ThunderClan: Life Before 2023's Sinkhole

[fishy]

FrostFeather calmly groomed her fur, listening to the clan chatter.

(OPEN)

[SpiritedWarrior]

Rainpaw

@littlelove
//Takes place after he's tended to by Sundust, capitalized letters are what Rainpaw says out loud\\

His body ached. His heart was still pounding with adrenaline, though he was . His mind was empty except for the images of the beast attacking and ripping his sister apart like it was nothing. The fear both he and Quietpaw felt was etched in his mind. He couldn't get rid of such horrid thoughts. He could've done something to save his sister, but he was frozen in fear and Rainpaw was unable to let those thoughts go as he walked into the apprentice's den. His sister's nest would now be forever empty. Her warm, small body would never be next to him again. He would never be comforted by his sister again.

Rainpaw could care less about his scars and vision in his left eye. He just wanted his sister next to him again. They were reunited maybe a moon ago, and he felt like he could throw up at any minute from how sick he was feeling, how overwhelmed he was, how desperate he was to see his sister again. Her scent flooded into his nostrils as he approached his nest and tears began to flow once more. In a few moons, her scent would be gone. I miss you already, sis... Unable to think about the whole attack much more, the young tabby went over to his sister's nest and started merging it with his.

He surrounded his nest with the moss from Quietpaw's nest, lining it along the edges so he could have his sister's comforting presence around him. I promised I would stay with you, Quietpaw. I intend to keep that promise, no matter how hard it gets for me. You are the best sister I could ever ask for... It didn't take him very long to flop on the nest, not caring to tuck his tail next to his body. He did not care to clean his pelt prior to laying down either. He couldn't. He had to honor her memory in any way he thought possible. Otherwise, it would feel like he was not doing her any justice. I'll come after you, beast. One day. My sister will not have died in vain. I will hunt you down and kill you. She saved my life and I intend to keep her memory alive. Your pelt will line my nest.

A few shaky breaths later, the mud-brown tabby tom fell into a steady slumber. However, his slumber did not remain peaceful for long. Flashes of red and yowls of terror echoed in his ears, his widened eyes remained on his sister and the beast as it tore her apart. "N...o! NO!" he yowled and felt his legs carry him forward and moved towards the beast's long orange and white snout. His claws scraped at its whiskers. "Get away from her!! GET OUT OF HERE!!" he snarled and began coughing on blood that seemed to bubble up into his mouth. His breathing became rapid and his ears felt hot. His head was aching with the pain he had gone through during the attack. "QUIETPAW!!!!"

[carmen]

Today had been a calm day, returning from hunting with a fair amount of prey, getting to move around without worrying about someone watching. She hadn't been forced to engage in conversation yet today, so that was yet another thing going her way for once. That, and, no one else had randomly died today. Nothing was wrong, all was right with the world. All was well.

Screams broke through the silence, yells and gasps and the scent reached her nose before her eyes had opened. No. How many of the younger ones recognized it from Redfur? How many of them didn't know what the stench of metal and iron and blood meant? Walking down to the growing crowd, moving through the gathering, collection, she stopped at the outer ring, a few shapes condensing long enough for recognition before flitting away, out of comprehensible thought.

It was blurring together, she was watching from outside her body, a brown and orange form looking back and forth at each cat before moving on. Cinderpaw, screaming something incomprehensible, Roosteflame, frozen, Bumblebreak, paws moving as quick as her mouth, others were doing stuff, others moving to the point where she couldn't clear her mind long enough to figure out who they were. They didn't matter, nothing mattered, only one thing she was looking for, the source of the blood, someone standing up, for StarClan knew that she wouldn't look to the ground until completely certain that it wasn't someone standing.

Rainpaw. "You?" A question, a prayer, a silent outburst asking, begging that he was the only one hurt, that the lump displayed on the ground wasn't real, she was seeing something wrong. "Why were you out of camp?" She stumbled to the side as Thrushfur brushed past her and it came together. Oh. Why weren't they healed, why was she dead, why was she dead?

She was dead.

She was a baby. She was just a baby. He was one too, he was nothing more than a little one.

"I'm sorry." Whispered words as she began to shake, eyes watering as her head tilted down to stare at the family. Broken, shattered, dead.

Weak.

Pathetic.

