ThunderClan: Life Before 2023's Sinkhole

[Rani]

Originally Posted by Exis

As Sunstripe settled in he stopped a moment, this was either going to be enlightening or hurtful. Ok Sunstripe you can do this. “Why don’t you talk? Is it a choice or...?” He mewed trying to sign it as well but he gave up shortly. Oh he’s gonna get hit over the head. Ouch.

This was a question Gravehound was used to and didnt even mind. 'Nope' He shook his head 'I am' double tap 'mute' a paw covering his mouth open with no sound coming out 'from kithood.' a pointed paw between the nursery moving and himself and it. 'When I was a kit' a double tap on his chest and another gesture on the nursery and a paw brought down to the ground to about the size of a kit 'I got hit' doubt tap and a sort of punching motion to the ground with a free paw 'on the head' a point to the top if his head 'I fell unconscious' double tap followed by a sort of fainting motion and his sign for sleep, paw supporting his head and closed eyes 'when I woke' a rolled paw while his eyes were closed followed by an exaggerated mimed wake up 'I couldnt talk.' double tap and a shaken head with a slashing motion with his paw followed by a mimed talking motion. 'Dont know why,' A shaken head and a shrug with a sort of confused expression 'and I dont remember' double tap and another shaken head and slashing movement followed by a tap on his head and a thinking motion 'the blow.' a mimed hit on his head.

Wasnt much more to say about the whole disaster so Gravehound just shrugged and grinned. He wasnt very fussed about it, it was so long ago and he didnt even remember it. So whatever.

[Estelle]

Flamepaw slowly trotted after Lightningkit, flicking her tail slightly. "I know you!" Flamepaw squeaked as she saw who her friend had approached "you're the elder who also has an ear injury!" Flamepaw was glad to see Oakcreek again - and she knew that they had nice stories too!

[ @Phoenix Fire @Snow Carrot @Bread ]

[Rani]

Originally Posted by Larkstripe

Echofall flattened his ears a bit, tilting his head in confusion. He placed a paw on his own chest, then shook his head almost mournfully, “I would never”, he paused, contemplating—before he made an unmistakably jeering face while gesturing to Gravehound “make fun of you”, he assured. Upon the gray curl’s affirmation, his endearingly crooked smile resurfaced, “Then it is a date.” He decided, warmth and satisfaction shining through his disjointed voice. He pressed his forehead against Gravehound’s cheek, his expression softer than it had ever been—perhaps in his life. “You...may be...the only ThunderClan cat...who knows that...I am more than an irritable...”kittypet Prince”.” He joked, making light of the demeaning moniker many clans cats used to refer to him.

'Its a fitting name though, you are as elegant and kind as a king much less a prince.' Gravehound didnt sign this part but in his defence his paws were busy, one pushing himself off and one brushing a tiny bit of dirt off of Echofalls cheeks in a completely unintentional suave move. In his defence the generally un romantically experienced tom had meant for it to be a brief move but had gotten so caught in looking at Echofalls eyes that he lingered for a few moments.

Breaking away with a blush and averted eyes Gravehound bargained 'I will' double tap on his chest and an insistent (he would not be giving in here) 'bring some prey' a mime of picking up and carrying something and a point at the prey pile 'for us to eat.' a giving motion and a gesture between the two before a mimed eating of some prey. 'Whats your favourite' A shrug and a cocked head while Gravehound pointed at Echofall before he rubbed his stomach while grinning 'type of prey?' a lot of points at each type of prey type on the fresh kill pile concluded with a cocked head. Gravehound would be bolting soon to prepare for the date (he didnt need a bath as a fairly clean cat but this was a date and he needed to look his best, and maybe bring a gift, and probably talk himself out of a freak out... Listen he need a bit!) but from what little he could remember of his mother he distinctly recalled her talking about the importance of a potential mate being able to provide. And with his all consuming infatuation he wanted to prove he was worthy so badly.

[Frozen Reign]

Blueface stirred. he looked up at the entrance to the den. he could hear the patrols leaving. sighing, he got up and started to wash. after he had, he picked his way toward the entrance to the den.
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[ghostwriter]

Originally Posted by Rani

'Its a fitting name though, you are as elegant and kind as a king much less a prince.' Gravehound didnt sign this part but in his defence his paws were busy, one pushing himself off and one brushing a tiny bit of dirt off of Echofalls cheeks in a completely unintentional suave move. In his defence the generally un romantically experienced tom had meant for it to be a brief move but had gotten so caught in looking at Echofalls eyes that he lingered for a few moments.

