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art by sIimekid
writing by 3Dkind
This is the second important starting event for thereddove ! Again, it isn't known by cats other than Redpaw and Rowanstar, but soon they will be able to react to Redpaw's plan.

Harsh amber eyes glared down at the red-soaked dove, before meeting a lighter, more hopeful amber gaze.
"What do you want me to do with this?" The brown, tabby-tom meowed gently. Redpaw blinked, before standing and stepping forward.
"I-I'm sure it's an omen, Rowanstar, it-it just dropped out of the sky! I didn't do that to it, I found it like that! What could hurt it like this?! W-we need to go tell DoveClan, o-or something!" Rowanstar raised an eyebrow, staring at the apprentice disbelievingly. "...Uh-huh." He hummed blankly. "You don't believe me." Redpaw growled.
"Son, if it's an omen, then surely DoveClan saw it as well, yes? Why didn't you wait to see if anyone else would come and pick it up?"
"It was in our territory! You're saying you'd wait for the only enemy clan to come into our home and take a dove?! None of them would do that!"
"Redpaw."
The calico was obviously getting heated; his fur was bristling, his pupils were pinpricks. "It's an omen, a bad one, and we need to tell them! It could be catastrophic! Would you want an entire clan to just die off?!"
"Redpaw!" The apprentice immediately shrunk back into a submissive position, peering up at the leader apprehensively.
Rowanstar huffed through his nose, his eyes shut tightly. "If it is an omen," he repeated slowly, "DoveClan would know about it. They're a smart group; if they weren't, they wouldn't've lasted this long. You shouldn't worry, kiddo, you're an apprentice. You should be worrying about the elders' ticks, not terrible, clan-wide epidemics."
"But Dad--"
"Redpaw. I'm sorry, but I don't want to continue this discussion. No one is going to DoveClan."
Redpaw' maw gaped open, opening and closing repeatedly, before the tom snarled and stomped out of the den, scraping up dirt.
As he stormed out, he heard Rowanstar sigh, "Kids." and a thump as the tom thudded back down into his nest.
Redpaw was going to DoveClan.
He was going, whether Rowanstar liked it or not. He just needed to figure out how...

Description

art by sIimekid
writing by 3Dkind
This is the second important starting event for thereddove ! Again, it isn't known by cats other than Redpaw and Rowanstar, but soon they will be able to react to Redpaw's plan.

Harsh amber eyes glared down at the red-soaked dove, before meeting a lighter, more hopeful amber gaze.
"What do you want me to do with this?" The brown, tabby-tom meowed gently. Redpaw blinked, before standing and stepping forward.
"I-I'm sure it's an omen, Rowanstar, it-it just dropped out of the sky! I didn't do that to it, I found it like that! What could hurt it like this?! W-we need to go tell DoveClan, o-or something!" Rowanstar raised an eyebrow, staring at the apprentice disbelievingly. "...Uh-huh." He hummed blankly. "You don't believe me." Redpaw growled.
"Son, if it's an omen, then surely DoveClan saw it as well, yes? Why didn't you wait to see if anyone else would come and pick it up?"
"It was in our territory! You're saying you'd wait for the only enemy clan to come into our home and take a dove?! None of them would do that!"
"Redpaw."
The calico was obviously getting heated; his fur was bristling, his pupils were pinpricks. "It's an omen, a bad one, and we need to tell them! It could be catastrophic! Would you want an entire clan to just die off?!"
"Redpaw!" The apprentice immediately shrunk back into a submissive position, peering up at the leader apprehensively.
Rowanstar huffed through his nose, his eyes shut tightly. "If it is an omen," he repeated slowly, "DoveClan would know about it. They're a smart group; if they weren't, they wouldn't've lasted this long. You shouldn't worry, kiddo, you're an apprentice. You should be worrying about the elders' ticks, not terrible, clan-wide epidemics."
"But Dad--"
"Redpaw. I'm sorry, but I don't want to continue this discussion. No one is going to DoveClan."
Redpaw' maw gaped open, opening and closing repeatedly, before the tom snarled and stomped out of the den, scraping up dirt.
As he stormed out, he heard Rowanstar sigh, "Kids." and a thump as the tom thudded back down into his nest.
Redpaw was going to DoveClan.
He was going, whether Rowanstar liked it or not. He just needed to figure out how...