She was supposed to protect those who needed it, but here she was, falling apart over someone she didn't know. Falling apart over the slow decline of an era of short-lived happiness. Falling apart over the death of someone who hadn't lived long enough to experience happiness. Faces blurred again and she was falling, head spinning, nausea building.

Happy endings were nothing but hiraeth.

[dino.]

bumblebreak === > @Willowfern

Thank the stars tough love still worked on some cats. With a brief nod and a shaky breath, she took up a seat beside him in front of the nursery's opening. This- skies above. Quailfur appeared next, with an absolutely heart-wrenching cry as she collapsed onto Quietpaw beside Thrushfur. Then Oriolepaw, and her stomach rolled, remembering all the times she'd seen the bodies of the cats she'd cared about. It never got any easier.

Foxflurry next, with a question; Bumblebreak didn't think this was exactly the best time to be asking Rainpaw anything, not until things had settled down, but she couldn't bring herself to step in and cut Foxflurry off. It'd only be adding to the ongoing scene.

A shudder, nearly unnoticeable, wracked her body and she drove the heels of her paws into the grass and forced her gaze away. Now was not the time to lose herself to her thoughts, she had a freaking job to do and she was going to see it done, damn it.

[ Any kits attempting to enter the clearing MUST mention myself or Willowfern before doing so, as Bumblebreak and Roosterflame are standing in front of the nursery to make sure no one exits. ]

[Abyssopelagic]

Originally Posted by ~ moonwatcher x Qibli ~

willowlight watched the clearing

stormclaw and thunderblaze gets into an arguement

stormpaw well stormpaw is just standing while Blazekit walked around him

[all open somebody might need to take the shift of entertaining blazekit[paw] so stormpaw could rest since he's got a sprained paw]

Sorreldust shook her pelt before stepping into camp, trying to remove as much debris from her walk as she could. The first think that caught her attention as she trotted back in, was a very unhappy looking Stormpaw with a little Blazekit stomping in circles around him.
She gave a snort of laughter before finally deciding to step in and help the disgruntled apprentice. She approached the pair, tail swishing behind her to show off her good mood.
"Greetings Stormpaw. I see Blazekit's taken a liking to you. Would you like me to take him off your paws for a bit? Since it seems like you should definitely be off yours."
She looked pointedly at Stormpaw's sprained paw. Not really out of judgement, concern possibly.

[Wingnettle]

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Sootfur (he/him)
Light grey tabby with blue/grey eyes
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Sootfur's claws were sinking tightly in the hard, cold ground. The control over his body, his head, and the reality... everything was falling apart. He stood still without breathing, ignoring his shrinking chest and the burning of his lungs as his eyes were fixed on a terrible scene in front of him.

The lithe body of her beloved apprentice was laid out in an innatural position, her eyes glazed with a curtain that would never leave her. Starclan... hoe could you let this happen?
His eyes darkened and became the color of the gray sky during a thunderstorm. He could not leave the sight of the red stains coloring her fur, but too soon his sense tried to shake him awake to hear the desperate cries of Rainpaw and his parents. Oriolepaw limped toward his friend, too.

This.. must be a nightmare...
But the feel of the cold sand under his toes felt real, and he had never smelled such a strong scent of blood in his life before.
He padded on with slowly, mechanical movements, ignoring the cats he pushed away involuntary to make her way to the center of the clearing.

When he reached Quietpaw's body, he collapsed on the ground and almost choked in pain. She is DEAD... "Dead..."
Everything around him became once more blurred, but the lifeless eyes of her first apprentice kept o staring at him. I didn't save you... I'm so sorry...

Sootfur touched her head with his nose, sobbing as he made his best efforts to clunch his jaws and concentrate only on her scent. But that had disappeared, replaced by another one that had the name of death.
...Something else lingered on her pelt, but it became more obvious as he turned to Rainpaw. Something vicious that he had already smelled... something like..
"A fox." The words came out more empty than he'd thought. "Rainpaw, was it a fox?" He asked Quietpaw's brother, hoping that he would reply between a sob and another. His head was spinning at incredible speed. He needed a reply, and he needed it now.

Tears had started to stream down his face, but he'd still not realized it.
His only apprentice had not only died, but had died in a terrible way. He shut his eyes closed and felt tears leave his orbs for the first time. Whoever has done this... WILL PAY WITH THE SAME DESTINY.

And so, with Sootfur's first apprentice came also his first promise to Starclan.

