ThunderClan: Life Before 2020's Fire

[lone]

Originally Posted by Nighty

Storkpaw padded out from the apprentice's den, still stunned from the news that Ratnight had delivered. The young Bengal shared his mother's beliefs in Starclan, and wasn't to sure what the future had in store for him now that Ratnight and Fennelstrike had taken command. He knew though, that whatever happened would not be good. Does Starclan not care about us anymore? Why are they letting this happen? He thought, confused about the entire dilemma. He padded to the side, his thoughts continuing down the trail of what seemed like a dark future for the Clans.

Owlkit sat in the clearing, her fluffy brown and white tail curled about her paws. The kit was stunned. It felt as though everything in here had gone, leaving her with just an empty shell. She could see the Bengal apprentice, Storkpaw, making his way away, and she got to her paws, wearily making her way towards him. "Storkpaw..." She greeted, tears beginning to well in her grey blue hues. She couldn't say anything else. All the life had been taken from her, everything had been taken from her. A new leader. Ratnight. B-b-but I don't...I don't...I don't like him...Owlkit thought, with a distressed twitch of her tail. She didn't have the energy to try and play, she didn't even have the energy to smile. As much as she wanted to be energetic and happy, she had nothing in her to do so. She allowed herself to meet Storkpaw's gaze, although tears were still visible in her grey blue hues.

[ConfusedCas]

Originally Posted by Lonestar23

Ashenkit hadn't expected Honeykit to attack him so soon, and with a mew of surprise, he was bowled over, landing hard on his back. He struggled beneath the golden kit, giving a small mew of surprise as she began batting at him. In an effort to get her off of him, Ashenkit began to bat around at her face with his soft paws, pushing at her to see if it would have any effect. He doubted it, but it was always worth a shot. "You cannot beat me, I am the strongest- uh- warrior in..." He stopped for a moment, wondering whether he should be from ThunderClan or ShadowClan, knowing the rivalry was strongest between those two. "ShadowClan!" He exclaimed finally, and to anyone listening, it must have sounded strange. He batted at Honeykit again, a mischievous spark in his blue hues and a playful purr in his throat as he did so, quite obviously excited.
(Okay, well Ashenkit is four moons old- how old is Honeykit? And yeah, Heart's gonna be apprenticed soon hopefully, I just need to find a mentor for her x3)

Because he had picked a Shadowclan warrior her desire to win burned all the brighter. Honeykit had regained her ambition! "Well I, uh-" she thought for a moment, "Honeyclaw, will defeat the stinking Shadowclan cat!" Before she could get another swipe in she was batted in the face by a soft gray paw. Unable to get her hold again she stumbled off him, but stayed steady in a crouch. I won't lose this time, I am not clumsy! Honeykit threw herself forward and head-butted his shoulder in an attempt to throw the larger kit off balance. A grin spread across her muzzle and a loud purr erupted in her throat, while playfulness and determination sparked in her now glowing cobalt gaze.

(Honeykit is 4 moons soon to be 5, so we'll have rainxheart be apprenticed first as soon as heartkit finds a mentor?)

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[Gusty]

Ratnight's words were a bit like a wispy dream floating through Sprucepaw's mind; it ran through and persuaded her and filled the molly with pure joy and excitement. He- and Fennelstrike, of course- were going to make a change within the clans. No longer was Ashstar going to lead ThunderClan into misery. Now, a greater power could be put into play, and it was ringing within the clan. And in the midst of the action, Sprucepaw would be part of this moment. It didn't matter that she was merely a 10-moon-old apprentice; she was determined too support the new era and help out the new incoming leaders.

The feeling was slightly dampened by her clanmate's lack of support, or so it seemed. Sprucepaw's fur bristled as she heard one of her fellow clanmates- an apprentice, about the same age as her- boldly shout out a couple of remarks, which stung and smothered the air and changed the attitude of the whole scene. By then, the 'shouting kit' incident was completely out of her mind, and this one replaced it. How dare she shout something up so impolite to their leaders? That was horrid, plain old horror. If Fernpaw wanted to say something cruel, they should at least do it in a way in which Ratnight would actually listen to her.

"So disrespectful," Sprucepaw hissed quietly, as the molly left. She didn't want to say it too loud, being that the whole clan was here, but she wanted to make sure the apprentice could hear it.

[chancey]

Spirit's body lay limp on the ground, she gasped in an effort to fight back weakness, "Help!" Her lungs screamed for air as she spoke, pounding so ferociously that her paws pounded with it. Spirit looked, her blind sight irritated her. She tried listening, her one good ear barely hearable out of. She sniffed, picking up the scents of cats all around her. "I need to find... uh..." She hesitated trying to word it correctly, "My... My brothers..." Spirit stumbled forward a bit, tripping over a small rock and tumbling forward. Spirit got up, her weakness tried to drag her down. Her pelt heavy with blood. "Yeah, my brothers..."

[CherryIce]

@MaskedBandits
(Sorry for late reply...)
Cherrypaw turned back to her siblings
"I hope nothing like that ever happens again...."

[goddess of ducks]

Originally Posted by Lonestar23

Owlkit sat in the clearing, her fluffy brown and white tail curled about her paws. The kit was stunned. It felt as though everything in here had gone, leaving her with just an empty shell. She could see the Bengal apprentice, Storkpaw, making his way away, and she got to her paws, wearily making her way towards him. "Storkpaw..." She greeted, tears beginning to well in her grey blue hues. She couldn't say anything else. All the life had been taken from her, everything had been taken from her. A new leader. Ratnight. B-b-but I don't...I don't...I don't like him...Owlkit thought, with a distressed twitch of her tail. She didn't have the energy to try and play, she didn't even have the energy to smile. As much as she wanted to be energetic and happy, she had nothing in her to do so. She allowed herself to meet Storkpaw's gaze, although tears were still visible in her grey blue hues.

Storkpaw was distracted from his thoughts and the sweet scent of Owlkit. He released a sigh of relief when he remembered her support for him. He turned his black striped head around to gaze at her and almost choked. He didn't expect to see her on the verge of tears, and it made his heart break for her. He knew that everything going on was confusing and scary for him, he couldn't imagine what it might be like for her. He swallowed heard and drew his tail around her pulling her close. "I know, it's going to be tough." He said trying to sound confident, although he was unsure he he was comforting Owlkit, or himself. He felt bad for her and as much as he wanted to do something about it, he didn't know how.

[lone]

Originally Posted by Nighty

Storkpaw was distracted from his thoughts and the sweet scent of Owlkit. He released a sigh of relief when he remembered her support for him. He turned his black striped head around to gaze at her and almost choked. He didn't expect to see her on the verge of tears, and it made his heart break for her. He knew that everything going on was confusing and scary for him, he couldn't imagine what it might be like for her. He swallowed heard and drew his tail around her pulling her close. "I know, it's going to be tough." He said trying to sound confident, although he was unsure he he was comforting Owlkit, or himself. He felt bad for her and as much as he wanted to do something about it, he didn't know how.

Owlkit wasn't quite sure what to think anymore. "What are we going to do? Wh-what do I do now?" She asked, her voice so quiet that it would have been increasingly hard to catch. She hated feeling so powerless and out of control. Up until now, she had believed herself to be in control of most aspects of her own life. She had been able to choose where she wanted to go- although granted, some places did have their consequences if she was caught- she had been able to choose what she wanted to be like, what friends she wanted to make...and the leader had never bothered her, she had never really thought about it before. But now, now things were different. She was very glad to have Storkpaw there, as terrified as she was...she felt safe. "A-are we going to b-be okay?" She asked, her voice having a slight stammer in it. Tears began to roll out of the she cat's eyes, surprising her, and she could barely stop herself from completely breaking down. Now was not the time- she could not allow herself to just completely break.

[goddess of ducks]

Originally Posted by Lonestar23

Owlkit wasn't quite sure what to think anymore. "What are we going to do? Wh-what do I do now?" She asked, her voice so quiet that it would have been increasingly hard to catch. She hated feeling so powerless and out of control. Up until now, she had believed herself to be in control of most aspects of her own life. She had been able to choose where she wanted to go- although granted, some places did have their consequences if she was caught- she had been able to choose what she wanted to be like, what friends she wanted to make...and the leader had never bothered her, she had never really thought about it before. But now, now things were different. She was very glad to have Storkpaw there, as terrified as she was...she felt safe. "A-are we going to b-be okay?" She asked, her voice having a slight stammer in it. Tears began to roll out of the she cat's eyes, surprising her, and she could barely stop herself from completely breaking down. Now was not the time- she could not allow herself to just completely break.

Storkpaw frowned. He hated seeing her like this, it made his heart break for her. He was the one who never felt much emotion himself, or at least didn't show it, but once his friends broke down, he started to as well. He bent his head nd rested his chin on her forehead. "Yeah, we'll be fine, as long as we have each other." He said calmly, hoping to settle her back down. "We need to get you your apprentice ceremony, how old are you? Because once your an apprentice, you don't have to stay trapped inside camp anymore." He asked looking down at her as he drew back to look at her face.

[lone]

Originally Posted by Nighty

Storkpaw frowned. He hated seeing her like this, it made his heart break for her. He was the one who never felt much emotion himself, or at least didn't show it, but once his friends broke down, he started to as well. He bent his head nd rested his chin on her forehead. "Yeah, we'll be fine, as long as we have each other." He said calmly, hoping to settle her back down. "We need to get you your apprentice ceremony, how old are you? Because once your an apprentice, you don't have to stay trapped inside camp anymore." He asked looking down at her as he drew back to look at her face.

Owlkit sighed, and looked a little calmer- at least, she was able to take control of herself and stop crying. That, in her opinion, was something to be very thankful for...at least now she was in better control of herself. "Y-yeah..." She mewed, swallowing a little as she did so. "Five moons old. I'll be six really, really soon...I think...and then I'll be able to go out all the time, and we can do a whole bunch of other stuff together," She mewed, a hint of her old cheerful personality returning to her currently worried state. She pressed herself against Storkpaw, glad for the moment that she could at least be with someone she trusted. At least for the moment, she felt safe. She didn't like having to count on someone else to make her feel secure, but at the moment she was too shaken to take care of herself.

[goddess of ducks]

Originally Posted by Lonestar23

Owlkit sighed, and looked a little calmer- at least, she was able to take control of herself and stop crying. That, in her opinion, was something to be very thankful for...at least now she was in better control of herself. "Y-yeah..." She mewed, swallowing a little as she did so. "Five moons old. I'll be six really, really soon...I think...and then I'll be able to go out all the time, and we can do a whole bunch of other stuff together," She mewed, a hint of her old cheerful personality returning to her currently worried state. She pressed herself against Storkpaw, glad for the moment that she could at least be with someone she trusted. At least for the moment, she felt safe. She didn't like having to count on someone else to make her feel secure, but at the moment she was too shaken to take care of herself.

Storkpaw smiled down at the kit. "Exactly, now all we have to do is wait. And yes," he chuckled a little. "We can go out and escape this place for some time. We will have to come back though, we can't leave them here alone, we'll have to help in some way." He said turning a slight bit serious. The black and white Bengal trusted his new friend and felt like he should protect her, but that did not hinder his respect for her. He knew she was quite capable of taking care of herself, just like he was, but every once in a while, everyone needed someone beside them.