Waspkit bounded out of the nursery, her yellow eyes bright with pure excitment. She was going to be an apprentice! And so was her hornet, whenever they got to the meeting.
She heard Waspkit's name, but not her own... Huh? Would she not be an apprentice this time? Well, the whole litter wasn't called, so it was possible. Suddenly she was wondering if she'd maybe been too boisterous, too messy, but nah! It couldn't be so. She chased after her wasp, leaving the nursery.
With larkswoop gone risingstorm turned away to go back and sit down giving little mind to spring lucky for her, tsk call it lucky that bumblestar even let her rejoin and letting her stay round to train wolfpaw seemed like the only good thing coming from her, the hornet let out a sigh … a voice well more of a string of words caught the toms attention snapping his head towards the front of stormcrest “ DARKHOLLY he snapped padding over “ I dont think bumblestar will care if mintkit has an attitude, but for you she will ya know bumblestar dislikes when warriors talk down on kit.” he said his voice stern but steady keeping his green eyes on the warrior
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╔══ ≪ °❈° ≫ ══╗ Milkbee
Cream tabby she-cat with dark brown and orange markings, green eyes and a bobbed tail
She/Her | 21 Moons | + every 20th | ThunderClan Warrior | Friendly and playful
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Aaaand what was this? A warrior snapping at a kit? Milkbee did not usually condone verbal abuse, but if she was being honest, this was far from verbal abuse. More like chastisement. But despite Milkbee believing that disciplin was often necessary for kits, she did not quite like harsh tones. It was... Probably just her. She would never be able to bring herself to raise her voice at a kit. She quietly padded towards Risingstorm and Darkholly, her expression warm and pleasant.
"Now, now, Risingstorm. No need to get all riled up about this, come on!" She gave a light purr, nudging the Hornet with a shoulder. "And Darkholly... Try to be a little nicer to kits next time? They don't know any better."
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- Wolfpaw -
- He/Him - 8 Moons - ThunderClan Medicine Cat -
- A large dark brown tom with a darker back and lighter underbelly, a missing hind leg -
tw; anxiety n self hate
Wolfpaw turned his head to see if any other cat would confess to sharing dreams with Spring as well, but it seemed he was the only one. His head snapped back to Bumblestar as she spoke. The medic flinched at her harsh tone as she spoke. "Y-yes ma'am," he stuttered before shakily hobbling back to the crowd. He had done it, he screwed up. Badly. He glanced up to spring and bumble before laying down and staring at his paws. Wolfpaw inhaled shaky breaths, trying not to cry. Was he going to be demoted? or worse - exiled? He wouldn't be surprised. He was pathetic anyway. Just a kid. Who got lost. Came back with no leg. And probably was a failure of a medicine cat too. "m sorry, m sorry, m sorry," he said quietly to himself, not bearing to look at the leader or anyone else for that matter.
x ghostie is haunting this signature
Bean's favorite staff member Lillian was here
lio sneezed here (achoo)
you see crude graffiti... it spells "velli wuz here"
Rose caught the sickness (oh dear)
fade summons a prowler to chase rose
Duckfrond
ThunderClan Warrior
he/him | 21 moons
[Plush russet abyssinian with a bob tail and green eyes]
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Only thought to visit Wolfpaw, hm? Duckfrond didn't like that answer one bit, and the hunch in his shoulders made that very clear. He was supposed to be Springli--Spring--'s ride or die. Blah blah blah Wolfpaw's the medicine cat yeah well he's literally a toddler, so.
Darkholly stood to check in with Mintkit, her hissed words earning a raised brow from Duckfrond. When she came back, he eyed her sidelong. "Hey, hey, easy on the kid there, pal. No one's gonna keep him from gettin' his apprentice name just 'cause he's sulking." At least, he didn't think so. It seemed Risingstorm had the same idea, though he voiced his opinion wayyy louder. Duckfrond scowled, but it was less at Risingstorm chastising Darkholly and more for drawing attention to him. Milkbee had the same idea to speak to Darkholly, crowding Duckfrond who was really not having a good time today and wanted to go back to sleep. Great... if this was turning into another Larkswoop sitch Duckfrond was NOT about to get caught up in that.
Once things had settled, Duckfrond brought a hind leg up to scratch at his ear, directing his words to Darkholly. "You think you'll be getting an appren'ice? I sure hope I don't--I ain't got the patience for all-a-dat."
