Lionclaw was crouched still on the ground ready to pounce at a bird he had been stalking. Lionclaw waited for the bird to land. Finally, the bird when the landed Lionclaw pounced he missed, and the bird flew away. Lionclaw crouched and waited till the bird landed again, when the bird landed again Lionclaw waited till he spotted an opening. When Lionclaw spotted an opening he pounced and he hurt the bird’s wing now the bird could not fly now he attacked again and this time he killed the bird.
Lionclaw walking into the warrior’s den he was tired because he had spent most of his time outside. Lionclaw walked to his brother Goldclaw and found a sleeping spot near him. Within a few minutes, he had fallen asleep.
The large warrior limped into the territory, gazing around for a few moments before heading towards where he remembered camp to be. StarClan, how long had it been? A moon, maybe two? Hm, did Sand'Smoke miss him?
Stopping a few badger-lengths away from the camp, Sunclaw sat, waiting for someone to find him. It'd be so jerky to just waltz in, right?
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(( been forever since i've roleplayed so i got my friend to write this
srry if my roleplay posts are bad
For a moment they wondered if they should sit, but decided against it as it shouldn't be too lengthy of a discussion. If Cinderstar had shown any outward defensiveness about the thought of them not wanting to train Softpaw, they genuinely didn't notice. "It's about Sleethound. I agree exiling him was the best non-violent course of action."
Dimhazel's tail absent-mindedly swished as they thought about how to best word it. "Admittedly, I know nothing about him, but I'm concerned that he might try to weasel his way into one of the other Clans. Not only would I never want anymore of my Clanmates to be at the receiving end of his claws, I'm also worried if he was accepted, that he might harm the apprentices there as well."
The other Clans might be the enemy in battle (and some just.... at all times), but that didn't mean that any apprentice should suffer at the claws of someone they were supposed to trust and be safe with. "I believe we should inform the Clan leaders about him, and why he was exiled, so that more reasonable leaders can turn him away."
It briefly occurred to them that this would be something she'd announce at the next Gathering, but if they remembered correctly, wouldn't there be a private meeting for the leaders planned to take place before it? Perhaps the quieter setting would be a better environment for such delicate information.
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Cinderstar
So this would be about Sleethound. Cinderstar found that she was a little relieved at that, and would not have to reassign Softpaw yet again. The young she-cat was already ready to become a warrior, she was just waiting on her assessment from what the leader could gather.
Another part of her was glad that this was not a pushback against her decision - not that she would have minded. Hearing other ways to approach issues was what would make her a true leader of ThunderClan - listening to her Clanmates concerns and seeing how she could best aide them.
"You have a good point." It was something that had flashed through her mind briefly, especially with how Sleethound had left. Anger festering would almost certainly lead to a need for vengeance? Surely the large tom was not through with ThunderClan, the feeling in her gut told her that much.
A soft nod of her head. "I will be sure to let the other leaders know of his behavior and exile, so that if they find him on their territory they can be cautious. I cannot control who they decide to take into their Clans, but I can warn them the best I can." Hopefully, that would be enough. Though if he decided to go to RiverClan, or even ShadowClan, Cinderstar was almost certain that Skystar or Dawnstar would leap at the opportunity to take someone of his build in.
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Roosterflame He/Him
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Roosterflame couldn’t suppress the purr rumbling in his throat at the leader’s words, and he straightened up, “Thank you, Cinderstar,” He replied, a grin stretching across his face, “I just… well, I don’t make commitments easily, so it’s a big deal when I break them, no matter how trivial the commitment may be- not saying clan meetings are trivial, of course!” He pointed at the daisy, “That’s for you, by the way, I wanted to enunciate my apology.”
He watched her as she seemed to zone out, and he knew with little doubt that she was thinking about the aforementioned tomcat, and he could guess that it wasn’t all butterflies and rainbows in her head at the moment.
When Cindy spoke again, Roosterflame’s smile grew all the more brighter, “I think I’m settling into clan life quite well, thank you! Some things still trip me up at times, like remembering the entire Warrior Code- though I do drills and I can remember most of it- and the fact that if we don’t hunt, the clan can starve. Otherwise, I think I’m settling in great! I’m very glad I came to ThunderClan, this was the best decision of my life,” He curled his tail around his paws, his ears perked up now and his eyes bright, “How about you? How’re you settling into being leader? I think you’ve been doing excellent.”