[ @Willow_Tree @SpiritedWarrior @Cherry @Eaglet @Lilacquartz ]

[shaae_26]

Originally Posted by Sp00k3z

"2............10! She screamed! And bounced around/

Hailhawk heard her finish counting

[perseus.]

Daisykit played with a moss ball by themselves

[*longfire*]

Originally Posted by Abyssopelagic

Sorreldust shook her pelt before stepping into camp, trying to remove as much debris from her walk as she could. The first think that caught her attention as she trotted back in, was a very unhappy looking Stormpaw with a little Blazekit stomping in circles around him.
She gave a snort of laughter before finally deciding to step in and help the disgruntled apprentice. She approached the pair, tail swishing behind her to show off her good mood.
"Greetings Stormpaw. I see Blazekit's taken a liking to you. Would you like me to take him off your paws for a bit? Since it seems like you should definitely be off yours."
She looked pointedly at Stormpaw's sprained paw. Not really out of judgement, concern possibly.

Stormpaw jerked his head back as blazekit[paw] stepped on his tail the tom became more unhappy until seeing sorreldust come up to him, the tom looked at her tail seeing she's in a good mood unlike his mood currently"greeting sorreldust... Blazekit is taking to much liking of me, that would be great if you could watch him!" he meowed noticing the she-cat looking at his sprained paw the tom shrugged"Blazekit can be a bit of a handful so are you able to handle his excitement and wandering?" he asked

Blazekit continued stepping on stormpaws tail and walking around the 2 cats

[Jayvines]

 

Originally Posted by Wingnettle

Sootfur (he/him)
Light grey tabby with blue/grey eyes



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Sootfur dipped his head briefly and hurried inside the den, feeling a bit sorry for bothering the leader just right now. She must be tired, but this is very important.
"Sparrowstar, I... at the Gathering, tonight, I met a Shadowclan cat. She was close to give birth to her kits, and her eyes were hollow and terrified." Oh, Stars... if she doesn't allow it, I don't know what else she could do.

"We were talking about the routines in our clans, but she mentioned horrors that only Shadowclan could ever create. I..." This was the hardest part. He knew his leader would get angry at him, but he'd had no other choice. He gulped down and continued with more effort. "She seemed hopeless. I told her about the life in Thunderclan, and asked her to reach the Thunderclan border secretly in two days, so that I could bring her to you and ask for a safe home."

He bowed his head, aware that he'd taken an important decision alone and without his leader's consent. But... what if it was the only right thing to do? What other choice did I have?
She was so kind and gentle, and when she'd mentioned all of that and her eyes had darkened... I saw Flameheart in those eyes. I saw a broken warrior, but first of all a scared mother. What if Flameheart had been in her place?

This single thought was unbearable.

[ @Jayvines @SpiritedWarrior (so you can read) ]

Pausing in her grooming as she processed the words of Sootfur's story, Sparrowstar glanced up to him with an unamused look.

"You invited a Shadowclan queen to take refuge in Thunderclan," she reiterated, mentally running through the potential issues this could cause. "If she is planning to stay in Thunderclan, I suppose we could accept her. New kits are always a welcome addition to our ranks... However, this needs to be done without Dawnstar's knowledge. We cannot afford retributive actions if she were to find out, especially after your choices to speak out at tonights gathering..."

Stars, that was a mess that could have been avoided...

"I will speak to her; find out what it is she truly wants from Thunderclan's safety. However, if I find her reasonings lacking and send her away I expect you to accept that decision. No further outbursts like tonight."

 

Originally Posted by SpiritedWarrior

Flameheart

@Jayvines

Flameheart did a short, quick dip of her head in acknowledgement to the thanks Sparrowstar had offered. Her gaze returned to meet the tan and brown leader's eyes as she began to speak once again to address something that hasn't been made official in the eyes of the Clan yet.

"I also wanted to report... Sootfur and I are not just friends. We're more than that, actually. We're mates. Shortly after we became warriors, we both agreed that we were ready to be more than friends. I thought you should know for future reference. I know he's showed more than the usual amount of concern when I returned to camp after being attacked by that RiverClanner."

Rainpaw

@/Jayvines

The stern, commanding voice was not at all what he had expected from Sparrowstar after finishing his rant. He fought to keep himself from interrupting the she-cat while she spoke and let him know her thoughts about the situation. Ambition and straightforwardness are the reasons that piece of fox-dung was chosen? Really...? And I thought Sparrowstar was better than that.

