Wisppaw attemped to wiggle through the busy Thunderclan clearing, trying to get to the freshkill pile. "Excuse me, sorry..." She kept on mumbling as she dodged around bigger cats.
Looks like some of the younger warriors were arguing about something. Loudly. She took a detour to avoid that whole situation, but as she turned, Wisppaw tripped over a paw and into somebody's side.
"I-I didn't mean to do that! Are you okay?" Wisppaw fretted, looking down at the young, golden cat she had toppled over. @Cxndy_Fatal
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Goldenpaw was tiredddd. Like, more so than normal. It was, what, sunhigh? And he already felt like conking out. So, he simply flopped onto his side in the middle of the clearing and closed his eyes, maybe exaggerating some snoring just for the fun of it. After all, he lived purely to be an annoyance to others.
He was lying carelessly in his lair at the time. He delivered that lengthy speech at the Thunderwillow with his eyes fixed on the earth. Did Thunderclan concur that this was a sensible move? Did he consider it to be a strong speech? He had no idea. If cats even heard what he said if his words even reached their hearts. He then glanced briefly at Sootfur. Buried in a gory heap of dirt and debris. His eyes widened, and he quickly changed positions to look directly into Sootfur's eyes. He was worried when he saw the look on his son-in-law's face. Oh my, don't tell me there's another major issue. He listened to Sootfurs' impatient huffing and puffing as the tom struggled to find the right words. A dead body? A cat? Without their pelt? How is that even doable? He couldn't believe Dawnstar would tolerate such absurdity, especially from a member of his own clan. How could they? Do they not have a shred of mercy before killing poor Dawnpaw?
Thrushfur went over to comfort Sootfur right away. That mental picture must have been awful for the warrior. And how could Shadowclan treat them like that? What else would it be if Shadowclan didn't want to begin a battle with them straight away? They appeared to be so ruthless from the outside. When he served as deputy, he had respect for Dawnstar, but now that they had committed such a heinous murder, his clan was in grave danger. Then, it was hard to resist engaging in a conflict of some kind with them. [B]"For Dawnpaw to be able to find serenity in Starclan, may Dawnpaw's spirits be placed with Starclan."[B] He sighed as he felt the blood surge to his face in fear and rage. His blue eyes burned with fury as he merely stormed inside his own head. "If Shadowclan continues to argue with us over our borders, war will inevitably break out. We'll then have to confront them directly. We must demonstrate to them that we have both intellect and brawn, therefore we must be patient and cautious. Sootfur I am aware that you might feel the need to exact revenge, but we are unable to sacrifice any of our cats by sending them charging into battle like bird-brains. I assure you that Thunderclan will seek vengeance because that behavior resembled a declaration of war. If they dare to kill one of our cats, we will strike back with all the force of the thunder. Whatever Dawnstar is thinking, I'm one step behind her."
Sootfur felt only half-comforted by Thrushfur's promises. One cat has already died. And he was not the only one. How many other of his clanmates will suffer under Dawnstar's claws? The gray tabby couldn't help but feel like no leader in Thunderclan or in the whole group of clans will ever dare to challenge Shadowclan. To him, every promise was empty. A sick remembrance of Dawnpaw's skinned body left at the vultures.
He darkened his eyes at the mention of vengeance but dipped his head to the new leader. He would never want to send his clanmates into battle without the right consideration. He would never want to see Flameheart there, facing Shadowclan and fighting for her life. But this was going too far, and no one seemed to realize it... what if, the next time he would find Crowpaw's body? What about Flameheart? She was very well-known, never scared to speak for herself.
He stared at his paws feeling miserable, exhausted. Tonight he wouldn't go to sleep without first grooming himself. Maybe, it would be better to just sleep outside alone in the cold night. "...I understand, Thrushfur. But remember that today a young, inexperienced, vulnerable apprentice was attacked without good reason and his honor torn away." We didn't even had the chance to bury him in Willow's Rise.