Cinderstar
As Roosterflame indicated to the daisy Cinderstar stretched a paw out to bring it closer. Smiling softly, she picked it up and turned to place it closer to her next. It was the first decoration she had received that she could put near her nest. "There," she grinned, turning to look back at Roosterflame, "the first official decoration of the den." It felt weird calling it "her den"... maybe once more time passed.
It was good to hear that he was settling in well. Her whiskers twitched at the mention of drills. That was good - and perhaps a step ahead of actual warriors. The warrior code, as far as she knew, was not something that was taught as often as hunting, battling, or other lessons. "I am happy to hear that. ThunderClan has been a wonderful home to me for many, many moons, so I am glad it has been the same for you."
When the conversation swung around to her, a sort of nervousness settled over her. Still not used to talking about herself, Cinderstar figured she would have to get used to it. Being open with her Clanmates would be a good thing, right? "I am doing alright. It still feels... odd, I guess. I never expected to be anything more than a warrior dedicated to helping my Clan." Hearing that she was doing excellent from someone other than Sandsmoke - whom she had grown up with and was friends with - felt reassuring though. "Part of me feels ready for it - because I will do anything to help ThunderClan, but another part... just hopes that I can return the Clan to glory."
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Dapplepaw
{She/her, ThunderClan Apprentice}
The molly blinked as Cinderstar invited her over there. She slowly made her way next to her leader. She shuffled her paws before talking. Look, I know i've been running away, and I'm sorry about that. Its just... She couldn't find the words. When I was born, everything was, well....Ok, and peaceful. But, when Aspenstar died, everything was like a whirlpool of chaos. And so, I started running away to my own little place, where I can just have a nice and peaceful time, without all of this chaos getting to me. And, I'm really sorry, Cinderstar. She mewed before breaking into tears.
Cinderstar
Focusing her blue gaze onto the young she-cat as she came to sit near her. Something about her demeanor already gave a hint as to the troubles that plagued her mind. As she began speaking, her suspicions were confirmed and she moved to sit closer to Dapplepaw. "It's alright," she purred softly, touching her nose to the top of her head as a show of comfort. "Things were pretty chaotic, yes. I am not surprised that you ran to seek out a place of comfort. A lot of cats in ThunderClan did the same. Nothing that happened was your fault."
Using one slender paw she gently aimed placed it onto Dapplepaw's back, attempting to sooth her woes that way. From what she could see, she had been through quite the trials and tribulations. First having her apprentice ceremony due to the lack of leadership in ThunderClan, then ShadowClan. Cinderstar could only hope that soon the kits and apprentices of the Clan would come to understand those days were over, and that safety and security were going to be the Clans number one priotiry.
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Bluepaw padded up the high rock nervously. She stopped outside Cinderstar’s den. “Cinder star?” she mewed. “Can I come in?”
Cinderstar
Looking up from where she had been grooming the top of her paw, Cinderstar smiled at Bluepaw as she entered the den. "Hello Bluepaw. Of course, did you need something?" She rested her inquisitive gaze onto the young she-cat, placing her paw down on the ground and nodding to invite her further in.
[ Just as a heads up, ThunderClan has a large tree called the Thunderwillow, not a rock! ]
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Cinderstar
Making her way to the entrance of her den, Cinderstar took a moment to take in the sunset. The dying sun rays dappled the floor of the camp as they flickered through the branches above, and what little warmth they provided she welcomed greatly. Soon enough greenleaf would be in full swing. With it would come warmer temperatures and longer days with the sun.
After awhile she heaved a soft sigh before leveling her blue gaze back to the clearing, scanning the camp for certain pelts. With Sparrowflight confined to the medicine den and Twilightstar's requested meeting rapidly approaching, she knew she would have to select a few warriors to take her place. "Sandsmoke! Sunshadow! Jaggedfrost! Echosong! Batblood! If you all could please, I would like to speak with you in my den." She kept her tone and eyes light as she turned to head back into her den to await the arrival of the five cats.
