ThunderClan: Life Before 2023's Sinkhole

[Shade.]

@Brightlight @duskfire1 @Mistletoe @sid @x ghostie (this is short garbage i know im so sorry)

Rosepaw would have loved to clear stuff up with her siblings, and also bushpaw for some reason, nut she knew she had responsibilities she needed to attend to now. She didn't want to prove Shiningskies right. So she turned and called out to Sundust and the patrol.
"Yes, I'll join you soon." she said loudly before turning to Lotuspaw with a pained expression.
"I'm so so sorry, Lotuspaw, I can't go, I have to go on herb patrol. I promise we'll talk about it later, Ok? I'm just...I don't want to seem like I'm not taking this seriously." she said, looking very solemn.

[Captain]

Originally Posted by Clock Dragonshifter

~SilentClover~
The fluffy tortoiseshell looked down at her kit a sad look in her eyes. "A lot has been going on in the clans and some cats don't think Dogbark is fit to be a leader of Thunderclan, I'm sure it will all get sorted out so just don't get in the way," The queen muttered to her kit, she wasn't sure telling him was the best idea but she felt that Brightkit was as much a part of Thunderclan as any, and should know just like any other. She hated what was happening to Thunderclan but would do her best to keep her kit as far away from the drama as possible. Licking her kits head gently she let out a purr pulling Brightkit closer to her as she tried to comfort the kit as much as she tried to comfort herself.

☼ Brightkit (she/her) ☼

➢The small shekit listened to her mother’s words, blinking up at Silentclover with a curious emotion sparkling in her eyes. “Okay, mom,” Brightkit meowed, nodding when the shecat asked her to stay out of that whole mess regarding Dogbark. As much as she wanted to help out Thunderclan, the young kitten was somewhat glad that she didn’t have to be a part of any of it. It’s not like she was a coward for anything, no, she just didn’t know how to handle it. As Silentclover licked her head and pulled Brightkit close, she couldn’t help but notice how scared her mother appeared. “Are… Are we going to be okay? Are we gonna be... sent away?” The tortoiseshell asked, her voice quiet, a little worried about asking her mother about it anymore than she already had done. The world seemed so scary outside of the nursery, and as much as she wanted to explore, part of her just wanted to stay here, warm and safe in her mother's embrace.

[plum]

Originally Posted by ~Fierce~

~Goldeneyes~
Goldeneyes sighed as she sat near the Thunderclan border. She had found some shelter for a while but now she was ready to come back to camp. She took in a deep breath and made herself look presentable. She fluffed out her fur and them groomed it before she padded back into Thunderclan territory, heading in the direction of camp.
@implimm

This had become second nature in the short time following that fateful meeting. And, in a way, these patrols were therapeutic. Walking, sometimes running territory perimeter would burn her legs after some time and with the fitness training, Nectarflame found it easier to go longer and harder to the point where, entirely for no purpose whatsoever other than mind-numbing exercise, she was sprinting down the scent lines. Nothing else mattered. And she was not Nectarflame, cruel and heartless crook. But Nectarflame, ThunderClan warrior. That was all.

Of course, the truth, though bitter, could not be forgotten. And at the sight of an infiltrator she had cast out, intruding once more, reality slams back down upon the broad shoulders of the Bengal. And she slows her sprinting gait into a slow stroll as she comes upon Goldeneyes. "You are back again, and yet still not waiting to return to camp. What brings you to our territory again, Goldeneyes?" Green eyes follow the other molly close, narrowed to slits.

[VexSkullz]

THISTLESTORM ❈ @Beancat

My, my.

As the large molly made her way through the entrance of the nursery all she could see was either the helplessness of newborn kits or the irritation and hard work of old kits, yowling for others to play with them and, when they did find cats to play with them, their tussling and bucking made Thistlestorm want to snap at their with the anger of a thousand Dawnstars... but she conceded, putting her speckled red-brown paws over one another until she made her way completely into the den. Sitting down she looked around; she hated kits but she had to find a reason, a singular reason, not to hiss at one every opportunity she was given. One of these cats had to be calm, right? At least not have the energy in them to just want to talk. She prayed to StarClan that'd be the case. I don't want to be kicked out of this place because of an incident with a lowly kit!

[Ian]

Originally Posted by Atticus

Shallowshiver | they/them | @NinjaBloss

The rustling of foliage coming from in front of them brought the huge warriors attention from nowhere in particular and focused it back of the territory around them, ears perked eyes open. A single sniff was all it took to identify the scent of Shiningskies. On an independent patrol, no doubt. A nod was sent the she-cats way, gratitude gleaming in their orange eyes. Even if their status within the clan was currently in limbo, they were glad there cats were taking it upon themselves to get the work done.

Shallowshiver let the statement hang in the air for a moment, another nod coming in response. Yes, they had come back for a reason. The less time they spent lingering outside the borders, the better. They waited for a response for a few seconds, quickly coming to the conclusion that they would need to speak next. Rolling their shoulders, they took a subtle breath in. "I wish to rejoin my clan. I understand fully the extent of my past choices, and in no way am I trying to excuse those actions. I simply wish to explain why I disappeared, even if the reason is...less than adequate." regret flashed in their eyes after they spoke, pausing for a moment before continuing.

