x ghostie is haunting this signature
Bean's favorite staff member Lillian was here
lio sneezed here (achoo)
you see crude graffiti... it spells "velli wuz here"
Rose caught the sickness (oh dear)
fade summons a prowler to chase rose
Orangeblossom looked up from his paws. He hadn’t really been thinking of much besides how Vixenpaw had seemed to disappear suddenly…his other siblings…he sighed. It’s been hard lately…it was so sudden. One moment he was cheerful and happy and very much so dealing with the loss of his mother and then his siblings had all just…disappeared. Why did they leave? Are they…no surely not…no they just got lost. Thunderclan frequently had cats disappear and they show back up so Orangeblossom just needs to keep face and keep the clan okay for when Vixenpaw and his siblings return. Everything was going to be completely okay, surely. It was okay. His green eyes focused in then, he noticed that Springlight was there and she was speaking but he hadn’t heard the first half. Collecting herbs? Another patrol? Alright…who was in his patrol this time?
Ourselves caught up…oh! They were going together? Alright, Orangeblossom pulled himself up into his paws and tried to scramble and get his usual cheerful demeanor up and at em. Wouldn’t do to worry the herbalist when there was so much already going on for her. The medicine den always seemed full and with the fight with Riverclan coming up. Orangeblossom also realized that he had missed the meeting that was announced. He had realized that there was no sign of his siblings and had spent the time wandering through the territory trying to find any sign of them got back late. He could tell there had been a meeting and from whispers he understood that it about about Riverclan and an upcoming fight. Though he hadn’t bothered to find anymore info before collapsing into his nest for the night and since then he’s been sort of just existing…
“umm yeah sure… He was so tired, but it wasn’t like sleepy tired it was just sad tired. For a moment he wondered about all the lost that came with being a medicine cat. He couldn’t imagine having to feel like this, so much loss, on a daily basis. He blinked his eyes, and tried to bring a smile to his face but he knew that it probably didn’t land as well as his usual ones. “Sorry, a bit tired is all.” He tried to wave off any concerns the medicine cat may have.
Not waiting for his siblings to catch up, eveningkit darted after his papa and walked next to him. He was going to be the first to see outside ha ha! Eveningkit turned to give his littermates a taunting look only to almost be run over as his sister went hurtling past him causing him to stumble over his own paws as his fur fluffed up in surprise. Once gaining balance he shot a glare in the direction of the den entrance where berrykit had dissapeared through. Way to steal his spot light! He darted past his dad and out through the entrance determined to not let his sister see the outside without him.
For one thing it was very bright!
Eveningkit immediately squeezed his eyes shut as he took the first steps out of the den, was the outside always this bright? Did they want to hurt his eyes or something, taking a few blind steps forward he felt his paw sink into something wet, the feeling immediately irked him and he raised his paw hissing. Opening one eye he let it adjust to the lighting, ew what was that. He thought as he stared at the, not very big, body of water. It reminded him of his mother washing but it was quite the opposite to comforting and warm. Scrunching up his nose in distaste he turned back to his sister, if this was what outside was like he preferred the nurser-
Eveningkit eyes widened in shock, his green orbs trying to take in everything at once. He was wrong. Very wrong
The outside was nothing like the nursery! It was so huge!! Everything seemed to stretch on forever, even the roof of the outside was very far away. He thought as he looked up, it seemed to stretch on forever too. He made the mistake of staring at the bright light in the sky, it made his eyes hurt. That must be where all this light was coming from. There were so many different smells too, all so different and unique to the ones from the nursery. He felt like he shouldn't be here, like he didn't belong in this general location. Maybe he was ready to be like the other kits, he would just stay in the den with mama instead.
He wanted to head back to the nursery but didn't want to deal with his littermates teasing if he did. He wasn't scared it was just, overwhelming. There was so much, you good even say too much things to explore. Cats to meet and- and-
Eveningkit took a timid few steps closer to berrykit till he was standing be her side as he glanced nervously around the clearing. He felt a bit better when he had someone familiar near him, atleast he wasn't alone. Maybe he would feel less overwhelmed once the rest of his littermates joined them, and mama. Mama would show him how things worked and he wouldnt be scared at all. "very big" were the only verbal words he could muster as he observed the other cats walking around the outside.
With the battle going on and her sibling out fighting the young kit sat at the entrance to camp. She was going to sit right here and wait for them to return. Hopefully they would. She didn't want to be alone. Looking up at the night sky she saw the stars twinkling. She closed her eyes. Please let all of them come back safely, she thought. Her eyes opened and she looked out into the territory to continue watching. How long would this battle be. Yawning the young kit shuffled a bit before she shook her pelt. No she couldn't fall asleep right now. Mumblekit didn't want to leave her post. She was going to wait right here until her clanmates returned.
