ThunderClan: Life Before 2023's Sinkhole

[Beaan]

Dapplekit went to the left, while jaypelt went to the front

[Courage]

~Thunderpaw~
[Thunder votes for getting Nectar kicked out of the clan] [also pls add me to the mentions]
She moved the the right of the clearing. Nectarflame needed to pay, but death wasn't a good option.

[starry]

| @littlelove @error @implimm for the mention of nec |

"Then... at least cooperate with the thunder as much as possible until lighting does something...okay?" Rainpaw proposed to Cinderpaw. She was done with this and she wanted to leave and she wanted to fade away... but life wasn't about what she wanted. Sighing she bunched her muscles as she waited in the right corner of the clearing-

but then-

Bushpaw-

Oh stars.

"I- it's okay, don't worry about it. I've no right to see the grave, I was not even there in the battle." She nodded but her heart was tearing apart. Why was Bushpaw so hesitant about this? Rainpaw understood why he didn't trust her. She had not been there for him when he needed it. Slowly she turned, a small tear trickling down her cheeck, but not more. Hastily she wiped it away. "There is nothing to be sorry about, Bushpaw, I should have helped, I should have been there in the battle - I'm sorry. I'm sorry for being such a bad sister." She sighed, directing her attention to Sparrowflight.

Rainpaw let a malicious grin pop onto her maw, disposing of all the passion that had been shown before. Firebird was getting exiled, just what the mouse-brain deserved. But then the vote faced a topic switch... oh no, Nectarflame was the subject this time. Her blue eyes narrowed. "Were we not past this?" she asked angrily, immediately changing sides. I won't let them kill her. And if they do I'll march right out of this clan because they are hopeless. "Let Nectarflame stay. She knows she has done wrong, and- and-" The molly was at a loss of words. No one understood her. What use was it to explain anyways? "And don't you dare send her to the prisoners den."

[ RAINPAW HAS VOTED FOR TEMPORARY DEMOTION. ]

[Beaan]

~~Clearpelt~~

The molly sighed as she waited outside camp. She sat down in the shade of a tree, waiting for Jaystride.

@BILL.

[Bonsai]

^Open^

{Sunflowerkit}

The small ginger tabby batted at a dandelion at the edge of camp. She bounced into the air aiming her paws clumsily at her prey. She missed and her front paws were knocked out from under her. She launched forward and hit her chin on the dirt. A small squeak escaped her. She scrambled to find her footing again.

[Mango]

Eggpaw listened silently," I'd rather be Shadowclan than a weak clan. If we execute Nectarflame at a gathering we'll show the other clans we're stronger and aren't just furbags for them to attack when they are bored." he growled

[Eggpaw votes to execute Nec at a gathering]

[Mango]

Originally Posted by Oobleck

-Blackjaw-


Walking down the narrow dirt path, cleared by thunderclanners. He made way for Eggpaw and spoke softly, "How are you, Eggpaw?" The black and gray cat looked towards his apprentice his eyes showing genuine concern. Blackjaw hoped the young cat would continue the conversation, he hoped he would have a much better relationship with Eggpaw than he had with his mentor.

@Zesty Mango

Eggpaw fliicked his tail slightly," I'm good, you?" he asked. He never really knew how to talk to Blackjaw except for the basic formalities. It was either training or small talk, and that was it. He wanted a relationship, but didn't know how to form one.

[poppy]

Cloudypaw has voted for execution ><

Cloudypaw didn't need to wait nor hesitate. The crippled molly curled her lip. How could anyone consider letting this disgusting mouse get away scot-free? Stalking closer to Nectarflame, raising her voice, she lifted her leg to walk without more than a slight hobble. "My older mother was kicked out in the middle of leaf-bare. She could be dead. I haven't seen her in moons, and I hardly knew her. I never got the chance to know my mother because of you. You kicked kittens and elderly cats out into the leaf-bare because of your twisted definition of order. You brought pain and death upon this Clan, then never stuck around to reap the so called benefits. You were hardly AROUND during the majority of Dawnslug's tyranny, and you had the gall to say you brought her to HELP?!"

Her eyes fell to her leg, and an almost guttural snarl rose in her throat. "You brought ShadowClan into our home. A kit died, indirectly because of you. I'm useless because of you. I have to work ten times as hard to become a warrior, and I still will probably never get there because of you. I don't care if I'm outvoted, I don't. I don't care if the punishment I vote for isn't what wins, I want you to know that I hate you, and that no matter what you will never earn back everyone's trust. You are a vile, twisted and arrogant cat, nothing you can say will change that."

She turned to look at Rainpaw. It wasn't fair. Rainpaw was injured far worse than Cloudypaw. Her eyes burned with tears of firey rage. Rainpaw was okay, it seemed, and the relief Cloudy felt was swallowed by uncontrollable jealousy. She was a useless cripple and Rainpaw was almost killed, but she was healed in a matter of days? Hours? It wasn't fair. Life's not fair. She thought with a wry, sad and angry scoff. "You weren't here to watch her kick our parents out, Rainpaw." She spat, fury burning her words. "She booted them right out. Mom could be dead because of her. She could have frozen to death... o-or starved... or gotten sick... o-or attacked by s-something...." Get to the point, dumbass- "She doesn't care, and she's not sorry. She's a controlling, vile cat. If she stays... I..."

Padding heavily to the base of the Thunderwillow, Cloudypaw sat there heavily, her leg flopped to the side. "She brought ShadowClan here, she can deal with a ShadowClan punishment. And if all of you are too soft to do it, I'll execute her myself." Her voice faltered at the end, but she tightened her jaw and tensed her muscles. She was an idiot, but no going back now. Shockingly to her, she found herself looking at Cindersky, her furious gaze breaking into a guilty and teary mess. Cloudypaw had let her old training get the best of her, and now everyone was gonna hate her for it.

[ @tulle - for mention of cinder @starry. @implimm - for her words to Nec ignore her, I personally adore Nec smmm ]

[versailles]

@littlelove @anyone else
pp permission given by little! //

➵ [ sleethound | he/him ]

he rolled his shoulders, muscles tensing slightly. his tattered ear twitched as cinderpaw continued, and once she finally spoke back to him, he decided it. she wanted him to go up there and throw her off? fine. he'd done worse things to apprentices and younger warriors, this wouldn't bother him one bit, even if she was family. he'd told her to get down and she didn't. "i warned you, cinderpaw."

walking towards the willow tree, his pace quickened as he got closer. with a bunch of his muscles, sleethound leapt forward, digging his claws deep into the bark. he pulled himself up, easily making his way onto the branch that his daughter was on. for a second, he glanced down at the kits she'd mentioned, watching cindersky try and gather them. his eyes quickly returned to the speckled apprentice in front of him.

the expression of anger has dropped, twisting into something else - almost straight faced as he approached cinderpaw. despite the expression, his fur bristled, tail lashing back and forth. once he got close enough, he quickly got a grip on her scruff, digging his teeth in just enough that she wouldn't be able to wiggle out of it. (he barely listened to the vote about nectarflame being called.)

with a jerk of his head and a low growl, he suddenly threw cinderpaw off of the tree, ignoring any cries from her. the branch she'd been on was one of the lower ones, and he was sure she'd land just fine. or, learn how to while she was falling. his face shifted back into one of anger, hearing idiots vote execution. apprentices. glaring down at the ones gathered at the based of the tree, he shook his head. with a silent scoff, he climbed back down the tree, on the left side specifically.

[ sleethound has voted for temporary demotion / imprisonment ]

[Weekend-Wondering]

Dustclaw stood up, quickly and gracefully, puffing out his fur. “I vote her out!” He yowled.