"You and I have different views on my father. The ambition he has will end up destroying the Clan as we know it if he can't keep a connection with the cats he helped raise and hunt with. He's hunted with my mother, he visited me and my littermates frequently when we were all around... when Quietpaw ran away, that connection ended. He distanced himself from us. And while you say it's... 'natural' for toms to not be an active part in their kits' lives, I don't think it is. That's your opinion, and I respect it. Really, I do. But what I don't respect about what you said is that we can't keep sending parties out to search for lost Clanmates because it'll dwindle our numbers too often. Well- guess what? It's better to try and show StarClan we care about each other by sending patrols of twos or threes and sending them out every so often. I'm not saying we need to send patrols out every sunrise. I mean- come on, kits and apprentices aren't the only ones going missing. Warriors do too! And I'm not saying we shouldn't be making our own choices. If we didn't, we'd all be growing up as kittypets instead of out in the forest, under the stars and feeling the wind and taste of our prey's blood."

And he couldn't help but notice Sparrowstar's failure to answer his question, so he decided to repeat it. "Answer this question honestly, Sparrowstar: you trust Thrushfur to look out for the entirety of ThunderClan's future due to the qualities he possesses. But if he doesn't even care about his own kin enough to go out looking for them himself, how do you expect him to care for everyone else? The future of the Clan is in your paws, Sparrowstar. And I see the end of ThunderClan with his reign."

Flameheart:

A glimmer of amusement flickered across her face as Flameheart spoke again.

"I suspected as much," she stated, giving the younger molly a nod. "As long as you both keep up with your duties, that is no cause for concern. Although, do let me know if you need to ever join the queens for any amount of time."

Chuckling slightly, Sparrowstar flicked her ears slightly in dismissal before beginning to groom her paws. Taking on a mate of her own was something she hadn't committed much thought to, but it would certainly be nice to have someone at your back when things got rough...

Rainpaw:

Stars above, this young tom needed to sort out the situation between him and his family... Obviously this issue was distracting him from his training, but she could not allow this outburst to shake her clan's foundation of leadership and it seemed that her words hadn't fully sunk in.

"I have made my decision clear Rainpaw," she stated, voice shifting back to stern as she responded to his oddly intense response. "I trust Thrushfur to take on my responsibilities if I were to be divested of my duties through death or otherwise, and I will not allow Thunderclan's warriors to be distracted from the duties they swore to uphold by stretching our numbers across the forest to try and find lost cats."

Huffing out a breath of frustration, the tan molly peered down at the young apprentice before continuing.

"You have much to learn in your apprenticeship Rainpaw. Thunderclan must grow to be your first priority as a warrior; not family, not friends, not even mates. Our clan is only as strong as the warriors that inhabit it, and distractions lead to weakening that strength. Do not confuse what you feel is best for you with what is best for the clan."

 

Originally Posted by littlelove

"And how is that? How are they l-looking out for us? What do we owe to them for doing nothing except ref-refusing to see that they had a part in all of this too?!" She hissed, pelt beginning to bristle - though despite the fight in her words, she stayed locked to her spot. She held no anger for the leader, but rather for the stars that put her in this position. Cinderpaw was prepared to continue the argument, until...

The apprentice could feel herself clam up at the mention of Cindersky reached her ears. "How dare you...!" Okay, NOW there was a little anger. She should have imagine this would be brought up. She shifted uncomfortably in her spot, avoiding the leader's eye contact all of a sudden. She wasn't supposed to be angry, she was supposed to be grateful, because everyone else saw this as an inexplicable gift. It was another chance at life, they would tell her, what else was it other than a gift?

Cinderpaw didn't know what. "... Y'think I a-asked for this? Do you think it feels good standing here kn-knowing that no matter what I do it will never be e-enough to stop the stars practically reaching down and stealing our kittens from the the nursery?" The apprentice rasped, focusing on the much more interesting scenery past the den's exit. "Of course I feel indebted. Of course I do-don't wanna just dismiss her. She could have given this to a million other cats, she could have taken this herself, and now I'm here to be told she didn't. And I mean this, like, sincerely --"

She paused, staring down at her pale grey paws. The she-cat suddenly felt little, too little. Like she had been as she watched the former leader pad away and leave her to a life anew. "I'm sorry I'm not her."

