ThunderClan Stormcrest

[Mica]

Fernwillow
ThunderClan
she/her | 21 moons
[Silver tabby with white toes and sage green eyes]
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Open!
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Fernwillow peeked out from the warrior's den, admittedly wary about attending this clan meeting. After everything that had gone down... the warrior had felt a little sick any time she entered the clearing. She couldn't imagine how the cats closest to the incident felt. She still had nightmares of Violetfreckle, Bumblestar, and Mapleface's blood under her paws. Shaking the thoughts from her head, the lithe tabby padded up to the Stormcrest, settling down with her tail over her paws. Was it time for new apprentice ceremonies already? She could hardly keep up with the kits as it was! She supposed that was a good thing, showing that ThunderClan was strong enough to encourage kit growth.

[SuspiciousMindz]

[Sparrowpelt]
ThunderClan Warrior
No Purrks

Sparrowpelt was quick to arrive at the Stormcrest, having been sitting near the camp entrance as if he were on guard. Honestly with everything that had happened, he was. He couldn't help but be a little paranoid right now. He was pretty sure most of the clan was shaken up too. The large tom took his normal spot towards the edge of the group of cats that'd be there soon, looking up towards Bumblestar. For once, he was actually eager to hear what the she-cat had to say.

[Treepaw] | Trees Friend
​ThunderClan Apprentice
Silver Tongue

Treepaw hadn't left the den much since the whole incident in the clearing occured. Once Bumblestar gave this announcement, she'd have to bug Spiderthroat for some hunting training. She felt as though she didn't have much training in general, but dammit, she was trying! She just kept getting thrown dud warriors to train her. Anyways, she was curious to know what this was about. Treepaw took a spot near Sparrowpelt, towards the edge of the forming group. She could sense the tension in the air already.

[Tiabirb]

Skunkstrike
36 Moons
She/Her
Purrk(s): Beefed Up
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Skunkstrike was quick to answer Bumblestar's summons, slipping from den to clearing, taking a near the front. Among the first to arrive, Skunkstrike had a front row seat to this meeting, and her heavily scarred visage rested upon Bumblestar with quiet admiration and expectance.

[Open]

[elio]

Robinpaw and cloverdove sit together and wait for Bumblestar’s words.

[taillow]

Redhawk
She/they | 30 moons | Ultimate Predator • The Collector • Kitty Softpaws [inactive]

To say that sleep had been something of abundance since the clearing incident would be a lie. Redhawk trotted over at Bumblestar's call, yellow-green eyes appearing somewhat dull underneath the initial curiosity at the meeting call. She found a seat near the front and sat down, wrapping her tail around her paws and lifting her gaze towards her leader.

[Solaris.]

Mistwhisker padded over.

[Starfall]

Spiderthroat
He/Him || ThunderClan Deputy
Beefed Up Tier III || Just a Scratch


The calico moved somewhat closer to the Stormcrest as he watched Bumblestar clamber up. More apprentice ceremonies perhaps? Maybe even a few Warrior ceremonies? Some new fresh faces to replace the slacking Hornets they had right now. Ones that couldn't even report back on their patrols.

The thought itself still made Spiderthroats blood boil.

[Hestia!]

Mousekit bounded up, close to the front, near Cloverdove

[ @Fawnheart<3 (cloverdove)]

[Galadrial#Me]

RoseThorn walked over and sat down by Moontail the queen.

[elio]

{ @arsenicCatnip }

Cloverdove grabbed the kit by sears scruff and placed sear between her paws, curling her tail protectively around the kit.