Sootfur padded toward the entrance of the leader's den, stopping right at the edge. Without turning his gaze, he spoke his last words."...Shadowclan isn't a clan of warriors anymore. Just a bunch of rogues with their own rules."
And with that he left the den with a swirl of his dirty tail, leaving dirt and mud paw steps along the way.
Yikes, she really was beginning to loose herself. It was pretty crazy with everything that was going on in the clan though. At least for her, she sighed. Right when she was gonna become a warrior too. She couldn't even remember why she had left. It was all just a large blur of one moment she was in the camp, then next she was outside. She shook her head, the least she could do is attempt to contribute to the clan again. And maybe get an useful mentor this time.
Bumb after like 5 hours I'm on pretty often so If I don't get to our rp the means I forgot- ;-; (Yes if you were wonder ing the ;-; is my favorite face)
DUCKKIT
Duckkit lingered at the nursery's entrance, his oversized paws slowly shifting as he tried to work out some of the grime under his claws. He'd been having a good morning so far, burying his face deep into his mother's soft fur and breathing in the familiar and comforting scent of his family. Duckkit spent most of his days lounging around and staying close to mom. On this particular morning, however, he was decidedly restless. Duckkit slunk off early to stand at the nursery's entrance, not wanting to interrupt anyone's sleep. Perhaps he should have been concerned that his only activities involved cuddling dreamingcloud, but at the moment Duckkit was staring directly at the sun as it peaked over the ravine of Thunderclan's camp.
Fortunately for his eyes, the senior ranks of Thunderclan appeared to be awakening around him. Warrior patrols began soon after, as apprentices hopped around the clearing with their boundless energy. He wasn't a particularly nervous kit, but he still felt awkward approaching anyone other than his family. Still, the morning bustle seemed appealing, and Duckkit felt compelled to participate. His clanmates worked so hard, shouldn't he should also pitch in?
Duckkit attempted to exude authority as he hobbled over to the fresh-kill piles on legs that were far too short. The tom inhaled deeply and examined the pile intently, circling it a few times to ensure he checked every angle. Sitting back on his hunches (and almost falling over) Duckkit made sure at least a few cats were nearby before announcing "All good here." What did that entail? Not even Duckkit knew, he thought it sounded very professional though. After the ordeal, he was positively exhausted, after all, he had just conducted a thorough investigation. Duckkit would have liked to get up and return to his nest at this point, but the thought of all that movement made him yawn. He decided that the best course of action would be to remain seated, just a pace away from the pile, and keep an eye out for any funny business.
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extremely small pale yellow kit with faint orange markings and brown eyes.
Lately duckling’kits sleep had been horrific. Between being bitten by the occasional flea or being awoken by other loud kits he found it hard to sleep. Of course there was on,y one exception for a loud cat and that happened to be his twin brother, duckkit. Dark brown eyes scanned the nursery in the dark hues of the night. Of cours ein wasn’t even day an d this small kit was already awake. Unfortunately for him once he was woken up he could no longer sleep again. Shifting from his place beside his brother he got up and wandered off around the nursery. Why am I here? No..why was i born? For what purpose was I created.. he sat down at the nursery entrance eyeing the stars for a while. I Wonder if brother believes in the stars like I do? After all he and mother are the on,y ones to show kindness to me and treat me normally. I’m not that small right?..right… his ears drooped at the thought of him being smaller than other cats.
It had taken a while but now he felt sleepy once more. Padding back to the nest he curled himself next to his brother for warmth. After a while though he felt his brothers presence disappear and his heart stopped. Did he leave me?..wait no.. rolling over and lifting a sleepy head he gazed at his brothers form beside the nursery entrance. Getting up and waddled over to join him. Hey Brother..why do you think everyone pity’s me? I’m normal Right? his eyes teared up as he turned his head away. Why do they always bully me? What did I ever do to them!
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“That makes sense…” Midnightkit said, looking at her claws. “I don’t know why I feel sad too. I didn’t know her at all but I still feel like she was close to me.”
