ThunderClan Clearing

[iliri]

• Springpaw •
long-furred, oriental-shaped, gray-and-orange calico molly with blue eyes, torn right ear
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Wait… his body was half-eaten? Springpaw’s gut clenched tightly as her throat immediately began to clench itself from the sheer horrific thought. Why would a cat eat another cat? That’s… that’s just wrong! She could’ve swore that she felt warm, salty tears from at the corner of her eyes from the thought, a paw raising as it covered against her mouth to keep away to horrific stench of blood. Her ears didn’t only take in that bit of information though, as her fear-drenched eyes quickly darted towards the next cat that approached the matter. She could’ve swore her heart sank when she saw the she-cat glaring suspiciously at Dovefluff. Words fought themselves up her throat to defend the blood-sodden molly, yet she couldn’t bring herself to do it. Pity and shame coursed throughout the small calico as she glanced guiltily at Dovefluff. I’m sorry, Ms. Dove, I wanna help but…

Her thoughts were quickly dissolved as soon as she heard Hazelpaw screech, Springpaw’s quickly whipping around to face the distressed molly. A frown grew apparent on the calico’s face, and she opened her jaws to speak, only to suddenly shut them once Cracklepaw began running his little mouth. Her lips quickly curled into a small scowl as Cracklepaw started to ask both merely unnecessary and uncomfortable questions. She hoped she wasn’t the only one that thought that the weird furball was both somewhat annoying and arrogant. It was almost like he was trying to get himself in trouble, as it seemed to the pastel calico. Her ears then angled themselves towards another voice that spoke, Mothdapple, she assumed, as the feline began to speak about why a ShadowClan warrior was here. Springpaw felt her irritation start to bubble in her chest, the young seven moon old molly quickly forcefully speaking up. She was tired of Dovefluff being looked at like she committed this heinous crime.

“Dovefluff didn’t do this,” Springpaw spoke up, glancing sideways towards Mothdapple and anybody else that decided to start accusing Dovefluff, “I don’t know Dovefluff much, but I know that she wouldn’t do this to an innocent cat. Especially one of her own clan-mates.” A blue eye flickered in the gray felines direction, hoping it would be enough for her to not be accused so much by them. Within her very soul and mind, Springpaw knew that Dovefluff wouldn’t do such a thing to cats or to even her own clan-mates. However, the back of her mind screeched at her for making an accusation, as it felt foolish to make. Yet, Springpaw knew deep down that Dovefluff wasn’t the type of cat to do anything like this at all. With that being said, began to quickly follow after the molly after she spoke, head tucked low as she approached her side. She remained silent though, but she mentally awaited a response from the queen as she followed closely alongside her.

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@jupiter @dragonwind @dino. @lio @Lillian @Leafí @Radetzky

[hermeswind]

Originally Posted by ares

• Springpaw •
long-furred, oriental-shaped, gray-and-orange calico molly with blue eyes, torn right ear
_________________________________________________

Wait… his body was half-eaten? Springpaw’s gut clenched tightly as her throat immediately began to clench itself from the sheer horrific thought. Why would a cat eat another cat? That’s… that’s just wrong! She could’ve swore that she felt warm, salty tears from at the corner of her eyes from the thought, a paw raising as it covered against her mouth to keep away to horrific stench of blood. Her ears didn’t only take in that bit of information though, as her fear-drenched eyes quickly darted towards the next cat that approached the matter. She could’ve swore her heart sank when she saw the she-cat glaring suspiciously at Dovefluff. Words fought themselves up her throat to defend the blood-sodden molly, yet she couldn’t bring herself to do it. Pity and shame coursed throughout the small calico as she glanced guiltily at Dovefluff. I’m sorry, Ms. Dove, I wanna help but…

Her thoughts were quickly dissolved as soon as she heard Hazelpaw screech, Springpaw’s quickly whipping around to face the distressed molly. A frown grew apparent on the calico’s face, and she opened her jaws to speak, only to suddenly shut them once Cracklepaw began running his little mouth. Her lips quickly curled into a small scowl as Cracklepaw started to ask both merely unnecessary and uncomfortable questions. She hoped she wasn’t the only one that thought that the weird furball was both somewhat annoying and arrogant. It was almost like he was trying to get himself in trouble, as it seemed to the pastel calico. Her ears then angled themselves towards another voice that spoke, Mothdapple, she assumed, as the feline began to speak about why a ShadowClan warrior was here. Springpaw felt her irritation start to bubble in her chest, the young seven moon old molly quickly forcefully speaking up. She was tired of Dovefluff being looked at like she committed this heinous crime.

