ThunderClan: Life Before 2020's Fire

[Tundra]

@LostintheEchoes

Flamepaw glanced at Thrushwing, then turned her gaze back to Moonpaw. "Sure! I'd love to go hunting!"

[Reedtail]

*Stretches and walks into the clearing, still half asleep*

[Vesper]

Originally Posted by Reedtail

*Stretches and walks into the clearing, still half asleep*

MoonGaze looked at Reedtail. "Hello!" She purred.
(Ur supposed to rp like this... Not as urslef... Lol)

[ConfusedCas]

@The Eye Of The Storm
The scent of herbs naturally caught the young apprentices attentions everytime he walked near the medicine cat den and ever since his original mentor was forced to retire from age he had nothing but time on his paws. Yet to receive a new mentor Oatpaw was assigned to regular boring apprentice chores. I might as well see if Wheatfur needs anything. He also might as well finally enter the den he had been lurking around for ages.
He poked his cream colored tabby head in and scanned the interior, noticing a snoozing silver tom and the medicine cat. His silver gaze halted on the herb supply. Oatpaw's tail twitched and he felt a usual urge to organize each leaf in perfect order but he contained himself before he could leap forward and barrel into the den. "Wheatfur, may I come in?" He asked in the most respectful tone he could muster up right after giving his curly coat a few licks, but because of his LaPerm breed grooming couldn't straighten his fur.

[Reedtail]

Originally Posted by Jay-Jay

MoonGaze looked at Reedtail. "Hello!" She purred.
(Ur supposed to rp like this... Not as urslef... Lol)

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(I had that in my mind but I forgot to do it lol)

Reedtail looks up from cleaning her claws of moss and purrs a quiet "hello" to MoonGaze

[Aquarius]

Originally Posted by Flameleaf

@LostintheEchoes

Flamepaw glanced at Thrushwing, then turned her gaze back to Moonpaw. "Sure! I'd love to go hunting!"

RisingMoon heard the apprentices and warriors talking and roused himself from where he had been laying at the edge of camp. He padded toward Flamepaw, his new apprentice, his blue eyes glittering in the sunlight that filtered in through the glossy leaves of the trees that hung in a canopy over the ThunderClan camp. He purred, the slight zephyr riffing his whiskers and fur, as he approached the small group of cats. He glanced at Flamepaw, overhearing his last statement. "Not without your mentor, I hope?" He purred.

[Tundra]

Flamepaw let out a meow of surprise. "My mentor?" She asked. "Your my mentor!" Flamepaw couldn't keep herself still. "Can we go hunting? Or maybe you can teach me some battle moves!"

[Reedtail]

Reedtail walks over to a shady spot near some trees and lays down. Her tail warped around her.
Reedtail soon falls asleep.

[ameko]

[ @starfall ] [ @Ludicrous Lunacy ]

At the sound of Jayspot's voice, calling Fennelnose's name, pride filled the void in their heart. Their kit was there, watching all of this occur, and even he approved of Snowstar's choice. It was hard for Fennel to take in; as they thought about what they had said to Crimsonsky, uncertainty clouded their mind. 'Hopefully the new deputy will be someone more experienced than Snowstar,' is what they had said. 'Snowstar is a very young cat, so she won't be very wise in her decision-making as leader. Not to say that I'm wise, though.' Sure, Fennelnose could agree that they were rather experienced, but they definitely couldn't say that they were wise. That word was reserved for the senior warriors, an unofficial rank that they had yet to earn. It would be a long time before they could use that term, anyhow.

Oh, but before they could finish their thoughts about older warriors, they felt a nudge at their side. Eyes lighting up in surprise and affection, something they reserved only for those closest to them, they burst out in purrs and leaned against their kit. Fennelnose was sure that many cats had never once seen them show any sort of emotion since reaching adulthood, but he was an exception. They didn't care in the slightest whether or not anybody was surprised at their changed demeanor; for now, all they wanted to do was bask in the moment. "I hope I will," meowed the cream-colored tabby, adding a silent "if I live that long" in their head. Their conversation with Crimsonsky had resurfaced thoughts about the Dusk Syndicate. That group had been growing more violent ever since SkyClan came to liberate the Clans, and with a sinking feeling Fennel wondered if they would try to start a war with the Clans. Yellow hues dulling ever-so-slightly during their depressing thoughts, they felt yet another bundle of fur at their side.

This time, it hit them much harder. "Oof," the new deputy coughed, cracking a light smile at the apprentice that was revealed after they steadied themself. Remorapaw. Their stammering was quite amusing, they had to admit. They are your kit, you know,, they scolded themself. Laughing at their children would only degrade them, and Remora already seemed to be embarrassed enough as it was. It would do no good. None at all! "Thank you, Remora," they purred, looking down at their adopted kit. Warmth radiated from their gaze, one that had already been brightened since having forgotten about the Dusk Syndicate. It was swept out of their mind with the arrival of Remora and Jay.

