ThunderClan Clearing

[Solaris.]

Originally Posted by ~MothDust~

[CENTER][FONT="Century Gothic"]Honeydew

Fluffy white tom with orange and yellow markings|FtM|

Honeydew smiled shyly, he wasn't good with taking compliments. "Thank you," he said quietly. He couldn't think of anything else to talk about, so he kinda just sat around, waiting for Crowthorn to talk. Then a thought came up. "Do you miss being a kit? or an apprentice?" he asked.

+-CrowThorn-+

He thought a moment, before speaking. "Sometimes, But i like being able to go out on my own and sleeping in the warriors den, the apprentice den is really small, What about you? Do you miss being younger?"

@~MothDust~

[Desert Rain Frog]

Originally Posted by Shellwhisker

@Desert Rain Frog [ Silverpaw ]

Larkswoop
Purrks - Flock Together T1
''Make sure to life your life to the fullest while you still can.''
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Larkswoop padded around the camp, calling out Silverpaw's name until she finally found him.

She beckoned her apprentice over to her with a flick of her tail tip.

Yes, Larkswoop? SilverPaw Purred.

[occultation]

Eggkit was tired of being in the nursery! All she did was sit, sit, sit. It was boring! The big cats said she needed to get stronger and bigger, but she was already stronger-er and bigger-er! Staying in the nursery was dumb.

She was a whole two moons old now, and she wanted to go out and play with the other kits. It wasn't fair that they got to do the funnest stuff while she was stuck playing with old moss and staring at the ceiling.

The little kit waited until she saw a good opportunity, when nobody in the nursery was watching. Poking her head out of the nursery, she glanced left to right and back again. There were no eyes on her, none at all!

Smiling devilishly, she padded out into the clearing. One, two, three steps past where she'd ever gone before! Big eyes took in more of the camp, seeing parts of it she'd never seen before. It was so big!

Her eyes settled on a big warrior's tail, flicking back and forth. ThunderClan cats were supposed to be able to hunt real well! So, she should be able to catch that tail.

Eggkit dropped into a pretty lopsided, poor hunting crouch. To anyone trained, she clearly needed a lot of work. To her, she was the best hunter ThunderClan had ever seen.

Creeping slowly up towards this warrior's unsuspecting tail, her own little tail began flicking in excitement. When she felt she was close enough, she leapt. She landed a bit awkwardly, but managed to grab the tail in her paws nonetheless. "Grr! I've got you now!"

( open for a warrior/hornet/adult high rank to get their tail caught by little egg )

[Eraserhead]

 

Originally Posted by Kieran.

Walnutpaw
He/They/Day~Bi~Thunderclan~16 Moons
"You were stitching up the seams
On every broken promise
That your body couldn't keep"

"Yeah!" he yelled "I'll go get some..um..feathers!". The white and brown tom ran to go and find some.

| Nightpaw |

He brushes some of his black fur out of his face. "Right!"

[poppy]

Adderscorch

As his target reacted to being pelted with a frozen mossball, Adder's brain slowed wayyyy down, and his bicolor gaze froze slightly. For a moment, all he could see was how pretty she was, how their eyes matched and how she didn't react like other she-cat's might've- she was playful and competitive about it. But then he remembered who she was, and that totally ruined the moment of awe for him. "Sorry, it slipped!" He boomed out from across the clearing as she squinted at him.

His frosty gaze lit up with surprise and he looked down at his chest as a mossball made impact. Would it be too over the top for him to tackle her into a snowbank? He settled for grabbing a quite large mossball and flung it at her with a small chuckle.

[ @celeste ]

[Angelia]

Berrykit exited the nursery and started to head toward the camp exit. @poppy

[sylvia26]

EchoHeart



"as a mother and a warrior i want my clan and my child to have a perfect life!"

echoheart padded out the nursery and went to sit in the clearing. she sat down and began to groom herself. her thoughts on her kit...mosskit. poor kit didnt know his father died. echoheart had thoughts on finding a new mate to have more kits so mosskit wouldnt be lonely anymore...yea...that sounded like a plan. but what tom would want to be with her? she was formerly a loner moons ago and now she was here. her blood and her kits blood had nothing related to the clans. mostly kitty-pet blood and a loners blood. she wasnt worth it...was she?

(open for someone to talk to her)

[Star]

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Mapledawn
She/Her
. 。・゜✭・.・✫゜・。.

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Yawning, Mapledawn rolled onto her back, letting the sun shine on her belly. She purred, happy to be out when it was sunny and nice.
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[BEAR.]

Originally Posted by Barnaby

Fleckpaw

"Yes I understand," she said dipping her head as an apology. and looked at him with determind eyes.

A deep breath. Wolfpaw steadied paws he hadn't realized were shaking.

His gaze focused on Fleckpaw, tired. "Thanks for the help. I'm sure future kids will appreciate the hunting practice area."

[BEAR.]

Originally Posted by Fawn

°•. info & relations ✿ they/them ✿ finder coming soon ✿ challenge mode! [skill-perk free]   .•°

Beachkit -

About ready to retreat to the nursery in search of somewhere warmer to take a break, Beachkit shook the snow from their pelt and sent it scattering in all directions. They didn't care for the lingering... wetness that clung to them, causing their typically soft and peachfuzz fur to be damp and sticky against their skin, and adding to the chill settling into their bones. The sensation had their pelt prickling.

Maybe leafbare wasn't what it was cracked up to be. His mother had tried to put a positive spin on everything, like saying the lack of prey was good preparation for the harsh life of a warrior, but Beachkit was less than impressed.

The snow was fun. At least for the first few minutes. Now, they merely sought reprieve from its cold clutches.

Beachkit began the return-shuffle on numb legs but only managed a few steps before spotting Wolfpaw, and they perked up. Wolfpaw large. Fuzzy. No snow on HIS pelt. W a r m. And he was... he was doing something? They didn't quite know what, with his tongue out like that. "That's not really how you share tongues!" they piped up while they approached, but seemed unconcerned with the icicle situation overall as they scoped out the waiting pocket of heat. When it didn't appear as though Beachkit would be receiving any semblance of a proper reply, they burrowed into Wolfpaw's underbelly fur and after situating themselves declared, "Okay! Well, I'll just wait here until you're done."

#beachbingo2024

[ #wolfingo24 ]

Attempts to pry his tongue away were fruitless, and now a chill was creeping over Wolfpaw. His tongue's exposure to the elements was making it feel numb, and the lack of sensation gave him the opportunity to tear away.

The quick decision lacked pain, but.. felt weird. Wolfpaw could taste blood and see a smear on the clear rock. He decided he wasn't doing that again!

His attention was totally stolen by lil Beachkit, snuggling into his winter fluff. "... you cozy?" Talking didn't feel right, 'n his mouth was starting to ache. "dontlick" He didn't want Beachkit to be cursed by the dumb icicle too!