ThunderClan: Life Before 2020's Fire

[Spiderfrost]

Originally Posted by Arie

Ploverspot had indeed been in deep conversation with Shadedpath and as he looked at Myrtle's absolutely terrified expression the apprentice carried. He couldn't help but let out a soft laugh. The apprentice needed to get over his separation issues but he didn't expect him to get over them immediately. As Myrtle started questions Plover just gestured to him and curled his tail around the apprentice pushing him closer to Shaded. "This.. This is my mother Myrtlepaw. Her name is Shadedpath and that was one of the reasons as to why she was so interested in seeing me. When I met her at the last gathering I didn't talk to her much, and never voiced the idea about going to Thunderclan. So as you see, she was extremely surprised to see me coming into camp, and with an apprentice in tow nonetheless." He nodded at Shaded and then looked at his mother closer and he spotted the guilt, knowing well where she was going in her mind. "Mom.. Don't. Don't fall into the trap. Myrtle here is just afraid of strangers. Even back in Shadowclan he's never been good around others. His parents died before he got to know them well and I took him in. Just... Don't fall into the trap of misery that I know you dislike. Now that Myrtle is here I actually think you two should get to know each other... And he was one of the reasons I left Shadowclan. He was the main factor for us defecting to Thunderclan and I just want him to have a better life, have a better upbringing and... and I did indeed wish him to have a mother figure in his life. I am old Shaded, I will never find a mate like you had... So I am giving you a chance to help me, by being a figure in Myrtlepaw's life. If you would like that of course little one," the last part being directed at the russet apprentice.

Originally Posted by starshooter

- @Arie @Spiderfrost -

Myrtlepaw gazed back to Ploverspot as he spoke, explaining everything about this whole situation. Further mention of his own past made him slightly wince, though he once again grew more curious when about Plover's past. It all seemed to click in him at that point. "So this... this cat... Shadedpath... she's your mother?" The young tom turned back to Shaded, a curious gaze being casted towards her. Taking a couple of light steps towards the she-cat, he sniffed at her, judging whether or not she was truly any threat to the young cat.

"I guess she seems nice... and if you trust her I... I may... I may as well also." With Plover's trust in the cat, Myrtle had felt that it was also going to be okay with her around. His russet pelt fell relaxed again as he felt safer in his own mind. Once again coming closer to Shaded with some effort, he pressed gently against her pelt as some form of greeting. Myrtle didn't really have the words to say anything more at that point, he was too exhausted from all the worrying he'd done... that didn't stop his mind from being any less active, however. What if she doesn't want anything to do with me? I already caused her much anxiety after just meeting... I must be a fool to approach so openly, I'm only going to hurt her more...

Stepping back a moment, Myrtlepaw dipped his head to Shadedpath. "Sorry for being... being s-so hasty... I just... just wouldn't mind having you as a... a mother... mother figure..." The apprentice desperately hoped he hadn't made things even worse, he glanced back to Plover, but there seemed to be no clear expression on his face. This was a situation he'd have to face on his own... an experience he had yet to fully grasp. It had been clear to him that he would need to learn how to manage problems on his own eventually, or he'd never progress as a proper warrior. This was hard for him to push in this moment, but he knew it'd be important to start now. With a heavy heart, he gazed back up to Shaded directly, on the verge of bawling his green eyes out. Dread filled his small body as he waited eagerly to hear what she had to say about it all.

The large she-cat focused her panicked gaze on her son as she took in his words. Her tangled mess of a mind unfurling as she tramped down on the images of the past. She turned back to Myrtlepaw and took in a shaky breath as she blinked away the image that she had super imposed on the equally nervous apprentice.

She gave them a weak smile and slowly relaxed her stance, tried to look less...big, imposing. A lot of the younger Thunderclan cats would call her that, she didn't want to be right now though. Ploverspots' voice put her at ease and she nearly choked up as he offered a role in Myrtlepaws life. The green eyed warrior looked to her son with a hopeful gaze.

