ThunderClan: Life Before 2020's Fire

[Mayflower]

Originally Posted by Boba Fett

Ok so I'll RP him as if his parents are dead Mkay?)

Sorrelpaw looked at his paws and sighed,"w-well th-they're u-umm...." He trailed of, a tear falling from his face.

"Oh." Barrypaw was freaking out internally, he didn't know how to deal with this stuff. "Umm... Sorry?"

HOLY MOLY BARRYPAW)

I SAID BARRYPAW NOT BERRYPAW ITS STAYING)

[-WarriorCats-]

Originally Posted by Lonestar23

"O-" The tom was cut off by a yawn that seemed almost too big for a kit before he shook his head slightly and gave her a smile. "-kay." Curling back up against his Mother's soft pelt, Beetlekit closed his eyes only to feel the warmth move away. He gave a mew of half-surprise, half-protest and watched Thistleflight with a puzzled expression. Was she... okay? Did she want to be a warrior again? Now, some cats might think it surprising that Beetlekit didn't know his own mothers very well, but it wasn't like they had a heart to heart talk. He felt like he knew her from the inside out, yet sometimes he wondered... did he? Did he really know her that well or did it just feel that way sometimes? Beetlekit wasn't sure, but he hoped that he knew his Mother well enough to know when she wasn't feeling well. Right now she looked okay. "Mama? Are you okay? The tom asked, watching her with a worried expression. Care was something that the tom didn't feel for very many cats. In fact, Thistleflight seemed to be the only one who saw when he felt like being a caring, gentle, almost fake-feeling cat. Soon Beetlekit would be Beetlepaw, and then who knew where things would go from there? He could grow up to be Beetlestar, which was a common fantasy among all cats, but one that he seemed to be determined to make true. He would do his best to prove himself a loyal warrior. Beetlestar. Boy, did the tom ever like the sound of that!
(I'm not sure - I need to make sure his mentor is still active, he had one at some point but I'd better be sure they can still mentor him)

@Lonestar23
(Oh, okay.)

Thistleflight shook away her thoughts. She gave her kit a fake laugh. "Y-Yes! Of course, I'm okay! She sighed. Not yet, StarClan. Let time go by slower so I can cherish my time as a Queen. She prayed. Please let me have time. She tried to take her eyes off the warriors, but her thoughts nagged her. She silently watched the warriors of ThunderClan rise, her soft pelt beside her kits. She had a worried expression on her face. No matter how much she wanted to forget it all, one day she would have to rise with the warriors of the Clan. She gave a quiet sigh, her stub tail lashing in the breeze. She sat beside Beetlekit, her eyes drifting from the warriors to her kit. She smiled. He's still young, and even as an apprentice, he'll always be my kit.

[Seraphon]

Originally Posted by Milky Way

"Oh." Barrypaw was freaking out internally, he didn't know how to deal with this stuff. "Umm... Sorry?"

HOLY MOLY BARRYPAW)

I SAID BARRYPAW NOT BERRYPAW ITS STAYING)

Sorrelpaw looked at him sadly and nodded,"I-it's ok-kay, you didn't kn-know..."

[Solstice_X]

Originally Posted by Jay-Jay

We were here,
" Who's your older brother?" The Siamese kitten questioned as she looked at Jaykit's indicated sister cats curled up in their nest(s).


She thought of her adoptive older brother Fernkit, but she didn't know quite where the tomkit was. Looking around, she couldn't quite see him in the nursery. That is, if he was even in the nursery. For all she knew, he could be anywhere. Remembering that the kit preferred to stick around her adoptive mother, she started scanning the den for the overprotective queen that had taken her in.


"I've got an older brother too, but I don't know where he is."

( Ahh, okay. What was Jaykit's response to that? )

[goddess of ducks]

Vireokit stalked into the clearing, his body language showing emotions of anger and frustration. That kit. He couldn't even remember their name now. They had wanted to play. Ravenstorm had asked him specifically to play with the little nuisance. So he had, and not exactly in the best manner. He made sure that the kit knew he had no desire to be doing it. So he had agreed to play tag. Sure he had been very reluctant in doing so, but still. He had started it. But no. The dumb kit had stayed and twiddled around with their dumb feather, giving him no acknowledgement at all. After he agreed to play with her! He had started it and the kit was rude enoygh to not even give him second glance. At least he had decency enough to try and start a game. Nope, they had dissed him. Ignored him, oushed him away and then they had taken another step. They had turned away from him and walked back to their mother and speciafically said that 'he's no fun. I don't want to play with him.' So by this point, Vireokit was steaming with anger. He really had a need at the moment to rake his claws into something and just rip it to shreds. He had half a mind to approach the fresh kill pile and grab a mouse and perform his anger management in it, but he knew. He knew and was smart enough to realize that leaf bare was quickly approaching. Prey would be scarce, so they needed all of it. So instead he spotted a stick. It was thick, but fairly short. He huffed over to it and grabbed it with his front paws and steadied it in between his back two paws. He then proceeded to extend his front claws and rip into the stick, tearing it's apbark and wood away in little string that held on by the tiniest bit at the end. He slashed and clawed and grappled with the stick, taking his frustrations out on it.

