ThunderClan Warriors' Den

[RoboPrism]

Originally Posted by Jayvines

~ Lioncrest ~

At least one of the two she-cats had some proper etiquette. However, that was all he would grant them. Fluffy tail flicking over to settle protectively around his son as he moved to sit by his side, Lioncrest bristled at the eye-roll sent his way by Moontail. The edges of his mouth ticked upwards, indicative of the beginnings of a snarl but visibly held back so as not to scare his kit.

"I do not doubt the honorable qualities of my children," the large tom rumbled, voice directed at Sunglow but amber gaze still fixed on Moontail as he spoke. This queen seemed to radiate displeasure and discontent; the sneering tone she took with him rubbed him completely the wrong way, and Sunglow seemed to be making brazen attempts to change the direction of their previous conversation. "Which is much more than I can say for the pair of you. We are warriors. All apprentices in the clans are working towards that role, and whatever misfortune befalls them lies solely on the shoulders of their mentors and leader. "

"Dawnstar is responsible for the decisions of her clan, Bumblestar enforced Thunderclan's boundaries and the ultimatum she delivered at the last Gathering. Do you simply choose to remain ignorant in the code that we follow, or do you believe that twisting it's meaning will grant you sway when it comes to educating the next generation?"

Lioncrest gave both she-cats a fiery look that screamed a challenge to dig this hole deeper, before softening his gaze and dipping his head down to his son.

"Occasionally Bumblestar must make difficult decisions to protect our clan," he hummed, tail curling tighter around Elkkit's smaller form. "Life in the forest can be unforgiving, however proper training and adherence to the code will shape you into a warrior Thunderclan will be proud of."

[ @dino. @RoboPrism @Shellwhisker ]

Originally Posted by Shellwhisker

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@dino.
@RoboPrism

Sunglow
ThunderClan Warrior - 33 Moons

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At Lioncrest's words, a low growl began to rumble in the golden she-cat's throat.

A fierce, hot fire began to blaze in Sunglow's amber eyes.

The ThunderClan warrior rose to her paws, digging her claws into the moss nest beneath her to keep herself from springing at her fellow golden Clanmate.

''I'm not going to get into yet another fight,'' She meowed, her voice coldly polite as the golden molly gave a whisk of her tail.

''I don't need more pressure added onto my shoulders, Lioncrest, and you know that.''

This was a true statement. Sunglow had a hate for Bumblestar. An extreme hate.

If Bumblestar, Mudhound, Redhawk, and Lioncrest all wanted a battle, then a war is what they'd get.

Sunglow glanced at Moontail, her eyes narrowing slightly. Tail tip twitching irritably, the golden warrior shot Lioncrest a glare before slipping out into the clearing.

ThunderClan doesn't know what they're up for, Sunglow though, a blood-curling sneer crossing her maw as she exited the den.

(Uh oh, seems like Sunglow's gone treacherous! I do think this would be good for her, though. It gives Sunny more development as a character. Also, Jay, Lion and Sun are literal twins. They are both golden cats with amber eyes lol)

Moontail flicked her tail, seeing her friend leave in a radiating fury. She didn't want to linger around this Lioncrest any longer either.
"You're a father aren't you?" She glanced at Elkkit, passion burning in her chest.
With a soft tone she finally cracked open a sliver of her idea to Lioncrest. "I'm not saying that we should all go rogue, but how can you stand such a code that allows death to your kits for correctable mistakes?"

Slipping out the den after Sunglow, Moontail felt a weight off of her chest.
She was finally able to tell and hint to other cats. She could finally start trying to save them all.

[Littlesun0112]

@RoboPrism (feel free to wake them up however you’d like)

Riversong snoozed softly as they dreamed of witnessing Finchpaw’s warrior ceremony one day.

[RoboPrism]

Moontail snuck into the Warrior's Den, undisturbed by the glances and glares she recieved.
"Riversong? Is your rump in here? Finchpaw just ran off with the raid group. I was unsure if you wanted them going alone." Her usually sly voice was instead soft, tinted with worry.

After being rejected so harshly, she doubted she could let it slip that she knew RiverClan's situation without being executed. If only things could have gone differently. Sunglow's fresh body was burned into her mind. If this useless conflict would lead to the death of an unsupervised apprentice, she would undoubtfully have to use the opportunity. If that did happen however, would it not prove her view on things all the more? Divided, the clans were scared of each other. Understandable, to a point, she supposed. Yet there was going to be blood for a frivolous cause.