“Dovefluff didn’t do this,” Springpaw spoke up, glancing sideways towards Mothdapple and anybody else that decided to start accusing Dovefluff, “I don’t know Dovefluff much, but I know that she wouldn’t do this to an innocent cat. Especially one of her own clan-mates.” A blue eye flickered in the gray felines direction, hoping it would be enough for her to not be accused so much by them. Within her very soul and mind, Springpaw knew that Dovefluff wouldn’t do such a thing to cats or to even her own clan-mates. However, the back of her mind screeched at her for making an accusation, as it felt foolish to make. Yet, Springpaw knew deep down that Dovefluff wasn’t the type of cat to do anything like this at all. With that being said, began to quickly follow after the molly after she spoke, head tucked low as she approached her side. She remained silent though, but she mentally awaited a response from the queen as she followed closely alongside her.

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@jupiter @dragonwind @dino. @lio @Lillian @Leafí @Radetzky

Staring at the body, she realizes she's made a mistake, it wasn't dovefluff at all.

[Pitou]

 

Originally Posted by dino.

Bumblestar's ears twitched as she watched the warrior in front of her run through the explanation. It matched up with the lack of blood, the location they had been at. She'd have to take this to Twilightstar and Fallownose—just one more starsforsaken headache coming her way.

A portion of the explanation sort of reminded her of Violetfreckle and herself... but she and Violetfreckle were different. Violetfreckle was nothing but a fishy nuisance, not some secret sweetheart she longed to meet up with in the middle of the night, or whatever the hell was going on here. Her ears twitched with blatant disappointment and thinly veiled anger. "Your carelessness puts this partially on you," she said flatly. "Give me the name of the WindClanner you'd met up with."

**Petalflight**

The she-cat held the leader's stare, noting the anger but giving it little consideration. There was no point in speculating where this was going or what the future held for her, the course was set and it'd be what it would be. She had choices that could potentially change what would be but it was only a possibility and she was still under the curse of caring about one more cat. She still wasn't sure she knew what loyalty was or what it looked like but she knew that she didn't need anybody else around her being brought down by this. Blackfir was already dead and she had been caught at the scene. Maybe it was naïve to believe she had any power in keeping everybody else out of this but at least it wouldn't be coming from her mouth. "I cannot do that. I am sure you understand why." Petalflilght glanced pointedly back at the warrior that had escorted her back to camp, Gentledoe, as she was now focusing on carrying out Bumblestar's direction.

[dino.]

 

Originally Posted by Ravensong

 

**Petalflight**

The she-cat held the leader's stare, noting the anger but giving it little consideration. There was no point in speculating where this was going or what the future held for her, the course was set and it'd be what it would be. She had choices that could potentially change what would be but it was only a possibility and she was still under the curse of caring about one more cat. She still wasn't sure she knew what loyalty was or what it looked like but she knew that she didn't need anybody else around her being brought down by this. Blackfir was already dead and she had been caught at the scene. Maybe it was naïve to believe she had any power in keeping everybody else out of this but at least it wouldn't be coming from her mouth. "I cannot do that. I am sure you understand why." Petalflilght glanced pointedly back at the warrior that had escorted her back to camp, Gentledoe, as she was now focusing on carrying out Bumblestar's direction.

She ran her tongue over her lips as renewed suspicion made her fur prickle again. The lack of blood and injury was one thing, but to deny vital information was entirely another. She also really didn't like the look Petalflight threw Gentledoe's way. The hell did that even mean??

"I don't think I do, actually," She didn't bother to hid the growing skepticism in her tone. "But I'm sure you understand how your refusal to cooperate with me on this makes you look. Goin' out to meet a WindClanner, who then kills Blackfir, who you then refuse to name after being caught red-pawed with his body? It's not good.

"I'm givin' you one last opportunity here. Give me the name so I can handle 'em, or feel free to walk yourself out of my territory and never come back."

[ bumblestar is offering petalflight one more chance to reveal the name! refusal to do so on her part will result in bumblestar exiling her from tc. ]

[Radetzky]

Originally Posted by ares

• Springpaw •
long-furred, oriental-shaped, gray-and-orange calico molly with blue eyes, torn right ear
_________________________________________________

Wait… his body was half-eaten? Springpaw’s gut clenched tightly as her throat immediately began to clench itself from the sheer horrific thought. Why would a cat eat another cat? That’s… that’s just wrong! She could’ve swore that she felt warm, salty tears from at the corner of her eyes from the thought, a paw raising as it covered against her mouth to keep away to horrific stench of blood. Her ears didn’t only take in that bit of information though, as her fear-drenched eyes quickly darted towards the next cat that approached the matter. She could’ve swore her heart sank when she saw the she-cat glaring suspiciously at Dovefluff. Words fought themselves up her throat to defend the blood-sodden molly, yet she couldn’t bring herself to do it. Pity and shame coursed throughout the small calico as she glanced guiltily at Dovefluff. I’m sorry, Ms. Dove, I wanna help but…

