@Siren Bliss Flametooth came out. He saw Brightpaw and Lineetwing going for a hunt. "Can I join?" he asked.
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Forestpaw purred as Bloompaw bumped heads with her. "That's nice that Lionwhisker like flowers, " She mewed. She wasn't sure what to comment about Bloompaw almost being smushed by....Soft guy. "Well be careful I don't want you to get smushed by that Soft guy or anyone else!" She mewed purring at the end.
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Berrybreeze paused for a moment, the air between the tom thick with hesitation, confession, tension...
and then the tortoiseshell tom began to laugh. "Oh, thank STARCLAN! That was gonna be real awkward for me otherwise. Because if you had actually had a crush on a molly I think my soul would have, like shattered. Yeah? But I was still going to support you because you're my best friend- but you're so much more." Berrybreeze grinned, slightly out of breath from rattling off his feeling in one ol paragraph. That explained it, right? Maybe he had to be more discreet. The tortoiseshell buried his shoulder into the smaller tom's again, though this time his smile held something deeper. "So if that wasn't obvious enough- yeah. Iiiiii may or may not have called you my kinda boyfriend in the fire? I mean it was in my head and also I almost died but i think it counts!"
Smooth.
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Honeytuft gasped in mock offense as Berrybreeze started to laugh, "Excuse me, sir! This is an incredibly serious situation!" he chided, clicking his tongue as he narrowed his eyes at him. Now that the whole 'confession' part was over, he seemed to be going back to his normal self. That was good. Now, into the more unpredictable part. Was he going to become his best friends significant other? We're they just going to stay as friends? The last sentence that Berrybreeze said sent his mind spinning in circles. 'Because to me you're so much more'. That sentence repeated in his mind over and over, distracting him from what was happening in real life.
He was jolted out of his thoughts as he felt Berrybreeze bump against his shoulder, and once again he looked back up at the tortoiseshell tom. The awaited response made him visibly relax, a large, giddy smile growing on his maw. A loud purr sounded from him, and he buried his muzzle into the fur on Berrybreezes shoulder in a weird sort of embrace. He was unbelievably happy, more than he ever thought he would be. "It does. It counts to me. I'm just...I'm So relieved"
Buckstar nodded. Even though he knew Jay couldn't see him, he was smiling, and this time it was genuine and relaxed. "Then welcome to ThunderClan; we'll be happy to have you among our ranks. At the next meeting, you'll be given a mentor and have 'paw' added to your name. Cormorantglide," he added to the younger warrior, "why don't you give him a tour of the camp?"
[ we can end it here! submit him to the allegiances and send in an apprentice ceremony request here <3 ]
As soon as he smelled outsider, Buckstar was on his feet and making his way toward the trio, his fur bristling with evident hostility. He stopped in front of them. moss green eyes burning. "What are you doing here and how the hell did you find this place?" he snarled. And HOW had none of ThunderClan noticed them?
Yellow hid behind Bush, her gray eyes fearful and her tail covering her kit filled belly. Bush bowed his head respectfully to the leader. "We made sure that we would first speak to you. I am Bush," he nodded is head at Flower, "this is Flower, and the pregnant she-cat hiding behind me is Yellow. We would like to join ThunderClan. "
Flower looked at the hostile cat in front of her, thinking, He's cute. I wonder if he's single? She stood silent though, as Bush made introductions.
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His gaze flickered critically over them once more, and then he flattened his fur. They weren't a threat, and even if one of them tried to prove him wrong, he was sure he could easily drive them out. Briefly he met Flower's gaze, then returned his attention to Bush.
"Well then," he said stiffly, "I'm ThunderClan's leader. You can call me Buckstar. Now, I'll ask again, and I would like a proper answer: how did you find this place?"
