ThunderClan: Life Before 2023's Sinkhole

[perseus.]

Cranberryfrog and Daisykit exist


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[mooncake]

Originally Posted by Acantha

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.

"Well, our medicine cats will likely look for an omen from StarClan and Sparrowstar will be searched for. If she can't be found, Thrushfur will have to step up, and so will the new deputy." She said sensibly, still shocked at the news. She hadn't been at the meeting and had only learned the news much later secondhand.

[iliri]

{Springpaw}

Springpaw immediately winced from the sight of Rabbitchatter jumping and accidentally ripping a chunk of fur off his coat. She sucked in a deep breath and tensed up, almost in preparation from him going off on her for making him rip off a chunk of his fur. However, that didn’t seem to happen, making her body slowly relax and she exhaled ever so slowly. It relieved a tight feeling in her chest that was beginning to form overtime. She felt a bit caught-off guard for the fact that he had a southern-like accent. Including, for the fact that he felt so much like some sort of… relative. The word only brought up bad memories crawling from out of the corners of her brain. She didn’t like to think of her mother. Her mother practically abandoned her and her siblings when they were just kits. The only thing that her mother gave before she left was giving Springpaw a deaf ear. From the mentioning of her ear, Springpaw slowly raised up her paw and gently rubbed the sensitive skin around the torn ear. It annoyed her that she couldn’t no longer hear from that ear, but at least she still had a good ear.

Springpaw forcibly tossed the dark memories away and began to focus on Rabbitchatter’s face. His goofy grin and kind, old-man like posture seemed to give the younger molly closure. She began to relax around him, judging from the pastel calico giving off a smaller, sweeter smile on her face. “Yup, I’m Springpaw. There’s nothing really special about it.” She explained with a small wave of her paw. She didn’t really think there was much about her name or really anything about her at all. Rabbitchatter seemed like a genuine tom, but Springpaw once trusted her mother and she’s abandoned her. She didn’t want to go through that again. Springpaw looked at the spot that Rabbitchatter patted for her to sit, a bit hesitant before making her way over, sitting right by him. It indefinitely showed their height differences, judging from the smaller molly having the tilt her head in order to look up at him. She let out a small chuckle from his statement, giving off another smile. “It’s okay, Rabbitchatter. I was just waking up due to the blinding light of the sun shining in my eyes.” She mused, giving off another giggle afterwards that escaped her lips.

Now, Springpaw felt a bit awkward afterwards. A bit of silence falling between them as Springpaw began to trace her paw along the dry dirt below, making small pattern. “So… Have you had any other apprentices before? If so, how were they like?” She had to start with something, and that felt like a good question to start. If she wanted to get to know her mentor, she had to ask questions, right?

@wren [If this seems rushed, sorry! I have been a bit busy and I’m at school so I was trying to think of how to respond!]

[Yugo.]

Duckling’kit

The small fluffy pale kit sniffled miserably. So I’m special? I don’t wanna be special I wanna be normal like you and everyone else. letting out a slangily annoyed hmph! the small yellow tom eyed the pile his mother mentioned. Oh that looks…boring. taking a wobbly step out of the nursery he looked around pale gray eyes skimming around the clearing in curiosity.

@Faline

[bells_n_whistles]

“An omen?” Midnightkit asked, not understanding fully. “What’s an omen?”

@mooncake

[Dawnstream]

Originally Posted by Faline

┊͙ ˘͈ᵕ˘͈SWEETDOVE
Pawsteps. The smell of Thunderclan engulfed in his nose. He twitched his ears, blinking. Who was that? As he recognised the voice, it was honeybee. The bright she-cat padded over, smiling maybe? He gave a wry chuckle. “Hello Honeybee. Sure why not?” he asked, padding over, whiskers twitching. Soon he felt the fur of the she-cat and sat down beside her, he could feel her nervous yet excited energy and he flicked his tail. “How was your day?”

@Dawnstream

WE COULD CALL IT EVEN — tags
( ❝ you could call me babe for the weekend ❞ )​

"Good, I have just come back form training my apprentice. What about you? How is you day been. What have you been thinking about?" Honeybee asked.

[mooncake]

Originally Posted by Acantha

“An omen?” Midnightkit asked, not understanding fully. “What’s an omen?”

@mooncake

Cherryrain thought for a moment. "Well... my knowledge is limited, since I'm not a medicine cat, but... basically, it's when StarClan communicates with alive cats to help guide them through a tough time," she said, doing her best to explain it.

