ThunderClan: Life Before 2023's Sinkhole

[VexSkullz]

THISTLESTORM ❈ OPEN

Thistlestorm lifted her head upwards as she trotted out into the clearing, her bushy fur flowing in the slight wind that gusted. She looked around; she hadn't gotten any attention in a few days, and watching others speak to each other wasn't as fun as she thought.

The tortoiseshell, as she assumed someone would somehow know she wanted to conversate, wiggled her nose a bit and lifted her face, sniffing a bit before she pranced towards the fresh-kill pile, putting a paw up to find suitable food for her to eat, glancing at her paw she raised and giving it a few quick licks before she began.

[Spartan-117]

Originally Posted by RiztheHuntress

She blinked, amber eyes full of confusion. Acquaintances? She looked up at Charpaw and pondered for a moment. "I... I g-guess that w-would be fine..." Emberpaw mused, apprehensive. I just don't think its a good idea to get close to me...

'It would be better for the two of us if we both get close to each other...' the grey cat thinks to herself as she stands. "T-thank you." Charpaw bows his head. "Would you liekto come hunting with me and a warrior whom I know and trust?" They ask, their delecate head tilted as they think of a cat who it trusts with it's life. Bluefox.

[littlelove]

Cinderpaw's eyes blazed as Nectarflame padded into the den, her spotted coat impossible to miss. A low growl rumbled in her throat as the warrior spouted some crap about it being a statement, and persisted through Ridgeclaw and Bumblepaw's words. Her voice was nearly raw by the time it was her turn to speak. "We're apprentices, not idiots like you people are so fond of treating us. Are we supposed to take 'the kittypet' as a compliment? You didn't even say Bumblepaw's name!" She wasted no time in spitting out her seething words, pupils thinning into slits. "He hasn't been here for moons because he was TAKEN. All your posh talk means nothin' when you're acting like a fox. That wasn't an insult, for the record - just a statement." She topped off her final words with a bitter smile.

She couldn't take Nectarflame acting like she was all that. Who died and put her in charge?! Dogbark certainly hadn't, though Aspenstar was a different story. Speaking of, Bumblepaw's question about the leader was being half-danced around by Sparrowflight. Cinderpaw chose to be much more blunt. "She's dead. Forever. A coyote took all nine of her lives because she tried to save Shiningskies." There was no point in sugarcoating - she figured her companion would appreciate the directness more. "Nectarflame was so good at pretending to care for the clan then; see? She's gonna do it again now, by throwing you out! She's too busy tossing away her clanmates to actually fix the problem she was complaining about - Nobody can rejoin if they're being left to freeze to death at the damn border, especially those kits and untrained apprentices." And there were the low blows. Cinderpaw wasn't afraid of fighting dirty. She wasn't just going to sit by and keep her mouth shut when her clanmates were ready to sacrifice kits in some sick sense of justice - those guppies did that to her, once upon a time ago.

@Rani @Papaya @Jayvines @implimm

[SpottedPaww]

Originally Posted by Raven~

For @SpottedPaww
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Larkstorm sniffed the air, thinking her nose was playing tricks on her. But no, an unfamiliar cat scent was on ThunderClan territory. Larkstorm followed the scent, not unsheathing her claws but getting ready to. She came upon the cat, but when she saw her Larkstorm realized her mistake. “Spottedpaw. You’re back.” She remembered the apprentice, from a long time ago. They had shared a mouse together, if Larkstorm wasn’t mistaken. And she had told her about her eye. A…rouge has been the cause she was pretty sure. Larkstorm examined Spottedpaw head that tail. “What’s wrong with your leg? Did you hurt it?” She asked when she noticed Spottedpaw was limping. “Did you get attacked?” She wondered if Spottedpaw had tried to join some other Clan, maybe ShadowClan, first but had been chased out. Or she had joined a rouge group.

SpottedPaw almost gasped and looked at the cat. Larkstorm? Spottedpaw Recognized her. She Remembered sharing a mouse with her. Good times.... Spottedpaw would flick her ears, staring at her. SpottedPaw was struggling to figure out how to respond.

"Oh... Yeah-" She Glanced at her leg. "I did. I fell somewhere and got it stuck between two big rocks- can't remember when that was.... or where... and... Pretty much got attacked... once I woke up, at least."

She Would scuff her paws on the ground.

"So... Uh, Probably wondering Where I've been..." SpottedPaw knew there wasn't exactly an excuse for her being gone so long, but she could at least try explaining herself, even if there's little chance of being accepted in.

