ThunderClan: Life Before 2020's Fire

[versailles]

Originally Posted by Lilyfur2

Iriskit smiled. "You're welcome! Do you want to share it?" She asked.

"Sure.' He meowed, the silver blue tabby put the vole on the ground. He leaned down to take a bite.

[Moon Lily]

Originally Posted by Rosemew

"Sure.' He meowed, the silver blue tabby put the vole on the ground. He leaned down to take a bite.

Iriskit took a bite after him, careful to avoid any small bones. She chewed and swallowed. "Vole is good!" She commented

[versailles]

Originally Posted by Lilyfur2

Iriskit took a bite after him, careful to avoid any small bones. She chewed and swallowed. "Vole is good!" She commented

Jaycall nodded. "It is isn't it' He hummed, swallowing the meat.

[Moon Lily]

Originally Posted by Rosemew

Jaycall nodded. "It is isn't it' He hummed, swallowing the meat.

Iriskit nodded. "It's so furry!" She said, plucking fur from her tongue. " How do you eat it? "

[versailles]

Originally Posted by Lilyfur2

Iriskit nodded. "It's so furry!" She said, plucking fur from her tongue. " How do you eat it? "

Jaycall let out a chuckle. Spitting out some fur. "Just eat it and spit out the fur."

[Moon Lily]

Originally Posted by Rosemew

Jaycall let out a chuckle. Spitting out some fur. "Just eat it and spit out the fur."

Iriskit nodded, understanding now. "Oh! It's like you do with feathers"

[versailles]

Originally Posted by Lilyfur2

Iriskit nodded, understanding now. "Oh! It's like you do with feathers"

He nodded. "Yep!"

[Pluto]

Originally Posted by Rosemew

The blind tom padded into the clearing, his head forward.
The silver blue tabby sat down, shifting to lay down. He was a bit bored.

He sniffed the air, his ears perking up at the different scents. Were there really that many cats in the clearing? He shrugged it off, resting his head on his paws. Jaycalls tail flicked boredly, his head still pointed forward. So it seemed like he was staring at nothing. His blind eyes were a misty, light blue. @Ombre Party

Citrupaw lied boredly in the clearing. Not able to get comfortable, she rolled around, kicking up dust at the cat that had made his way next to her. Completely on accident, she decided to say nothing until she got comfortable. When she did, she saw a silver blue tabby tom staring off to nothing. She decided it was better not to say a word at the strange cat.

[Freesia]

Originally Posted by RedHead

A triumphant smile crossed Cherrybubble’s features as she caught a hint of a smile from Tallmarsh. She absolutely adored it when any cat found her, even the least bit, funny and witty. And the smile that had come across Tallmarsh’s face confirmed to her that the feline had found her funny. “So? I never said you looked like a snowflake! I mean, you don’t look like a ‘tall marsh’ either, yet here we are.” A wide grin lit up her face as her vivid green orbs shone with a teasing laughter. Something soft and gentle, an emotion not usually seen on Cherrybubble’s face. Most of the time her emotions were all sharp and pointed, just like herself, as she liked to say.
A small hiss of surprise and pain exited the warrior’s maw at the touch of the moss on her wounds. She wondered for a moment how a small piece of moss could hurt her more than her running and jumping around like a maniac. Adrenaline probably. She defintley wasn’t bursting with it right now, so she could feel every little sting of pain. And it didn’t help that she didn’t have much else to focus on. Besides picking fun at Tallmarsh. Which was kind of distracting... Only if she’d give me more to go off of.
As Tallmarsh made a suggestion, Cheerybubble’s eyes flew wide. “Embarrassing?! Hmm...” Now the playful look was back, as she matched stares with the medicine cat. “I don’t believe that word is in my vocabulary Snowflake. ‘Cherrybubble’ and ‘embarrassing’ don’t go in the same sentence.”

((hhh it's been two weeks since I've rped Tall, lets see here-))

Tallmarsh rolled her green eyes. "I'm called 'Tall' because of my gorgeous, long tail, and I'm called 'marsh' because of my lustrous, dark coat," she explained in a pompous, exaggerated, joking voice. Finishing up her chewing, the medicine cat spit the paste onto one of the wounds and began spreading it gently with a paw. There was no way she was going to let her tongue anywhere near that open wound. As she worked, she listened to Cherrybubble and thought about nicknames, twitching her whiskers when the she-cat called her Snowflake. It was going to take a bit to get used to this new nickname, but she thought she'd be able to handle it. "How about...Sparky? Since you seem great at getting others riled up, like me, but...different," she suggested. "No...How about..." She paused her work, and the buffering symbol could almost be seen above her head as she struggled to come up with a snarky nickname for her patient-turned-friend. With a huff, she exclaimed, "Well, I'm sure there's something I can call you! I just...can't think of it right now." Her pelt grew hot with embarrassment. She was supposed to be the stoic-yet-hotheaded, respected warrior-turned-medicine cat, yet here she was, getting flustered like a little apprentice! She turned to get more marigold, attempting to hide her expression of exasperation and embarrassment.

((I don't think tall and cherry ever actually told each other their names omg!~ and it would be so funny if tall was too awkward to ask cherry her name so she just called her by the nickname she decides on for cherry))

[|+sari+|]

Originally Posted by FireAndBright

Frostfall padded out from her den, yawning. It was a cold day, as always, but at least the chill of the air helped to wake her up. She glanced at the fresh-kill pile, which was pitifully small, then looked around for her apprentice. Her first apprentice! She was excited, of course, and couldn’t wait to begin training, but there would always be this nagging fear in the back of her mind. What if I mess this up? Fear was good, she thought. Fear kept you from making stupid mistakes. This was an apprentice, not a life or death situation, but she still felt her fear was justifiied. She needed to teach him, to bond with him, to be the best mentor she could be. She needed him to like her, and that didn’t often come naturally.
There he was, waiting, looking round with barely restrained excitement. She walked towards him, slowly so she could think about what to say. Be friendly, she told herself. Don’t scare him on his first day. She had a tendency to come across as a little too cold and a little too uncaring when she first met someone, but she tried to put warmth in her voice when she approached him. “Hey,” she greeted him. “Are you ready for your first day?”

Herringpaw jumped in surprise at the voice and glanced at her, blinking his large blue eyes. He excitedly jumped to his paws. "You bet!," he meowed, tail waving excitedly. He danced on his paws; his heart was beating so fast it might as well have pumped through his ribs. He gazed at her with wide eyes, then remembered. He lowered his head a bit sheepishly. "But... I'm afraid I have forgotten your name... I thought it was Snowfall, but now I'm thinking I'm wrong..." he shuffled his paws nervously.