Her thoughts were quickly dissolved as soon as she heard Hazelpaw screech, Springpaw’s quickly whipping around to face the distressed molly. A frown grew apparent on the calico’s face, and she opened her jaws to speak, only to suddenly shut them once Cracklepaw began running his little mouth. Her lips quickly curled into a small scowl as Cracklepaw started to ask both merely unnecessary and uncomfortable questions. She hoped she wasn’t the only one that thought that the weird furball was both somewhat annoying and arrogant. It was almost like he was trying to get himself in trouble, as it seemed to the pastel calico. Her ears then angled themselves towards another voice that spoke, Mothdapple, she assumed, as the feline began to speak about why a ShadowClan warrior was here. Springpaw felt her irritation start to bubble in her chest, the young seven moon old molly quickly forcefully speaking up. She was tired of Dovefluff being looked at like she committed this heinous crime.

“Dovefluff didn’t do this,” Springpaw spoke up, glancing sideways towards Mothdapple and anybody else that decided to start accusing Dovefluff, “I don’t know Dovefluff much, but I know that she wouldn’t do this to an innocent cat. Especially one of her own clan-mates.” A blue eye flickered in the gray felines direction, hoping it would be enough for her to not be accused so much by them. Within her very soul and mind, Springpaw knew that Dovefluff wouldn’t do such a thing to cats or to even her own clan-mates. However, the back of her mind screeched at her for making an accusation, as it felt foolish to make. Yet, Springpaw knew deep down that Dovefluff wasn’t the type of cat to do anything like this at all. With that being said, began to quickly follow after the molly after she spoke, head tucked low as she approached her side. She remained silent though, but she mentally awaited a response from the queen as she followed closely alongside her.

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@jupiter @dragonwind @dino. @lio @Lillian @Leafí @Radetzky

Mothdapple

Mothdapple's eyes widened as she took a step backwards. "Oh.. no, no. I've never accused her of being responsible for this." She said reassuringly, a bit taken by surprise. She turned her gaze, slowly blinking towards the ShadowClan queen. Sure, the tortoisshell molly had been surprised to see her here, but she could never imagine her hurting anyone. Mothdapple couldn't imagine any clan cat who'd commit such a horrible crime, and to.. eat.. their victim too. She gagged a bit at the thought. No, she was certain this wasn't the work of Dovefluff. "Whoever did this couldn't have been a clan cat, I refuse to believe that. If anything my bet is on some bloodthirsty and very.. immoral rogue" The she-cat almost choked on her last words. There was something very wrong with this and the warrior felt a chill running down her spine as she imagined someone actually.. eating another cat. Mothdapple quickly tried getting herself together before offering a reassuring smile to Dovefluff. She knew it wasn't her.

[BEAR.]

Originally Posted by CreeperLover649

~~Sharpeye~~

Sharpeye watched Wolfkit sail through the air, aiming for his tail. He looked away and felt a sharp pain in his tail. He looked over at his tail. "Congratulations! You caught my tail!" The caretaker said happily.

Wolfkit's small form trembled with excitement as he finally managed to catch Sharpeye's tail in his tiny paws. His bright eyes gleamed with mischievous delight as he held on tightly, feeling the soft fur beneath his pads. He just couldn't resist the temptation to give the tail a little nibble.

With a mischievous grin, Wolfkit opened his tiny jaws, revealing sharp milk teeth, and gingerly reached to pressed them against the fur-covered appendage. He could feel the tail twitching beneath his grip, but he was determined to savor this victorious moment. With a little growl in his throat, he planned to give the tail a gentle tug and relish in the sensation.

[BEAR.]

Originally Posted by dino.

 

bumblebreak === >

Her expression turned apologetic. "Yeah, I know. Sorry again. If I find him before you do, I'll call you over instead."

She then glanced down at Wolfkit and wrinkled her nose, before hooking the feather with one claw and tugging it away. "Don't put that in your mouth," she chastised. "Good luck omen or not, you've no idea where it's been. Come on, you said you wanted to help me with my nest, right?"

Bumblebreak nudged him in the direction of the warriors' den as she picked up the rest of her materials and gave Hawkshade another grateful look. "See you around. Thanks again."

Wolfkit squeaked in protest when Bumblebreak plucked his feather away. Initially, he began to follow it, but Bumblebreak's nudging distracted him. "Help!" He chirped at her again, tail swishing in excitement as he bounded toward the warriors' den.

[bubble[error].]

Originally Posted by BEAR.

Wolfkit's small form trembled with excitement as he finally managed to catch Sharpeye's tail in his tiny paws. His bright eyes gleamed with mischievous delight as he held on tightly, feeling the soft fur beneath his pads. He just couldn't resist the temptation to give the tail a little nibble.

