write/draw a scene about your clan's camp (497/200)
Wasp’s eyes widened as he entered the camp. It was almost disgusting walking on the ashy ground, but it gave him a sense of familiarity to the paths running through the twolegplace. Straight ahead, a tree taller than the others around it stood burnt and proud; its leaves had long since disappeared and its bare branches could be the stuff of nightmares in the right lighting. Wasp glanced up and saw a hole in the centre and deemed it to be a good place for a ruler to speak to their clan. He wondered if Crow had the same idea. As the thought of his friend passed into his head, a little black cat appeared in front of him, an almost sadistic smile on his face. “Crow?”
“Actually, it’s Crowfire now.” His voice, whilst being the same, had changed. There was an air of authority in his words, like a true ruler should have. Wasp mumbled a greeting, being quiet in an attempt to appear stronger and less scared than he really was, but Crowfire seemed to be happy he was here. “Let me show you around.” The two cats wandered around the camp as the ruler pointed out the most important locations. Their first stop was at the deputy’s den; a hollowed-out log. Antblaze snored from within, and neither cat dared to wake him up. Just slightly beyond lay a second, larger log, that Crowfire called his own. On the opposite side of camp were two logs parallel to each other, and though not hollow, an abundance of dried plants were placed over the top to make a tunnel. “I don’t know what sort of mother would want to stay here, but if they do, I think this will be the nursery.”
The journey around camp took them to another hollowed-out log, though this one was slightly smaller than the others Wasp had encountered. “For the sparks. The…apprentices? Young ones in training.” Crowfire explained. Nearby were another two logs, parallel, though the space between them was incredibly large compared to the nursery. The ruler explained that this was a space for the flames, the warriors, and that was the exact reason why it was so large; if everything went to plan, there would be more flames than anything else in the clan and would need more room to sleep. The flames’ den was the last stop and wrapped up the tour, but Wasp had a pressing question.
“Do you have a den for a healer?” Without hesitation, Crowfire shook his head.
“Not technically. They will live out of camp, at Fire’s Cavern. It’s where we can connect with FireClan, so naturally the healer should be where they are closest, right?” Wasp nodded at the answer. It made sense to him, but what if there was a problem in camp? How far was the cavern? But he didn’t dare ask too many questions in fear that Crowfire would have his head. Maybe one day, but not today.
“Actually, it’s Crowfire now.” His voice, whilst being the same, had changed. There was an air of authority in his words, like a true ruler should have. Wasp mumbled a greeting, being quiet in an attempt to appear stronger and less scared than he really was, but Crowfire seemed to be happy he was here. “Let me show you around.” The two cats wandered around the camp as the ruler pointed out the most important locations. Their first stop was at the deputy’s den; a hollowed-out log. Antblaze snored from within, and neither cat dared to wake him up. Just slightly beyond lay a second, larger log, that Crowfire called his own. On the opposite side of camp were two logs parallel to each other, and though not hollow, an abundance of dried plants were placed over the top to make a tunnel. “I don’t know what sort of mother would want to stay here, but if they do, I think this will be the nursery.”
The journey around camp took them to another hollowed-out log, though this one was slightly smaller than the others Wasp had encountered. “For the sparks. The…apprentices? Young ones in training.” Crowfire explained. Nearby were another two logs, parallel, though the space between them was incredibly large compared to the nursery. The ruler explained that this was a space for the flames, the warriors, and that was the exact reason why it was so large; if everything went to plan, there would be more flames than anything else in the clan and would need more room to sleep. The flames’ den was the last stop and wrapped up the tour, but Wasp had a pressing question.
“Do you have a den for a healer?” Without hesitation, Crowfire shook his head.
“Not technically. They will live out of camp, at Fire’s Cavern. It’s where we can connect with FireClan, so naturally the healer should be where they are closest, right?” Wasp nodded at the answer. It made sense to him, but what if there was a problem in camp? How far was the cavern? But he didn’t dare ask too many questions in fear that Crowfire would have his head. Maybe one day, but not today.
describe your leader and deputy's reputation (132/100)
Crowfire and Antblaze are fairly close cats but are both still very distant from one another. It isn’t in CrowClan nature to be very kind and friendly to other cats so neither are exactly outspoken about how they feel towards the other. Crowfire especially has a great appreciation for his second for believing him about the idea of a clan and tends to put a lot of trust in letting Antblaze have control of issues in camp. Likewise, Antblaze deeply respects Crowfire for his ability to leave behind the streets and take on the responsibility of being a clan ruler, even if he doesn’t really know what he’s doing most of the time. Overall, the two cats have a positive relationship with probably a few too many unspoken words to be healthy.
describe your clan's reputation (108/50)