ThunderClan Stormcrest

[Sklee]

Originally Posted by Bean_The_Cat

Wildtwist perked his ears at his name call. Stars, leaf was getting a lot of tasks. He didn’t mind. So, he needed to teach an outsider to climb? Easy. The fluffy warrior looked around for webdusk only to realize he had come to him. He brushed his fluffy tail to the ground before speaking. ”wildtwist, pleasure to meet ya’” he mewed gruffly. He glanced back at bumble star as she moved on to hornets. His eyes widened in shock but he said nothing. Asterdance was missing? Stars, he hoped the warrior was all right. “We’ll leave after the meeting is over, climbing ain’t too hard,” he said, turning back to the new warrior.

[ @Sklee - Webdusk]

Webdusk happily nodded. Although he wasn't too excited, she knew it was essential, and he hoped she could put it to good use. "Lead the way, if you don't mind of course." It wasn't like he exactly knew the territory.

[iliri]

• Springpaw •
long-furred, oriental-shaped, gray-and-orange calico molly with blue eyes; torn right ear
Purrks: Herbal Knowledge - Tier 1 | The Collector [active] | Mind Reader [active]
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The irritable, annoyed tone that dripped off her leader’s tone was more than enough to undo the succumbing of her anxieties about the thoughts that had plagued her mind like straying bees. A familiar, metallic taste touched the back of her tongue, smearing it with its presence. An old feeling that she had been long used to ever since she left the stardamned nursery: anxiety. Why had it bothered to rampant up around the corner just from the start of the simple meeting that had begun only moments ago? Bile climbed up her throat like squirrels climbing up the rigged barks of a tree; clinging onto the flesh of bark with its tiny, prickly claws as it made its way towards the top. It tasted bitter and rather ungodly sour, and yet she had no choice but to swallow it down; fighting off a suppressed shiver that was bound to escape from her petitely small body. Springpaw wasn’t as big as her fellow clan-mates for her current age, being quite smaller in frame. It wasn’t that she was bothered by it, but it was deemed to be quite irritable whenever someone was bound to take their eyes on her and act like she was a kit. Her body may have been the size of a kit, but that surely didn’t mean that she was one. She is currently twelve moons old, for StarClan’s sake, so treat her like a twelve moon old feline! A stifled cough surpassed her lips as her mind trumpeted away at her nerves, her white-tipped tail twitching as she compelled away the thoughts with a forceful shove. Now wasn’t a decent time to be dwelling into her personal irritations and thoughts, now was the time to focus on the meeting and see what Bumblestar had to say.

The newly named Webdusk seemingly joining ThunderClan wasn’t much news for the calico molly to think about, Springpaw merely casting a nod towards the direction of the tom-cat as she flashed him a quick look of gratitude. Hopefully, he wasn’t going to prove himself to be a potential downfall for ThunderClan; the clan was already in a dire shape as it is and it was only starting to recover from the recent attacks from both ShadowClan and RiverClan. Focusing back towards the leader, Springpaw only nodded in exemption with Bumblestar’s choices of casting Wildtwist as Webdusk’s temporary mentor, directing the new warrior the ways of ThunderClan and teaching him the most important skills that all ThunderClan cats must carry: climbing. A short wave of second-hand embarrassment rushed through Springpaw from the single thought of the required skill, her lips pursing into an uncomfortable line. Unfortunately for her, she had no idealistic skills for climbing yet whatsoever, or practically much thought at all about the skill. How could she be considered a ThunderClan cat when she couldn’t climb up a tree at all? Springpaw nimbly forced back a wince from a memory that flashed across her mind from Alderstep’s little tree-climbing event. Gosh, that was a huge disaster to think about. Why had she even joined that little competition in the first place? She had no initial ideas with how to even climb at all! Rolling her shoulders, a quiet huff escaped past her lips. Maybe one of these days Bumblestar could take her out to go climbing—or she could ask maybe if she could teach her, perhaps?

