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August 26th, 2023, 11:27 AM
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Re: ThunderClan Stormcrest
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eveningdance // he/him // 43 moons
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Having stayed behind to guard camp, the tabby makes his way over towards the Stormcrest, eyeing his leader's appearance curiously. How... Disrespectful. What he can assume to be blood dirtying her fur has his face scrunching up in disgust... Could have at least made an effort to look presentable before standing before her clan mates, but... Guess not. Regardless he sits straight, tail curling over his paws as he prepares for whatever bloodthirsty announcement would await them this time. Hopefully his kits stayed in nursery...
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Red-tipped paws pressed lightly against the ground as Mapleface meandered her way up to Stormcrest, settling down beside Eveningdance and giving him a pointed look. "Hello, Elderdance." She greeted jovially, jade-coloured hues glimmering with mirth. "If you keep frowning like that, your face will get stuck that way." Letting out a quiet snort of amusement, the Red Queen focused her attention on Bumblestar. A very, very bloody Bumblestar. "Well, that's unexpected."
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August 26th, 2023, 11:35 AM
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What if we rewrite the stars
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Re: ThunderClan Stormcrest
Dapplepaw and Wildtiwst came at bumblestar's call
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August 26th, 2023, 02:57 PM
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Re: ThunderClan Stormcrest
Meeting? Mudhound blinked awake groggily from where theyd been slumped against a den waiting for the returning group. Of course it was late and they were tried so instead of properly staying awake theyd fallen asleep, completely missing the returning group. In their defense they didnt have the adrenaline of the fighters to keep them awake for the late hours and while they did have their task of camp tidying at watch keeping to keep them busy it wasnt something that lasted a long time. Eventually the clearing had been tail sweeped, the nests refreshed and the old moss dumped and there was little left to do but wait. Which left to sleeping.
But they were back! Didnt look to injured or upset so things went well then and Bumble-sis just had one more announcement to give before proper bed. Mudhound could stay awake to listen to that! They just needed to.......
THUD!
The thump of the large warrior hitting the floor surely shook the ground around them, their large body even puffing up a small dust-cloud of air. It mightve been a frightening sight, a warrior uninvolved in the recent battle just slumping over.... if not for the loud snoring.
Snooooooooooork mimimimi. Snooooooooooork mimimimi.
Mudhound was dead asleep in front of the stormcrest in the middle of the clearing, a perfect fluffy throwrug for a cat to curl up on given they probably wouldnt be waking for anything less then a raid.
[Open! Muddy is here and is a perfect pillow for anyone!]
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August 26th, 2023, 03:06 PM
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Re: ThunderClan Stormcrest
Lotuspaw
Naturally, the molly had stayed awake to witness the return of her clanmates that had gone into battle. How could she sleep when other cats were out being cool and having fun? Jealousy kept her wide awake, pouting her nest for no reason other than being excluded from the fun. It was insulting, really. She had plenty of experience. She was like... days away from being 6 moons, and she had been told that she could talk someone to death. See?? Battle move!
Wobbling out of the apprentice's den as her Clan returned, looking very not-mad, she quickly located her mentor, who collapsed to the ground and fell into a deep sleep. The sight made Lotus aware of her own exhaustion, and she quickly made her way over, similar to a tired parent trying to make it to their bed before they fall asleep on the floor, and made an attempt to climb on top of her Muddy Buddy, and curl up into a tight ball, burrowing into their fur if allowed, and then propped her head on their back so she could still see the meeting from her, ears twitching in reaction to the remarkably loud snoring, but not deterred to the other option of sitting on the ground when she had a perfectly good place to watch the meeting from right here.
[ @Rani - shocker, a lotus parasite for mudhound >< ]
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August 26th, 2023, 03:54 PM
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Re: ThunderClan Stormcrest
Innocence, what a gift. She had the determination to be, but was too young to understand the gravity of the situation, the heaviness that hung in the air as bloodied warriors entered camp in the darkness of night. Poppykit had been kept up coughing and squirming all night, unable to sleep as a mysterious something tugged at her lungs. The kitten paid it no mind, only trying to sleep through it, but to no avail.
