ThunderClan: Life Before 2023's Sinkhole

[perseus.]

Honeysplash was cleaning their fur, making sure it was nice and soft.

Sungaze was sleeping, training Ospreypaw had tired them out, that apprentice had way to much energy.

[littlelove]

Cinderpaw cracked open her eyes again as Sundust dropped an assortment of herbs for her to take nearby. The idea that they would ease her pain was enticing, but... did she really need to be a drain on Thunderclan? Especially with leafbare coming?

She could imagine the jeers from her clanmates that would warrant. The apprentice stared at the herbs for a few more moments before turning away, curling in towards herself and feeling the jarring lack of tail around her body.

"'M fine," she muttered, eyes desperately avoiding Sundust's form. "Already caused 'nough pro--blems. Just ne--ed sleep."

And as the medic poked her with what she hoped was a well-meaning remark, she could feel her claws dig into the moss underneath her. It would probably be right for her to be locked away for the rest of her sorry re-existence. Thunderclan had tasted what life was like without her, and she wasn't surprised that they wanted it back.

[ @nocturnal naiad ]

[Ian]

Hazelpaw let out a disappointed sigh when Cloudspots said they wouldn't be doing anything today but nodded her head. Maybe she would be able to hear a cool story in the elders' den! "Okay, but you better take me out tomorrow if the weather's good!"

@Cherry~

[QueenOtter]

Lavendermask sat down next to the fresh-kill pile. She stared at the prey.
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Darkmoon walked into the clearing. Yawning, she padded into the warriors' den.
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Marigoldpaw bounced around. She excitedly padded over to her mother, Lavendermask.

[Poprock]

@littlelove
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"Depends how you look at it I suppose." She shrugged, not wanting to delve into all the despair she'd felt recently. The warrior wasn't sure either of them could really handle it. Besides, she could read between the lines. Cinderpaw reeked of self loathing and bitterness. Echosong wasn’t going to feed into it.

"You know, I had this apprentice Crowpaw. They were quite the trouble maker, a lot like you actually." She smiled at the thought of the two apprentices, two souls so different and so similar at the same time. "There was this kittypet that stumbled upon our territory a few moons ago and before I even noticed, Crowpaw was running up introducing themselves without a care in the world. It gave me a heart attack!" A fond eye roll accompanied the chuckle she let out at the memory. When weren't they keeping on my toes?

"They're gone now. Not sure where, not entirely sure why. Probably something to do with their sibling disappearing too. And it sucks. I grew really fond of that little booger. But you know what? If I ever see them again - and I really hope I do- the first thing I'm going to do is smack them upside the head. I'll probably yell at them for leaving, for being such a snot, for making me worry... all the things I've wanted to say since they left. If I don’t I… I don’t know how we’ll keep going. There will always be this unspoken tension that sooner or later will break us apart again. Whose fault will it be? I dunno. I don’t really care. All I know is if they come back I’m not letting them go again." Finally she looked over at Cinderpaw, the overgrown apprentice with too many scars (physically and mentally.) Blue eyes willed her to understand her uncharacteristically long, seemingly unrelated story.

"Anyways... I have to admit you're looking rough. Mind if I clean you up a bit?" She gestured vaguely at Cinderpaw with a wave of her silver paw.

[Shade.]

@nocturnal naiad
@littlelove

Rosepaw just arrived in the den. Her nose was bleeding because she ran into a tree, a patch of fur was missing from her leg because she got bitten by a squirrel and her back half was covered in mud and autumn leaves because she fell back in a mud puddle and then a leaf pile. She didn't notice any of those things.

The tired medicine cat apprentice's eyes easily adjusted to the dim light of the medicine den. What she saw there was a concerned Sundust fumbling with herbs and a ragged, older Cinderpaw passing out.

"Hi. What the hell did I miss?"

[fernmass]

Originally Posted by prancer

Cold'paw


He felt as his skin grew hot as his best friend began to help him clean his
messy fur. "thank you" He mumuered mid lick than continued. He'd wince
when Weasel'Paw would try his hardest to free the twigs easily.

-ˋˏ Weaselpaw ˎˊ-

Weaselpaw gave a small nod as he continued on his work. He jolted back when Coldpaw winced. Feeling sorry as his eyes widened. "If it hurts too much I’ll be willing to stop?.." He didn’t want to put any pressure on his friends fur. Perhaps there was an easier way to take the twigs. He grimaced, instead of pulling out twigs he would would mostly leave those for last. Supplying his pile with small burrs and leaves.

[Apollo.]

' 'Rainyspirit' '
( @Amber2010 )

The molly padded into the nursery, her adoptive son, Woodkit was out in the clearing. She was finding it.. difficult ever since she got back from being kidnapped by the twolegs. She returned to find that five of her six kits (both birth and adoptive) had disappeared during her time away and on top of that that she was no longer able to have kits due to something that the medicine twoleg did to her. She looked around the nursery, so many kits and their loving parents or parent where happily chatting, playing or contently sleeping, and she couldn't help feeling a little envious of them. She grumbled slightly as she padded over to her nest, tucking her paws under her belly.

The hole that her kits left was heartbreaking, leaving her feeling like a shell of herself.. not only that but Woodkit wouldn't need her anymore very soon, he was almost the age of an apprentice and he had always been exited to become one, so she wouldn't be surprised if he just forgot about her and his momma when he received a mentor. Rainyspirit lay for awhile, just starring at the moss infront of her, until she noticed a little cream coloured kit sitting by herself. The molly's ears pricked up, and she studied the kit for a moment."Are you alright, little one?" she asked the little she-kit gently, "Where are your parents?"
[I hope this is okay, Im not great at starters]

[Rose]

Honeykit
She/Her

Honeykit existed in the void that was existing, sleeping peacefully alongside her siblings, in the safety of their warmth like any spoiled little newborn kitten would do.

[ Closed-ish, Activity Post ]

[.Sein]

Originally Posted by fernmass

-ˋˏ Weaselpaw ˎˊ-

Weaselpaw gave a small nod as he continued on his work. He jolted back when Coldpaw winced. Feeling sorry as his eyes widened. "If it hurts too much I’ll be willing to stop?.." He didn’t want to put any pressure on his friends fur. Perhaps there was an easier way to take the twigs. He grimaced, instead of pulling out twigs he would would mostly leave those for last. Supplying his pile with small burrs and leaves.

Cold'paw

He shook his head gently "No, its fine they need to come
out one way or another." He gave his friend a small supportive
smile then turned his head to the other side and began
to clean off that side "I think i've learned my lesson about
kits" he chuckled softly