ThunderClan: Life Before 2023's Sinkhole

[dino.]

Originally Posted by duskfire1

Oatkit

He stiffened, the large pawsteps were soon followed by a command, summoning his presence. Used to taking orders, he instinctively stepped out, sat down, straitened his body like a tree, and fixed his eyes on the cat in front of him, which he now recognized as Buckbranch. He hadn't spoken to this cat before, and he was intrigued. "Yes sir." He said, just remembering the ShadowClan scent. He was too busy in his oh-mah-starclan-there-is-a-warrior mode that he forgot about the invasion! Stupid Oatkit! This is why you are still a kit. He scolded himself, shaking his head. He continued staring at Buckbranch, eyeing him carefully, ready to run if this cat was somehow apart of the invasion ShadowClan managed to put together. He knew this was a clanmate, but could he be... Trusted? Ha! Classic investigation scene! "Do you... Can you... Tell, that there is another clan here? C-can you scent it?" He stuttered, not sure how to asses a warrior. He was trying to do it all cryptic-like, similar to how mentors ask their apprentices a question without giving away the answer nor their intentions.

Did I say it right? Whatever! He probably bought it, because I'm so awesome at explaining things. He thought, partially exited and partially scared for his life. ShadowClan was a band of heartless monsters, and if Bucky, er, Buckbranch (where did Bucky come from?), sided with them, Oatkit could be dead in moments! Or, he and Buckbranch could save ThunderClan, and be known as heroes forever! Or, maybe he would have to have a fight to the death with Dawnstar, by himself, because Buckbranch tragically dies, passing on his awesome most bestest missions to Oatkit, in which he will have to fulfill, with Buckbrach watching from StarClan. OR! Oatkit dies and Buckbranch has to fight on, bringing the legend of Oatkit with him! Either way, Oatkit and his new best mission friend (or maybe worst mission enemy) could be legends! Haha! He loved his fantasies.



(No worries! I too apologies for the delay)

>Buckbranch<

His expression fell, slowly, when Oatkit spoke. "...Yes. Yes, I smell it." He really wished he didn't. "ShadowClan is here, currently. They have been for quite some time."

He tried for a strained smile again. "How about, instead of focusing on that for now, you tell me where you've been off to? I haven't seen you around in quite some time; it was kind of a shock seeing you tucked away in those bushes there."

Originally Posted by Rainquail

Dimhazel stalked through the forest, each step careful, hoping to find the familiar traces of camp, but there was a persistent fear that they'd been gone so long they either didn't remember where home was or in the time they were gone, that camp had been moved. They grimaced each time their leg clicked strangely, likely a left over from the healing process. The sound was near silent but felt so loud to their ears.
Their ears twitched at the sound of someone approaching. They paused mid step and turned to face the noise, staring rather owlishly. They weren't expecting it to be trouble, not so far into the territory and not without them having caught some hint of it, so they waited for whoever it might be to approach them.


@Slushie

>Buckbranch<

When Buckbranch emerged from the underbrush, Dimhazel was the last cat he'd expected to run into. He'd sucked in a breath and backpedaled before he could smack right into them. The mouse in his jaws fell to the ground and he cleared his throat, a tad awkwardly. "Er- fancy running into you out here. What are you- no one's seen you in a while, where have you been?" They'd been gone since one of the last Aspenstrike meetings, the middle of last leaf-bare.

Originally Posted by Songwing

@Slushie
Nightsong stumbled through the undergrowth feeling tired and spent from the confusion filled journey of getting back to his camp. He collapsed on the ground multiple times and hadn't the slightest idea as to what had happened. He finally concluded that he would stop to rest. He went towards a bramble bush and feebly dragged his body under the sharp and pointed brambles. He then curled up and shut his eyes.

>Buckbranch<

Buckbranch took a deep breath of the new-leaf air as he slipped around the undergrowth. Most of his recent lonesome walks had been to release his anger and frustrations; he was happy to know that this was purely for enjoyment. With only light rain breaking through the canopy of the forest, almost nothing could interrupt this peace he'd found.

...Until it did. Buckbranch paused as an odd, barely familiar scent wafted by his nose. He glanced up and around for a few seconds, brow furrowed, before looking down, at the patch of brambles the stretched out next to him. He bent down to look underneath it. "...Nightsong...?"