Despite her suddenly gentle tone, the apprentice was still angry deep down. Part of Cinderpaw figured it was time she get back on track "Me b-being here-- it feels like a patch job. A punishment. For so, so ma-many reasons. I'm pissed at them, but not at her, and I have no reason why, Sparrowstar. An-and I still see no reason for them to judge us as worthy when they don't do a thing as we suffer. There's no be-benefits from following thecode, since Shadowclan doesn't seem to listen to a word of it and does just fine. I have never seen someone I care about die outside of our camp - aren't we supposed to be safe here? If be-believing in Starclan is what makes us a clan, then what the hell are the weasels still doing here?!"

All of a sudden, she found herself fired up again. "I'll watch my words. Won't even refer to her at the gatherings. B-b-but I want you to think on this, and prove me the hell wrong. When has believing in Starclan helped Thunderclan? Was it when they sent a million false prophets? Was it when they apointed Shadowclan's leader as a cat who ap-apparently can't even take a little squirrel callin' her the wrong name? What has it done for me?"

Quietly, the agouti apprentice turned away, and shrunk back towards the entrance. "I wish it was all easier. But praying to those who ignore us won't make it that way."

At that, she slipped out of the leader's den. Cinderpaw had fought far too many pointless battles to ignore another one that they were going to lose.

[ @Jayvines ]

Stars above, her and this apprentice were stuck in a painful stalemate...

Attempting to keep her tired face stony, Sparrowstar could not bring herself to look at the younger she-cat until she turned and padded out of her den. Could she prove her wrong? Was she capable of meeting Starclan's challenges and growing Thunderclan back into it's former glory amongst the forest?

Suddenly feeling as if she had aged about 30 moons, the tan molly let out a deflating breath before turning to slink her way into her nest at the back of the den as her tail dragged behind her.

Was this how all her clanmates saw the situation? Was it just Cinderpaw and the cats of her generation? The cats who had been dragged through the brambles since kithood?

Whatever the case, this conversation had certainly left the weight of the forest resting on Sparrowstar's shoulders...

 

Originally Posted by Sp00k3z

Acornkit sneaked in with sticky honey and pinecones and nettles. She walked up to Sparrowstars nest, looking for any watching cats.
@Jayvines

*The leader's den was empty, save for a lone nest near the back and a few trinkets carefully placed around*

 

Originally Posted by Willowfern

Roosterflame purred, his eyes closing for a moment,
“You’re doing excellent, though,” He pointed out, giving her a look with his yellow eyes, “ThunderClan hasn’t seen this much peace since… well…” He thought for a moment, mind blanking, “…since some time long before I came to ThunderClan, I suppose.”
His own purr rumbled in his chest when Sparrowstar mentioned him brightening her days,
“Well, it is certainly an honor to brighten them, O great leader,” He meowed, throwing the last part on jokingly, “I enjoy seeing other cats smile and laugh. It gives me a feeling of happiness you just can’t get by making yourself happy, y’know? To brighten your own days, you must first brighten the days of others, right?”
Roosterflame fiddled with his tail and pretended it was a mouse. He clawed through the tuft on the end as he thought,
“I’m sure I will, too,” He meowed thoughtfully, “Plenty of fun things a-happen in newleaf. I suppose that’s just StarClan saying sorry for the not-so-fun things that happen in the season prior, hm? Y’know, give a kit a moss ball after you take their favorite pebble kind of thing.”
@Jayvines

A short purr of appreciation rumbled in her chest as she finished grooming her shoulders.

"Peace is certainly something Thunderclan isn't used to, however I certainly think it's good for us to seek it out as often as we can. We deserve some stability, although I do hope that that stability does not grow into apathy..."

A huff of tiredness puffed from her jaws as her tone turned slightly wistful.

"Thunderclan needs to rejuvenate it's spark; we used to be respected warriors, but up until a few moons ago we had been seen as no better than partially organized kittypets... Don't get me wrong; I am fully aware that cats from outside our borders can make fantastic warriors (you and I are proof of that concept), but I do wish that we could repair our reputation with the other clans."

Rossterflame's little anecdote brought a half-smile to her face, and she glanced back up to the tom with the slightest hint of pain in her eyes.