"I had been struggling with my self worth around the time Aspenstar died, but not because of her death. Its silly, really. I wasn't thinking straight. I thought...that I didn't belong in ThunderClan, that I didn't have anything to offer. I left the clan one morning, and the second I set paw on the outside of our territory I began to regret my decision. I ignored that feeling, and continued on. It was only a few days that I resided on the outskirts, but by then the guilt I felt was immense. It was too much to just ignore. Frankly, I should have returned at the first signs of regret, but I foolishly decided to continue on."

"I completely understand if you dont feel I deserve my place back in the clan, but I just felt the need to...explain, even if my reasons were inadequate"

Shiningskies listened calmly as the warrior explained why they had gone away and had to suppress the low growl of annoyance that bubbled in her throat. Shallowshiver's only saving graces were that they had only gone missing once and were a valuable warrior. The excuse, however, still irritated her but at least the cat knew they were wrong. "You're lucky we need all the warriors we can right now and that you've been a model example in the past. Don't let it happen again, especially with such an excuse because you won't be given another chance. Follow me," she responded curtly as she padded into the undergrowth and towards the ThunderClan camp.

[Done!]

[Kunaisoul]

Originally Posted by Papaya

>Buckbranch<

"Don't talk to the trees, Softshadow, it makes you look weird."

Having abandoned the mouse he was trying to catch, Buckbranch shoulders through a patch of brush and fixes the tom with a sharp stare, green eyes cold. "I haven't seen you around in a while. In fact, I'm pretty sure no one has. Care to explain where you've been, and why you've just come waltzing back?"

It's been a while since he's done this. He doesn't miss it.

{Softshadow of ThunderClan}

He whirled around. "Buckbranch." He said, slight growl in his voice. "I was out. Hunting." He said. "I suppose I trailed from the territory." He said. He sighed. "I don't slack of from this much. It won't happen again; given I was just sidetracked thinking about my past and such. I wanted to improve my skills and come back to thunderclan so everyone would stop disprespecting me. Just because I was a senior warrior does not mean young apprentices and other warriors did not still look down on me." He sighed.

[Spirit form]

Originally Posted by -Cherrypaw-

"No, no, no it's not your fault. It was me who let my guard down and lost balance," She whimpered, "Normally i would have caught it..." She gazed into Rosepaw's scared eyes. "I-I think i'm fine..?" She tried to stand up but squeaked in pain and fell down back on the floor again. "Okay...so now what?" She murmured to her self.

Pls bump me after 48 hours!

Rose'Kit just stood there frozen in place, she didn't know what to do. "I-I don't know..." she finally said at last

[duCky]

Originally Posted by masquerade

☼ 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.

Bumblekit

Bumblekit smiled. Maybe he could have some people to play with while his father was gone after all. Picking up the mossball in his small paw, he clumsy tossed it back to her, the ball bouncing a bit before landing at her feet. He looked down in embarrassment. He had been so out of practice that he couldn't even play mossball.

"S... Sorry", he laughed nervously, "I haven't played in a while."


(Sorry this took so long and that it's so short!)

[Clock Dragonshifter]

Originally Posted by masquerade

☼ Brightkit (she/her) ☼

➢The small shekit listened to her mother’s words, blinking up at Silentclover with a curious emotion sparkling in her eyes. “Okay, mom,” Brightkit meowed, nodding when the shecat asked her to stay out of that whole mess regarding Dogbark. As much as she wanted to help out Thunderclan, the young kitten was somewhat glad that she didn’t have to be a part of any of it. It’s not like she was a coward for anything, no, she just didn’t know how to handle it. As Silentclover licked her head and pulled Brightkit close, she couldn’t help but notice how scared her mother appeared. “Are… Are we going to be okay? Are we gonna be... sent away?” The tortoiseshell asked, her voice quiet, a little worried about asking her mother about it anymore than she already had done. The world seemed so scary outside of the nursery, and as much as she wanted to explore, part of her just wanted to stay here, warm and safe in her mother's embrace.

~SilentClover~
The fluffy she-cat let out a low purr as she began to groom her kit reassuringly. "No, we are not going to be sent away no one in this clan would allow such things to happen." she spoke softly to the kit. Finishing grooming Brightkit she smiled down at her. "Why don't you go play with the other kits? You shouldn't worry about such things!" she newer her tone soft and cheerful as she looked down at her kits now well groomed fur.

[starry]

[ @Papaya ]

Mistyshade slowly padded through the undergrowth, wincing everytime she stepped onto the dirt with her injured paw. After being cradled in a bush for ages, not sure where she was and not able to move, she had summoned the courage and strength to go back into ThunderClan.

"Aspenstar?" the she-cat called out, hoping the leader would be there. She continued her walk, pausing every now and then when the pain became too sharp.