Breaking away with a blush and averted eyes Gravehound bargained 'I will' double tap on his chest and an insistent (he would not be giving in here) 'bring some prey' a mime of picking up and carrying something and a point at the prey pile 'for us to eat.' a giving motion and a gesture between the two before a mimed eating of some prey. 'Whats your favourite' A shrug and a cocked head while Gravehound pointed at Echofall before he rubbed his stomach while grinning 'type of prey?' a lot of points at each type of prey type on the fresh kill pile concluded with a cocked head. Gravehound would be bolting soon to prepare for the date (he didnt need a bath as a fairly clean cat but this was a date and he needed to look his best, and maybe bring a gift, and probably talk himself out of a freak out... Listen he need a bit!) but from what little he could remember of his mother he distinctly recalled her talking about the importance of a potential mate being able to provide. And with his all consuming infatuation he wanted to prove he was worthy so badly.

Echofall seemed to soften against Gravehound’s touch, his sapphire eyes nearly lambent as evening began to settle on the camp. There was something so beguiling about the mute tom’s innocent enthusiasm and brilliant expressions. He made Echofall feel...safe. It was an unusual feeling, and when he paused to assess it he realized that he had always felt somewhat ostracized in ThunderClan.
But not anymore. Not now.
Gravehound made him feel safe, and appreciated, and tranquil...he was home.
Echofall lightly tilted his head into Gravehound’s touch, and he glanced at the fresh-kill pile and spread his paw across it in an all encompassing gesture, “Any”, he paused, trying to think of a tangible sign. He finally crossed his paws over each other and moved them like flapping wings, “bird”, he answered. He then gestured to Gravehound and raised a brow in question, then glanced at the fresh-kill pile in a sort of “and you?” question. He needed to know for future reference, of course. However, tonight he had decided to deliver a far different token of appreciation to the warrior—something he kept and refused to let go of, for reasons he couldn’t quite explain...reasons that had suddenly become clear.

[Christmas Max]

Originally Posted by Snow Carrot

Flutterkit pounced on the ball, panting and exhilarated as she finished up her "kill". "Beat you!" she squealed, beaming at Lionblaze. "I'm so fast, I make rabbits look like turtles!" she bragged."Do you wanna do something else now?"

"Sure! What do you want to do?" Lionblaze purred. He loved this kit! (does Flutterkit have a father and mother?)

[Fairytale]

( @Christmassy Kipo ignore this I'm making Lightningkit double lol)

Lightningkit spotted Tigerkit. "TIIIIGERRR!" He ran over and knocked into him. "Wanna play?" he asked. @Wynter

[k!ngk3s]

Originally Posted by Rani

Mmmmmrg even half-asleep Gravehound could vaguely hear the early morning patrols heading out and he did not like being disturbed. With a silent grumble, the fluffy tom snuggled into the warm mass at his side, shoving his face into the neck. On the edge of sleep, he had a fleeting thought to wonder who was next to him before grogginess smoothed that out and he was just happy to continue to sleep in as much as possible curled into soft fur. Still, the dawn had broken and cats were rising so the clock was counting down.

Dusksilp felt something hit his neck, but he didn't mind. He just wanted to sleep. He was warm and sleeping. He heard moring patrols go out, and he snored in distaste. The sun was rising, he would have to wake up sooner or later. He moved closer to the warmeth next to him, trying to get as much sleep as possible before he had to wake up.

[crumbl]

Originally Posted by Lion10

"Sure! What do you want to do?" Lionblaze purred. He loved this kit! (does Flutterkit have a father and mother?)

(She has a mom, but not a dad Sorry that this might be my last post for a while as well-- I'm going on a semi-hiatus, so I have to wrap up RP's for the most part. I should be back in two weeks, and I could be active before then, but just wanted to give you a heads up )

"Mmm, we could play-- yawn-- elders' nest-- yawn--" Flutterkit's tail drooped and her eyes grew heavy. "One time I-- yawn-- put some skunk fur in the elders' den and they-- yawn-- yowled from here to Highstones..." Smacking her lips, Flutterkit sat down and curled up. "Maybe tomorrow, though. I'm kinda sleepy," she admitted.

[Dog Lover]

Originally Posted by Phoenix Fire

( @Christmassy Kipo ignore this I'm making Lightningkit double lol)

Lightningkit spotted Tigerkit. "TIIIIGERRR!" He ran over and knocked into him. "Wanna play?" he asked. @Wynter

"Sure!" Said Tigerkit and he began hopping side to side, his tongue lolling out and his eyes big and bright.