A huff escaped her muzzle as the tan molly bent down to sniff at the kit before her. Didn't seem to have any wounds or illnesses... at least that was a positive.
"We have rules in place for a reason Blazingkit," she stated, standing up straight once again as she peered down on the small ball of fluff before her. "Kits are not to leave camp. You could have gotten seriously injured out there."
Pausing a moment, she gave him a final once over before continuing.
"You are going to head straight back to the nursery. I am certain the queens have been worried sick about you. Do not let me hear about you wandering off again little one, or your apprentice ceremony will be pushed back."
[ Done! Blazingkit will be moved off the missing list ]
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Streamtail's ears drooped and she replied, "Yes Sparrowstar, but may I still adopt this little kit? I would like it if I could visit her and maybe teach her how to hunt?"
Then with a sigh and on hearing the kit's comment about the cold she wraps her tail around the young kit.
@Jayvines
Stars above... This queen really didn't comprehend the situation did she???
"Streamtail, my patience is wearing thin here," she stated, tone dipping into sterner waters. "You need to remember, you made vows to serve Thunderclan as a warrior and now work to raise it's young. Your duty is to bring up the youth in our clan. If this kit returns in Newleaf to become an apprentice you may do as you wish, but until then I expect your focus to remain in camp and on your litter where it belongs."
A frosty look was given to the queen before she turned back towards the entrance of camp.
"Do as you have been instructed. If you have issues with my decision, I am sure you know where to find Copperfire or one of our Keepers, but I expect you to re-evaluate your priorities."
[ Done. Teddie has been rejected, however they are welcome to resubmit in the spring ]
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Shiver'Blaze fluffed out his fur defensively. " I wasn't on OUR territory. " he explained, struggling to stay calm. " I was exploring the unclaimed territory south of our territory, I caught wind of a strange scent and went to investigate. " the tom mewed slowly.
@Jayvines
The thin molly's brown ears flicked back in irritation as the tom before her dove directly into half-baked excuses.
"Why, stars tell did you not report back when discovering a strange scent?" she stated dryly, gaze hardening as she spoke. "You run off with no warning, no back-up, and strayed so far that you could not find your way back until now. That does not seem like a sound strategy."
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SoftRipple spotted a fellow former clanmate. "Oh thank starclan!" she said and padded quickly over. "Twolegs...." She said bitterly and frowned.
Giving the molly a few quick sniffs to determine whether she was injured anywhere else, Sparrowstar stepped back only after she was satisfied that her ears were the only thing hurt. A frown creased her muzzle as the bitter answer was received.
"Curse those blasted creatures," she grumbled, tail twitching behind her. "Come, let's get you home so Sundust can take a look at your ear. We need all the warriors we can get this season."
[ Done! Softripple has been moved off the missing list ]
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Roosterflame seemed to be a magnet for twoleg trouble. This time, not only had they captured and defiled him with yet another collar, but this time they’d taken him to a strange, sterile place, where other captives were taken for what they called “treatment”.
The first thing Roosterflame had been met with upon coming to after slipping from a branch and breaking his leg, had been the leering eyes of another cat, who introduced herself as Lily Anne, also called “Cuddly baby”, telling him that he was to be “treated” by the “vet”.
From what Roosterflame gathered in the “waiting room” (What he could gather at the time, that is. He was often distracted by the sharp, unrelenting pain in his left hind leg.) was that this “vet” was a kind of medicine twoleg who specialized in cats, dogs, etc., so he’d felt a little more at ease knowing he was soon to be in careful hands, but the experience was not like a trip to the medicine den at all! He barely remembered it for the most part (He’d blocked it out, along with other unpleasant memories from his past.), but what he did remember was that the medicine twoleg didn’t lesson the pain in his leg at all. If anything, his leg hurt much more after that horrible trip.
Upon arrival at the twoleg den where Roosterflame supposed he’d be taking up temporary residence until his leg healed and the twolegs who owned the place trusted him enough to let him go outside when he wished, Roosterflame was accosted by a little curly-furred thing of a dog that couldn’t have been much larger than Dawnstar at the very most. The dog just seemed curious and eager to play, but Roosterflame was not in the mood. Normally, he’d turn away and try to ignore it, but due to the pain in his leg and his frustration with having been captured and kidnapped a second time in less than six moons, Roosterflame swiped at the yappy thing, causing it to dash away, tail between legs.
Roosterflame regretted swiping at the dog. Even though it was a menace, Roosterflame wouldn’t have loathed its company, as he much preferred yappy little dogs to loud, annoying twolegs.
