FireClan toms, every other tom doesn't even want to touch the dirty beings." Shadestar mutter the last two sentences to himself. He met Crowstrom's gaze. He sighed. "I am focusing my attention too much on Sablepaw, and less on ShadowClan. I'll make her a warrior soon, and she'll just stay with me for the rest of her life."

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[Silky]

[atrb=border,0,true][cs=7][bg=10A0E3] Cat;; Crowstorm the worried Words;; 264 Notes;; I meant Brightpaw ssssssssssh ;-; He got his answer, and nodded. "I need to tell you something else to. Both Ravenfeather and Flameshade are pregnant; and if a little young too. I think I'm going to have to confine them to my den to keep an eye on them; I don't want any complications popping up." The tom said. Crowstorm sighed. "Ravenfeather refuses to tell me the father of the kits... So I don't know if it's someone like Drydusk or another warrior, or one of the FireClanners... Flameshade told me the father of her kits is Pinestep, so... We know the father of her kits, but I'm worried for Ravenfeather; what if it's a cat from another clan, or a loner or a kittypet or a rogue?! I know queen's have the right to keep the identity of the kits father a secret... But she can't keep it a secret forever..." Crowstorm sighed again. "I mean, for StarClan's sake Shadestar! She was pregnant before she was even a warrior!" He wailed a little, looking over at his den, where he thought his two sisters were. "She's a mousebrain sometimes... I don't know why she can't tell me; I am her brother." He sighed. "Sometimes I even think she doesn't think I'm her brother, but just the medicine cat..." Crowstorm stared at the floor again. "I'm just worried it's one of FireClan she's mated with... Be it wanted or not."

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[Shadewing]

[atrb=border,0,true][cs=7][bg=171717] the count;; 150 the cat;; Shadestar the involved;; Crowstorm the notes;; ... and brightpaw died at birth, did she? Shadestar closed his eyes after Crowstorm finished telling him about Flameshade. He blinked a few times, and then meowed quietly: "Yes, both of them were too early. Ravenfeather as an apprentice, and Flameshade, just recently, so you say. Ravenfeather, even I know, not as a medicine cat, her kits should be due soon. I've forced her to stay in the nursery. I'm praying that they'll come out okay, " Shadestar sighed, sitting down. "Crowstorm, when we're discussing matters like this, the best choice would to be to move to my den for privacy of the cats, and so that they don't know what we're discussing. Follow me." Shadestar started his way into his den, where Nightkit was buried beneath many tail-lengths of dirt. Nightkit.. I need to speak with StarClan... I'll come see you soon, and ask for your friend's guidance, okay?

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