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"R-really?" Treepaw asked. "Y-you would do that...for me?"
also treepaw is genderfluid but afab and today she uses she/her pronouns also
even though rogues are awesome, i still really want treepaw to join thunderclan
"Yes. We can be like sisters. Sweetpaw and Treepaw" Sweetpaw said. She usually disliked rouges but this one was different. Maybe i can somehow convince Bumblestar to let Treepaw join thought Sweetpaw. But Thunderclan may not accept me anymore. @Craneflight @Purely_K2 @Starfall
Spiderthroat
He/Him || ThunderClan Deputy
Beefed Up Tier III || Just a Scratch || Hulk SMASH
Has a joining rp request been submit for your rouge ?
They can't be considered Treepaw until the form has been filled out and she's been accepted :0
The spotted tom let out a low, gritty hum. Annoyance piqued and truthfully he was two seconds away from simply killing the younger one. "Sweetpaw." his voice was cold and stern. His glare held nothing but malice behind it. It was a final warning. No further wiggle room would be given. "If you wish to go off and live the life as a rouge, feel free. Next time you set your paws on ThunderClan territory, I suggest you train up first." a pause as he narrowed his gaze. "Because your pelt will be on the line than." he than turned towards the other Warrior. "Get control of your apprentice, if she is that is." a huff.
He than turned towards the loner, who seemed to be having some sort of mental break down. He didn't care, really. "Get going. I don't care about your past trauma, nor what weight you carry on your shoulders. Get off ThunderClan territory." a final gracefilled warning. Not very many earned a final warning.
If treepaw does not leave by your next post, she will be killed by Spiderthroat.
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"Come on, Sweetpaw." Boulderspots, calmly beckoned the apprentice, not wanting to raise the tension any further. "Let's go back." He turned to head back to the camp, watching the deputy and hoping the wouldn't respond, ensuring his choice of action was correct. And at the same time, he watched for Sweetpaw to know whether or not the apprentice was listening to him.
Tier Morph is the Insurgents' Seeker. Feel free to VM me if they're needed!
Also, I am "in charge" of the KL, skills, etc. with TSE. If you have any questions, or ideas, vm me!
Also feel free to vm me if you want someone to help with logistics for an alternate or non-warriors rp. I love that kind of stuff!
Brackenclaw- He/Him, 26 moons old, Thunderclan Hornet. Purrks: Just a Scratch.
Brackenclaw had just got done hunting a mouse and dropping it off on the Prey Pile when Rosepaw had shown up practically vibrating with excitement. "I see. Though we won't be doing Battle Training not today. My stipulation is learning how to hunt the prey first. Warriors are there to protect the clan this is true but battle is only a small part of our job. Most of our job is keeping the clan fed. A hungry clan is a weak clan. Always remember that." Brackenclaw would explain hoping Rosepaw was listening and not just letting it in one ear and out the other. Brackenclaw would look towards the Camp entrance. "If we run into anything dangerous and I tell you to run do me a favor do just that! I don't think we will but it's always better to be safe than sorry." Brackenclaw added before standing up his massive shoulder muscles rippling while he did so. He'd motion with his head for Rosepaw to follow as he began toward the entrance.
She followed her mentor out into the territory, and tried to keep herself from slowing down in awe, but her eyes dragged across the tree branches and at a squirrel that had quickly skittered right back into the hollow of a tree after it spotted them coming through. It was so beautiful out here, not too mention that with the warming season the sun was starting to barely peek through the branches and once it was later in the morning it would be much brighter. It was amazing. Oh, Rosepaw just loved her home.
"Well yes, I understand orders but unless you have other duties and responsibilities to attend to, I don't see why we can't do several things in one day. Especially because I already know my hunter's crouch." It would be a waste of time and while she could understand hunting before battle as per Brackenclaw's words, they could do several things in one day. Her tail swayed and she flicked it, suddenly determined to show off her previous knowledge that she has gained with Tigerpelt and Flintclaw.
"Here, I'll show you my hunting crouch now." The apprentice waited for the hornet to slow down and halt, if he does at all, before crouching down in the hunter's crouch that she's practiced since her interaction with the warrior that taught her. Though since then she has always practiced her stalking and pounce as per Flintclaw's instructions on what she could be doing better. She showed off her stalk and then pounced on a nearby leaf, landing squarely on it. "Any feedback?"
Batmist
thc warrior | he/him | rosetted white tom with clouded eyes
Batmist was quiet for most of the walk out to the territory, drafting a rough lesson plan of what he wanted to cover in this tour. Sucked that they wouldn't be going to the borders, but he could at least cover the info now and then fill in the gaps with experience either once his leg was better or whenever Oakpaw started getting sent out on patrols.
He slowed when they reached a break in the trees, revealing a more open patch of grass. "Alright. As I'm sure you're clever enough to figure out-" which stars above he hoped this apprentice was otherwise this was going to be a headache, "- this is our territory. What do you notice about it?" Batmist purposefully left the question open-ended. This would let him get a look at how the kid's mind work and let him know what blindspots he needed to put his energy to.
The excursion was quiet, Oakpaw had been looking over the forest in awe in the meantime, compared to the forest the camp had barely any trees! The undergrowth wasn’t lacking either. When Batmist started speaking Oakpaw was taken out of her thoughts, but made sure to try to hear everything he said anyways.
Examining the clearing before her, Oakpaw tried to think of an answer- After a moment of silence Oakpaw started to speak. “Well… this clearing has a lot less trees and bushes than the rest of the forest. And the forest itself has a lot more bushes and trees than at camp, you can probably hide here better too, though… I don’t think I could climb the trees…” Oakpaw said staring up at the behemoths behind her.
“ Let's make this quick we have little time to waste he meowed Poppy, marigold, cobwebs and moss, go quick grab whatever you can he said skidding off away from his patrol and looking for the herbs. His heart was racing; he knew he was trembling a bit; he could feel it in his legs. He was…scared, scared for his clanmates, scared that they had lost, scared at the sight of bumblestar dying he knew she would wake up again, but he was still scared. The hornet looked around and spotted the orange frilly flowers and grabbed a bunch of four flowers, he still needed to make room for other herbs.
Risingstorm looked around carrying the flowers in his maw his green eyes scanning the clearing his eyes catching the hue of red, the tom jumped over to them and looked at the red flowers with seeds in the center and grabbed three flower heads he hoped this was enough and then grabbed two things of moss cause he couldn't carry much else.
Re: ThunderClan Territory