[ @FlowerBoy @~Fierce~ @WingedShadow @Rockfall @Spotty - I am not sure what happened to the earlier post where she was calling them all to her den, so I had to re-type it. I apologize for the double mention! ]
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Flamekit finally woke up in the nursery after a few weeks of living as a kitty pet, her mother gave him up to ThunderClan to raise her as a warrior. Looking up from her nest, tiny bright green eyes peered around at the other cats in the den: her eyes laid on Quailfur, one of the queens soon to be having kits of her own. The young she-cat smiled and got up to stretch her tiny and fuzzy legs then laid back down: she wasn't quite ready to get up yet.
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~Sunshadow~
Sunshadow had been sitting in the clearing, her eyelids closed over her yellow eyes. Her muzzle was tilted up to the sky, her jaws slightly parted, her ears perked, taking in the noises of nature settling into bed. She felt the disappearing rays of sun on her face, her fur, swaying lightly in the coming nighttime breeze, the rays on her tail curled around her paws. It was always peaceful with greenleaf coming up and she enjoyed it. The tips of her hanging fur gave off a reddish glow in the setting sun. This had been a great day.
She about to head off to bed when she turned to see Cinderstar when she heard her name spoken in her voice. She nodded and stood up, padding over to the molly and followed her into her den, taking a seat as soon as she stepped in. @marni
Returning from his own patrol to Sunkissed Creek, the large tom turned and sat facing the camp entrance, tail wrapped around his paws and ready to receive the other returning patrols. Placing the herbs he gathered in front of him, he turned to Brightpath. "You can leave those here with me, Brightpath. Thank you for your help," he said warmly to the warrior.
Padding back into camp with as many herbs as they could carry, Shallowshiver quickly dropped them off before finding Moosecrash, "The patrol went well, we found plenty of the herbs you told us to search for"
The Maine Coon dipped his head to the warrior and gave them a warm smile. "Thank you for your efforts. I'll make sure these get to the medicine den. " He said with a purr. Another successful patrol! Maybe he was better at this than he thought! "You three go ahead and grab something from the prey pile, you've earned it," he praised before turning back to receive the final patrol.
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// @RiztheHuntress - No one else ended up going on Mud’s herb patrol, and poor boy doesn’t have any herb training, so he brought back flowers ;;
What a hell of a day — emphasis on hell. Mudskip spat out the flower stems. No, he did NOT want to talk about it. “Give Sundust my regards.”
Oh no. Well, that wasn't a good sign. Moosecrash tipped his head in confusion and looked at Mudskip, then down at the flowers. At least it was something. "I apologize, Mudskip, I'll make sure that does not happen again," he said with a sigh, sweeping the colored flowers into the pile of delivered herbs. Maybe they would be useful? He didn't recognize them. Better to let Sundust and Rosepaw identify them. "Please, go take a rest and have something to eat," Moosecrash added to Mudskip as he stood and prepared to move the gathered herbs to the medicine den.
~ The large warrior lay in the clearing, grooming his pelt after some earlier hunting, though his ears perked as he heard his name and five others being called, some of which he recognised, and others he could only remember seeing around the camp.
Lifting from his resting position, the sandy-coloured tom trotted over to the Dusklit den, dipping his head to Cinder'Star and to avoid low-hanging branches that may or may not take an eye out.
"What can we help you with, Cinder'Star? Rogues on the territory? Some apprentices need training? Throw it at us,"
Sand'Smoke threw his guesses, smiling in a way that suggested he was only joking, though his stance suggested otherwise. Being the warrior he was, Sand'Smoke couldn't help a little humour here and there, especially when times were trivial, though, he wasn't completely certain whether he should or shouldn't be making jokes right now... ~
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What was it about Shallowshiver that made her feel so light on her feet? Ever since the molly had woken up this morning she felt so... care free? No that wasn't the word. She still had responsibilities she needed to do. Happy? Well yes but it was more than that. Refreshed? Hm. That was the word she would settle on for now.
She had slept so good last night, no doubt thanks to Shallowshiver's comforting presence not even a paw length away all night. When she woke this morning to their soft words, everything just felt right. She just felt... whole.
That's why Cinderstar's call coming right before Echosong had a chance to dig into lunch didn't bother her one bit. It did bother her stomach. Standing up with a quick stretch, she greeted the leader with a smile. Whatever her leader asked, she would do without question.
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