@Lonestar23

[Bunnyburns36]

Originally Posted by Fern

Chestnutsong exited the warrior's den, flicking her gaze around camp. She had gone on the midnight patrol last night and had slept in a bit. Her blue eyes fell upon Snowwhisker, shaking brambles out of his white pelt. Smiling lightly, she wondered what patrol he had gone on, and if the tom had eaten yet. She waved her tail to get his attention, mewing, "Good morning Snowwhisker." The pretty brown shecat made her way over to the tom, dipping her head to a few cats as she passed them.

Snowwhisker flicked his ears, hearing Chestnutsong. He choked back a purr, and smiled as she came towards him. "Chestnutsong, good morning!" He dipped his head, his amber eyes shining. "Have you already had fresh kill this morning?" He meowed, his tail twitching at the tip. He was hoping that she would want to share tongues, but maybe she was requested for another patrol already.

[graves]

Originally Posted by Lonestar23

"O - oh," Stormwing mewed. She didn't say anything about it, but she would have liked to go with Littlefoot - early in the morning or not. The silver tabby wasn't a late sleeper, but she didn't normally awaken at the crack of dawn. Still, she wouldn't have minded if he had gotten her up. "Well, I - I was going t - to go hunting later, maybe, um... if you wanted to, uh, come." Stormwing's tail was twitching with every word she spoke and she fixed her soft blue eyes on him. Would Littlefoot want to come with her? Possibly. Then again, maybe not... after all, she wasn't considered the Clan's most popular cat. It wasn't that Stormwing was necessarily disliked, even though she did have quite the sharp tongue when she or someone else was being bullied - or flirted with, the silver cat hated flirting - but all in all she was very nervous when meeting new cats. And, that could lead to potiental problems in friendships.

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"What do I think?" Amberflame mewed, her eyes partly narrowed as she watched Rueflower and then sighed. "I think we have every right to fight against WindClan. If those warriors weren't punished, then Dapplestar or Blazingstar or whoever was leader at the time should have done something about it. And if they still haven't, then I think we have the right to do it ourselves." The feline was angry that some WindClan cat - or cats - had had the nerve to kill a ThunderClan warrior. And, especially as brutally as it had been done. The multicolored cat fixed her eyes back on Rueflower and spoke again. "What about you, what's your opinion?" She was truly curious, as she knew some of her clanmates didn't share what seemed to be the more popular opinion - the one that Amberflame herself had decided upon.

Littlefoot nodded eagerly, the smile still on his face,¨Id love to!¨ his mew muffled from being full of prey. He gave a chuckle before swallowing. He liked psending time with Stormwing. She was shy, but she seemed extremely kind. And she seemed to be growing more and more confident around Littlefoot, which only warmed him. he hadnt expected Stormwing to ask him to do anything, she seemed a bit nervous for that, but he was excited nonetheless.

/

Rueflower listened to Amberflame, nodding along to what she was saying. ¨Im not one to start off with violence. there has been rumors on both sides, and at this point its hard to know what there is to believe.¨ she mewed calmly. She was a peacemaker of course, but that didnt mean she wouldnt get out her claws when necessary,¨But I too feel that we have the right to fight Windclan. They claimed that we took a cat hostage and killed them. What are we, savages?¨ she rolled her eyes. Honestly, if cats thought things through first, would any cat believe others would take another cat hostage for no reason but to kill them? They werent the syndicate, they were civilized clans who had boundaries and rules, it seemed some clans forgot.

[Barnabas]

Originally Posted by Lonestar23

"A - a walk would be, um, be nice," Froststing mewed, the feline looking down at the ground for a moment. Sometimes he didn't feel quite comfortable around Marigold, even though he wanted to... he really wanted to. He would have done almost anything to just be friends, and not be uncomfortable - though that was impossible for Froststing, wasn't he always uncomfortable? Around any cat? The realization of this made him breathe a sigh of relief and he laughed inwardly - just a little. Yes, yes of course! He was. So there was no reason to worry. Bright blue eyes stared out at his friend and he seemed to be watching her longingly, thinking about what to do... or at least, so it seemed. Was he that uncomfortable? "Sh - shall we go?" The tom stammered, breaking his gaze away from Marigoldflower and trying to think of something to say that wouldn't make him feel so uncomfortable. The tom quickly padded towards the camp exit, stopped, looked back briefly and opened his maw as though he finally had found something that he wanted to say and then shut it just as abruptly, heading out into the territory. A walk would definitely clear things up and make him feel better. It always did. And, if things were still awkward when they returned, well... Froststing would work out his feelings on his own. Or with one of his siblings, surely they could help him.

Marigold nodded with a smile, knowing that Froststing was a bit nervous and she was a bit too. The she-cat walked towards the camp entrance/exit, touching his chin with her tail. "know anywhere we can get a good walking exercise at?" asked Marigoldflower with a purr. She headed up to the entrance and a thought jumped into her head Don't make him feel too uncomfortable. He's your friend. Start acting like a good friend. Marigoldflower was a bit nervous, but she was a she-cat that would never show any sign of it. She was born by a she-cat that never showed any weakness and that's what Marigoldflower was raised to think she was.

[Riversplash]

Can I join? I'd like to be the medicine cat apprentice (I have another OC)

[Vesper]

Originally Posted by Solstice_X

( Ahh, okay. What was Jaykit's response to that? )

Just writing it.)
"My brother is named Jaymist. He turned a warrior before I was even born!" She squeaked. Her silver tail brushed the ground lightly.

 

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