So when battered warriors came filling back into camp, their heads raised with pride, the kitten too was alerted by the loud call that sounded. She grew tense at first, head rising with a light tremor as she remained mostly frozen in place, unable to move, hazel eyes locked on the nursery's exit. It was dark, dark like she'd never seen before, and much colder than she was used to.
But the little one thought to see a familiar flash of dark brown, a familiar gait in the pair. Pap! Little eyes grew wide, and trembling paws tentatively crept over the nest's edge. A last look was sent of mother and sibling's way, all deep asleep beside her as they kept her warm, huddled close. But she wanted to see pap.
Tumbling out with a huff, her thin frame rolling over the mossy ground, she shook her head and unsteadily got back up, legs forming a strange V shape as she stood. But the kitten pressed on, tumbling and fumbling out of the nursery until she stood of the threshold of the amazing outside.
She looked around with wide eyes. Unable to remain standing, the kitten stumbled to the ground. But her eyes remained as wide as ever, as she spotted a cat high above the rest. And above her, something magical. The night sky.
Transfixed, the kitten kept staring for a while. One minute passed by. Then two. Then three. It felt like eternity as she stared up at the magic above her head. That is, until she spotted something illuminated by its light. Her eyes went wide as she saw a figure snuggle close to another -- it was comfortable looking.
Curiously, cautiously, carefully. The kitten got up on unstable paws, edging closer with a crab-walk, eyes glued on the comfortable-looking pile of fluff. Oof, oops, gah -- it was difficult to reach. Between the crowds and crowds of cats that the little one was unaccustomed to, frail as she was, she found herself pushed around and about. Poppy fumbled and stumbled, struggling to keep straight as the pushed through the thick crowd of cats forming.
It was scary. It was struggling. It was uncomfortable. Momentarily and unwillingly her eyes grew hot as she struggled through the crowd, falling over nearly every step. Teary-eyed she looked to the sky, pressing through the think crowd of cats. And when her eyes finally saw the light, the pretty little light up high in the vast sky, she stumbled. She fell forth, to the ground, chin hitting the soft soil.
With a huff she got up, finally free and eyes drying up instantly. She saw it again. The comfortable looking pile of fluff. A happy giggle escaped the kitten. With wobbly steps, leaning far too much to the right, the kitten hobbled closer, falling over only twice and getting right back up with a bright smile.
Without hesitation, the kitten fell right up against the pile of fluff, rubbing her face all up against it. She giggled and she laughed, tiny paws reaching up to give it a big hug. Hmmm. She hummed. Eyes opening back up and looking up to the wall of fluff, determination filled her features. Stumbling, she wiggled her little tail, paws kneading the ground, before trying to take a mighty leap up!
Naturally, she didn't get far. But still just far enough for kitten claws to dig into the fluff's fur and shakily pull herself up with loud huffs. And once up, it was like she stood atop of the world. Her eyes lifted to the brightly lit sky with amazement, before slipping over the unsteady ground and falling into the fluff with a laugh. Amused, the kitten began rolling around, hugging the fluff and playing about.
It was so much fun! The fluff was amazing. Completely unaware of the head that lay on it, Poppykit kept on rolling around with laughs of joy and mirth, eyes locked on the sky above as she explored the rumbly and hilly terrain of fluff. It felt like this could last for ever.
[ @Rani @poppy. ]
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August 27th, 2023, 12:11 PM
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Re: ThunderClan Stormcrest
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Good, decent company. Bumblestar focused on licking at one of her pads until she was satisfied with the turn-out, and then she shook her head to make her ears flap before starting.
“First things first, if you’re badly hurt, go see Drizzlecloud and Springpaw to get treated,” she ordered. “More important than being here 'n you can get caught up later. Otherwise, got some news for all of you. Beanstar's dead."
