ThunderClan: Life Before 2020's Fire

[moonlace]

Moonlace looks around at her clan. She spots her leader and smiles. One day I want to be leader, she thought.

[moonlace]

A starlight colored kit scampered over to the sunlit corner of moss. She flicked her velvety tail, and lie down. She shut her sapphire blue eyes, and entered the world of dreams. Wind blew across Silverkit's face. She could smell blood; cat blood. Where was her mother? She perked her ears, and hear a yowl, right behind her. Silverkit spun. There, behind her a battle was raging. She could see Ashstar twirling and leaping around, slashing. Why was she out of the nursery? Oh yes, she was Silverpaw now. Not Silverkit. Suddenly, a large Shadowclan tom leapt in front of her. His gold eyes met her blue ones. He lashed out with both forepaws. Silverkit woke with a start. "Whew." she thought. Just a dream.

[goddess of ducks]

This was the best feeling, better by far than the feeling that had overcome him when he was made an apprentice. Not only the feeling he had, but the extra joy that was brought along as well by the fact that he was becoming a warrior while one of his friends became a warrior with him, and his best friend was becoming an apprentice. They all three were having their ceremonies together, and it was perfect. Storkpaw, now Storkflight smiled widely as he dipped his head respectfully to the new leader. "Thank you so much Gyrestar." He meowed, unable to keep the purr out of his voice. He cats a side glance at Owlpaw, his best friend. He turned again and saw his newest friend, Nightcry. It seemed life couldn't shoot him down. He was a warrior now. Things would be different. His brother wouldn't tease him because he was late becoming a warrior anymore, and he could serve his Clan, and he could live how he wanted, not bound by the training and all. He was a warrior, a full member of the Clan. And that in its self, was the first time he had ever felt like he truly was a Clan cat at heart since the first day his mother brought him home from the Terriotry. He cast a longing, yet happy face to the sky. Thank you Mom

[graves]

Aime'Storm was currently waiting in the clearing to leave into the territory. This was his first apprentice, so he was fairly nervous about this. He wasn't as nervous, seeing as he had gotten assigned an apprentice he met before hand, so it wasn't like he was jumping into anything new. He wanted to make Krestalpaw the best warrior she could possibly be, and then some. He may have kittypet roots, but he had always had a fondness for the wild, and itching urge for it but never found himself to indulge until later on. He was glad he did, and despite his blood difference he was sure he would train his apprentice to be the absolute best, and more. So here he sat in the clearing, the light brown fur ruffled slightly by the small breeze, sitting and waiting for his apprentice to go on their first training session. It wouldn't really be training, as he was going to just show her around the territory and get to know the shecat but, the bonding was still important.
@Lonestar23

[lone]

Originally Posted by wolybro

She padded closer closer to the tom, a smile on her face. "Cmere lil bro." she purred, resting her head on the smaller cats head. No matter how many petty 'fights' they got in, or how busy they got she had always liked spending time with her brother. She felt scared when they had lost touch for awhile, for his safety. She didn't know what she would've done if he had passed in the battle against Ratnight. "Don't apologize, I'm here to blame here. I'm just glad you seem all and in one piece, out of trouble I hope?" she chuckled. After the era had ended the only thing that left a reminder was the scar on her chest from the battle, but her fur was thick and long and would soon cover the mark up in no time. She was glad to see him, she didn't have any other siblings so it felt nice to have a close bond with her brother. "I've been doing fine, I have a mate now so all is well, what about you? Hows training going? I want you to catch me up on these past moons." She held a smile still, wanting to make up for the moons she had missed.

