MarshClan Main RP

Hacklefrost gasped. "Honeyfrost! It's... it's Horseflower. She had her kits, but she didn't make it."

"No! Horseflower!" Honeyfrost collapsed into sobs by her sister's body.

((Ya know they're H, H and H (Hackle, Horse and Honey).))

(Their parents are Heronstar and Heatherfrost. Heron+Heather=Hackle,Honey,Horse)

((Lol))

(Should we get all the clans to a point where there isn't much else to do and then do a small timeskip? Like up to the point the clans have recovered from the shock and Beekit, Minnowkit, and thingkit are becoming 'paws?)

((Okay))

Heronstar bounded up onto the [thing that MarshClan cats gather aroud?] and adressed the cats waiting below him. "Foxdapple, are you staying here with Minnowberry, or are you able to attend the gathering tonight?"
Goldstrike sat below Heronstar. "Minnowberry? Is he okay?"
"He had a fever. Hollyflight, Grayflight, Goldstrike, Heatherheart, Duststorm, Suncloud, Nightwing, Wishpaw, Sappaw, Bluepaw, and Spiderpaw, follow me. We are leaving for the gathering." He said bluntly, striding down to lead the gathering patrol.

"I'll stay, Smokeypaw can go in my place," Foxdapple dipped her head to Heronstar and padded back into her den to find some borage leaves.

Heronstar led his patrol out of camp in silence. Heatherheart came by his side. "Cheer up a little, wont you?" She said affectionately. Heronstar replied with a grunt. "I'm just tired that's all." He glanced backwards. "Hollyflight!" He called his deputy.

"Yes Heronstar?" Hollyleaf ran to her leader's side.

"Watch Applestar. If he does anything out of the ordinary, I want you to report it to me when we get back. Got it? In fact, register every cat he sets eye on. I know it's a tough job but I'm only looking out for the clan, and you have a quick eye, Hollyflight, I trust you." He didn't expect the she-cat to understand, but he needed as many eyes on that cat as possible.

"Of course," Hollystripe blinked in confusion, it might be a strange request but she'd do anything to help her clan.

Heronstar led the clan into the abandoned two-leg place where MoorClan and RainClan already sat.

Rainpaw we lucky there was a garlic patch nearby. It would hopefully cover her scent. Just to be sure, she rolled in some of the flowers, wrinkling her nose at the profound stench.
She heard Scorchpaw call out to her, and cringed at the idea of having to face her sister and tell her the truth. Would she be supportive of Rainpaw or beat the idea out of her?

Scorchpaw followed her sister's scent to a patch of garlic where she lost it. "I should've known," she muttered and followed the scent of garlic (while wrinkling her nose).

Hacklefrost, who couldn't sleep, had gotten out of her nest for a midnight hunt. She had caught a pigeon and a flamingo and a Zebra and don't forget the snuffleuffagus, and she was ready to go back to camp when she heard running footsteps and the profound scent of Garlic.
Rainpaw nearly yowled when she collided with the MarshClan she-cat and leapt back in alarm. "Dot hurt me!" she gasped, suddenly wanting her sister.

"Rainpaw! Where are you?" Scorchpaw called, still following the garlic scent. "Please come back!"

((Nice catch..?))

"First, give me a good reason for you to be in my territory?" Hacklefrost hissed.
Rainpaw stuttered, and then heard a distant call.
Hacklefrost growled. "And who might that be, also out of place?"
Rainpaw turned back to Hacklefrost. "I'm so sorry. I ran off from the gathering, and I hadnt realized we had left the territory. Please just let us go and we'll leave!"
No way, thought Hacklefrost, this is too much fun. "Likely story. First, get your friend over here so we can deal with this properly.
Rainpaw's ears dropped. "Scorchpaw I'm over here!"

Scrorchpaw heard Rainpaw's familiar call on the breeze and followed the sound. When she burst through a clumps of reeds she spotted her sister. "There you are Rainp- ah!" she jumped as she spotted Hacklefrost.

Hacklefrost rolled her eyes. "You'd think if you were tresspassing on another
clan's territory, you'd atleast TRY to be quiet!"
Rainpaw closed her eyes, wishing this would end.

"I'm sorry, we were at the gathering, but..." Scorchpaw glanced at her sister and then back towards the gathering. She could hear yowling. "What do you think is happenning?"

"Let's.... go check it out." Said Rainpaw swishing around, dragging her sister with her. "Let's get out of here while we still can!" she hissed quieltly.

"Uhh.. Yeah good idea!" Scorchpaw spun on her paws and dashed after her sister.

Heronstar led his clan through the territory and heard footsteps in the forest heading toward the clan as they headed back to camp. He had expected to scent his own clan-mates as they went for a midnight hunt. But instead he caught the scent of Garlic. In his mind, he saw giant garlics with legs running toward them. He stiffened, realising how that was impossible and it must've been an intruder disguising their scent...