ThunderClan: Life Before 2023's Sinkhole

[iLoveWarriorC@$]

Hey, whitepaw is looking for a mentor. Is anyone willing? If so, PM me @iLoveWarriorC@$
Character: Whitepaw
Description: fluffy gray and white she-cat.
Born in Thunderclan.
Energetic, playful, loves hunting.
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[Willowfern]

Loudbird danced gracefully into the clearing, despite being sleepy.
Dogarf had awoken her with his senseless barking, but whatever, beauty sleep could wait, she craved drama, and whatever was happening right now must have been good!
[Closed, posted just so she’s at the meeting]

[flopsy]

Roseheart watched the clan from inside the den [do not respond]

[versailles]

@Shade. @x ghostie @Starfall (mention of spider) //

➸ sagepaw | they/he/she

sagepaw had woken up as soon as the yowl had left dogbarks mouth. one eye opened, watching an apprentice at the entrance hurry out, and cornpaw following too. a few others stumbled out, amongst the few, they saw lotuspaw and rosepaw, and they turned away, closing their eye. it was too late for this - for a meeting. dogbark was out of his mind - ..dogbark..the deputy

forcing himself awake, he stood up and walked out of the den, fluffing his fur from the cold winds and snow numbing his pads. the air carried the, unfortunately, familiar smell of blood. he felt his heart drop into his stomach once he spotted where the blood was coming from. aspenstar, bloody, mangled, bits of flesh and cartilage and fur all missing. they felt themselves wanting to go back into the den, a horrified whine forcing it's way out. this was - his mom - aspenstar was all mutilated and bloody just like his mom had been on the thunderpath. oh god, oh god. they were gonna puke.

they squeezed their eyes shut, shaking their head and turning to the thunderwillow before they opened their eyes again. their chest still felt tight, they swore it got tighter once they saw lotuspaw settling close to spiderthroat of all cats. they look over and see rosepaw just as she stops walking with her paw outstretched towards lotus. dont go over there, a voice in their head says, go back inside the den, dont go over to them, it urges, but they dont listen. they take a deep breath, trying to calm themselves down before they trudge through the snow in the direction of rosepaw, nudging her lightly once they're close enough.

[bailu]

| @implimm |

+ Lilydust

The slender brown she-cat was a little late, but it seemed Dogbark hadn't made the most important announcement. Yawning and stretching a good deal before heading out, her amber eyes immediately were directed to the Thunderwillow. Why was Dogbark up there? Why was he hosting the meeting? Why wasnt Aspenstar doing it?

A thought materialised in her brain, horribly clear... what if Aspenstar had been overthrown byDogbark? Then the stench of blood hit her and Lilydust grimaced, turning around to see where it came from. Almost immediately, she wished she hadn't. From her spot at the back of the crowd of gathered cats in front of the Thunderwillow, Lilydust could see Ivypaw, next to Shiningskies, both looking down at a limp maple-furred body. Amber hues shifted down to the body and with a sickening lurch of the stomach, she realised it was Aspenstar, lying dead, blood trickling from ... where was all the blood coming from? Feeling ill, Lilydust turned away. She was too young for all of this.

There was Cindersky, with a group of apprentices. Then Willowbird was speaking, and Lilydust caught sight of Nectarflame.... herding some outsider out. Lilydust didn't know who it was, but she didn't care too much as Nectarflame was handling it. But nonetheless, Lilydust padded up, her eyes narrowed to slits as she stared at the outsider, her gaze loaded with dislike.

"Who is that?" Lilydust asked Nectarflame, rather flatly. Lilydust didn't trust Nectarflame at all, but sometimes, she just had to interact with cats that she didn't like. Just as the words left her lips, she squinted at the outsider. He looked vaguely familiar. "Looks familiar." She might've seen this cat around camp before, so maybe he used to bepart of ThunderClan. But Lilydust wasn't certain.

Then something clicked and she stared at the outsider before her. Surely, this was Vulturefang. Well, he resembled Vulturefang, so maybe it was him. "Is this Vulturefang?"

[Kunaisoul]

{Softshadow of ThunderClan}

He heard his former mentor's call. He sat below the rock. He looked down, feeling strange.

[Mistletoe]

Originally Posted by WinterBug

@Beancat @eclipse. @Mistletoe @WinterMara
Mallowkit sat, his tail curled tightly around his quaking body. Was HE going to be exiled, or killed? The kit's ears pressed against his head, and he realized suddenly how violently he was shaking. Mallowkit squeezed his eyes shut and hoped that he wouldn't start crying. Not here, not now, not in the midst of all these cats... His eyes popped open and began scanning for Eaglekit. Was he afraid? He hadn't at all paid attention to his brother earlier, he was too deeply interested in the story, despite its gruesome nature.

