ThunderClan: Life Before 2023's Sinkhole

[Ikoria the Wolf Pup]

Originally Posted by FrostCat

Larkstorm watched as Rootspark raked his claws against the worn out rock. “Have you been doing that for a while?” She asked, curious. Larkstorm always sharpened her claws on an oak tree not far from the camp. Never a rock though. That was something new. And the fact that is was so worn out showed that he had been doing it for a while now. This was interesting.

Rootspark looked back up. "This? I mean, it works better than wood. My claws are pretty thick," he explained. Why his claws were thick he did not want to get into. "I've had it since I was a kit. I use it a lot." Carefully trying to dodge the topic of his condition, he hoped that Larkstorm wouldn't prod him much further. Rootspark didn't like to think about it, much less talk about it.

[bailu]

Ivykit sat.

[flopsy]

Springkit padded into the nursery he was a little lonely after Rainkit had left the nursery to the apprentice den. He was carrying his favorite moss ball that he had tucked some fun smelling flowers into it. Lifting his head he looked around the nursery he noticed Pumpkinkit lying down in her nest. "Hey, Pumpkinkit! Do you want to go play in the clearing?" he mewed gesturing towards his moss ball.

~*open*~

@Witchy Angelique

[Binx]

||OPEN||

SwiftKit huffed bored and alone. She didn’t like that not one bit, her brother was out ans about doing his warrior thingys and she had no one to talk about herself to, no one to play with, she looked around” this is stupid!” She huffed and aggressively swiped at a pinecone sitting down cleaning herself grumbling as she did. She didn’t like being ignored-

[elswhere]

'tis i was not mentioned!

[whatzername]

Greysquirrel | Open | Alone
The long-haired tom padded into the clearing after a small hunt. He deposited his mouse and ole in the prey pile before padding to a group of rocks he had frequented. He sat there and stretched, thinking of his kits. They were apprentices now, perhaps he could take them out for a walk soon.

[Abyssopelagic]

Originally Posted by Witchy Angelique

-->Pondkit

The molly moved out of the nursery, wanting to go off and bother some warriors. She really wanted to know some things about being a warrior. She just couldn't wait for herself to become an apprentice before then. Pondkit padded up to the first cat she saw. "Hey would you mind answering a few questions. It's mildly important.", she meowed.

// open \\

Dimhazel lay curled up in the clearing, soaking up a few rays of sun, eyes closed and ears swiveling to follow the sounds of passing cats. Perhaps this was why they hadn't been aware of the kit sneaking up on them until she spoke.
They slowly opened their eyes, squinting down at the kitten in from of them.
Deciding to humor her, they slowly flutter their eyes open to look at Pondkit properly, though not sitting up so they remained at eye level with her.
"Ask away, little one. I don't know how much I will be of help, but I can try."

[Jayvines]

Originally Posted by Peril

Greysquirrel | Open | Alone
The long-haired tom padded into the clearing after a small hunt. He deposited his mouse and ole in the prey pile before padding to a group of rocks he had frequented. He sat there and stretched, thinking of his kits. They were apprentices now, perhaps he could take them out for a walk soon.

~Mistpaw / @Peril~

Padding out of the apprentice den with a yawn, Mistpaw gave her pelt a shake attempting to physically wake herself up. While being an apprentice had been... interesting so far, she did miss being able to see her family as much.

Speaking of. Her tail perked up as she saw her father stretched out in the clearing. He didn't seem to have his apprentice with him, so she cheerily padded over with a purr of greeting.

"Hey dad! What're you up to?" she really hoped he wasn't busy. Maybe they could go out and explore some of the tantalizing spots she'd seen with her mentor on the walk around the territory. There had to be some interesting stuff around that she could add to her nest.

[jay]

Brackenpelt stretched his jaws wide in a yawn. He stretched, his muscles flexing under his dark brown pelt. He still was strong, though he was skinny with old age. His one eye scanned the clearing, wondering if any mouse-brained young cat would come to do his ticks. He could feel a huge tick at the base of his tail, just out of reach. His torn ear flicked at any sound, so it was hard to not be alert.

[whatzername]

Greysquirrel | @Jayvines | w/ Mistpaw
The tom had been in his sunny spot for a whole of five seconds when one of his kits approached. He looked up, not recognizing the voice at first, with a scowl. When he registered it was one of his kits, he immediately and visibly brightened. His facial features lifted into a cheery smile and his head shot up from his paws. Mistpaw! I'm fine, if a bit tired, how are you, my dear? he purred. His nose went forward to tap hers as he smiled lovingly at her. His fur fluffed up against a cold breeze that blew through camp.