ThunderClan: Life Before 2023's Sinkhole

[MaryTheCrow]

- Copperfire -
He/Him

"Rainpaw! Hazelpaw! Crocuspaw!" the deputy chanted alongside his clanmates. He noted that one of the warriors that had attempted to question Crocus was now his mentor. That would make for an interesting dynamic. He wondered how long it would take for something to go horribly wrong.

There were so many reassignments, he almost felt dizzy. Copperfire flicks his ears to clear his head and focus on the rest of the meeting.

[Caspian]

Ray squeaked as she heard a voice she turned around “I was looking for my home” she said, “are you a clan cat? If so I am so sorry about going on you’re territory” she added, dipping her head politely
@Jayvines

[Kunaisoul]

|Softshadow of Thunderclan|

The white and gray tom smiled as he noticed the white and ginger she-cat, walking up to her.

@Wintersun

[Willowfern]

Roosterflame
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Timidly, the red-combed ThunderClanner poked his head into the small, yet comfortable den that was now occupied by Sparrowstar, he looked around, noticing it was empty.
Nonetheless, he called out a customary,
“Sparrowstar? Are you in here?” Just in case she was hiding behind the disheveled, unkempt nest or in the shadows of the seemingly unused den.
Deciding that Sparrowstar was not the kind of cat for surprise hide-and-seek, Roosterflame entered, his denwarming surprise in his jaws and on his back. He’d snagged a mouse from the fresh-kill pile, too, just so that Sparrowstar would have a meal waiting for her when she came back from whatever she was up to around the ever-so-busy ThunderClan camp.
Gently, he laid out the moss, feathers, daisies, and the shiny black pebble (he’d already replaced his own nest and rehidden his secret stash of super spectacular stuff, so the other black pebble was already in its hiding spot) on the den floor before he turned to look at the sad excuse for a leader’s nest that took up half the den.
“Alright, you,” He growled to the den, “I don’t like you, and you don’t have any sense of existence… but whatever, I still don’t like you, and you’re probably a pretty sorry thing to come into a den to sleep on after a hard day, so you’re going to have to go,” With that said, he unceremoniously tossed the nest out of the den, probably startling whomever so happened to be walking nearby with a flailing mass of mossy depression.
Now that the old, sad nest had been cleared out, the den already looked so much brighter and happier, and Roosterflame wasn’t even done yet! He curled his tail into an arch and ran it along the ground, sweeping out the excess dirt, dust, and whatever else that had collected in this den since its past occupants left. Every good barn cleaning had started with sweeping, so a den cleaning needed to get the same special care and attention. When he’d swept out all the filth and shook out his not-so-pure-white-anymore-tail-base with a promise to it that he’d clean it later, Roosterflame began dusting off the den walls with his paw pads, brushing the dust and muck away until the den looked brand new.
“Perfect,” He murmured, coming back in after clapping off his paws outside, “Now for the decorations and the nest.”
With special precision, Roosterflame flattened out the moss roll and carefully shaped it into a soft, cushy, fluffy nest, making sure to get rid of any wood chips, thorns, or whatever else. Sparrowstar’s nest needed to be comfortable. After all the work she did during the day, Sparrowstar needed a good night’s sleep!
When the nest was finished, Roosterflame stepped back to admire his work. The den looked ten-times better, and all he’d done was a basic cleaning! Any normal cat would call it a day here and go on with their afternoon, but Roosterflame was absolutely not a normal cat, no siree!
With a trill of excitement, Roosterflame gathered the daisies and feathers in his paws and dispersed them throughout the den, putting most of the feathers in the nest to make it softer, and sticking the pretty white flowers in any crack or crevice he could find.
Now he was done. The den was decorated, and the nest was made. Roosterflame was rather proud of himself. He’d done a good job, in a relatively short amount of time, too!
Roosterflame took the little pebble and sat it next to the nest where it couldn’t be missed, and he then dropped the mouse inside the nest for Sparrowstar to find when she came in.
Then, with a nod of satisfaction, Roosterflame turned to leave.