Her thoughts on the matter were quickly dismissed as Bumblestar moved onto the next topic, utterly speaking about the news about the Hornets and regarding one being missing. Asterdance wasn’t a cat that Springpaw knew personally, but she knew that they were a cat that used to be common around ThunderClan’s clearing quite a lot. More particularly, she knew that they had liked to hang around some of the young youth of the clan and was almost deemed to have some that liked to be particularly close with them. Again, Springpaw didn’t know them well, but it sounded gravely disappointing to know that they had seemingly gone missing and were almost gone like they had perished from the world. The single thought almost jabbed Springpaw right in the center of her heart, the calico’s paws pressing uncomfortably against the coarse dirt of the chilly dirt floor beneath her paws. Leaf-fall was approaching rather steadily fast, and this crisp air wasn’t making it any easier to keep a track on the herb supplies running in the territory. Coldamber’s words briefly echoed through her mind, and they were quick to bring a brief sense of comfort to Springpaw, but they were almost quick to diverse as soon as they came. What if they suffered from a shortage of herbs? What if they accidentally overpick? The last question brought a barrel of unease right into Springpaw’s gut, and her compressed paws felt like they were tentatively picking at the dirt below as she tried to listen furthermore to the rest of the leader’s announcement, a silent prickle of ease swerving its way towards her system.

The two promotions were at least something that was a life-giver to the clan. Spiderthroat probably deserved his promotion as Head Hornet while Sharpclaw deserved the honor of earning the rank of an Hornet. Neither of them were cats she knew well, but they worked hard to earn their ranks to deserve them long and well to know that they were going to do good for the clan. Briefly, she casted each of the cats a short glance as a smile drew faintly across her lips. She would’ve given both of the cats a proper congratulations, but she felt like they both deserved a respectful congratulations instead of her just simply shouting out their names unlike how certain warriors or apprentices do it. Twitching her whiskers daintily, she glanced around the crowded clearing as she felt her eyes catch onto the pelt of an scrawny tortoiseshell feline slunking her way towards the ground, Springpaw’s lapis blue eyes swarming with sympathy as she glanced in the direction of the feline. If she recalled, that had to be Fireflypaw, an apprentice that had participated in Drizzlecloud’s little therapeutic event a little while ago. She wasn’t necessarily a feline that Springpaw knew personally, but she had known that the young feline had seemingly a lot on her mind, and Springpaw couln’t help but feel like they both had a lot more in common than they thought. Contemplating her decisions, Springpaw’s body itched to go over and speak with the young molly, and that was what she was bound to do.

Standing up onto all four paws, the molly slowly trekked her way towards Fireflypaw, her movements slow as she approached the young molly from a different angle. The closer she got, the more guilt surpassed through her system. Fireflypaw looked so… distraught and disheveled; almost reminding Springpaw of herself when she had been merely six moons old. “Fireflypaw?” The calico asked, placing herself onto her haunches next to the scrawny tortoiseshell as blue hues worriedly scanned over the apprentice’s sunken body. “Are you alright?”

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@poppy. []

[iliri]

Lambpaw just tapped his paws against the ground and watched as the leaves fell from the trees.

[closed]

[SuspiciousMindz]

[Sparrowpelt]

The large tom glanced between the cats she was listing, listening contently as Bumblestar went about the announcements. Next was about the Hornets, a position he didn't wish to hold and quite frankly, was glad he'd been hiding in the background when the leader listed the current ones. The fluffy warrior just let a soft sigh and waited for the next run-down or if they were dismissed.

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[Treepaw]

Treepaw sat towards the back of the meeting, staying quiet the whole time while Bumblestar went through the meeting points. The Bengal feline's green eyes would focus on the Hornets mostly, her mind wandering into a daydream. Could she get there one day?

[Tecumori]

Sharpclaw - The Grumpy One
TC | Warrior | He/Him | 14 moons

Sharpclaw lifted his head, sending a nod Bumblestar's way as she subtly announced him as ThunderClan's newest Hornet. He wasn't the prideful type, but he allowed a smirk to creep onto his maw for just a moment, before letting it drop back into his permanent frown.

(CLOSED - Activity Post!)

[dino.]

High Rank Announcement [#hrannouncement]

Bumblestar's eyes flickered to Rainfall, irritation crossing her face. "I didn't ask for volunteers."

And just as she was about to move on, something hurtled toward her out of the corner of her eye. She ducked the pebble that narrowly missed smacking her in the forehead, and then straightened up, head snapping around as furious green eyes locked onto Fallowreed and Dawnshred

Seeing Violetfreckle get so indignant on her behalf was almost enough to wane her anger, but not quite. "You two!" she snapped, hackles rising. "If you wanna act like apprentices, you can be treated as apprentices. Get the hell out and go hunt, do something productive. I don't wanna see either of you back 'till you've brought something back. One more incident like this 'n it's an instant demotion. Go."

Just one meeting. One meeting without chaos. Stars above.