Eventually, the torture that was a broken leg ended, and although Roosterflame now would have to walk with a permanent, noticeable limp, he was fine, good as new, and ready to go home.
Annoyingly, this twoleg couple seemed a lot more careful with their pets, as they didn’t let Roosterflame out as an indoor-outdoor kittypet. Which, in Roosterflame’s opinion, was actually a pretty smart move for the twolegs, considering the predator population in the woods beyond, but horrible for Roosterflame.
Roosterflame made his escape only yesterday, when the twolegs were bringing in their fresh-kill. He hated hearing their despaired exclamations as he dashed from the house, and he wished the two of them the best of luck finding a Kittypet willing to live with them, but they were soon forgotten as the joy at the prospect of homecoming began to flood Roosterflame’s heart.
Now, he was back in ThunderClan territory, the cumbersome blue collar still around his neck, for it was tighter than the previous one. He would need help getting it off.
Roosterflame has regrettably failed to find any prey on the way back home, but he was sure that Sparrowstar would let him in besides (At least, he hoped it was Sparrowstar who would greet him. ThunderClan went through leaders so fast it often scared Roosterflame.).
@Jayvines
Her recent solo hunting trips were starting to find more than just prey these days. The familiar scent of a returning peer gave her pause as she strode through the forest on her usual path.
"Roosterflame!" she called out, voice breaking through the stillness of the Leafbare forest. "Where in the stars have you been?"
Green eyes flicked to his seemingly injured leg and the blue collar clinging to his neck.
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“All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us.”
It was finally happening. The moment she had waited moons for. Everything seemed so different from when she first started her apprenticeship. All her mentors were gone.
Lynxfuzz... Roseheart... Cindersky... The last one hurt the most. She had seen the she-cat as a sort of second mother, an adoptive role model after her own mother's passing. Were she and Dewshine doing alright in Starclan?
She noticed out of the corner of her eye that Softpaw seemed to freeze up. She realized then that the black and white she-cat was in the same position. Both their families gone, all those they were close to. Taking a moment to give Softpaw a glance of sympathy, she offered a small smile. I'm here. We're here. We'll do this together.
Turning her amber eyes back to the brown furred leader, Emberpaw straightened her posture and fixed Sparrowstar with a look of pure determination. "I do."
Dunestorm leads the way to a tree, "Okay, now try to climb this. I'll give you pointers."
Cold'Paw He/Him ThunderClan App + A silver Charcoal bengal with a startling green gaze +
The tom stared up, long way up. He put his forepaws on the
rough bark, raising his tail. He hunched back and kicked. With
a speedy shot he got up but he was unable to keep his claws
in the bark, he began to fall but twisted in air and landed on
his paws with a heavy 'Huff!'
Streamtail got up, "Oh alright honey, what do you want to play?" She tilts her head, nosing Glowkit's siblings in a pile in the nest, "What about hide-and-seek?"
@Aethon @Peril @Holly Jolly Ashie (Glowkit is the fourth kit in the litter because the player playing fernkit went inactive! Also, the kits are now 1 moon old! They're eyes and ears are open by now.)
ReedKit He/Him
ReedKit perked his head and looked at his mother and other
siblings. He leapt up with drowsy dark brown eyes. "I'm in.."
He yawned his ears tilted both ways almost daring for him to
fall asleep.
Flameheart stayed silent as Beastwatcher and Sparrowstar finished up the discussion with Sharppaw's situation and dipped her head in confirmation of her leader's question. There's a lot to be covered... Her pink nose twitched as she organized all the mental notes she took before coming inside the warm den the tan and brown she-cat slept in. Right... one thing at a time...
"There's a lot I wish to discuss... Foxpaw, for one. I've been helping her train because her mentor apparently hasn't been doing anything. Cardinalspice has seemed to have gone missing, but regardless, even before Cardinalspice left ThunderClan, Foxpaw hasn't gotten any training until she came to me. I taught her how to climb trees before coming here to inform you of her lack of training."
"Not only that, but I also had to scold both Galekit and Blazingpaw. It seemed they got into some sort of insult war and they both got carried away. When I stepped in to intervene, Galekit was upset and crying. I scolded both of them and took Galekit back to Rainfall after he apologized. Blazingpaw, however, refused to apologize and sprinted off to StarClan knows where."
While we're discussing, I should bring my family up... she paused for a moment before continuing to allow Sparrowstar a moment to think about all these instances.
"And... before all this, I discovered I had family in ThunderClan," she sighed. "Deadflame's my father. He told me all about my relatives while we were on a walk. My niece is Lotuskit and my nephew is Beankit. They're the son and daughter of my older brother, Jack, who I think we should watch out for. He's dangerous from what Deadflame said and murdered my two littermates. While we're on the subject... Deadflame left ThunderClan. He wanted to live with my other brother, Echo, instead of becoming an elder."
