ThunderClan Clearing

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Mapledawn
She/Her
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Mapledawn sat, curiously watching kits play in the distance. Her gaze travelled over to the warriors, all together and happy... With friends. Something she wished she could have but didn't. She sighed.

'I'm sure I'll make friends... One day I surely will. I need to start talking to other cats. That would possibly earn me some cats to talk to, at least, won't it?' She thought, her head tilted slightly towards the sky.

ThunderClan was filled with friendly and likeable cats, and Mapledawn knew full well. Anytime soon, she would be able to make friends and fit in better with the others instead of sitting out alone. She decided she would talk to others more often. Be more outgoing. But she just couldn't find the courage to do so.

[OPEN RP]


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[Fawn]

Originally Posted by BEAR.

Beachbaby bouncing over so quickly wasn't something Wolfpaw anticipated. He thought perhaps the kiddo would've taken a moment.. but no.

In a way, it reminded him of how he handled Bumba-- how he still would, because if she called him he'd always come as fast as possible. But that aside.

"The den has a lotta snow on the top, I'm trying to clear it off so it doesn't make it fall in." He beckoned over to the roof, swiping a clump of snow off. "Pretty easy, but a bit of work for one cat!"

[ @Fawn ]

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Beachkit -

Yes yes indeedy they could handle a little snow, no problem! Beachkit set to work, sweeping the clumps of snow from their resting spot with vigor.

"Has that HAPPENED before? A den falling in from snow?" Beachkit's mind jumped to the snow collapsing the structure rather than falling through, unsure which Wolfpaw might be referring to but landing on the more dramatic option. "Did anyone get trapped in there?"

They kind of hoped the answer was positive, so this could be a preemptive service they were providing the Clan without much effort on their part. Maybe Wolfpaw was the one who'd gotten trapped, and that was why he sought revenge on snowy dens going forward ever since the Incident.

[ #beachbingo2024 ]

[BEAR.]

"From snow? Not to my knowledge, but I don't wanna take any chances!" Wolfpaw had seen dens collapse, when the sinkhole ate away their home. But his early memories of snow were almost non-existent, so if a den did collapse when he was baby sized he wouldn't know. "Cats got trapped when the sinkhole destroyed the dens, .. if snow did collapse one I'm sure cats would've got trapped then, too."

He swept more snow off the roof, then paused at the sight of moss. It was clumped together tightly, bound fast by frost. ... And it gave him an idea.

SURPRISE ATTACK! He hooked it with his claws and chucked it at Beachkit.

[ @Fawn / #wolfingo24 ]

[Epiales]

Originally Posted by CrimsonOaks

+-CrowThorn-+

he nodded in understanding, "That's fine, we can talk later, If you need." He smiled, "I got no problem with that," @~MothDust~

Honeydew



He still sat there. Thinking of other questions before either of them had to get up. "Have you ever thought of your life not in thunderclan? or as a clan cat at all?" he asked.

@CrimsonOaks

[kailie]

Originally Posted by Starphobia

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Mapledawn
She/Her
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Mapledawn sat, curiously watching kits play in the distance. Her gaze travelled over to the warriors, all together and happy... With friends. Something she wished she could have but didn't. She sighed.

'I'm sure I'll make friends... One day I surely will. I need to start talking to other cats. That would possibly earn me some cats to talk to, at least, won't it?' She thought, her head tilted slightly towards the sky.

ThunderClan was filled with friendly and likeable cats, and Mapledawn knew full well. Anytime soon, she would be able to make friends and fit in better with the others instead of sitting out alone. She decided she would talk to others more often. Be more outgoing. But she just couldn't find the courage to do so.

[OPEN RP]


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Sunglow sat nearby, her ears flattened.

The golden warrior knew that Bumblestar had killed one of her own warriors.

A warrior who had shown defiance because it had needed to be shown.

A warrior accused of showing abuse.

Sunglow's amber eyes narrowed. Why would Bumblestar kill a warrior who only wanted to express her opinion?

Sunglow's tail tip twitched.

By killing Shadowshine, Bumblestar had proven Shadowshine's suspicions about her right, and now that Shadowshine was gone....

It was Sunglow's turn to carry on Shadowshine's suspicions.

There was no way that Bumblestar would get away with anything under Sunglow's watch.

Sure, Sunglow wouldn't watch Bumblestar in her den, but she'd watch her leader's every move outside of it.

Discreetly, however. She wouldn't make it obvious to Bumblestar that she was watching.

Sunglow looked up to see her Clanmate approach her.

[ChaosBringer.]

Mushroompaw(39/100)


Mushroompaw lay on his back, pawing and kneading at the air as he stared into the clear sky. His blue eyes shined softly, like a kitten snuggling with their mother. Mushroompaw's fur was all puffed up and spiked against the cold. 'Sky... Sky.' He thought over and over for no exact reason.

@Caspian

[Solaris.]

Originally Posted by ~MothDust~

[CENTER][FONT="Century Gothic"]Honeydew



He still sat there. Thinking of other questions before either of them had to get up. "Have you ever thought of your life not in thunderclan? or as a clan cat at all?" he asked.

|•CrowThorn•|

He thought a moment, "Not until now really," He chuckled, "You really do ask a lotta questions, I'm fine with that though," he tried to sound reassuring. "Sooo, Whaddya like to do? Play with kits, help apprentices, Hunt, Play moss ball, Or what?" He smiled, awaiting an answer.