With a mischievous grin, Wolfkit opened his tiny jaws, revealing sharp milk teeth, and gingerly reached to pressed them against the fur-covered appendage. He could feel the tail twitching beneath his grip, but he was determined to savor this victorious moment. With a little growl in his throat, he planned to give the tail a gentle tug and relish in the sensation.

(Sorry for the short post I just got out of middle school for my life)

*Sharpeye gave Wolfkit a smile and let the kit nibble his tail, not feeling any pain*

[BEAR.]

Wolfkit didn't know who this Wolfie was, and his face scrunched in confusion when Lightningkit asked about a bush. "Get!" He squeaked at her in return, bobbing his head in the direction of Frogkit. "Sides." Flanking him seemed like the best option. Frogkit wasn't quite at the top of the nursery, but he was trying. He'd never see them coming. "Go!!!"

Keeping low to the ground, Wolfkit waved his tail to encourage them to follow. He stalked Frogkit, pausing only briefly as he bunched his legs in preparation for a pounce. When he was ready, he leaped at Frogkit.

[ @Kay~, @jupiter, @sol. ]

 

Originally Posted by Froggy

Frogkit
Open

When Frogkit Stumbled in, he looked around confused. This new camp looked surely Awful. It didn't look anything like the old camp he knew and loved.

He hated the idea of having to make a new nest All alone again. He didn't have any Parents, so he mostly did everything alone. Not that he was a weak little kit who needed Momi and Papi to come to save them. He was just fine doing everything by himself.

He wanted to do something fun. Something that would get his hopes up. Then, he realized something. What if he climbed to the top of the nursery? That seemed like a fun idea. "Hey everyone!" He yowled out to the small number of cats that filled the clearing. "Look at this!" He yelped, then began to scrape the edge of the nursery cave. Scraping to climb up and get on the top. He fell down a few times, but after a while, he managed to start to slide up. He wasn't anywhere near the top, and he knew it would take him work. But he would try.

[Pitou]

 

Originally Posted by dino.

She ran her tongue over her lips as renewed suspicion made her fur prickle again. The lack of blood and injury was one thing, but to deny vital information was entirely another. She also really didn't like the look Petalflight threw Gentledoe's way. The hell did that even mean??

"I don't think I do, actually," She didn't bother to hid the growing skepticism in her tone. "But I'm sure you understand how your refusal to cooperate with me on this makes you look. Goin' out to meet a WindClanner, who then kills Blackfir, who you then refuse to name after being caught red-pawed with his body? It's not good.

"I'm givin' you one last opportunity here. Give me the name so I can handle 'em, or feel free to walk yourself out of my territory and never come back."

[ bumblestar is offering petalflight one more chance to reveal the name! refusal to do so on her part will result in bumblestar exiling her from tc. ]

**Petalflight**

The breath Petalflight sucked in felt as though it could be her last, if not the last in her life it would surely be the last in this life, but it settled the resolve in her. Despite the unfortunate start to Bumblestar's leadership, this particular aspect of it putting Petalflight at the heart of the new leader's admittedly deserved harshness, Petalflight found that she was liking the new leader. Thrushstar had never made much of an impression on her, despite Blackfir's unceasing praise, but Bumblestar was beginning to make her see why some leaders are given the inherent respect. She wished things had been different because maybe she would've learned to find loyalty in Bumblestar's active and tough leadership of this clan so beloved by Blackfir.

As the leader's anger seemed to mount, Petalflight looked to the ground and dipped her head slightly, attempting to defuse the heated encounter. She wished no conflict with Bumbelstar or the clans and, frankly, she was exhausted, mentally, emotionally, physically. But she knew the position she found herself in. She had been the cause of the death of one of Thunderclan's loyal warriors, a place she could never have replaced even if she'd had a desire to. When Bumblestar offered her one more chance, another chance to out the Windclanner and, what? Escape personal punishment? At least escape exile or death, she figured. Petalflight found herself silently thanking the leader but knew she did not deserve the second chance, nor would she take it. The second option also felt like a mercy, to walk out of Thunderclan territory, to go back to her life before...to pretend like none of this ever happened. Delphic was surely still out there somewhere, she wasn't a cat that was easy to kill, even able to be killed as far as Petalflight knew, and she'd hold a deadly vengeance against her. And these moons in Thunderclan would haunt her, nothing would ever be the same again. She'd be striking out on her own, with nowhere to go, no protection, not even Blackfir to visit, nor could she see herself returning to Pignut, not after all of this. But she was still being given a chance. When she looked back up, her green eyes a flat mask, she simply shook her head. "Would you like me to travel with an escort until the edge of the territory?"