[Captain]

( Brightpaw | they/she/he | @Shade @Slushie @masquerade @Jayvines )

> Coming in behind her so-called patrolmates, the young tortie gave a huff as their ears twitched at Nettletongue’s harsh words. She was almost tempted to snap, to stand up for herself and whatnot, but Brightpaw ultimately decided it wasn’t worth the extra trouble. They knew that she’d only get in trouble and get held back if she argued with a warrior. Setting down the three daisies that had been in her mouth, she forced a calm expression. “My apologies, I have those daisies that were requested,” they meowed, looking at Nettletongue and then Rosepaw, “I was just worried about not getting back in time for something I could not control.” With that, the slim feline dipped her head respectfully to her clanmates and then turned away, walking off elsewhere with their tail swishing behind them.

[Jayvines]

~ Mistpaw ~

Oh stars above, couldn't she just nibble on one of these stalks?... Rosepaw wouldn't mind would she?...

Just as her resolve had begun to crack, they had made it back to camp. Nettletongue's address to the medicine cat apprentice brought her hurtling back into the present, and although her pupils remained wide as river-stones she made an effort to appear relatively normal as she handed off her 4 pieces of catmint.

"Here Rosepaw, I hope this is right... But um if it's not then I'll gladly take it off your paws," she stated quickly, grey eyes lingering on the lovely smelling treasures before giving her head a shake and skittering back to the apprentice den to try and clear the clouds from her head.

[ @Adderbite @masquerade @Slushie @Shade.

[Rainee]

she was shy but they seemed nice. Well, maybe not the pure black one with the yellow eyes but the other one seemed okay.

[duskfire1]

Oatkit

He was a bit disappointed when Buckbranch explained that ShadowClan was currently here, and has been for a while. But why?! He was about to protest when Buckbranch spoke again, explaining that he shouldn't be focusing on that now, and the focus should be on his absence. Yeah, just put the fact that we have stinky invaders aside! Yep! All good. He thought, letting out a huff. Trying to remember why he went missing, he instantly forgot about ShadowClan and suddenly got nervous. Shuffling his paws, he looked at Buckbranch with a guilty look. "W-well, I left. I HAVE A REASON! I, uh, I left because uhm, I didn't know I was going to be gone for so long!" He stated, stomping his paw on the ground in anger, flexing his claws. "I left because my home was getting scary! So much shouting! So much evil! Our deputy left us! I wasn't becoming and apprentice and I was already 6 moons! So, I thought maybe I should hunt something for my sister, because she got yelled at too! And I thought that maybe, I would be able to prove I'm a worthy cat, maybe I would be a apprentice, and maybe sister would feel better!" He meowed, speaking in a rather loud manner. He wasn't ashamed. He left because something that is promised to every kit wasn't given to him, and everyone was yelling, his leader died, there was crying, anger, gah! He couldn't stand any of it. His sister was extra sad, so that made him extra mad, and he wanted her to feel better. It wouldn't be such a bad thing if he had become an apprentice already!

Grunting, he dug his claws into the ground, then gathered as much memories as he could, trying to piece together the day he left. "Then when I was hunting, I heard a noise, and tracked it down. It was a fox! It didn't see me, but being the awesome hero I was, I charged at it! Nothing was going to hurt my hurting clan! But then it beat me up. That wasn't fun. It didn't return, at least, I think. WAS THERE A FOX THAT CAME BACK AND I MISSED IT?!" He asked, getting up, suddenly concerned. Oh I hope it tore those filthy ShadowClan maggots to pieces! He thought excitedly, then instantly felt guilty about wishing death upon others. "I left before it could do much damage though. I just got this to remember it," He meowed, lifting a paw to point to a small nick in his ear. Beaming with pride, he cursed that rotten fox with every naughty word he knew in his head. Nothing is taking him down! Not ever!

"When I ran away, I got lost. I fed myself and ate some berries! Some made me puke really bad though, didn't eat those again. They are red, and have spiky, flat, dark green leaves. Don't eat them! I called them BBB, Bad Belly Berries! Anyways, I caught two mice! But that was it. I'm not the best hunter... But I found some weird stuff in this weird thing with a hollow and it had brown cube things in it, and they were surprisingly decent! I'd eat them again, if I was starving. But I'd choose a mouse or some sparrow any day if I had the choice! But I just ate off of that, stopped the berry shenanigans, and those mice were so good! I should have saved one for Foxpaw, er, the clan. Sorry, I know it's against the code to eat before your clanmates, at least, I think?" He meowed, furrowing his brow, deep in thought.