Maybe her blood-soaked fur would give them all an idea of what had happened before she actually explained. “Gingerfrost led a patrol out to meet us. It was small, and they were already worn ou - from what, I dunno. It wasn’t a hard fight. Beanstar only became leader just a few moons ago, and he fell way too easily to me. Didn’t get back up. Either he lost all his lives already, or… he was lying about getting his lives at all.” Her torn ear twitched. “Willing to bet it was the latter, given what's been goin' on with them in the past. And I kinda wanna assume Gingerfrost won't be given 'em either. But I got no way of knowin' that." Her tail tapped the ground beside her. “Do with that information what you will. Just some food for thought. Cattail Pond belongs to us now, the patrol pulled back after I killed Beanstar. Roam there as much as you like, it’s not deep enough to drown in. Hopefully now RiverClan knows we’re not to be trifled with.”
She ran her tongue over her jaws. “That’s all I wanted to say. If you’ve got questions for me, talk to me here. Otherwise, get to sleep. Been a long night.”

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August 27th, 2023, 12:14 PM
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Re: ThunderClan Stormcrest
*Cherrypaw was horrified at this news and ran off somewhere in the camp*
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August 27th, 2023, 12:17 PM
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Mourning my phone
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Re: ThunderClan Stormcrest
Fawnpaw stared at her leader's blood-soaked fur, feeling glad she wasn't there, but also guilty she didn't help. She stepped back, fear setting in her eyes.
@ dino. @ Sakura. (Frogpaw. You don't have to reply, I just thought Frogpaw could do something to Fawnpaw)
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August 27th, 2023, 12:40 PM
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Master of bad jokes
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Re: ThunderClan Stormcrest
Nightgaze listened intently she hadn't realised Beanstar had died...but at least it was him and not any Thunderclan cats right? Frowning slightly the small black she-cat shuffled her paws not knowing what to make of the news.
Firestream ,however, was hardly listening she didn't really care she hadn't taken part neither did she see the use in it but she did hear that they won which was somewhat good she guessed but away from all this battle talk all she heard was the word rest and that was something she liked even if she didn't do anything. The pretty she-cat rose to her paws and started to slowly pad away not caring about anything.
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August 27th, 2023, 01:03 PM
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silly little guy
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Re: ThunderClan Stormcrest
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Originally Posted by Rose
Red-tipped paws pressed lightly against the ground as Mapleface meandered her way up to Stormcrest, settling down beside Eveningdance and giving him a pointed look. "Hello, Elderdance." She greeted jovially, jade-coloured hues glimmering with mirth. "If you keep frowning like that, your face will get stuck that way." Letting out a quiet snort of amusement, the Red Queen focused her attention on Bumblestar. A very, very bloody Bumblestar. "Well, that's unexpected."
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eveningdance // he/him // 43 moons
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When his former apprentice joins him, he glances over out of the corner of his eyes and offers a polite nod in her direction. At this point he was used to her playful jests and lets them roll off of his shoulders. His expression eases into one of neutrality once more but there's still a seriousness in his gaze as Bumblestar begins to speak. The passive expression becomes one of grim understanding, and though his eyes don't leave the leader his long tail moves to curl around the younger cat at his side protectively.
"... Though I have distaste for Riverclan, I only wish Starclan looks upon them kindly." He speaks quietly to the queen, eyes narrowing. "How... Unjust. If they were in no position to battle then we shouldn't have done so."
Gaze finally torn away from the leader and crowd beginning to disperse, his ears perk at the playful giggling of his daughter. A glance from her innocent wiggling to the body in which she tangled herself up in, he heaves a quiet sigh and raises his voice.
"Poppykit, come now." He calls, glancing over his shoulder. "Papa would like to see you."
mapleface | @Rose // poppykit | @Estelle // mudhound | @Rani
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