Spiderthroat
He/Him || ThunderClan Deputy
Beefed Up Tier III || Just a Scratch
The calico poked his head out of the Warriors den, ah yes. Chaos. Everything was well within order. It seemed as though the talk of snakes was quite popular with the younger crowd. Having heard about what happened in the nursery, he himself wasn't there for it but surely. Surely. It wasn't as dramatic as many were putting it. It was just a snake, after all.
Looking at the crowd that already appeared beneath the Stormcrest, he decided. No. He did not want to socialize today. That meant no crowd surfing, not today. So instead the tom opted to scuttle up the side of the Warriors den, and drape himself across the top. If anyone was asking what he was doing, he would argue that he was checking the structural integrity of the den. It's a good den if he hasn't fallen in the roof.
Y'know what?
The Stormcrest might theoretically be off limits now that Wolfpaw was Older, but if Spiderthroat could climb aboard the warriors' den so could he.
In fact, he could climb the Spidertrain and he'd just have to deal with it.
So that's what Wolfpaw did, scaling the den with his Redhawk Approved climbing skills. Spiderthroat took up pretty much the entire roof, so he sprang up at Spiderthroat's back - planning to latch on like an oversized kit gettin' a badger ride.
Mushroompaw quickly backed away from the stick, Elkkit still in his jaws. The young tom didn't want someone else to get hurt! His bright blue eyes flashed in alarm once he heard Rwdhawk's voice. 'Just a stick... Just a stick...' Mushroompaw though, setting down Elkkit before freezing. A tom sent a fiery glare towards him. 'Oh no... Oh no... Am I in trouble?' Panic rose on his chest as he gazed at the golden tom, waited for scolding or a batting to the ear. But it never happened, only more scary looks.
yarrowcrest // he/him // 20 moons
purrks: mind reader [INACTIVE], flock together tier 1 [INACTIVE]
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It had been some time since Yarrowcrest had attended a meeting. In fact, it had been over a moon now, hasn't it? Maybe even longer... Seated toward the back of the growing crowd, his eyes train onto their leader, basically drenched in his fatigue. Sparrowfur had been MIA for nearly a moon now and it was keeping him up at night. Suddenly a single father to four kits who was still struggling with loss after loss, on top of patrol after patrol... He was exhausted. But he had to put on a brave face for his kids. Speaking of, there's a set of claws and teeth in his tail that has him tensing, his own claws unsheathing reflexively. Until his head whips around and he sees that it's just Locustkit. A sigh of relief deflates his frame and he manages to pull his tail free with a flick, now swishing it back and forth for the kit to play with.
If it was caught again then it was his fault for being slow. Watching hop play with such vigor... It made his chest swell. At least he had them. All he had left was them.
Dad was here, uh oh. Elkkit stopped his flailing as he and Mushroompaw were approached, and then Mushroompaw set him down. He teetered on his paws to catch his balance. Redhawk's offer was tempting... but he didn't really feel like getting in trouble right now.
He shot Redhawk an apologetic frown and scooted over to Lioncrest, stick abandoned.
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Boring. BORING. Rocks had more life in them than these doofuses who were also very prominently not giving Elkkit any attention. Luckily, he had a solution. There was a loose stick near the edge of the nursery, which he snatched as he bolted out the entrance and promptly leapt into whacking at his targets with. "SNAKE ATTACK!!"
(I FORGOT TO REPLY PRETEND THIS IS ON TIME MHM)
EggBite yelped, backing away from the kit.
DaylightPaw squealed, putting her paws over her head.
Children. Bumblestar never understood the appeal. Her ears flattened as someone's newborn came streaking out of the nursery, shouting about a snake and trying to smack cats with a stick. She would have stepped in if it weren't for Lioncrest grabbing him. Must be his son. More future warriors were great but not when they were loud like this. He seemed to have it under control, though, so she left it alone.
"Right, first things first. Cloudkit [ @Swiftheart <3 ], Plumkit [ @Tecumori ] and Acornkit [ @Streamtail ], the lot of you are ready for your apprentice ceremonies, so come up here."
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Walnutpaw He/They/Day~Bi~Thunderclan~16 Moons
"You were stitching up the seams
On every broken promise
That your body couldn't keep"
Walnutpaw sat underneath the Stormcrest.
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