ThunderClan: Life Before 2020's Fire

[Leaf]

@Grimshadow ) "Yes floofy." The black and white spotted tom picked up a small mouse and went back to where they'd been. He wasn't too hungry but figured he should eat something since he hadn't already. He settled down and took a bite of the mouse.

[fresh]

Forestflower padded into the clearing, her eyes tired. After a good rest, she was finally ready to hunt.
Without talking to anyone, she hurried out of the camp.

[Grimshadow]

( @Leaf )

Right after sitting, Stormspirit practically inhaled the thrush in seconds. "I didn't know I was so hungry," she sighed contently, her hunger sated somewhat. Afterwards, she dug a hole for the remains and buried them up. "How's the mouse?" she inquired.

[Leaf]

@Grimshadow ) "Tasty," Spotcloud replied, taking another bite. Not longer after, he was done and buried the remains. "What now?" He asked her, licking his paw.

[Dovekit12]

Originally Posted by MooBaby171

"Okay, are they your friends?" Berrykit smiled and hopped in circles around the two.

"Yeah let's play with them" Spottedkit said jumping up and down.

[Grimshadow]

( @Leaf )

"Hmm," Stormspirit droned, thinking of what they could do. "I know," she smirked, giving him a predatory look. Without warning, she crouched and sprang at Spotcloud, wanting to bowl him over. "You called us prey earlier," she reminded him, batting him with her paws a few times. "Now you're my prey!" the she-cat declared.

[Leaf]

@Grimshadow ) Spotcloud grunted when he hit the ground. He used his hind legs to gently push Stormspirit back and rolled over. "I'm floofy prey that knows how to fight back. Rawr."

[lone]

Originally Posted by Nighty

Storkpaw returned the friendly smile as he replied. "I'm doing rather wel. Just returned from a good hunt. I caught a thrush, which I thought was pretty good for this time. What with all the cold air and snow lately." He said his voice trailing off as he rambled. "Who was that?" He said in a bit of a mocking tone upon hearing the hint of jealousy. He wasn't entirely sure why it was there. Besides kits didn't fully understand true, raw emotions....did they? "Why it's only my best friend ever. Her name is Wingpaw and she is the most beautiful cat ever. Y'know, I thought about asking her if she wanted to be more....what do you think?" He asked, sarcasm and laughter behind his tone. He allowed his story to settle in for a moment and then break the news. "I'm just teasing you." He said with a gentle nudge. "He's my brother, Barkskip. We frequent on our outings together. He's help with my training a lot, more than my actual mentor has." He said his blue gaze lingering over to where Barkskip was now lounging at the edge of the clearing opposite them. Hopefully she would find the joke, and not take offense. He didn't want to hurt her in any way.

Owlkit smiled, the tip of her bushy tail flipping around in the way it usuall did. She cocked her head to the side upon hearing an almost mocking tone in his voice. What was so wrong about her wanting to know who her friend was hanging out with? It's not like I'd be mad or anything...like I was just thinking, Storkpaw has the right to find himself perfectly wonderful friends. She though, trying to convince herself as she did so. Somehow- it was hard for her to believe her own thoughts. As Storkpaw spoke about Wingpaw, Owlkit's smile faded and her tail drooped, stopping all movement. Everything seemed to be gone from her...and she realized she just couldn't let go. B-but what about me? She wanted to ask, but kept her maw shut. If this cat made Storkpaw happy then, so be it. "She sounds amazing. If you really like her you should take her to see those places- that is, if she likes that kind of thing." Owlkit mewed in somewhat of a flat tone as her ears went back, although she felt the sharp sting of regret hit her instantly. He doesn't belong to me! She thought again, and once she heard his next words a relieved expression came over her face and she gave a sort of half laugh, nudging him back...although perhaps a little harder then needed. "Very funny, Storkpaw. You had me scared out of my wits! I was sure you had found some other friend that was better then me and- and she was going to replace me!" Owlkit mewed, her blue hues widening dramatically. Although she had spoken the truth- she really had thought Storkpaw was replacing her. "But if he's your brother, then I guess I'm good with it." She added after a while, with another bright smile that seemed to light up her face. She was relieved that Storkpaw hadn't actually found a replacement for her.

[NightWarrior4Life]

Little watched from the bushes, staying still so she wouldn't ring the bell on her collar. The brown and white tabby she-cat stared in amazement. "These must be the clan cats! I kind of feel bad for being here but, I'm just a kittypet, what did I know?" She gasped and crept back slightly as two cats came past, prey in their mouths, gossiping. Once the coast was clear, Little tasted the air and smelt the sweet scent of fresh mouse and plump pigeon. So tempting...so tasty...she wanted to follow the scent right into camp, she already had a paw reaching out of the bushes...then she stopped, realising what she'd done...

[NightWarrior4Life]

"Fox-Dung!" Little instantly pulled her paw away. Afraid of being caught, she turned and fled, sprinting as fast as her fluffy white paws could take her. Eventually she collapsed, panting, tired, lost in the middle of the woods. Somewhere in ThunderClan's territory. But she couldn't stop now, no. If she stopped, she'd be caught and if she was caught, she'd be ripped to shreds...Little had heard stories from the local kittypets about how vicious wild cats are towards house cats and rouges. Running and hiding was her best shot of surviving.