"Starclan certainly seems to like those kinda things, don't they..." she hummed, quickly glancing back to the entrance of her den to observe the frosty exterior. "Trials that hopefully lead to something better on the other side... They can be fickle with how they deal with the living sometimes."

 

Originally Posted by Apollo.

. Violetslash .
( @Jayvines - Vi' has left @/poppykit's character outside the nursery for the time being, seeing as they haven't responded just yet )

By stars, It's been awhile since I've been in here. The blue/grey molly thought as she followed Sparrowstar's tan pelt into the den, and although still infriated about her clanmates and those Riverclan mutts, she couldn't help taking a moment to observe her surroundings. The den had changed a fair bit since she had been in it last, but she guessed that every leader had their preferences for where things should go, each Aspenstrike, Cindersky and Sparrowstar were certainly different in their arrangements. She huffed in annoyance, she had already gotten side tracked, she turned back to face Sparrowstar, her frustration swiftly returning as she returned to the problem at paw, "Let me make this quick," she flicked her tail, not bothering to even sit down, "Stormkit managed to leave camp undetected, I was able to track him to the Smallpines border just to find a pair of Riverclan fox-hearts kitnapping him." she paused for a moment, gauging her leaders reaction, before speaking once more, "I decided not to attack as that might put the kit's safety at risk, especially since his leg is twisted, and just as I was about to leave I spotted the loner kit sniffing around the kitnappers, so I guessed that it would be safer for it to be in the camp rather than by those mange-ridden code-brakers." her tone was oddly flat, but her irritation about the kitnapping was very audible.

The irritation that rolled off of Violetslash in waves was monumentally clear, and Sparrowstar wasn't entirely sure how worried she should be... until the molly started talking.

Immediately the rather thin Thunderclan leader's fur began to bristle at the tops of her shoulders as they quickly relayed the contemptable actions of the fish-breath's they shared a border with.

"Star's curse those foxhearts," she growled, whipping back around to exit the den and flicking her tail to indicate her clanmate should follow. "We are retrieving Stormkit immediately. Leave the other kit here, and I'll deal with them when we return."

Without another word she kicked her paws into high gear and flew out of camp towards the Riverclan border.

 

Originally Posted by Bonsai

—/— @Jayvines —/—

~^~ Duckfluff ~^~

The cream-colored tom made his way to the entrance of Sparrowstar’s den. He wasn’t quite sure how this would go! He had never just walked up to the leader directly. It felt strange. He shifted his weight from paw to paw. The memory of how his first class had ended still hung heavy in his mind. Seeing Cherrykit like broke his heart. He was sure it had been short lived, but even still. This had to be done. He was sure Glowkit’s parents would feel the same way. Some things just weren’t for kits ears, no matter how much you sugar-coated them. It was up to him to give the feedback required to make his class a good place for learning. It was his duty! That’s what he had agreed to when he had volunteered for this position. Cats were counting on him. Kits even! “Sparrowstar? Do you have a moment?” He meowed before entering. An uncharacteristically somber expression had fallen over his face like a cloud. For all his antics, this was important. It was business! And kits were involved. His kits were involved. So he kept his tone and posture professional. Even if it felt and looked a little unnatural. He didn’t know Sparrowstar well, and he didn’t want her to write him off. Not that she would, just it was better to be on the safer side.

Brown ears perked up as one of her warriors called into her den.

"Of course. What can I do for you Duckfluff?" she stated, turning to face the tom as he entered her abode. Paws-crossed everything was running smoothly, but one could never be too sure of that these days.

 

Originally Posted by moonlit.x

| Lambkit |
| He/Him |
| A curlied grey furred tabby tom with a white tail tip and paws; Yellow eyes |

~ The monster is awake! Lambkit's eyes widened once he heard the hum from the beast in the nest. Oh no, it was moving! The curly furred tom quickly moved out of the way of the paw- I mean claws of the monster. If the monster got him then mama would be sad.. he didnt know about his brothers though- Nevermind that!

"I'm not a mouse! or a stick!"

No use in staying quiet due to the monster already knowing he was there. ~

"Not a mouse OR a stick hmmm?"

Sparrowstar's rumbling response was given as she finally fully cracked open her eyes and peered over the side of the moss of her nest at the little intruder.

"What are you then little one? Perhaps a little woodpecker?"

A glimmer of amusement flickered across her eyes, but the tan molly kept her expression curious. Whatever was this young kit doing here?