The queen was not going to have her kits thrown into such battles.
@Littlesun0112

[Littlesun0112]

@RoboPrism

Riversong awoke with a start, worries that Moontail was going to try something. However, they laughed when they heard Moontail’s words. “Finchpaw? I think you’ve convinced him with someone else. He told me he wouldn’t go. Actually, speaking of Finchpaw, I should probably take him on a little hunting outing, brush up his skills, you know?” Riversong rose to their feet and padded away in search of Finchpaw. Moments later, they came charging back and slammed Moontail to the ground. “Where are they?! How long has it been since they left?! How do you know this?!” Oh by StarClan please be safe, Finchpaw. Finchpaw’s last expression towards them flashed in their head, over and over again.

[RoboPrism]

Originally Posted by Littlesun0112

@RoboPrism

Riversong awoke with a start, worries that Moontail was going to try something. However, they laughed when they heard Moontail’s words. “Finchpaw? I think you’ve convinced him with someone else. He told me he wouldn’t go. Actually, speaking of Finchpaw, I should probably take him on a little hunting outing, brush up his skills, you know?” Riversong rose to their feet and padded away in search of Finchpaw. Moments later, they came charging back and slammed Moontail to the ground. “Where are they?! How long has it been since they left?! How do you know this?!” Oh by StarClan please be safe, Finchpaw. Finchpaw’s last expression towards them flashed in their head, over and over again.

"I can't be sure-, whenever the raid party left-, now get off me!" She spat. She flicked her tail. "See? If you all had stopped for a moment to think and talk instead, maybe this clan business wouldn't have happened." She narrowed her eyes onto Riversong's.
"Who's to blame if that cat dies? An unsuspecting RiverClan? The apprentice? Or the one who thought it was such a bright idea? Or maybe even the system that poor soul grew up believing in?"

[Littlesun0112]

@RoboPrism (end)

Riversong tore out of camp.

[Silver_Pelt]

GoledenFur walked in cautiously not sure what to expect but soon she relaxed it so cozy in here she settled down in a nest and took a nap

[Silver_Pelt]

GoldenFur stretched awake and headed out of the den

[Silver_Pelt]

GoldenFur Walked in to the Warriors den looking tired out went to the back of the den and settled down into one of the nest and fell asleep

[SpiritedWarrior]

Crowpaw
Purrks: Heightened Perception and Agatha Kitty
@SuspiciousMindz
//I apologize in advance for Crow's attitude!\\

The morning after his dream with the RiverClanner, Sweetsong was her name, Crowpaw felt a little better than he had in the moons since everyone in his family went missing or died. He didn't entirely know whether he should visit Quailfur's gravesite, but he knew he wanted to visit Quietpaw's. Perhaps he would decide on the way? It was an idea, but he most likely wouldn't go to his mother's grave. He didn't have much of a relationship with her after he became an apprentice, so he didn't have as good of a connection as many of his denmates probably had with their mothers.

The most unfortunate, but highly understandable rules, for an apprentice was the inability to go out of camp when they pleased. There always had to be an escort. And for Crowpaw? He did not want to drag one of the warriors out when Quietpaw was wronged by the whole of ThunderClan just like he was. I can set a ground rule then. I'm the one asking to go, I'm the one visiting my sister's grave. It's only fair, right?

There was a chance the young tom would get in trouble for setting a ground rule when he was a rank below all the warriors, and he cared a slight bit, but he didn't want anyone to be over his shoulder when he was going to have a one-sided conversation with his sister.

"Sparrowpelt." he approached the warrior with a stern gaze, though his eyes were partly pleading. "I have to go to my sister's grave... pay my respects and all, like I've been doing. It's your turn to take me."

He looked out at the camp entrance for a split second before continuing to talk. "I've got one rule: don't hang over my shoulder the whole time. I know you're not stupid, so as long as you respect my boundaries, everything's fine between us. And, yes, I know you're a warrior and I'm an apprentice, but considering I'm the only one in this damn Clan who ever cared about my sister, I feel it's only fair I ask you to follow that rule."