ThunderClan: Life Before 2020's Fire

[The Mad Katter]

Originally Posted by Cedar

The she-kit purred as her friend nudged her. She then smiled "I can't wait till then!" she chuckled. "What is it like to be an apprentice?" she asked looking up to the tom.

Tumblepaw paused a minute, thinking. "Well, it's tough work. You have to concentrate on training and remembering every little tip your mentor tells you." He licked his paw thoughtfully. "But after a while it gets easier, at least, that's what the other apprentices tell me." He glanced at Beaverkit affectionately, "but it's fun too, I think you'll like it."

[Teza]

Originally Posted by Lonestar23

"Good. I would go with the ones who have friends in high places, or friends in other clans. Get them to trust you. Get them to believe in you, to tell you their secrets...that way you can have a spy from the inside. The ones with bad memories might not be the best ones, they're awful cats to work with." The tom mewed, with a wink in Lichenkit's direction. "Oh, I wouldn't dream of it, my young partner. Especially not now...we must be thankful that our dear leader Ashstar came back to us. Isn't that right?" Sparrowkit asked in an innocent sounding voice. "But...the way I see it...once I'm older, if we can do this right...nothing will be able to stand in our way. Am I correct, Lichenkit?" Sparrowkit asked. He was a smart young tom. He was good at figuring things out. And he was especially good at figuring things out when they involved trickery. He loved to trick other cats. Young, old...it didn't bother him. Sparrowkit waited for Lichenkit's reply, the tip of his tail twitching back and forth as he did so. He wanted to make sure that all details were perfect before he began to carry out his little plan.

Absolutely nothing," Lichenkit agreed, clawing the ground slightly. "As of right now, I have only you I can call 'friend,' so which cats do you think I should attempt to get under my claw?" The calico she-cat glanced around the camp once more, noticing all the toms in the area. Some smart, some dumb. "While you may think the dumb ones are useless, they can have high ranking friends. Those high ranking friends will want to hlep protect the dumb toms who fell head over paws for a young apprentice and think she's in trouble some-which way. You see where I'm going with this, correct?" she asked, not taking her eyes off of the other cats. She was scouting for a target.

[Slash-GNR]

Originally Posted by KitKat12

Tumblepaw paused a minute, thinking. "Well, it's tough work. You have to concentrate on training and remembering every little tip your mentor tells you." He licked his paw thoughtfully. "But after a while it gets easier, at least, that's what the other apprentices tell me." He glanced at Beaverkit affectionately, "but it's fun too, I think you'll like it."

Beaverkit purred, "I think I can handle it," she said smiling. "Do like any of your new den mates?" she asked tilting her head to one side. She wrapped her brown tail around her small paws and lookup at the male.

[The Mad Katter]

Originally Posted by Cedar

Beaverkit purred, "I think I can handle it," she said smiling. "Do like any of your new den mates?" she asked tilting her head to one side. She wrapped her brown tail around her small paws and lookup at the male.

Tumblepaw looked down at the pretty brown kit. "They're nice," he replied with a flick of his ears, "but none as nice as you." Looking up at the sun, Tumblepaw gave a sigh and stood up. "I suppose I should go hunting." He glanced back at Beaverkit with softly glowing yellow eyes. "I'll see you later," he said softly before turning around and leaving camp.

[Ghostly Cristalline]

Originally Posted by NightWarrior4Life

"Well, at least you had a nice father you actually knew...my mother is abusive, she gave me this cut..." He turned and showed her the round puncture mark in his side that was deep red and sticky. "And my father...I've never met him but he is alive...he just...pretends we don't exist. But my parents do love each other...I just don't understand why they had kits that they don't want!" He kicked a stone across the clearing.

"I'm sorry. So what do you like to do besides sleep?" asked Hopekit, changing the subject. It was looking like it was making him unforting.

[p1nkbear]

Tigerstrike
A lost rouge padded, and hid behind a small tree he hid watching the clan settle watching there ways

[p1nkbear]

Originally Posted by Raywood

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Tigerstrike
The burnt sienna masculine krept along the camp sneeking his way through the shadows

[The Mad Katter]

A lithe grey shape slipped into the clearing, 2 mice and a thrush swinging from his jaws. He crossed the clearing and deposited his catches on the fresh-kill pile. Tumblepaw looked around for Beaverkit, but was disappointed when he saw no sign of her. Tumblepaw settled down and placed his head on his paws, watching his Clan.

[NightWarrior4Life]

Originally Posted by Cristalline

"I'm sorry. So what do you like to do besides sleep?" asked Hopekit, changing the subject. It was looking like it was making him unforting.

"Hmm..." DarkKit narrowed his eyes as he thought hard. "I never really did anything before...cause my mother was so strict, I was scared to even wake up...but now, now I like to be with you..." His eyes glistened and he yawned, the sun sapling his golden pelt, dust particles falling around him like shredded gold. He felt like a god.

[JustJoye]

Originally Posted by Maplefur

@Teggy
@JustJoye

Fogfire glanced up at the sun, guessing some time had passed. She picked up her bird, along with a mouse and squirrel, then started heading back to where Nettlenose and Thunderstrike were going to meet back up. She was happy with her catch, though she had to admit that it was just luck that she had been able to catch the squirrel- that or the dumb thing was deaf, as it hadn't reacted at all when she accidentally stepped on a twig.

The gray molly lifted her head, looking at the sky. A cold breeze ruffled her fur, but her coat was thick enough that it didn't bother her all that much. She continued on, her paw steps light and quiet, until she came to the small clearing. It looked like she was the first one back, so she dropped her prey at her paws as she sat down to wait for the others to return. I wonder how much they caught, and if they had any luck. She thought, eyes wandering around the surrounding shrubbery.

Nettlenose's sharp nose twitched at he snuck through the undergrowth. Though he had a two mice and a squirrel hanging from his jaws, he couldn't help but atempt to find some more prey, even in the last few fox-lengths to the entrance of camp. His tail the tip of the snake that was his body, he slithered about the growth and kept his amber gaze narrowed and aware. Left and right, left and right, his orbs scanned the area. He oulled back his whiskers and finally... CLUNK! The rough bark of an oak stopped him in his tracks. He looked forward, and between his eyes was the dark trunk of the tree he'd ran into. He felt his face grow hot with embarrassment, his paws shake as he side-stepped quickly out of the way.

The short steps he took towards the entrance were carefully placed as he nerveswere in high alert. Nettlenose cast his gaze around him before dashing the last few strides into the camp, ears folded. Fox dung! He cursed, flashing a smile at Fogfire. At her side within moment, he spat out his prey.

"Nice catch," the tabby mewed. He twitched his tail towards her squirrel. Nettle knew she didn't have as much experience as a regular ThunderClan cat, having grown up in RiverClan for a while. He was impressed by her ability to snatch the squirrel, even he struggled with his own.

Too embarrassed to brag, and too preaccupied with the prospective bump that was to be forming on his forehead to strike up conversation, he only asked, "Any sign of Thunderstrike?"