@~MothDust~

[Streamtail]

Streampaw

Streamaw looks up, unease rising inside her. A kill order? It must be pretty bad with Riverclan... She sighs, obviously she'll follow orders, she would never put her clan at risk. Streampaw sighs, well, so be it.

[iliri]

Springpaw
long-furred, oriental-shaped, gray-and-orange calico molly with blue eyes; torn right ear || thunderclan medicine cat apprentice
purrks: herbal knowledge - tier 2 | the collector | mind reader | skip the steps[all perm. active; sts for battle training]

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Bumblestar’s angered call was quick to make the young healer jolt up from her activities, making her stroll out into the clearing, where daylight was breaking thin behind bleak, gray clouds in the sky. Springpaw’s mind felt bleak against the rage that coursed through her leader’s tone, and the concurring feeling of fear prickling its way through her spine was more than enough to enlighten an old feeling that she never wanted to feel again. Fear. It was a complicated thing; something that she absolutely loathed every time it came and went. It was a feeling that caused every single wrong thing to happen at the wrong moments, causing her to make mistakes and never truly earn a right to apologize for such things. It was horrible, and now, with the commotion of RiverClan firing up, it was bound to grow into an endless tranquility of flames. Both her clan and RiverClan have been on the edge of war for the past few moons, and it was almost unstoppable. With their cowardly act of spreading poison and causing destruction of her clan, RiverClan was doing nothing but spiking up trouble. It was exhausting, yet Springpaw can’t do much about it.

All she was was just a mere healer; a healer that was meant to keep the peace and aid for her clan’s physical and mental health. She was supposed to be the clan’s therapist, to listen to whatever her clan-mates needed to say and help them aid through their mental or physical trauma. She almost could feel herself breaking down from the sheer force of responsibility laid out upon her shoulders just from the fact that she was not mentally okay. She never was. The whole turmoil of events that occurred from these last few moons have been weighing her down into exhaustion. The whole burden with RiverClan is just adding up to the stress that was overcoming her. It was just plain horrible and she knew it, but there wasn’t anything she could do to prevent it from happening. All she knew is that some war is going to come up out of nowhere, and she and Drizzlecloud needed to prepare. RiverClan might be coming up with something shady, and she needed someone to come with her for some coverage in case something were to come up and stab her in the back.

With a heaving sigh escaping her lungs, Springpaw searched through the crowd as her sapphire gaze landed upon the familiar sight of a orange-and-white tom. Yarrowcrest. Her heart painfully ached from just simply looking in the direction of the tom-cat. She hadn’t bothered to interact with him for a while. Hell, or even speak with him of all things. She only avoided him because of the fact that he held such a close relationship with Foxstep, and that only caused her to further feel a sense of guilt for casting herself away from the tom during the situation with ShadowClan and Sunkissed Creek. It practically physically hurt to even consider remembering the fact that she pushed Foxstep away before he could properly apologize. The only thing she wanted to do right now is simply go back in time and wish she could’ve said the proper words and never push him away in the first place. He was like a father, and she lost the only father figure that had ever, ever truly cared for her when she never knew her real one. Now, she’ll never get that sense of warmth and comfort again because he was gone and was never going to come back to ThunderClan no matter how much Springpaw wished he was there with her right now.

Taking a deep, shallow breath, the calico began to move her way towards the tom-cat, already struggling to work out the words that were muddled in her throat. Could she say hello? How was he doing? Was he alright? Was his kits alright? The questions felt like they were burning at the seams, but it wasn’t like she could avoid them. They were wanting to escape her lips like a sneaky snake, but she held herself back from such impulsive behavior. No cat was in their right mind to properly handle the situation that was going on right now. Especially not with how Bumblestar currently was handling this in her mental state. Swiping her tongue across her numb lips, the calico finally managed to process the words that were formulating in her throat. “Erm… Hey… Y-Yarrowcrest… I was… just wondering… if you… wanted to go… to Haggard Ruins… with me… to collect… some herbs… for the… herb storage? I would… think it… would help you… ease your mind… off of… everything that’s… been going… on as of… late… especially with… the whole ordeal… with RiverClan.” Springpaw gave the bicolored tom a small, yet apologetic smile in advance to her slow speech. Was that enough to get the tom-cat to come with her? Hopefully.

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Fluttershy

ཐིཋྀ---17 Moon-old Thunderclan Warrior---ཐིཋྀ

Fluttershy sat in the clearing. She was licking her paws and staring at the stars. When she used to visit her brother in the Twoleg place, she remembered there were not many stars. She missed her brother. Dearly. If only she had another moon or two with him.

Of course, she couldn't leave Thunderclan to be with him. She was loyal to her clan and would do anything to protect her clanmates. When she became a warrior, she vowed to protect her clan. Even if it cost her own life, she wasn't willing to break that vow so soon.

She would never just leave her clan. More now so since Riverclan and Shadowclan are somehow against Thunderclan. She had seen a rise of Shadowclanners around the Thunderclan border. Intruding. Wonder what that was about.

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