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"SOOO! I gotta become a warrior! and then I can beat a badger yes?! So like... you gotta teach me this and that and then I'll become an apprentice sooner and a warrior sooner and then I can do beat up the badgers! Wooooh! I am so excited! and so prepared! I'm going to be the best apprentice you've ever seen! CAUSE I CAN ALREADY CLIMB! AND FIGHT!" Oh Swallowkit was absolutely rocking this. She was doing great and amazing and she was totally prepared for whatever might be thrown her way. This would be so great. Okay. So cats' didn't each other. Look, she was learning things and the fluffed up calico kit couldn't keep herself from bouncing up and down. She wanted to win and wanted to be the best. And HAPPY! Being happy was the goal of everything. Was Corm happy? maybe? hopefully? She didn't know but nevertheless kept bouncing up and down. She ewas rocking this and like she was doing great. "So dont kill others! Okay! I don't want Kestrel nor Wren to be killed despite both of them obviously having a stick up their ass," it was true! her brothers were always so cold and not fun and only when she got Kestrel mad did he do fun stuff. Which was quite easy truth be told but nevertheless this time the kit aimed a leap for the warrior's shoulder hoping to land but would probably land short. He'd not told her what to do... SO SHE IMPROVISED!
The silver tabby had spent the past couple of weeks staying in the warriors den. She had bee depressed since then, but today she wanted to spend some time with her clanmates, possibly do some hunting. No not possibly she would do some hunting. Linnetwing padded up to a random cat even if they weren't a warrior. "Want to do some hunting?", she asked. She was now such a skinny cat after eating less.
Boulderpaw was more than ready for some hunting. She'd felt useless since she'd join Thunderclan, with Rowanstem being.... absent. She was eager to return to her warrior status that the rest of her new clanmates never knew about.
So this was a perfect opportunity for her. "I would like to go hunting with you."
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Valleypaw seemingly materialized at Rainywhisker's call, but had really just come over from the otherside of camp where she had been previously looking for her sister. "Long time no see." She huffed quietly with just a tiny hint of disdain. The youngling had grown a bit impatient in the days since the patrol, waiting on Rainywhisker to take her out once more. Just a taste of life outside of camp had gotten her hooked and she wanted more immediately. To be honest, she'd been a whiskers length away from hunting the tom down by herself and making him take her out one way or another. "Battle training today?" It was becoming clear that she was in quite a mood today - though taken light-heartedly it could be seen as cute coming from an apprentice fresh out of the nursery.
Rainywhisker sighs. "You seem more than eager to learn how to fight," he muses. "And the Clan can use you as more than a little battle mongrel right now. We're peaceful with everybody as far as I know." Pausing, he considers WindClan for a heartbeat. But it seems like such a far-fetched, silly idea that the moorland cats would turn to ThunderClan next. Twilightstar was reasonable, right?
Finally, the warrior nods. "Very well, Valleypaw. Battle training it is." Although what he would teach this kitten, he hadn't the faintest clue. The older tom's mind went to defense. Flicking his tail, he motions for her to get moving. "We'll go outside someplace so no one's on our tails about it."
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Snarling slobbering jaws and the snap of claws filled Wrenkit’s mind and ears and he clawed at his own head to get the noises to stop. The young tom’s eyes were squeezed shut against images of black and white brutes and slavering beasts. Why did Swallow have to bring up badgers again? He hated when she did that!
Gradually, Kes managed to break through his stupor and Wren moved closer, brushing his fur against his brother’s with a shuddering sigh as the touch calmed him. Of course, Swallow was barely paying attention and when Wren could finally open his eyes he glowered at her grumpily. The speechless kit had worked out ways to get his ideas across and he gestured angrily at his sister to let her know he was pissed.
As the panic faded, though, the prank seemed more important and he let his anger dry up, choosing to focus on the ideas instead. He liked the thought of pouncing on Buckstar when he laid in his best but was rather against the idea of try to pummel their leader. To show what he thought was best, Wren ran to a shadowy corner and crouched down to remove himself from sight before scampering our and pouncing in Buckstar’s nest as if onto the leader himself.
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