The news of Deadflame would probably come as a shock to the older ThunderClanner, just as it had for Flameheart, but she decided to move the conversation forward because she didn't want to linger too long in her emotions once again like she had when talking with Sootfur about it all.
"Lotuskit and Beankit are the only blood relatives I have here in ThunderClan. Would it be possible if, when the time comes... I can mentor one of them?" the young classic tabby Maine Coon looked at her paws before continuing. "It's the least I can do, I want them to grow up responsible and loyal, I don't want them to end up like their father or grandfather. ThunderClan deserves to have good warriors, and I believe I can contribute to ThunderClan by mentoring one of my relatives. My father brought me here when I was a kit, I believe this could be one of the ways I pay my debt to ThunderClan. As a thank you."
This was a strange request to make, especially since the young warrior hadn't been a warrior for very long. In fact, she was just now coming up on her second moon of warriorhood. I suspect it'll feel strange for quite some time, being a warrior, but everyone must've felt like this at least once.
"My father broke the code by taking a kittypet as a mate. He broke the code by abandoning ThunderClan when we needed him the most. My brother is a murderer and probably feared by cats who live around him since, according to Deadflame, he calls himself Jack o' Lantern. My mother abandoned me after my littermates were killed, which is why Deadflame brought me here. I want to change the rule-breaking history of my family and form it into something I can be proud of. By mentoring my niece or nephew, I can do that."
Well... that was certainly quite a bit to report.
Blazingpaw seemed to be developing into a rather problematic character... Perhaps she'd need to speak with Copperfire about an appropriate intervention since he was assigned to the young tom. And the--honestly, quite surprising--revelation regarding Deadflame's apparent abandonment of his clan was a truly unfortunate development.
Blinking briefly as she mulled over the in-depth report, she swiped a tongue over her muzzle before responding.
"We will certainly keep an eye out for this 'Jack' character. If he is as dangerous as you say, I would prefer any potential meetings to be with multiple warriors rather than solo interactions," she started, flicking her tail out behind her. "And, while I'm certainly happy that you have learned of your blood-kin in Thunderclan I am sorry that things have ended up so complicated. No matter your kin, the warriors of this clan will be here for you Flameheart. I do not wish for you to doubt that."
Onto the apprenticeship request.
"Perhaps once Lotuskit has reached the appropriate age you can train her. I am certain that you will be a good influence on the both of them; just look at how proactive you have been around camp."
This new warrior was certainly making waves; a trait that Sparrowstar deeply appreciated.
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Her guarded resolve quickly began to crumble, and she averted her eyes as she sat down—a little closer to the center of the den this time—and wrapped her tail around her paws. When Sparrowstar spoke her gaze snapped right back up again, further narrowed. "There's no issue," she managed to say without hissing. "I'd already talked to Shallowshiver, Cinderpaw, and Cindersky about this. Might as well be your turn, before I ask for what I need."
She gathered her words again before beginning. They came a bit easier than last time, perhaps because she knew Sparrowstar much less personally. "I know you still believe I'm a tom. Everyone does, and I don't blame 'em. It's not like I've ever said anything about it. But I'm not. Never was. I'm a she-cat and I'd like for you to start referring to me as such."
Without waiting for a reaction, she barreled on, the sentences practically tumbling from her tongue in their urgency. "I'd like the whole Clan to refer to me as such. I'm sick and tired of hearing the wrong words day after day. I want to make an announcement at the next meeting about it." Something edged with sharp determination entered her tone, and her eyes took on an almost challenging light. "I'd like your permission but I'm just as willing to do it without."
Bumblebreak meant it. Hearing the same incorrect thing each day felt sickening, and even if Sparrowstar denied it for whatever reason(perhaps for some foolishly bigoted excuse, if she was truly as cruel as some part of Bumblebreak feared), she had no issue with barging her way up that tree.
Something told her Cindersky would have admired that.
The urgent tone way in which Bumblebreaks words poured out was almost as surprising as the content of her rapid phrases. Eyes widened slightly as the tan molly mulled over the abruptness of this announcement; desperately attempting to pull forth words of... Surprise? Humor? Acceptance? Truly she was... out of her depth here, but the least she could do was put her best paw forward and make an attempt to say something meaningful.
However, eloquence was unfortunately not her strongest trait. Clearing her throat after what seemed to have been a rather extended silence, Sparrowstar attempted a response.