[ open to a cat not in the battle ]
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Coming back only to get Barleypaw into warriorhood, but then I most likely will be leaving entirely. I've spend too much time on her to not have her be a warrior and I'd like to get her there.
With the battle going on and her sibling out fighting the young kit sat at the entrance to camp. She was going to sit right here and wait for them to return. Hopefully they would. She didn't want to be alone. Looking up at the night sky she saw the stars twinkling. She closed her eyes. Please let all of them come back safely, she thought. Her eyes opened and she looked out into the territory to continue watching. How long would this battle be. Yawning the young kit shuffled a bit before she shook her pelt. No she couldn't fall asleep right now. Mumblekit didn't want to leave her post. She was going to wait right here until her clanmates returned.
[ open to a cat not in the battle ]
HE SAID THAT IN THE END IT IS BEAUTY
THAT IS GOING TO SAVE THE WORLD
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PEACHKIT . 1 MOON . HE/HIM . THUNDERCLAN
The clearing feels different with less cats about. It was odd, to think that they were all somewhere a thousand pawsteps away, fighting a batte right now—odd only because Peachkit couldn't really square that knowledge with the otherwise peaceful night that he was drinking in right now.
Out of his nest and out of the nursery, mind. He'd just had to see what a difference this ordeal would make and now, prowling the silent clearing on cautious feet, he's not sure how he likes it. If he likes it.
Well. Alright. That's his curiosity satisfied, so it's probably time to turn back in and settle down for the night soooo-oh! Who is that?
Peachkit fixes a stern look on another kit, further off, who looks to have hunkered down by the camp's mouth. The stub of his tail twitches in alarm. Isn't that much too dangerous to be doing? He doesn't...actually know, but it makes him grumpy so it must be bad, right? What sort of mousebrain would be out and about when the camp's missing a chunk of its warriors? The rotten little hypocrite sucks his teeth. He's got to intervene before something bad happens. Peachkit straightens up as best he can, clears his throat as authoritatively as he knows how (which is to say, not at all: he just sounds like he's dealing with a cold) , and marches right on over to where Mumblekit has patiently established herself for the night.
"Something is going to come right in and eat you if you sit there for too long, you know," he informs her, all snotty and matter-of-fact while concern prickles at his neck.
Her eyes focused on the trees far out. She wanted to see movement of her clanmates come back. It was way to early for that though. She just wished it would get over soon. She hated worrying, but with Skunkridge her only family she couldn't help it. She hoped Starclan had heard her prayer and allow everyone to come back with no bodies. She knew too much about death and couldn't handle seeing anymore. That was part of clan life. Right?
Mumblekit felt her body shake with anticipation. Her head felt dizzy and she closed her eyes. Taking a deep breath she relaxed. If she was stressed something out there might sense it. In the corner of her eyes she could have swear she saw eyes, but it was just part of her dizziness. There was actually nothing out there at all.
Not realizing the other kit who made their way over when she looked away from the entrance she jumped up. Fur bristled and her ears bent back she looked at Peachkit. "You scared me.", she mumbled. She forced her fur to lay flat and she gave her chest fur a few quick licks. She looked away from him.
"No they won't. I'm too fast. Plus even if I were to have something come after me there are still warriors here who will make sure they don't.", Mumblekit added, her voice calm.
Coming back only to get Barleypaw into warriorhood, but then I most likely will be leaving entirely. I've spend too much time on her to not have her be a warrior and I'd like to get her there.
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Last edited by Madelaine; June 6th, 2024 at 10:13 PM.
HE SAID THAT IN THE END IT IS BEAUTY
THAT IS GOING TO SAVE THE WORLD
── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✪ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──
PEACHKIT . 1 MOON . HE/HIM
"Oh sorry," the imperious air that Peachkit had approached with melts like morning frost. He didn't like knowing she'd been startled for real, making him a hypocrite twice over seeing how he'd walked on down just to give her that eerie, overexaggerated warning. Peachkit seats himself with a soft grunt. He's annoyed that Mumblekit hasn't instantly bent to his will, but he doesn't want to be the reason why she bristles up again.
For someone so committed to the tough guy act, he's terrible at following through on it.
"Bet you're not." He needles, but there's no teeth to it. Peachkit leans to one side, itching behind his ear with a few kicks of his back foot. "What're you waiting for? You think they're not gonna come back or somethin'?"
Re: ThunderClan Clearing
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