[ @Jayvines ]

[SplashyLumi]

Mushroomblossom sat near the exit of camp, green eyes looking around. {Open}

[MockingRabbit]

@Jayvines
Woodkit stumbled over and landed face first into the ground. He let out a squeak of surprise and pain.

[Wintersun]

Originally Posted by Kunaiskrill

|Softshadow of Thunderclan|

The white and gray tom smiled as he noticed the white and ginger she-cat, walking up to her.

@Wintersun

Dawnpaw (She/Her)

The apprentice soon warrior hopefully, almost barreled into her mentor, before giving his a harsh little bat to his ear,"WHERE IN STARCLAN WERE YOU?!" She snapped a bit angrily. She was happy he was back but not happy that he was really ever gone in the first place. Not that she was one to really talk but..

[Jayvines]

High Rank Announcement [#hrannouncement]

Green eyes flicked down to Hazelpaw and their littermate as Juniperkit made his punishment for sneaking out known to his sister after she called for his promotion. Hmmm. She would have thought the young tom would have told her earlier, but no matter. At least this was cleared up now.

“If Juniperkit doesn’t break the rules for the next half-moon, I’m sure he’ll be joining you in the apprentice den shortly,” Sparrowstar stated before turning to a rather disgruntled looking Goldleaf. That wasn’t what warriors were supposed to look like after being given one of the most important tasks in the clan… Most were elated or a tad nervous, not bristling at the prospect. “Goldleaf, if you have questions or concerns come see me in my den AFTER the meeting.”

She couldn’t very well have ever cat yowling out when she was trying to talk, or nothing would get done around here.

“For my final announcements,” she stated, adjusting her position on the branch she was seated on as her tone turned stony. “I am sure many of you have noticed our recent rogue problem. Attacks and attempted kitnappings have exploded in frequency recently and I expect every warrior of this clan to be on guard for further attackers. I have set up a rotating guard system at the entrance, the nursery and dirt-place. If you find yourself lacking a job, I expect you to take one of those positions to help watch over the camp or ask Batblood if he needs assistance.”

Glancing over towards the young Keeper dutifully guarding the nursery, Sparrowstar gave him a respectful nod before continuing.

“Potentially related to this issue, Emberkit and Winterkit have gone missing. If you find any trace of them out in the territory I expect you to report back immediately. Alongside those kits, Nectarflame… has also gone missing.”

Pausing to take a steadying breath, Sparrowstar tried not to let the sorrow she felt over yet another loss around her personal life sink in too deep before continuing.

“I managed to trace them to the border, however, her trail ended with a rather thick scent of rogue and the area looked as if a scuffle had happened. If any of you manage to find her, please bring them back to camp… Whatever their state.”

Every fiber of her being prayed that a body wouldn’t be found. She couldn’t handle another permanent loss so soon. Forcibly blinking herself back to the present, Sparrowstar prepped her final remarks as a fresh idea came to mind.

“If anyone has any further concerns, please speak to me or one of the Keepers later. And Moosecrash,” she turned to the large Keeper sitting amongst the crowd. “Please come see me in my den. This meeting is dismissed.”

With a quick leap, Sparrowflight descended the tree before padding over to the den nestled among its roots.

 

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[Rizo]

~Moosecrash~

The large tom shook his head slightly as he listened to the young cats speak. At least Juniperkit was owning up to his actions.
His hazel eyes flicked back to Sparrowstar as she made announcements about the rogues. He would have to take a shift or two, after all, the clan had to be protected.
Then something happened that surprised him. Sparrowstar was summoning him to speak with her privately? Dipping his head respectfully, he stood, following after his leader.

[azu-azulu]

icepelt bristled at this news, she would be kitting in a not so long time, and she thought back to her sisters promise when they were kits "dont worry, icekit, ill protect you!"

shadefur was also bristling but not for the same reason. rouges on thunderclan territory, ridiculous