The tabby began to purr as his sister rested her head on his own, glad to have Briarbranch with him and safe. Safe-- that was the most important thing. And alive. Safe and alive were both very important, but he would settle for just alive if he needed to. "Trouble? Me? Oh please, Briar. You know I'd never get into trouble." He purred, nudging his older sister lightly. Truth was, he didn't get into trouble too often. And especially not in the past few moons, things had been pretty slow for him...there was just the strange matter of Apurva. Kiwipaw now, wasn't it? Yes-- Kiwipaw. His hues sprang open as his sister mentioned having a mate. "A mate? Really? You'll have to introduce me-- I want to make sure it's no one but the best for my sis," He mewed with a smile. Timberpaw thought for a minute, his hues gleaming thoughtfully as he did so. Training-- that was the absolute worst thing. But he'd had his assessment, and should be becoming a warrior any day now. "Training's going absolutely great. I had my assessment-- little brother's catching up to you, Briar." He teased, before his expression grew serious. "And...I did meet a she cat a few-- uh-- few moons ago," Timberpaw remarked, feeling his pelt grow warm at the very thought of Kiwipaw. To him, she would always be Apurva, the loner he had found out on ThunderClan territory. But would she? Now she was a part of ThunderClan...and he wouldn't have to choose between loyalty and love. He could have both.

Kestrelpaw was finally an apprentice. After all those moons of waiting, and wondering when she would finally be one, the time had arrived. And she was determined to be the best apprentice ever. It didn't matter that she was more mature then the other apprentices-- well, some of them, at least. It didn't matter that she was desperate to prove herself. Because Aime'Storm was going to help her with all of that. Already knowing her mentor helped with her nervousness, and now all she could feel was pure excitement. This was going to be great. She just knew it. She approached the former kittypet, although that wasn't exactly the way she thought of him-- to her he was a friend, a companion, and someone who hadn't looked down on her because she was younger. A special type of cat. "Aime'Storm!" She called as she approached him. Her voice was level and calm, showing no signs of the bubbling nervousness she could feel inside her-- after all, it wasn't every day that she would be training. Well, from now on, it was. Almost every day at least. But thankfully she was getting to do it with a familiar cat, one who would someday be one of her closest friends. That was her hope, anyways.

[bright !]

@Ludicrous Lunacy

A pair of pure white paws crunched against the snow they padded on lightly through the clearing, blending in with it while doing so. Though, the tom’s gray, black, and ginger mottled markings is all that stopped his whole body from being built-in camouflage. That would've been nice. Fun, even, to sneak up on a distracted friend and scare them, being able to playfully tease them while they could always somehow do the same. The tom didn't have much to do as of now, other than sit around in the clearing or go for a hunt. But, that didn't sound all fun right now. Maybe being assigned a patrol would've been alright. Being assigned by Gyre- Wait, no, he would've been assigned by Snowsong, the new deputy. Bummer. Well, not that it was bad that Gyrestar wasn't deputy, he was actually quite happy for him to have become leader. He knew that when there was no medicine cat and no deputy, it would've been quite stressful. He would've comforted him if he could bring himself to. He probably would've just gotten all awkward and stuttery, like always. He looked up at the the sky, the sun just above his head, indicating that it was mid-day. Half way there, Snowy! He told himself with a determined look. He didn't mean to, but he looked directly at the sun, his eyes burning a bit and his vision going white. “Aagh!” He shut them tightly before reopening them, the spot where the sun was looked as if it was still there, but black. He shut his eyes again, but didn't open them soon enough to see the cat in front of him, so he bumped into them, his head against their own. The impact made him fall back onto his rump, but he let himself fall dramatically into his back with shut eyes so he didn't have to look up at the sky again.