[Dawnstream]

@mooncake

Dawnstream thundered into the clearing trying to hold Peachpaw off the ground. She ran in the clearing and into the medicine cat den.

[littlelove]

What an opening! Cinderpaw hadn't been prepared for any of the three kits to approach her so brazenly, and even less 'attack' her -- she wasn't sure whether to be impressed or stressed that Fuzzkit would throw himself at an enemy so quickly. She let out a surprised yelp, lifting her paw up in an attempt to skirt the kitten's attack... and losing her balance. What a Shadowclanner she'd make (not that she wanted to be one). This was a horrible test if they were truly to protect themselves.

Still, the three had an opening. She outstretched her paw from where she was on the floor, aiming to trip any little paws that attempted to pass her by. She couldn't just let them go without a challenge, as much as she wanted to.

[ @furrensic @xavier. @perseus. 3 posts left to pass the class! ]

[wren]

Rabbitchatter | He/Him
Large long furred brown tabby tom with one white paw
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The jovial toms face softened as Springpaws seemed to dampen. Now he wasn’t magical or anything, at least not that he could confirm. But he was a pretty good tell for someone’s emotions. He’d had his practice worked out for him when he met Alderstep, a rather grumpy and uninterested tom who slowly began to open up over the course of maybe a few hours had at least exposed a little bit of why the world was so awful to him. Rabbitchatter recalled that time fondly, and any other time he managed to get someone to open up about the way they were feeling. The tom lowered himself back onto his belly again as his apprentice began to self deprecate. A gentle yet quite meaningful frown replaced his smile in a matter of milliseconds. “Nothin real special bout it mh?” he mumbled as if he couldn’t believe what she was saying. It was a classic case, talk like this often manifested itself in the form of “I can’t do it!” “I’m not good enough!” Later in life.

The tabby took a deep breath and shook his head, reaching a gentle paw out to rest on top of her own for only a brief few seconds. “Well my dear, there’s one thing you’ve got wrong.” he sat back up again, wasting no time in spinning a tale. “You are young n’ that means you ain’t got no life experience yet. That don’t mean y’a ain’t special. N’ fact names mean a lot. Did y’a know that?” a smile found its way back onto his face. “My names rabbit. Y’a know why that’s so special? Even before I was all big n’ grown, I used to live waaaay out there” he gestured in the general direction of the city… which.. he was confident he could’ve walked straight too right now even without following a scent. It was his first home, something dear to his heart. “I had a different name be-fore. Grizzly. Just cause I was all big n’ brown. Over the years of growin up that didn’t suit me none. I was too gentle and kind hearted for such a mean name. Once I renamed myself and left that life, I realized how important the name rabbit wuz. I am lively, energetic and gentle.”

He turned his attention back to her. “Now when I hear the name spring.. I think of change. Change an’ a whole lot of growth. I see a refreshing breeze.” he smiled and then proceeded to sit back down for the third time… even though he’d probably get back up again in a few seconds. “You have to own it. Cuz it suits you kiddo.” satisfied with his work he gently crossed his paws over each other. It would take a while for him to get to know Springpaw, but it wasn’t anything he couldn’t handle. There was potential for healing within her, and who better than himself to help in that process. He had love to give and energy, which I guess if you had love without energy it really meant nothing didn’t it? He thought briefly of his own mother and his fleeting memories of her. Perhaps there was similarity between their stories. His tail swept gently over his hind legs to hug them close to his body. Perhaps.

He was interrupted in his thought as she continued and gently bowed his head back into the conversation. “Me? No. I’ve never been lucky nuff to have an apprentice before. Don’t let that scare y’a though. I’m sure we’ll get through just fine. Don’t you think?” a youthful excitedness seemed to enter his face at the idea. Truth be told, this was certainly a dream of his. He had a deep paternal love for youth, one that hoped to foster courage and growth in the spirits of the young ones around him. If he wasn’t at the level in life to have his own kits, this was the next best thing. They’d be learning together, and he was certain of it. There was so much to learn from young cats, just as much if not more that they could learn from their senior's. “Come now, you don’t want to learn about a grumpy ol warrior do you? I want to know more bout you. I know you’ve got siblings. Tell me bout them won’t you?”

@dishsoap
// oh my word, you are totally ok I’ve got all the time in the world, so take your time and don’t worry about me (: