A brown tabby sat quietly at one end of the nursery, a place full of so much joy and light, so much new life. Clearlight's whiskers twitched in amusement as she watched the kits playing and tumbling around on the floors. Would her kits be like that? Would they play, and talk like that? Would they live like that too, here?Clearlight felt suddenly conscious of the life in her belly, her amusement fading as her thoughts returned to her future kits. It felt like so much responsibility, no, it was so much responsibility, to be a mother. When she had learned she was carrying kits, Clearlight hadn't felt that she was ready. Neither had her mate. Clearlight's heart grew heavy, thinking about the long-passed tom with the pelt like shadows.
Noise from the nursery pulled Clearlight out of her downwards-spiraling thoughts. She glanced around. She should talk to somebody. Clearlight had been hoping to talk to another queen, or some kits, to learn more about Clan life here, and what to know as an expecting mother. When she had been found recently on the Clan territory, Clearlight had been almost a moon into her pregnancy, half-starving and half-frozen from too many cold nights alone with no shelter, and devastated with the loss of her mate. Now, she was determined to provide the best life possible for her future kits. And that meant, even though she felt like she was alone and a stranger in this new place, she would talk to somebody.
(OOC: I'm pretty new here, so forgive me if I'm doing things wrong! Also, seriously. Clearlight and her future kits need some friends.)
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// @~Fierce~ @poisoned poppy
Cloverkit's non-existent eyebrows furrowed with deep confusion, not able to wrap their head around the idea that the rules were correlated with their idea of safety. Thankfully the kit held back the overwhelming urge to call them STUPID and BONK the rules for ever thinking they could control THEM!! THEM! Gosh, such... what did the big cats call it? Mouse-brains? YEAH! "Agree to disagree, " Cloverkit mewed quietly, coughing to cover up the statement.
They perked up at Aspenstar's compliment to the flower and a wider smile was now plastered across their face. Practically beaming, "Thannnkk youu!!" They couldn't help but puff their chest out in pride at the fact they had found a pretty flower suitable enough for their leader. Truly an accomplishment.
Now it was time for Goldeneyes to speak and Cloverkit shifted their gaze back to the molly's attention. Fixated on her lips, it was a struggle to not put in anymore input. (Mama always scolded them about how impolite it was. They would only take it in account for this moment, just this moment!!) Their cheeks burned with embarrassment as Goldeneyes went on. ''It,, was a secret mission,, was gonna be anyway..,," Cloverkit murmured under their breath, you could never do things in peace these days. Wait until they figured about their rebellion they were planning! At least they were safe from it for now.
Cloverkit nodded along with the rest. It was very agreeable besides the inaccurate part. "Not a kit but thank you!!" They nodded and now it was down to their sentence. This was always the nerve-racking part. They slowly turned their head back to Aspenstar with great hesitance, "So.. I guess.. we're done here, eh, eh? I mean.. now you know and Goldeneyes won't get in trouble so like.. we're done? Wonderful! Just wonderful! Yep, yep..!" They took a nervous step back.
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He wiggled and squirmed, making a whirl wind of loud noises as the world became suddenly new to the bundling ball of white and brown fur. He mewed and wiggled, squirmed and cried, confused yet offended by the sensations and sounds around him. All he knew was to find his mother and fill his belly to the brim; that was his first task.
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Rosepaw always had trouble getting out of her nest in the morning. She wasn't sure what it was. There just didn't seem to be any reason to. Obviously she had training every day but that didn't feel like enough of a reason. Nothing did. If no one bothered her, she slept in and only got up when she needed to eat or make dirt.
This time, she got up because she was hungry. Her stomach was twisting and she couldn't sleep anymore so she decided to haul herself out of her nest, not even bothering to shake off the moss stuck in her belly fur. Her sad blue eyes blinked a couple of times to adjust to the light. The cold air outside immediately made her shiver and her face filled with misery.
Rosepaw always had trouble getting out of her nest in the morning. She wasn't sure what it was. There just didn't seem to be any reason to. Obviously she had training every day but that didn't feel like enough of a reason. Nothing did. If no one bothered her, she slept in and only got up when she needed to eat or make dirt.
This time, she got up because she was hungry. Her stomach was twisting and she couldn't sleep anymore so she decided to haul herself out of her nest, not even bothering to shake off the moss stuck in her belly fur. Her sad blue eyes blinked a couple of times to adjust to the light. The cold air outside immediately made her shiver and her face filled with misery.
Cold wind blew through the clearing as the gray warrior sat huddled next to the silver-furred elder, who’s emerald eyes were slightly glazed with age. “Silverbark, when was the last time you spent time with a cat who wasn’t me or your sister?” The elder asked, slowly eating a mouse.
Dogbark recoiled as he heard the she-cat’s voice, she always came to him when he slept, he could never escape her. “I-“ He croaked, “I don’t know, mother…”
This was true for then and now, he hardly felt integrated into the clan, he felt lonely, but he couldn’t say that to anyone, especially not Aspenstar, she might consider him a soft wussy, which he was not. “Poppin, you act like an elder, yet you’re only twenty moons old,” She gave him a soft, pitying look, “You don’t have any friends, do you, poppin?”
Dogbark shook his head, yet again, another thing true to today as well as for the past, “No mother, I’m… busy with things,” Truth be told had this been his real mother, he would unload all his feelings to her in a raging flood, expressing his stress and loneliness… “…Just… busy.”
His mother blinked as if she understood, “It’s often difficult to find your footing, isn’t it?” She purred, laying her silky tail over his shoulders, “You will soon enough, poppin. As they say, good things come to those who wait.”
Dogbark sighed and leaned into her, closing his eyes as she groomed him, savoring the captured memory of his mother…
Dogbark’s eyes flew open as he felt a wetness on his muzzle. No no no! The silver elder lay in a puddle of her own blood, and the barking of the dogs were all he heard.
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Ah!
Dogbark’s eyes actually opened now, sunlight hit them as soon as they opened, blinding him momentarily.
A stark contrast to his dream.
Wind blew into the den over sleeping forms, ruffling the older tom’s fur, he stretched before standing up, pulling some scattered scraps of his nest to him, along with a bright purple leaf, gifted to him by his apprentice Beanpaw. A nice little bugger.
As he exited the den, he spotted the apprentice Rosepaw exiting the apprentice’s den, and he walked over. “Rosepaw,” He rumbled, “Good day.”
Little did he know that saying that kind of thing around her would probably trigger some sort of nature chaos.
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Brr, everything was so cold. The apprentice had some decent, albeit floppy, floof to guard her from the icy breeze but it didn't help too much. Her ears perked up as she was suddenly being adressed. An attack? A bully? No, ut didn't seem like it. She was being asressed by the deputy, which made her heart relax a little. Good day? Haha! As if Rosepaw ever had a good day, she hadn't had a hood day in-
Just as the apprentice opened her mouth to grwet the deputy nervously, a loud crack was heard from above. A tree that hung above the clearing crackled ominously, dropping one of its large branches. The heavy branch fell just as Rosepaw shrunk back, colliding into the ground, dangerously close to both Rosepaw and Dogbark. Good day.
The fluffy kit let out chirps as he felt his siblings shuffle and wiggle beside him. Not at all pleased with being jostled about. In an act to show the world how displeased he was, he shuffled closer to where the other's were going. Once he connected with something solid the, 3 minute old, kit promptly opened his maw and mouthed on whatever it connected with.
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Spiderthroat is the Deputy of ThunderClan
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Brr, everything was so cold. The apprentice had some decent, albeit floppy, floof to guard her from the icy breeze but it didn't help too much. Her ears perked up as she was suddenly being adressed. An attack? A bully? No, ut didn't seem like it. She was being asressed by the deputy, which made her heart relax a little. Good day? Haha! As if Rosepaw ever had a good day, she hadn't had a hood day in-
Just as the apprentice opened her mouth to grwet the deputy nervously, a loud crack was heard from above. A tree that hung above the clearing crackled ominously, dropping one of its large branches. The heavy branch fell just as Rosepaw shrunk back, colliding into the ground, dangerously close to both Rosepaw and Dogbark. Good day.
Rosepaw’s mouth opened, and not a second later, a tree branch toppled down, not even a tail length from where the two cats had been standing.
Dogbark’s mouth hung open in shock, Now that was too close for any kind of comfort.
That could have hit either of them had it been just a bit closer, that stupid branch could have caused the end of Dogbark’s deputiship, and his life more importantly. “That…” His mouth was oddly dry, “…was no good, we’ll have to take this out of the clearing, some kit could hurt themselves or something, and then,” He glared up at the offending tree, “I’ll have to check out that tree to make sure it won’t throw us any more special gifts.”
He looked Rosepaw over, “Alright, since you’re here, Rosepaw, you’ll help me drag this branch out, you up for that?” Without missing a beat, he grabbed the front of the branch (which was slightly rotten and dead, so hopefully it was only a singular gift from the tree) and pushed against it with his shoulder towards the exit to camp.
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Don’t heed anything in his posts as my opinions augh
The expecting molly padded up to the leaders den to let the leader know that she was ready to go to the nursery. It had been two weeks since she had found out and now that she was showing. She didn't think it was safe for her to continue being a warrior for the time being. "Aspenstar I must speak with you for just a couple of minutes.", Geckoleap meowed.
Coming back only to get Barleypaw into warriorhood, but then I most likely will be leaving entirely. I've spend too much time on her to not have her be a warrior and I'd like to get her there.
Re: ThunderClan Nursery