~Eaglekit~

Finally, he laid eyes on his brother. His heart dropped into his paws when he saw the look on Mallowkit’s face. He’s terrified! How could I let this happen! I should have pulled him out when the story took a turn. The brown kit crossed over to him and silently pressed close to Mallowkit. I don’t think we should ever listen to an elder’s story again! He vowed as he tried to keep himself, unsuccessfully, from shaking. He hoped desperately that Softpaw and Ivypaw could say something that reassured them. Otherwise, he knew this would keep them both up tonight.

[bailu]

| @WinterMara @Beancat @Mistletoe @WinterBug |

+ Ivypaw

The tortie-and-white she-cat crouched beside the kits, one ear flicked back. Mallowkit, Dapplekit, Eaglekit. Planting herself next to Mallowkit, Ivypaw recalled what Cindersky had did to comfort her. Not too original but it would hopefully work.

The apprentice laid down, with her paws at the front, her neck straight, brushing Mallowkit's pelt with her own.
"It's alright, it'll be okay," she said softly, dropping her usual voice for a gentle tone. "That won't happen to any of you. We... we live in a better world now, and Aspenstar would never do that. Nor- nor would Dogbark."

Actually, Ivypaw didn't know whether Aspenstar or Dogbark would exile a kit and then kill the kit. But she was sure that the modern warrior code was against killing kits. Raising her head from Mallowkit, she noticed that he was shaking, so Ivypaw fluffed up her fur, nuzzling against the trembling kit.

Turning her attention to Dapplekit, Ivypaw was lost at words, trying to think of how to comfort that kit. "She - Duskstar - isn't our leader anymore... no-one in our Clan would kill a kit..."

Ivypaw trailed off, and then continued after a pause for breath. "Many warriors would oppose the killing of a kit, rest assured you won't be exiled, I-I promise."

Unless you disobey your leader like Breezekit had, Ivypaw wanted to say, but she supposed this would be more harmful than helpful. Green eyes shifted over to Eaglekit, and vaguely she remembered that he was Mallowkit's brother.
"I... I know there will be objections if a kit was killed or exiled," added Ivypaw, a little hesitantly. "It'll be okay... you will all lead great lives within ThunderClan... you won't be killed or exiled so early in your life."

The apprentice folded her paws together, placing one on top of the other, and the tip of her tail twitched. She rested it on Mallowkit's furry back, and closed her eyes, sighing. What had Ridgeclaw been thinking?

[WinterMara]

| Softpaw of Thunderclan |

Softpaw knew it was better to reassure the kits that nothing would happen to them, at least, not as kits, living a life of fear was, not good, and she knew from experience. ' 'Yeah, none of them would do that, I know Dogbark was there, but that doesn't mean that he's bad or evil just for knowing the ending.' ' I mean, at least she thought that was right, it was in her mind, why was she second guessing herself while comforting kits? She was supposed to comfort them, as the apprentice who was going to be a warrior soon, she had to be confident in herself and her actions.

Then, she thought about Cindersky, in a way, Cindersky was her emotions mentor. Softpaw had grown to respect and even look up to the warrior, even if she didn't want to admit it, in a way she began to realize something. These kits were in her position when she met Cindersky, scared and, not knowing what to do, if Softpaw wanted to help the next generations to come, she had to be like Cindersky, calming, reassuring, and, someone to look up to.

' 'Ivypaw is right, no warrior would allow it, and you will all have bright futures, even if the warriors won't make that future happen, we will.' ' She put on a soft smile, a more genuine one, as the idea of being able to help build these kit's a good future was, reassuring to herself. ' 'You have nothing to worry about, even with cats like Ridgeclaw, he's just a big ol' grump anyway and probably only told that story to scare you out of pettiness.' ' Maybe some light humor would be good too?

| @Beancat @Mistletoe @WinterBug @eclipse.

[Mistletoe]

[Closed]

~Mallardstep~

The black warrior was late, as per usual. Why had Dogbark called them out so late? What could be so important? Didn’t he know it was leaf-bare! He slid from the warrior’s den with a stretch and a yawn. The scent of blood hit him with his long intake and he faltered. Wh-what? Shock pulsed in his skull. Without his consent his eyes found a dark figure lying limp in the clearing. Who…? He gasped. What that Aspenstar’s scent? No it couldn’t be. It couldn’t. It wasn’t. It…was. His paws were rooted to the spot for a heartbeat. She…had just gotten her nine lives…how had this happened? This wasn’t possible. It had to be a dream. Right? But it wasn’t. Slowly he turned and took a seat, staring blankly at the cat in front of him. No way. No way. No way. He couldn’t even manage to lift his eyes up to Dogbark.