[Jayvines]

 

Originally Posted by QueenOtter

@Jayvines

Wisteriapaw padded up to ThunderClan's border. She wasn't intruding, just waiting for the leader. She had got lost while exploring territory after all. Oh no! What will Pinecrash think? Wisteriapaw sat down and waited.

Brown paws treaded swiftly through the underbrush as Sparrowflight desperately tried to evade the onslaught of emotions that threatened to overwhelm her. It was too difficult to stay longer than necessary in camp right now, and she hoped that Copperfire was able to manage any issues that may arise.

For now she stuck with patrolling their territory; if she managed to run fast enough, would she be able to abandon this grief somewhere amongst the leaves? She sure hoped she could, because this heaviness was almost too much to bear. However, a vaguely familiar scent forced the newly appointed leader to slow her paws and approach the border.

"Wisteriapaw," her words were clipped, dull, lacking the usual energy the tan warrior tended to exude. Tilting her head and giving the young cat a once-over to check for injuries she continued. "Where in Starclan's name have you been?"

 

Originally Posted by moonyy

Marshpaw - @Jayvines

→The soft leaf litter of the forest floor soothed the aching, swollen pads of the tall brown feline as she trotted slowly, limping towards the scent border. She felt instant strength flood through her veins as the welcoming sweet aromas of ThunderClan wafted towards her as she skirted at the edge of the border, dead leaves and grass were blown in the soft breeze that ruffled the tabby’s fur with a cooling touch, draining her body of all the weariness and doubt. Anticipaticion prickled at Marshpaw’s fur as murky yellow orbs scanned the forest ahead of her, looking for the slighest bit of movement upon the lush greenery. Birds chirped happily above in the treetops as

Though, as she sat there, all alone, beside the outsider border that connected ThunderClan’s forest to the others that lived by themselves, a thought flashed in the apprentice’s mind. For moons, though not long but long enough to have come back with misplaced shoulder, broken tail and a few new scars, She had given in to her own personal kryptonite, something that brought her down and put more stress on her than she likes to see. Her broken pride and the jealousy that coursed through her body when she was left out of the naming ceremony after the battle broke her, literally. Something she seriously needed to learn was patience, and a whole lot of it before she did something completely more stupid and cost her her place in the clan. The sharp pain of shame stabbed at her for a couple of heartbeats, her claws dug ruthlessly inter the soft earth, but slowly washed away as she looked ahead into the heart of ThunderClan territory.

All Marshpaw had to do was convince Cinderskythat she could earn both her warrior name and her place in the clan one more time, if she gave her the chance at the least. Claws scrapped nervously at the soft earth below her with each second that passed. Maybe some patrol, or Buckbranch would pass by, maybe even Sparrowflight or Jaystride, any option was Marshpaw’s favorite, even if Nectarflame found her, it would be giving her a chance to tell the higher rank her reason for absence. All she knew was that home was just a couple of pawsteps and a conversation away for her.

‘Cindersky…?’ came out slight raspy coming from the raw throat of Marshpaw that with every sound that escaped from her or she made raked her vocal cords with thorns.

[ @/jayvines; *as i submitted her warrior name, i made a mistake and type ‘owl’ despite me meaning ‘howl’, if it is accepted, may i change her prefix?; I also to ask as well if it is okay to have this go as marshpaw stormed off out of the name ceremonies meeting after the cove battle before she was named and got lost so we’re now here and she still thinks she’s a ‘paw? apologizes for jabbering on and on !!! <3 ]

It seemed her avoidance of camp had some use at least. Another lost cat, one who had stormed off after the cove battle right before Jaystride had called them forward for their warrior name. A disappointed look crossed their disheveled features before they took in the state of the cat before them. It seemed that their impatience had been rewarded during their self-inflicted exile.

"Cindersky is no longer with us," she stated bluntly, green eyes dim as she spoke. "Tell me, how did you think running out of camp like a kit having a tantrum would earn you the right to your name?"

One brow raised as she awaited their response. Perhaps if they were thoroughly repentant she would inform them of their warriorhood. If not, then they could stand a few more moons of humbleness.

 

Originally Posted by Summer Rose

Wildspark
◖ Male[he/him] - Recently freed from two-leg captivity ◗

He didn't hesitate one moment after getting free from that two-leg den. They had caught him so many times before he was just glad this time was different. He was a Thunderclan cat not a kittypet. He hated kittypet's. Scenting his home the tom picked up the pace. The bell he was wearing rang out. He hated this stupid thing. In anger he stopped in his tracks and began to try and break it away. He didn't want anybody to see him like this. Wildspark used his claws to try and scratch it off, but it wouldn't budge. He sat there struggling to get it off.

〔 @Jayvines; 〕

What in the name of all things green was that annoying jingling?

Green eyes cracked open with a low grumble as Sparrowflight forced herself awake from the hollow log she was resting in. Padding out without a care to groom down her fur, she swept her gaze over the nearby woods and spotted... Wildspark?

Her first reaction was pure and unbridled fury. How could Starclan be so cruel as to send back on of her fallen clanmates and refuse to do the same with her sister. Heaving breaths escaped her jaws as she attempted to control that sudden onslaught of anger. Wildspark had done nothing wrong... At least not yet.

"Stop writhing around you mousebrain, you have to do this," she grumbled, finally deeming herself controlled enough to approach the tom as he struggled with the collar some two-leg had trapped him in. "I'll bite here, and you pull that way."

Latching onto the blasted jingling thing with all the fury she could muster, Sparrowflight yanked to the side and hoped that Wildspark had managed to slip out by pulling the opposite direction.

 

Originally Posted by Kunaiskrill

{Softshadow of thunderclan}

He hauled himself to his paws. blood was splattered on his pelt as he stumbled back to the territory. The wind was knocked out of him as his vision became blurry. "Sp-sparrowflight? are.. you.. there?" he forced himself to stay awake, as he shook.
@Jayvines

Missing cats seemed to be blown in like the wind these days, but a call for her name this time caught her attention. Carefully moving towards the shaky call of a familiar voice, the tan molly slunk her way through the underbrush to see a very clearly injured warrior.

"Mostly," she replied, voice dry as she surveyed his wounds. "Where did you run off to Softshadow? And what happened to you?"