With the appointment of deputy came a new thought, one that burned in the back of their mind. They would have many new duties to carry on their shoulders, and to be honest, Fennel wasn't all that sure that they'd be able to complete those tasks as well as the previous deputies had. Organizing patrols, advising the leader, and other responsibilities such as those were straightforward. The other ones, however, ones that Fennelnose had yet to figure out what they would be, worried them. They would have to be very, very social throughout the Clan, wouldn't they? It was obvious that they were not... refined, for lack of a better word. They chose to base their beliefs on mere speculation and what they thought was true, not what their clanmates believed. Many cats would dislike that. Fennelnose was not all that crazy about StarClan, and they were not all that angry about the second Evil Era, either. Those beliefs alone would anger many of their clanmates. Barely a hint of what they were thinking showed on their face, but their thoughts were exploding in their mind, just waiting to be released by the vaguest of questions.

Will I ever be able to live up to ThunderClan's expectations?

[Brilliance]

Originally Posted by Nighty

Nightbreeze smiled. She could see faintly, as he stopped the uncomfortable state in which he entered when answering her questions. She couldn't really understand fully why he was so keen on answering those questions, but she shrugged it off. Best not to dwell on it. He had answered her and that was what she had wanted. "Well, that's great that you've been on a run today. I honestly think you would have made a fine Windclan cat as well. But I am glad you are in Thinderclan, you help make this place complete. Without you, nothing would be the same my dear Bluedust." She purred encouragingly. She liked being uplifting. Happy Clan happy life, right? If she could do her oart in encouraging her Clanmates, she knew that her words made a difference. Words always made a difference, especially to those who thought they were incapable of being welcomed, admired and loved. Barkskip had been the same way as a kit, so she encouraged him. Now he was fully accepted as a warrior. She was glad tha he seemed to be doing fine, but she doubted 'fine' was all he was thinking. As fast paced as he was, he was probably a swirling flurry of emotions, that was, if his emotions swayed and moved as fast as his legs and mouth. She loved her friend, but she had to admit, it was hard to understand him sometimes, with his slurred speech. She tended to avoid the subject though, thinking it as a sensitive subject. She was snapped back to reality by his question. "Oh yes, Storkflight seems to be doing fine. Already earned himself an apprentice. Hopefully he's enjoying training a young cat. He never had a good mentor, she never really trained him. That's when Barkskip took over for him and taught him. It's why the two are so close now. They're the closest pair of brothers I have seen in a while, especially since they are both adopted kits of mine. They're doing great though, although I think it's taking Storkflight some time to get used to being a warrior. He'll grow into it soon though, this is everything he's ever wanted, and now he's achieved it. Most likely, he is searching for a new goal in life."

''An apprentice, eh?'' Bluedust asked, cocking his head to the side. It was a good thing he had one, nothing wrong with it. The tom thought the younger tom was a bit too young to have his first apprentice. Though Bluedust could not have a say in it, for he never had an apprentice and he was already thirty moons old! Not that he was too old to take one on. He figured that within a couple more moons that he would be ready to join the senoir's den. He was happy that he most likely wouldn't be alone. Nightbreeze would be there, always chirpy and sweet as she was. He was thankful for cats like her. As he finally settled down and listened to her, the tom asked. ''Ah, yes, there's many good mentors in thunderclan, but there's always that one bad mentor you have to watch out for. It's amazing that he had Barkskip to help him in his time of need.'' The tom answered, hopping to his paws once again. It was quite humorous that she believed he would had made a great windclan cat. The tom didn't believe that he would had made great at any clan. He knew windclanners were fastest within the clans, having to be known for their remarkable speed, like the Riverclan cats were known for their remarkable swimming abilities. Every clan was great at something, and he wondered what Thunderclan was best at? What Shadowclan was best at? What skyclan was best at? It was nice to be known for your attributes, but Bluedust wanted to be known for something much more than that. He continuously thought about leaving the clans to seek what called his name, but he couldn't leave behind his most treasured friends. Even if he knew they would do great without him. They have been doing great with him, anyway. The tom lightly moved his paws, digging his claws into the earth ground to keep away from agitation. As he looked up at Nightbreeze, he hoped he didn't seem weird, but he realized that he haven't asked her how she was doing, other than taking care of her...oh, so many adopted kits. And, honestly, Bluedust enjoyed watching the kits. They were growing up pretty fast, and Nightbreeze didn't take a second thought once she decided that she would adopt more. What a caring cat she was. And, how rude had he been to not ask her how she was doing. The tom hissed at himself before turning back to her, mustering a bright smile. ''How are you doing though? What have you been up to?''