Wowzers! Someone listening to a story of mine! This is great! And the story isn't made up for once! He thought, tail held high in pride for himself. "I was able to come home after I explored the place with houses! That's where the weird poop food came from. Anyway, I saw a house I was familiar with, and I knew how to get home from there! It was great! I learned so much! Like, don't eat weird berries, and don't wander off until I'm more experienced!" He exclaimed, his face falling as he realized that he mentioned Ivy's house. Uh oh. Better hope Buckbranch doesn't ask about that! He licked his chest, shaking out his pelt, he looked at Buckbranch, wondering if there were any exiting stories that lied in him.

@Slushie //

[Abyssopelagic]

Dimhazel couldn't help the way they tensed when Buckbranch appeared from the bushes, despite how sure they were there wasn't any danger. They lowered their head as they thought of how to put what happened into words. They supposed they deserved the bluntness of his response, it's been moons.....
"To put a long story short.... I'd been at the edges of the territory alone. I don't remember why I'd gone alone. Before I could come back, a pack of dogs managed to sneak up on me."
They paused, trying to remember how many there were, the sizes of the dogs.... and reminded themself it was a rather unimportant detail, really.

"So I ran. I eventually put enough distance between myself and them I climbed a tree and waited for them to leave, but while I was climbing down, my paws slipped while I was still pretty high up and when I landed, my hind leg caught the brunt of my fall and it broke."
It was going to occur to them any moment now that they were probably being too specific and lengthy with their response, but for the now they continued on.

"I wasn't anywhere I recognized and I couldn't tell how far home was, so I.... waited. I stayed until my leg healed up. I didn't think I could make the trip without causing permanent damage. I– as is, I don't think it'll be quite the same. But I made the trip, so it's not the worst situation."
They'd managed to hunt for themself even with the broken leg, and now the leg is usable, regardless of how many strange clicks it made and the stiffness and swelling wasn't going to kill them. They might need a decent rest period before completely jumping back into warrior duties, but they could still be useful.
"I want to come home, if this is still a place I could call that."

(As a note, Dim exclusively uses they/them <3) @Slushie

[TeaHouse]

Originally Posted by Belle

"Ummmmm can I talk to you guys? Im not very social and well I think I kinda need to so uuuh can I join you?"
Golden'paw was hitting the ground again with her paw. She was trying at least to make new friends like mother said 'You need friends to keep happy and they need to have your back like you need to have theirs.' she would also talk about very interesting things so I guess mother was the kind of cat to not take very seriously but this was an exception. (her mother is an NPC) ' @Firebender @Beetle'

☆ Tree'Paw + They/He ☆

Tree turned with a small flinch he hadn't heard the cat creep up on them "Yeah! Im Tree'Paw and this is Sharp'paw" Tree said it like he'd know the cat awhile but then it hit how he said it "As you might tell we all just met today! So maybe get to know one another?" They flicked their tail and tilted their head with a polite/friendly smile

@Firebender

[Shade.]

@Adderbite
@Slushie
@masquerade
@Jayvines
@sid
@Glacial
@starry.
@RiztheHuntress

(Thanks to both patrols for the contribution to the herb storage )

[TheWhiteWolf]

❤︎ Leopardkit (he/him) | ThunderClan Kit ❤︎

❥ Leopardkit laid in a corner, taking a nap.

[flopsy]

- maplekit w. @Fenz

The small fawn kitty let his tongue slightly fall out of his mouth as he gently wove the stems of flowers together. His mother had taught him how to the last time she had visited bringing a large bouquet of flowers, his nest and the area around it were covered in flowers. They were tucked into his messy curled fur and in-between moss and sticks where he would forget their there and his nest would smell like flowers for at least a moon. There was the faint noise of kits playing and chatting throughout the nursery it was almost a strange sight to see him sitting alone with no one to watch him or to play with.

He was used to it by now his mother Sootwind had chosen to stay a warrior so she wasn't always around, but he remembered there was another molly. She looked kind of like him but he couldn't remember her eyes and he thought he had siblings but they just poofed. Perhaps his memory was starting to fail him. Finally, he had finished his first attempt at a flower crown not as nearly as perfect as his bubba's but he would get better with practice, he thinks.