"I..." I do, I really want to, I want to help you and him. Before she could voice her thoughts Myrtlepaw spoke to her and it was only polite to give him her full focus.

"I, um...Yes, yes I am Ploverspot's mother." she supplied awkwardly. Being called mother didn't hurt nearly as much as it use to. Hearing it from her children now was like hearing birds chirping in the morning, or apprentices play fighting in the clearing. It helped settle her. She was a mother now, she needed to be a mother right now too. This apprentice right here, who has had their entire life uprooted to be brought to a place her son thought would be better for them. He thought she would be good for them.

And then Myrtlepaw breached her walls just so easily, gathering up his courage and pressed against her and oh.

She'd probably burn the forest to ash if someone messed with this kit of Plover's. This is mine now too. She thought distantly. Their russet fur still smelt of the pine trees of Shadowclan.

And then they were gone and Shaded didn't get nearly enough time to get her spiraling thoughts together long enough to return Myrtlepaw's affection. He was stuttering and that just wouldn't do. probably far to swiftly and got to her paws and to one step forward to wrap a front paw gingerly around the panicking young apprentice and pressed them into her long grey fur with a comforting purr.

"Now put those tears away." she murmured as she wrapped a tail around Myrtlepaw for good measure.

"If you need me I'm here, if you need a mother or a grandmother I'll be there. I promise." she turned her gaze to Ploverspot, her green eyes shiny with emotion.

"I'll help make Thunderclan a home for you, both of you."

[Wolfsli123]

”Duskstar! The warrior code says we must help kits!” Cloudsound yowled, ”Breezekit must have had a reason to act that way, and we were supposed to figure out why and how to stop it! Clan cats don’t deal with aggressive kits by putting them down! He was 5 moons old, how much of a threat was he?”

”Cloudsound... don’t create even more conflict, ” Chillhop whispered behind him. @hxneysuckle

[Arie]

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This time Doepaw was glad to be blind. The little grey anxious apprentice had been listening to the sounds and angry voices of the other warriors and apprentice's and had not bothered getting involved. She was afraid she might be caught in fray, and that was not something she would've liked. And so when Duskstar called her name, the apprentice tried to look brave, she really did, but this was in front of the entire clan! How was she supposed to look brave then? She didn't know but slowly weaved in and out of where the other cats were sitting until she stood in front of the entire clan, making pointedly sure to avoid the body that she could smell emitting a clear scent of death, the air perfuming with the excrement of death. "I'm, I'm here Duskstar." Her voice had lost a bit of its stuttering but she was still afraid. Who would their leader assign as her mentor? Hopefully someone who wouldn't leave a blind cat in the forest to teach themselves. She hoped dearly that that did not happen.

[Starfall]

Blazingpaw scrunched up his nose as he watched the leader KILL a KIT. He picked himself up and stormed out of camp. They were all horrible, killing, selfish cats who had no goals in mind except those that met their own selfish needs. Ears twitching as he passed by Cloudsound, giving him a toothy snarl. "Be careful what you say or you'll be next. Blink at her wrong and she'll kill you." he snorted. "Savages." he gurgled under his breath as he made his way out the Entrance.
@\/\/


Aspenpaw, on the other hand was just walking in, face, and the majority of the lower half of her body plastered in mud. But she wore a big bright smile. She quickly bolted into camp laughing just in time to hear her name. Jaggedhawk and his threats of murder forgotten, she swiveled her head and looked up at Duskstar. Confusion now flickered in her eyes.

Looking around everyone seemed so solem. Why? They should fix that. She sniffed, before walking up towards the center of the clearing. "Whatdoya need Duskstar?" she hummed as she slowly plucked the mud from her fur.