"I-I think It was around the time of the raid... I think it was RiverClan? I Can't remember... I'm not good at remembering things anymore.. And I think when I was running to get help, I uh.. think I fainted.. maybe from the stress... and I woke up somewhere... It smelled of mud and rogue cats? Maybe around towards the Twelog places. There was a small group of them... maybe 4? And they wouldn't really let me leave... but I kept telling them to let me go, I have to get back to my clan, to get back to battle.. but they wouldn't. They had me go out hunting.... there were alot of rocks.. maybe by a hill or a riverbed? No... No rocks in riverbed. A hill- yes, that's it. And There was hardly anything... so I was running to chase a mouse.. and got my leg stuck in the rocks and sprained a muscle... they took that to keep me there, basically to taunt me." SpottedPaw Would look up at them, shaking her head, laughing at herself in shame.

"It Sounds so fake- probably think I made all that up. Wouldn't be surprised."

She Would sigh, curling her tail around her paws.

There's no way she'll let me back in... let alone walk into the camp. Why Am I even bothering? Why did I let that happen to me?

[Clock Dragonshifter]

Originally Posted by Firebender

Sharpkit looked at Wishkit. He shrugged. "I don't know..." He traield off, thinking.

~Wishkit~
The small kit let out a laugh. "Don't worry I'm sure we'll both get a good mentor! Stop worrying and lets play!" She mewed cheerfully and she playfully pounced on Sharpkit smiling widely.

[bubble[error].]

Originally Posted by Clock Dragonshifter

~Wishkit~
The small kit let out a laugh. "Don't worry I'm sure we'll both get a good mentor! Stop worrying and lets play!" She mewed cheerfully and she playfully pounced on Sharpkit smiling widely.

Sharpkit yelped at Wishkit's sudden play attack. He jumped on her, laughing.

[Clock Dragonshifter]

Originally Posted by Firebender

Sharpkit yelped at Wishkit's sudden play attack. He jumped on her, laughing.

~Wishkit~
The small kit laughed loudly as she rolled out away from Sharpkit jumping to her feet and pouncing on him again.

[Captain]

Originally Posted by duCky

Bumblekit

"I... I'm Bumblekit", he mewed nervously, cautiously looking around as he spoke. If Brightkit saw that others were staring, or if she knew about him at all, he was doomed. He needed to think of a distraction fast.


"Wait! Look! There's a mossball over there", he exclaimed, running over to it and tossing it away from the crowd. With so many kits, not having to join a group to get a mossball was somewhat of a rare occurrence. He had been saved. Not only would he not have to ask someone else, but mossball rarely involved any physical interaction, so the chances of him squishing someone on accident was basically impossible. He smiled, maybe this won't be so bad after all.

(Sorry this took so long! I didn't realize it had been three days already!)

☼ Brightkit (she/her) ☼

➢ “Pleased to meet you, Bumblekit,” The bold shekit meowed, standing up straight and tilting her head to the side, “Is something the mat-” She had noticed the large Thunderclan tomkit peering around cautiously, wondering what was stirring him up so much. However, before Brightkit could even finish her question, her new companion had already scampered off to another part of the nursery, exclaiming about a mossball. The tortoiseshell kitten didn’t know much of anything outside the nursery and truth be told, she didn’t really care to learn much about it right now - remembering the last time she had ventured outside. She shook her head at the recent memory, knowing Brightkit was supposed to be brave and strong! Her family probably counted on her to be. Plus, she still had to befriend Bumblekit.

Watching with curious eyes as the other kitten tossed a mossball away from the others in the nursery and over to where she was, Brightkit soon went forward and caught it with her small paws. “Mossball, eh?” The green-eyed shekit remarked with a laugh, “Well, alright then! You get right to the point! I like it.” To no surprise, anyone could tell right off the back that Brightkit was a talkative individual, not shy about saying what she thought and doing what she likes. “We’ll start off slow and then pick up the pace as the game goes on,” She said excitedly before swatting the ball of moss back over to him, her ears twitching. The young shekit looked at Bumblekit, curious to see what he'd do. Everyone played differently, after all.

[bubble[error].]

Originally Posted by Clock Dragonshifter

~Wishkit~
The small kit laughed loudly as she rolled out away from Sharpkit jumping to her feet and pouncing on him again.

Sharpkit leaped up to catch Wishkit in the air.

[Wintersun]

Originally Posted by Angelrei_gn

THISTLESTORM ❈ OPEN

Thistlestorm lifted her head upwards as she trotted out into the clearing, her bushy fur flowing in the slight wind that gusted. She looked around; she hadn't gotten any attention in a few days, and watching others speak to each other wasn't as fun as she thought.

The tortoiseshell, as she assumed someone would somehow know she wanted to conversate, wiggled her nose a bit and lifted her face, sniffing a bit before she pranced towards the fresh-kill pile, putting a paw up to find suitable food for her to eat, glancing at her paw she raised and giving it a few quick licks before she began.

Dawnpaw walked up looking bored and grabbed a mouse. Noticing the Tortishell, she waved her tail before dropping the mouse,"Hello!"