She didn't bother fixing her attitude as she moved onto the next topic, because it was something that would only make her just as upset and she wasn't about to go to all that trouble just to waste it.

"I wanna address what happened at the last Gathering," she said shortly. "With Cracklepaw's idiotic stunt. I don't care what you do regarding ShadowClan crossing the border, but I won't tolerate something like that again. It makes us look incohesive 'n weak, and I don't need to deal with tanking our reputation while I try to fix what past leaders ruined. Actions have consequences for everyone, not just you. The next cat who pulls something as stupid as that can deal with exile. You won't be welcomed back.

"Cracklepaw's been demoted to Cracklekit for the next moon. He's banned from all future Gatherings and he's not to leave camp until he's proven to me he can act his age. Next time he breaks a rule or pisses me off, he can kiss ThunderClan goodbye. Keep an eye on him and report anything to me immediately."

She looked back to her new Head Hornet. "Spiderthroat. He was your apprentice. Feel free to give him whatever punishment you think of over the course of the moon." Spiderthroat could smack him upside the head as much as he wanted for all she cared.

Bumblestar ran her tongue over her jaws. "'N regarding RiverClan. Alderstep, I want increased patrols 'round Cattail Pond 'n Smallpines. The fish are bound to be ticked 'n I don't wanna risk anything by slacking off."

Of course, with one problem covered, there came another, and this wasn't something she was looking forward to dealing with at all. "All of you, watch it around Herondive Hollow. There's a ton of foxes trapped on the other side of the ravine. They can't cross the tree-bridge so they're not an immediate threat, but I still wanna deal with 'em as soon as possible. Tomorrow we'll be headin' out to handle 'em. Kill them, drive 'em off, however you want, just get them back outside our borders."

"Meeting's over." With a lash of her tail, Bumblestar descended the Stormcrest and made to slip back into her den.

 

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[Moxie Foxy]

"Wow Cracklepaw...." Shypaw muttered sarcastically..... What a Moron he'd turned out to be... Shypaw thought. Sometimes she wondered why she had tried to be nice to him that one time... Oh well...

Now Those Things With the Foxes.... Shypaw tilted her head in Displeasure. She thought of the young fox kit she'd met.... She really didn't want to see any fox kits get hurt... If that Would happen, she'd personally rip someones pelt off for that... baby animals shouldn't be punished!


Shypaw growled softly...
(open)

[bubble[error].]

~~Cherrypaw~~

{ open for someone to follow and comfort her }

(maybe mention me in the apprentice's den? idk)

Cherrypaw seemed to hate meetings. Sometimes they were good, sometimes they were bad. And this was a bad one. Leaders and deputies always scared her so much, medicine cats and medicine cat apprentices, not so much. But... demoting scared her even more. The molly's ears flattened in fear, backing up. She knew she wasn't mentioned at all in this meeting, but it still scared her. Very much. And her new Dark Forest visitor made things worse since she was beginning to think that no one cared for her. Not even Drizzlecloud.

When Bumblestar said the meeting was over, the tortoiseshell/calico she-cat ran from the meeting place and into the apprentice's den, tears filling her eyes. I wasn't mentioned... but if I am one day...

[Moxie Foxy]

Shypaw Whipped Her Head Around and Watched Cherrypaw take off. She stood and paddled after the she-cat at a distance @bubblegum.

[Neptune.]

*-Asterpaw-*
16/100
he/him || 7moons || no purrks
Lanky, flame point siamese with heterochromatic eyes

Aster didn't know who Cracklepawkit was, but he swallowed hard at the anger in Bumblestar's posture and voice. Clearly whatever he had done was really, really bad. Hopefully Aster wouldn't have to deal with any encounters with him for at least a little while... He also had no idea that ThunderClan's reputation wasn't the best right now - he really didn't know the first thing about anything regarding the clans... he'd have to get someone willing to give him the important details soon or else he was going to be drowning in confusion and misunderstanding everything anyone said to him.

But the meeting had ended, there was no point dwelling here any longer, especially since his mentor had dismissed everyone already and was clearly in a bad mood. Aster needed to remember not to tick her off, he'd hate to be on the receiving end of that fury. Taking a breath to let the events of the meeting sink in, Aster flicked his ear, trying to shake the feeling that he'd made a mistake... but, no, this was where he was meant to be... he couldn't explain it, but it felt right, like there wasn't a single other right place to be... he could only belong to ThunderClan. Posture rigid and head held confidently, the apprentice wandered off toward the apprentice's den, hoping to get a quick nap in case he was needed later.