@hxneysuckle

[Socks]

Softbriar watched the ordeal with wide eyes, stammering at Duskstar's ultimate decision. How could the clan have gone from playfully passing around a pebble to... this? They weren't quite sure how to feel, they didn't agree with the exiling of a kit, let alone the killing of a kit, the killing of any cat really. They couldn't believe this was how Duskstar had dealt with the young cat, with little delicacy even after she was killed. She at least deserved a proper burial, surely.
But, Duskstar was their leader, the leader's word was law. If Duskstar thought this was best, Softbriar wouldn't go against her no matter how they felt. They were loyal to ThunderClan, and that meant being loyal to their leader. They turned away from the scene, their stomach-turning with anxiousness, they just needed to ignore this and believe Duskstar had the clan's best interest in mind. They glanced back at their clanmates once more before padding away, needing a minute to register the event.

[Jesse]

Originally Posted by implimm

Moving quick? This one was odd. Rainywhisker furrows his brows at Poppypaw's reaction. "I'm not about to treat you to a nice supper first," he rumbles. "It's just the custom, relax. Now you ought to sit, this ain't over just yet. Believe me, you'll know when it's finally over."



Rainywhisker sat and watched everything else transpire in silence, his copper eyes hooded and betraying not a single thought going through his mind at the time. However, the rest seemed quite... Dull. As Duskstar takes her position at the Highpeak again, things continued as normal. Where did that pebble go?


@Xeno

The tom's pudgy cheeks bunched up into grin. He gave a short chuckle and settled himself down next to his new.. well, temporary ally. "Oh don't be such a sour puss, I only jest." He gave the tom a quick friendly pat with his tail. "It's Rainy..whisker, right..?" He resisted making a comment on the name.

Percy was about to introduce himself when the sudden collective gasps of horror wrenched his attention away to the bloody lump of fur wedged between the ground and Duskstar's paw. Was that..? He winced and massaged his throat with his paw, imagining her teeth locked around his neck.

"This doesn't happen on a.. normal day.. does it?" All of the sudden Percy felt a little queasy.. A clump of bile snaked up his throat, but he managed to choke it back down before it left his lips. The reality that he'd just joined a clan of cold-blooded murderers was finally beginning to sink in.

[Shade.]

Pinekit felt nauseous. She felt dead inside. She lay under the bush, eyes avoiding the spot where her friend once was. Her eyes weren't crying, but her heart still was. Her chest was heaving with rage and sorrow.

[Dark Flame]

Bonepaw and Clawpaw gave anxious looks at one another. Killing a kit? Both of them were glad that wasn’t them. Bonepaw turned to Ebonywing, who had the same reaction, except she was thinking about something... something strange....

Hawkmist told me over and over this Clan was doomed. And I guess he did keep his arrogance and mind from SC. And he was right!

[Radetzky]

Tigrleap had just emerged from the worriors den. She quickly realized that Duskstar must've called to a meeting, since cats sat gathered beneath the Highpeak. She didn't spot Duskstar on top of the Highpeak though. She trotted over to the gathered cats, careful not to disturb anyone. As she sat down her gaze landed on Duskstar, who stood gazing down at a kit. Breezekit. What was happening?
Then something happened that made Tigerleap's heart stop. Duskstar killed Breezekit! She felt herself stumble back, her fur on end. What had Breezekit done to make Duskstar kill her? Surely no kit could be that dangerous to the Clan!
Tigerleap felt sick. But she couldn't stop herself from looking at the lifeless body of Breezekit. Tigerleap was half aware of Duskstar continuing th meeting. But she couldn´t bare to listen. "Why?" SHe thought to herself. She hadn't been close to Breezekit at all, but this situation just felt so horrible.
She forced her fur to lay flat again as she gazed up at Duskstar. But the sight of Breezepelt's body still haunted her memories.
"Oh StarClan help us!" She thought for herself.

[Dark Flame]

Hawkmist sneaked his way back into the meeting, and looked at Ebonywing’s face. “What happ-“

He turned and saw the lifeless body of Breezekit, his paws quivering. “I knew this would happen... before long.”

Hawkmist normally didn’t give a mousetail for kits and apprentices, but killing a kit? Sure, he heard of killing out of misery, but this was different! He thought back to Whisper, when he presumed her dead, and to all the horrors he had seen. A kit. Duskstar had gone mad surely.

“Now they don’t even have as much use as a dead fox, even less...” he muttered as he looked at the body.