"I am... I can certainly refer to you as such Bumblebreak," she stated, attempting to latch onto any sort of solid speech of acceptance as her mind whirred. "And I am sure your clanmates will be glad to know of this correction. I am--that is, I'm terribly sorry if you ever thought I'd deny you the ability to make that announcement. You are welcome to do so at the next meeting once my own announcements are complete."
Her bumbling words seemed far from adequate in her mind, but an attempt of a supportive smile grew across her muzzle.
"You deserve to feel safe and welcomed in your home, so if anyone prevents that be sure to let me know. I will not tolerate any divisions amongst our clanmates over frivolous and narrowminded beliefs."
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“All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us.”
"Then by the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior names."
Both of these young she-cats more than deserved this promotion, so the strong affirmation to her question made her chest swell in pride. A quick leap brought her down to the same level as the two cats before her and she gently rested her muzzle on each of their heads as she spoke.
"Softpaw [ [I @WinterMara[/I] ], from this moment on you will be known as Softsky. StarClan honors your kindness and empathy, and we welcome you as a full warrior of Thunderclan."
"Emberpaw [ [I @Rizo[/I] ], from this moment on you will be known as Embertalon. StarClan honors your bravery and determination, and we welcome you as a full warrior of Thunderclan."
Stepping back she allowed a few moments for her clanmates to cheer for the newly appointed warriors before continuing with a dip of her head.
"Tonight you will preform your vigil at the camp entrance. You both have excelled in your training; even with the trials and tribulations that have plagued your youth, you have persevered and overcome them. I am very proud of you two."
A final nod of acknowledgement was given to the newly appointed warriors before she sprung back up to her place amongst the branches of the willow.
"I would also like to announce a new sort of training that I would like implemented in camp for Thunderclan's kits," she started, green eyes flicking to both the kits and queens present in the clearing. "We have had an ongoing problem with kits wandering out of camp, disobeying rules of safety, and a few general behaviour issues that I would like to avoid in future. Small and simple lessons outside of the bounds of the nursery seem, in my mind, the most efficient way to proceed here."
"While kits will only be required to complete two of these lessons, I would encourage them to seek out any and all of the training available to them to get a head start on their apprenticeship."
Pausing a moment to collect her thoughts, Sparrowstar continued.
"There will be six types of lessons taught. Clan Etiquette, Clan Relations, Clan History, Warrior Code, Herbs, and Hunting. Obviously these topics will need to be simplified for younger ears, but I have no doubt that each of you are well equipped to provide such training."
"If there is anything outside of what I've already stated that you believe should be added to the education, I would welcome you to see me after the meeting to pitch those ideas. This will be a rather involved task focused within the bounds of camp, so I'd greatly appreciate it if the Queens and Elders took to teaching them, however, Warriors are welcome to teach as long as they are keeping up with the training of their apprentices, and apprentices are welcome to act as assistants."
Giving a brief knowing glance to Cinderpaw, the tan molly adjusted her paws before continuing.
"If you would like to be more heavily involved in this undertaking, I would appreciate volunteers."
The young she-cat happily watched as her former denmates, Softpaw and Emberpaw, took their vows and earned their warrior names. Just a moon ago, Flameheart and Sootfur had done the same. No doubt, this was worth all the extra training Softsky and Embertalon had done to get to this point. They’d certainly turn into promising warriors for ThunderClan.
“Embertalon! Softsky! Embertalon! Softsky!” She called out, eager to start the chanting of her new denmate’s names.
After both warriors had been celebrated by the Clan, Flameheart’s ears perked as she heard about the new system which would be implemented into the Clan. While it was certainly interesting, she took great thought into ways she could help the younger generations of her Clan.
“I’ll volunteer to teach kits the basics of hunting!” she rose to her paws and looked up at Sparrowstar ( @Jayvines ), eager to do more for ThunderClan.
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Rainpaw
Rainpaw glanced around. None of his family had shown up for the meeting, but that was okay. They didn’t have to come, it wasn’t necessary mandatory. But he did hope Cinderpaw was somewhere in the crowd. He liked the she-cat and wished she enjoyed some parts of Clan life. Turning his attention back to the newly named warriors, the young tabby tom happily yowled out their names in congratulations.
”Embertalon! Softsky! Embertalon! Softsky!”
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The young she-cat happily watched as her former denmates, Softpaw and Emberpaw, took their vows and earned their warrior names. Just a moon ago, Flameheart and Sootfur had done the same. No doubt, this was worth all the extra training Softsky and Embertalon had done to get to this point. They’d certainly turn into promising warriors for ThunderClan.
“Embertalon! Softsky! Embertalon! Softsky!” She called out, eager to start the chanting of her new denmate’s names.
