"I will let either of you know myself", Speckledwing said with a gentle smile, "I am being well taken care of. Thank you for asking though". @Jayvines
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A low growl rumbled through the lithe molly's chest as she glanced around the clearing; empty excluding herself, the cats who initially responded to the disturbance and a smattering of stragglers who watched from the sidelines. Her warriors deserved better than that.
She barely registered the small voice of Rainpaw next to her... Blinking herself back to the present and quieting the tired frustration that seemed to seep from her very bones, Sparrowstar turned towards the young apprentice with a softening look.
"I will be fine Rainpaw, however... The gesture is appreciated. " she started, tongue rasping over her jaws once again to clear off a bit more of the rusty stain. This wasn't a place for young hearts to be, and her own heart cracked just a bit more as she spotted Brightkit racing towards Cloudyflight to comfort her. She needed a task. A distraction to pull young paws away from the grisly scene. "Although, perhaps you could do me a small favor; the queens have discovered a small hole in the nursery walls. Do you think you could repair it, and keep any other kits from wandering out before these warriors are taken to Willow's Rise?"
That should be a decent job to keep the clearing as calm as she could. Stars know she didn't need another pawful of traumatized kits to crack before they even began their training. Turning to Rainpaw's sire, the Thunderclan leader lowered her voice.
"And Thrushfur. Could you collect another warrior and assist with moving the bodies to our grave site? Let Cloudyflight mourn for... As long as she needs, but they need to be buried before moonhigh."
He seemed a trustworthy enough cat to lead the task, and had a decent head on his shoulders. Hopefully their wouldn't be a third body added anytime soon.
Consoling Rainpaw, he swished his tail over his back. The continuous weeps and wails from Cloudyflight made him feel miserable and felt empathy and sympathy at the same time. For losing someone so close to your heart, it was now like the bright valleys have turned into a terribly cold leaf-bare with no fresh shrubs in sight. Especially since he has felt the loss of having someone to him so close, the still body on the ground as he watched the rouge flee from the scene. Recalling those few words, and Brightpaths confessing towards Cloudyflight. Silently shaking his head, he felt the stares of his clanmates. The hesitation in the air was looming vividly like a leaf in the wind. He scoffed at the onlookers, a doubtful glint in his gaze. In all the stars.. is this what Thunderclan has come to? Standing beside Rainpaw, he perked his ears hearing the voice of Sparrowstar calling his name. Sternly nodding obliging to her wishes.
"Yes Sparrowstar." He left Rainpaws side, cautiously walking over to Cloudyflight. The she-cat was still mourning. He twitched his tail, softly brushing it over her back. Then headed over towards the cats - with sunken eyes he looked at them all. His head moved side to side, assessing each and everyone of them. Can't even feel a little sympathy for your clanmate can you? He sighed, narrowing his eyes. Sparrowstar left him up to the task to bury Brightpaths body. He looked around carefully, there's no point into putting such thinking into a task should it?
"I would like to take Lavendermask with me to bury Brightpaths body. As for the rest of you I would like if you at-least had the looks of sorrow on your faces for the dear passing warrior of ours. And if your faces don't have much strength, give heed towards her body for the very least." He murmured the last few sentences, then huffed, whipping around to meet Cloudyflight and Brightkit. He blinked sympathetically towards the two. Crouching down towards Brightpaths body, he took her scruff gently. It was now cold and stale, but he felt the lingering warmth somewhere in the corpse. He flicked his tail towards Cloudyflight to follow, hopelessly looking towards Brightkit who has been innocently trying to comfort the senior warrior. Then trudged on towards Willows Rise with the help of Lavendermask.
~Lotuskit~
Lotuskit was born to a outsider named Bee, but her mother couldn't take care of her. So she brought her to Thunderclan territory, where she would have a chance at a better life.
Then a couple hours later Streamtail was taking a walk through the forest when she heard a kit meowing loudly, " What is that?" She wonders. Then she hears it again, she starts to walk towards the pitiful sound. There behind a bush she finds Lotuskit. Oh dear, the poor thing is so little! What's she doing here? Should I bring her back to camp with me, she can't survive much longer out here all alone! She decides to bring her back and raise the poor kit herself, after getting Sparrowstar's approval first of course.
Once she gets to camp she goes straight to the clan leader's den, " Hello, Sparrowstar? I found a kit in the forest, may I raise her in Thunderclan?"
Crocuspaw stares at the larger warrior, trembling ever so slightly. "N-nice t-t-to meet you..." he whispers fearfully. As a former "kittypet" he needed to look afraid, especially factoring in the story of the nofurs he told Sparrow... something. "Y-yes... please." He didn't know whether to be afraid or disgusted, or completely fine with hunting though. Maybe acting indifferent towards it would suffice. Perhaps he didn't undertand what hunting was.
~Moosecrash~
Giving the friendliest smile he could muster, Moosecrash slowly stood, trying not to move too fast. He didn't want to startle the little cat, especially since he knew what Crocuspaw was going through. He, too, was not Clan born, but instead the progeny of a loner and a kittypet. Giving his fluffy fur a soft shake, the large tom turned towards the camp entrance. "I know just the place for your first hunting adventure," he said as he padded along, slowly so that the apprentice could keep up.
Mildly stunned at hearing his name called to be a mentor, the massive tom waited until the announcements were finished to go and look for the warrior he was to train. I'm teaching Ashblaze then. I can retrain a warrior, not a problem.
Approaching the other tom, he gave a slight dip of his head to show respect. "Ashblaze, I am Moosecrash. Welcome to Thunderclan. We can get started as soon as you like," the Maine Coon rumbled in his warm baritone voice.
" Hello? Is there something we can help you with?" Streamtail asks.
" Umm, I was just hoping to make some friends." Dunestorm replies.
" Ah, alright." She replies.
" I haven't had any luck so far." Dunestorm says sadly.
" I could be your friend, do you want to sit down?" Streamtail asks.
" Thanks, your nice." He replies, " Do you want to hear about my adventures?"
Streamtail's eyes shine, " Ooo, yes!"
" Well I was just walking through the forest when a huge fox jumped out on me! I jumped onto the highest tree there and slammed down on the beast's head! I sent it running for it's life!"
" Woa! That is so cool!" She says.
Later they become very important to each other, as mates.
Last edited by Streamtail; September 27th, 2022 at 11:24 AM.
Reason: messed up
Re: ThunderClan Nursery
Re: ThunderClan Joining and Rejoining