Cherryrain smiled down at the kit. She decided she'd test the small kit's knowledge on the Clans. "Do you know what happens after this?"
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Cherryrain smiled down at the kit. She decided she'd test the small kit's knowledge on the Clans. "Do you know what happens after this?"
A bit embarrassed, Midnightkit shook her head. Truth be told, she didn’t know a whole lot about Clan life. But she was only a kit, and she decided she’d learn when she was an apprentice.
Wisppaw attemped to wiggle through the busy Thunderclan clearing, trying to get to the freshkill pile. "Excuse me, sorry..." She kept on mumbling as she dodged around bigger cats.
Looks like some of the younger warriors were arguing about something. Loudly. She took a detour to avoid that whole situation, but as she turned, Wisppaw tripped over a paw and into somebody's side.
"I-I didn't mean to do that! Are you okay?" Wisppaw fretted, looking down at the young, golden cat she had toppled over. @Cxndy_Fatal
Yelløwpaw ,,
Shoving himself to his paws, he blinked. ‘I’m fine! It’s all good. Camps a mess right now.’ He admitted, shaking his fur free of dust. ‘I’m Yelløwpaw! You’re.. Wisppaw, right? I remember you!’ He cheerfully smiled at the other young feline, his posture straight.
Stormkit nodded. He was already six moons but couldn’t become an apprentice quite yet. The tom was listening intensely to make sure he didn’t miss anything.
“No questions from me, Blackfir,” Stormkit said quietly.
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Hollykit [She/Her]
Hollykit was listening the best she could, careful of leaving anything out. Her attention span is very poor.
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Puddlekit [He/Him]
Puddlekit, beside Stormkit, was listening just as intently as Stormkit.
“What is the most important rule of the Warrior Code?” Puddlekit asked politely.
**Blackfir**
He was quiet a moment as the kits all gave their various responses but then he stopped on Puddlekit. "To obey it," he chuckled lightly at his own joke but then let his face twist contemplatively. After a couple heartbeats, he answered more seriously, "Other than to put your first loyalty to your clan, I guess it'd be that your leader's word is the Warrior Code. Remember, leaders were chosen and approved by Starclan, but leaders are also cats just like the rest of us. If you feel your leader has strayed and is no longer fit, there is a process to elect the deputy to take leadership. Insubordinance only leads to confusion and disorder."
He paused a moment before continuing, "The rest of the codes are about traditional clan life to keep everything running smoothly. Another important one you'll need once you're apprentices is the Gathering is protected under the Warrior Code as a time of peace. So when oyu are permitted to go to the Gathering, you must respect that there is to be no fighting. As for our leadership, they have some of their own rules. After a leader dies or disappears, the deputy will become leader, unless Starclan rejects them. If a deputy is promoted or disappears, another new deputy must be named as soon as possible though a deputy should have had at least one apprentice. Are there any questions?"
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He was quiet a moment as the kits all gave their various responses but then he stopped on Puddlekit. "To obey it," he chuckled lightly at his own joke but then let his face twist contemplatively. After a couple heartbeats, he answered more seriously, "Other than to put your first loyalty to your clan, I guess it'd be that your leader's word is the Warrior Code. Remember, leaders were chosen and approved by Starclan, but leaders are also cats just like the rest of us. If you feel your leader has strayed and is no longer fit, there is a process to elect the deputy to take leadership. Insubordinance only leads to confusion and disorder."
He paused a moment before continuing, "The rest of the codes are about traditional clan life to keep everything running smoothly. Another important one you'll need once you're apprentices is the Gathering is protected under the Warrior Code as a time of peace. So when oyu are permitted to go to the Gathering, you must respect that there is to be no fighting. As for our leadership, they have some of their own rules. After a leader dies or disappears, the deputy will become leader, unless Starclan rejects them. If a deputy is promoted or disappears, another new deputy must be named as soon as possible though a deputy should have had at least one apprentice. Are there any questions?"
All three kits listened intently, “Nope!” They chirped.
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