[Ludicrous Lunacy]

Originally Posted by Bright

@Ludicrous Lunacy

A pair of pure white paws crunched against the snow they padded on lightly through the clearing, blending in with it while doing so. Though, the tom’s gray, black, and ginger mottled markings is all that stopped his whole body from being built-in camouflage. That would've been nice. Fun, even, to sneak up on a distracted friend and scare them, being able to playfully tease them while they could always somehow do the same. The tom didn't have much to do as of now, other than sit around in the clearing or go for a hunt. But, that didn't sound all fun right now. Maybe being assigned a patrol would've been alright. Being assigned by Gyre- Wait, no, he would've been assigned by Snowsong, the new deputy. Bummer. Well, not that it was bad that Gyrestar wasn't deputy, he was actually quite happy for him to have become leader. He knew that when there was no medicine cat and no deputy, it would've been quite stressful. He would've comforted him if he could bring himself to. He probably would've just gotten all awkward and stuttery, like always. He looked up at the the sky, the sun just above his head, indicating that it was mid-day. Half way there, Snowy! He told himself with a determined look. He didn't mean to, but he looked directly at the sun, his eyes burning a bit and his vision going white. “Aagh!” He shut them tightly before reopening them, the spot where the sun was looked as if it was still there, but black. He shut his eyes again, but didn't open them soon enough to see the cat in front of him, so he bumped into them, his head against their own. The impact made him fall back onto his rump, but he let himself fall dramatically into his back with shut eyes so he didn't have to look up at the sky again.

A pair of greyish green eyes stared silently into a bush, in which a mouse was cowering. They belonged to a tom, who appeared to actually be paying absolutely no attention to the prey, but he could be given credit for finding it. Instead, he had put himself back into the mental loop of the loss of his daughter: I let her die, I should've saved her, but what if she didn't want to be saved? No, I was Sandpaw's father, I should've protected her. I let her die and I should've saved her... and so on, and so forth. So it came as a mighty shock to the sandy yellow tabby when another tom yowled and then crashed into him. (Sry it's short, I gtg)

[bright !]

Originally Posted by Ludicrous Lunacy

A pair of greyish green eyes stared silently into a bush, in which a mouse was cowering. They belonged to a tom, who appeared to actually be paying absolutely no attention to the prey, but he could be given credit for finding it. Instead, he had put himself back into the mental loop of the loss of his daughter: I let her die, I should've saved her, but what if she didn't want to be saved? No, I was Sandpaw's father, I should've protected her. I let her die and I should've saved her... and so on, and so forth. So it came as a mighty shock to the sandy yellow tabby when another tom yowled and then crashed into him. (Sry it's short, I gtg)

((it's alright, see you later! :0))
Only after a few seconds, Snowyclaw flipped himself over to bring himself up to stand straight. He was confused he didn't see a cat, looking around before he realized he… He flipped over and.. Heh.. He quickly whipped himself around to look the sandy tabby directly in the eyes. He his eyesight was alright now, and his sky blue orbs weren’t burning as much.. “Aaee- I’m so sorry! I’m, uh, a little clumsy! And the sun tried to fry my eyes! It was all his fault, I swear!” He looked down, his ears folding back and his lip curling into a kit-like pout. Ah, a kit is what he looked like right now. A kit coming up with an unconvincing excuse after being scolded by his mother.

[wickedvirtues]

Sorrelkit squirmed next to her brother, Wrenkit, and sister, Cloudykit. Sorrelkit opened her eyes, the two-moon old kit sat up with her Bengal pelt fluffed out. She stood to her paws, her bright blue eyes glittering. Cloudykit had woken up, her white tabby pelt bristled as she leaped onto their mother. Wrenkit, his ginger tabby pelt slicked down, pounced onto Sorrelkit as she squealed and batted him off. "Wrenkit!" She mewled, more like a squeak as a queen purred.

[Mayflower]

Originally Posted by Dovekit12

(sure)

"Thank you," Owltail said sweetly and started eating the mouse.

Spottedkit walked in and said "Daddy Daddy I learned a hunting move."

"Really? Let's see it." The large brown cat crouched, waiting for his daughter to show off her new skills. Berrykit, who hadn't tried to go out of the nursery much, watched curiously as Spottedkit demonstrated her skills.
"What's it called, Spot?"
Spot was a nickname Berrykit used for Spottedkit, and besides, it was fun to annoy her.