ThunderClan Warriors' Den

[Desert Rain Frog]

SilverStorm's Tall, Thin Ears Swivel Around, Listening To Cats Talking, Before Bounding Off Without A Word...... Towards The Nersery.

[Swiftheart <3]

Originally Posted by Desert Rain Frog

SilverStorm's Tall, Thin Ears Swivel Around, Listening To Cats Talking, Before Bounding Off Without A Word...... Towards The Nersery.

Swiftheart watched Silverstorm, and then padded over to Flamemoon. “Have you heard anything going on?” Swiftheart asked. “There’s a kit in the nursery who may be dying.” Flamemoon whispered. “Oh dear lord!” Swiftheart exclaimed. She glanced over at Moonshine and Sparkfire, who were purring and chatting. “The poor mother must be worried sick…” Swiftheart mummered emphatically.

[Desert Rain Frog]

SilverStorm Crawled Into The Den, Head Hung Low. "This Might Be The Last Time I Sleep In This Den......" He Mewed, Throwing Himself Onto His Normal Nest And Closing His Eyes. With No Queen In The Nersery To Watch His Son...... He Might Have To Move Into There Until He Had His Apprentice Ceremony. He Only Thought Of SilverKit And How He Had No Warmth With The Cold Air At Night, Yes He Had Long Fur Like His Father But It Stood Out, Not A Bent Hair! SilverStorm Shuffled A Bit And Fell Asleep.

[fawnbloom83]

Streamblaze woke with a horrible barking cough, he had lose of breath and he knew the other warriors were staring at him while he was coughing.
Streamblaze thought he only had Whitecough but that Whitecough, seemed to turn to Greencough..

Streamblaze padded out of the warriors den with his tail trailing behind him, he felt the burn of stares on his pelt but he continued to walk through the clearing to the medicine den.
"Drizzlecloud?" Streamblaze called into the den

[Desert Rain Frog]

SilverStorm Awoke, His Head Lifted Up Slowly. "Better Go Talk To BumbleStar.... About Me Having To Stay iN The Nersery For SilverKit." He Mewed, Padding Off.

[liaWACA]

( First time rping in here!!! )

The black she-cat's side rose and fell as she slept, her white paws were covering her face.

[LunaStar22]

Spring tear would walk out of the den after being able to sleep in the den for the first time in a while since she had been stuck in the nursery for a while with Jaykit and Tigerkit whining for food all the time.
Goldendawn had went out of the way to sleep in there for a week so Springtear could catch up on some sleep.

"Ugh That sleep was the best I had all month".Springtear said.
She would see Goldendawn walking out of the nursery
"Good for you hon I had the worst sleep ever".GoldenDawn said.

They would walk out as they knew that the kits were asleep for a while

"lets go get some before I have to go on mom duty".Springtear said.
"OK SOUNDS GOOD".Goldendawn said.

They would get there prey and split ways.
"See ya later Babe".Springtear said.

"UGH now I gotta go feed the kits".Springtear Growned.

[Cobra]

robinheart flicked her tail, walking into the den. she took a deep breath and then curled up for a short nap.

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[Tecumori]

Sharpclaw
TC | Warrior | He/Him | 16m
Agatha Kitty

Sharpclaw slumped further into his nest, breath heavy and ragged. His shoulder wound had grown just a little more infected each day. Looked like sleeping it off wasn't going to work.

(lol by the time he gets to the med den he is gonna be sooo sick and infected :P @Omari )

[Omari]

Drizzlecloud
Thunderclan
She/her

Drizzlecloud was out to do check-ups again. At this point it felt like she only ever left her den when she had to send out patrols or when she wanted to check-in on her clanmates, just in case some of them never came to see her with their ailments. Initially she had been heading to the nursery, and then she would be going to the elders den–she paused just outside of the warriors den when she smelled… Oh, yikes, was that the smell of infection?

For the moment, her goal had changed, and instead of trotting her way across camp, she ducked into the mouth of the warriors den. The first thing she saw was the familiar pelt of Sharpclaw–and upon further inspection, she noted the nasty shoulder wound that he sported.

“Sharpclaw,” Usually, she would have begun scolding the tom right off the bat–like she did with Foxstep when he had been in rough shape and hadn’t lugged himself to her den. This was different, though. Sharpclaw was a grown warrior, sure, but she couldn’t help but be gentle with him.

“No amount of sleep is going to treat your wounds, you know.” Her words were accompanied by a flick on his head with her tail-tip–a semi playfull action as well as an attention grabber just in case he was in a deep sleep.

[ silly silly guy @Tecumori ]