ThunderClan: Life Before 2023's Sinkhole

[teddy.]

Spiritkit paused out by the entrance of the nursery, a scowl on their lips as the winter sun was practically blinding to his sensitive pink eyes.

His equally pink nose gave a small wiggle, curled whiskers and even curlier ears all twitched as they took in the scents and smells of the clearing around them.

Spiritkit moved carefully. His sight was practically nothing, the world around him half coloured blurs. He didn't need to end up bumping into a warrior or something again. With a growl of his stomach, the albino kitten ventured forwards towards to the prey pile with steps so careful you would think he was walking on the thinnest of ice.

A few steps in and bonk. His worst fears had happened... he had bumped directly into some cat.

{ O P E N }

[spade]

After a long day of hunting and patrolling and rebuilding the camp, Splitstorm's jaws stretched into a wide yawn as she entered the den and sought out her nest. It was definitely extended nap time, and she let out a purr of satisfaction as she sunk into the soft moss, quickly falling asleep.

[spade]

His eyes darted from where he'd been grooming himself after quite a long day of telling stories. It was really just the same story over and over again, yet so far no kits had really caught onto it. "Well hi there you overgrown hairball," the elder chirped, patting the ground with his paw. "Sure can. What do you wanna hear about?"


// @Stormpoppy

[Shade.]

Originally Posted by Romulus

Spiritkit paused out by the entrance of the nursery, a scowl on their lips as the winter sun was practically blinding to his sensitive pink eyes.

His equally pink nose gave a small wiggle, curled whiskers and even curlier ears all twitched as they took in the scents and smells of the clearing around them.

Spiritkit moved carefully. His sight was practically nothing, the world around him half coloured blurs. He didn't need to end up bumping into a warrior or something again. With a growl of his stomach, the albino kitten ventured forwards towards to the prey pile with steps so careful you would think he was walking on the thinnest of ice.

A few steps in and bonk. His worst fears had happened... he had bumped directly into some cat.

{ O P E N }

Lightpaw had just been bringing some prey to the nursery when a small white fluffball bumped into him. Great.
"Jeez, watch it, kit." he muttered under his breath. Despite this he dropped some prey.
"Here, I brought it for the nursery. Eat it or share it with someone, I don't care, It's not like we're not all going to die one day. I hate my job..." he muttered as he pushed a mouse forward.

[teddy.]

Originally Posted by Shadeleaf

Lightpaw had just been bringing some prey to the nursery when a small white fluffball bumped into him. Great.
"Jeez, watch it, kit." he muttered under his breath. Despite this he dropped some prey.
"Here, I brought it for the nursery. Eat it or share it with someone, I don't care, It's not like we're not all going to die one day. I hate my job..." he muttered as he pushed a mouse forward.

Watch it. Watch it. The words rung in his curled white ears like a bee sting in the behind. The hackles of his fluffy back were raised, his whiskers curly up as a sneer settled across his face.

"Death is as normal as birth, all of its messy and boring," Spiritkit meowed lowly, his nose bumping into the soft fur of the prey item before him. "If you hate your job so much, why don't you quit?"

[Madelaine]

Fizzlepaw
***_________***

The pale ginger apprentice was in his nest, taking a nap. He had just woken up less than two minutes ago before Tornpaw spoke to him. Fizzlepaw turned to the other apprentice. "Know Fizzle Name? Fizzle no know yours.", he meowed. He wasn't all that good at names.

// @Stormpoppy; \\

[Madelaine]

Originally Posted by jayfeather21

Braveheart crouched down then Jumped in the air over an invisible badger then spun and clawed at it "It's called the badger attack"

Fizzlepaw
***_________***

Fizzlepaw watched him closely. It looked like a fun move. He wanted to try it! The tom tried to spin around, but he spun so fast he fell flat on his face. Like always he popped right up and acted as if nothing happened.

[Madelaine]

Originally Posted by Exis

Sunstripe looked at the cat with an incredulous look. "Well what if I ate half and then you eat half. You'll be no good if you pass out during patrols." a fair deal, he was hungry anyhow. He sat down across from Linnetwing and tried to smile but it looked more like a grimace so he stopped.

Linnetwing
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Linnetwing wasn't sure if she wanted to eat anymore, but he was right. She needed her strength. The molly nodded in agreement. "Alright.", she meowed. She took her half and ate it. Her stomach ached, trying t get her to stop, but she ignored it. Linnetwing thought she was going to be sick, but it soon passed.

[Shade.]

Originally Posted by Romulus

Watch it. Watch it. The words rung in his curled white ears like a bee sting in the behind. The hackles of his fluffy back were raised, his whiskers curly up as a sneer settled across his face.

"Death is as normal as birth, all of its messy and boring," Spiritkit meowed lowly, his nose bumping into the soft fur of the prey item before him. "If you hate your job so much, why don't you quit?"

Lightpaws huffed and sat down. He wished. But he was stuck as an apprentce for a while.
"I want to, but I'm stuck as an apprentice since my mentor went missing. I don't really care, I just want people to quit telling me what to do. Now I wish I was dead." she said drily.

[teddy.]

Originally Posted by Shadeleaf

Lightpaws huffed and sat down. He wished. But he was stuck as an apprentce for a while.
"I want to, but I'm stuck as an apprentice since my mentor went missing. I don't really care, I just want people to quit telling me what to do. Now I wish I was dead." she said drily.

Spiritkit slowly nodded his head as his curled ears listened, a sense of mutual goals seemed to be common between them... "Run away," He advised, cloudy pink eyes glancing up at Lightpaw. "Become a rouge, be your own cat, choose your own destiny. Your life will be awful either way but at least you'll be your own cat," He scrunched up his snout at the thought of being stuck in a clan of loud brats and nosey cats for the rest of their lives; his own fate, of course. He'd hardly get far on his own... and loneliness was always a fear that lingered over him like an impending doom.