After both warriors had been celebrated by the Clan, Flameheart’s ears perked as she heard about the new system which would be implemented into the Clan. While it was certainly interesting, she took great thought into ways she could help the younger generations of her Clan.
“I’ll volunteer to teach kits the basics of hunting!” she rose to her paws and looked up at Sparrowstar ( @Jayvines ), eager to do more for ThunderClan.
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Rainpaw
Rainpaw glanced around. None of his family had shown up for the meeting, but that was okay. They didn’t have to come, it wasn’t necessary mandatory. But he did hope Cinderpaw was somewhere in the crowd. He liked the she-cat and wished she enjoyed some parts of Clan life. Turning his attention back to the newly named warriors, the young tabby tom happily yowled out their names in congratulations.
”Embertalon! Softsky! Embertalon! Softsky!”
Quietkit heard the commotion from inside the nursery, and she blinked awake. She had passed out pretty soon after she had been brought back from being missing for a few moons and slept soundly through the night and a good part of the day. Getting to her paws she gave a small yawn and poked her head out, initially confused as to what was going on. Her eyes widened when she realized that new warriors were being appointed and a meeting was being held. How did she sleep through all this?? There was probably so much she had missed and, now feeling a bit guilty, she slowly padded up to the crowd of cats. Hopefully she hadn't missed any important announcements.
Quietkit's head turned slightly as she stopped at the edge of the crowd, hesitating. She didn't see anyone she recognized, and she suddenly felt very nervous and anxious. She desperately wanted to see a familiar face, and she started scanning through the cats that were gathered. Finally spying Rainpaw, relief surged over her, and she tentatively made her way over him. She gave a few cats small, polite smiles if she brushed by them and finally sat near Rainpaw, anxiety still fluttering in her stomach, though it was less noticeable now that she was with someone she knew. She tipped her head slightly and gave him a warm smile before glancing up to hear what Sparrowstar was saying.
The orange she-cat was mildly stunned as she heard her new name. Had she really earned something so fierce sounding? Compared to how i used to be... I suppose.
Hearing Sparrowstar praise her bravery and determination, her chest swelled with pride in herself. She had worked very hard. It had taken moons. Most of her former denmates were gone. My denmates. I get to move to the warriors den! I don't have to be cramped anymore!
The idea of having space to move around instead of shoving herself into a smaller den designed for younger cats was exhilarating. Then she heard Sparrowstar's next words. She was proud. This amazing she-cat who lead the clan, friend of her mentor Cindersky, was proud. She hadn't realized how much she needed to hear that. Blinking away the start of tears from her amber eyes, Embertalon dipped her head to Sparrowstar. "Thank you, Sparrowstar. That means a lot to me," she replied softly before letting her gaze travel over the gathered cats, chanting the new names she and Softsky had received.
Turning to Softsky, she gave a friendly smile, the first time she'd been able to show happiness in a long time. "We did it, Softsky. We finally did it," she mused happily to the brown and white she-cat.
“Softsky! Embertalon! Softsky! Embertalon!” The only thing more uplifting than apprentice ceremonies was warrior ceremonies. He himself had been in their paws not long ago. It’s hard earned, the apprentice moons were tougher than just the training though the training in itself was tiring. When a warrior made it to this ceremony, they’d earned it.
Blackfir’s ears pricked though at the mention of kits. Unruly kits was indeed a problem. Someday Blackfir hoped to have his own kits sharing that nursery and some of the tales and issues he’d heard filtering from that den put him on edge. He could swear all he wanted that it wouldn’t be his kits, not with whatever queen he found himself, but truthfully he knew he couldn’t be sure. Lessons. It made more sense than Blackfir had expected. Kits were naturally curious, that was what often led them into these dangerous and risky behaviors. He nodded and lifted his chin. Sparrowstar had mentioned queens and elders specifically but the chance to get some more paws on among the kits felt both a great way to prepare for his own as well as get acquainted with some of the upcoming apprentices that he may end up training some day. ”Sparrowstar, I’d be honored to help in any way I’m needed. I could teach the warrior code.” Clan etiquette, relations, and hunting he felt confident in. Flameheart had been quick to volunteer for hunting and really all warriors and even the queens and elders should have at least enough hunting prowess to teach kits. The clan history he felt he could manage but he was a young tom and had, admittedly, not spent as much time with the elders learning their stories as he should have and he knew next to nothing about herbs and medicine cat things. He managed not to get himself killed but that was mostly because he preferred to leave leafy things out of his mouth altogether unless instructed by a medicine cat. But he’d found a particular fondness for the warrior code through his apprenticeship and teaching it to kits felt like a way that he could get closer to both.
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