- Wolfpaw -
- He/Him - 8 Moons - ThunderClan Medicine Cat -
- A large dark brown tom with a darker back and lighter underbelly, a missing hind leg -
tw; anxiety n self hate
Wolfpaw turned his head to see if any other cat would confess to sharing dreams with Spring as well, but it seemed he was the only one. His head snapped back to Bumblestar as she spoke. The medic flinched at her harsh tone as she spoke. "Y-yes ma'am," he stuttered before shakily hobbling back to the crowd. He had done it, he screwed up. Badly. He glanced up to spring and bumble before laying down and staring at his paws. Wolfpaw inhaled shaky breaths, trying not to cry. Was he going to be demoted? or worse - exiled? He wouldn't be surprised. He was pathetic anyway. Just a kid. Who got lost. Came back with no leg. And probably was a failure of a medicine cat too. "m sorry, m sorry, m sorry," he said quietly to himself, not bearing to look at the leader or anyone else for that matter.
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Beetlekit
He/Him
As he heard his name, he shuffled from the nursery towards the Stormcrest. Stopping momentairly as he heard hushed whispers. He hadn't caught what was just happening. Truthfully because he didn't care. Something about liars and something about someone who isn't worth coming back in...allowed back in. He'll never truly understand most of it. But. It's his clan that his stupid father was a deputy in.
Walking past the medicine cat staring up at Bumblestar. It wasn't his business...he didn't need to care.... A sigh. Turning on his paws he shuffled back towards Wolfpaw and crouched, leaning so he was looking up at his hung face. A silent pat on the feline's upper shoulder if they didn't move. That's all the comfort he could muster.
With his wonderful comforting skills finished. Beetlekit made his way to the front of the crowd. Part of him wishing his father was here....but he was overseeing sick camp...where two of his siblings were he believed. Sitting himself down next to those who got called up. He realized, hey. Hornetkit wasn't called. Why?
"Bumbla? Hornetkit didn't go outside of camp to the gathering like Spiderling and Cricket...will she be apprenticed too?" he asked. Shooting Spiderlingkit a side glance. Spiderdad did say they wouldn't be able to become apprentices. Shoulda listened. @Estelle
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Darkholly ThunderClan Warrior
Lyrebird´s Lullaby
She / Her - 24 Moons
Fierce green hues fixed on Risingstorm, Darkholly´s tail tip twitching irritably with the Hornet. She tipped her head. ´´Hornet or not, Risingstorm, you treat your Clanmates with respect,´´ She meowed, her voice dangerously polite, though it held a hint of coldness toward the tom. ´´If I came off a little rude, then I clearly didn´t mean to. I was just telling Mintkit that he might want to fix the attitude a little bit.´´
She glanced at Milkbee. ´´I apologize. I was not trying to be rude to Mintkit. I just....didn´t want him to get in trouble for the attitude..´´
Darkholly turned her attention back to Duckfrond and tipped her head at his question. ´´I doubt it,´´ The mottled black-and-brown she-cat murmured quietly. ´´Especially not since Risingstorm feels the need to snap at others for him being in a bad mood.´´
[ edit: in my last post with dark, she was not rude whatsoever. for your characters to think so is going in the wrong direction. ]
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Blazingpaw, newly joined, entered the camp. She sat down, and listened, although she had no clue what was going on. She'd gotten into Thunderclan, yay! She still wanted to thank Bumblestar, but that didn't seem like it was gonna happen. She sat in eager anticipation.
╔══ ≪ °❈° ≫ ══╗ Milkbee
Cream tabby she-cat with dark brown and orange markings, green eyes and a bobbed tail
She/Her | 21 Moons | + every 20th | ThunderClan Warrior | Friendly and playful
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Milkbee purred in response and nodded.
"I understand," she flicked an ear, touching her short tail to the tip of Darkholly's. The cream furred she-cat gave the other warrior a warm smile. "Sometimes you can come off as quite rude without meaning to. We've all been there, no worries."
The fluffy warrior then turned to the Hornet beside her.
"You. Maybe don't make assumptions first hand," her voice was firm, yet it held no ill intent, and even had a twinge of playfullness. "Perhaps if Darkholly was yelling or insulting the kit, it would be necessary." She let out a light purr and gave the Hornet another smile.
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Bumblestar watched carefully as the kits each came forward. One, two... all five. At least something was going right today. She glanced down to Spiderlingkit as the kit came rushing forward, and merely twitched both ears backward. "After that stunt you pulled at the Gathering, you're sittin' out," she said with a blank stare. "Kits who break my rules don't get to become apprentices."
Motion and a voice from someone much larger than a kit made Bumblestar's stare snap around to land on Darkholly. Risingstorm beat her to the first punch, which was for the best - she was out of both patience and nice things to say - but the she-cat's response served as nothing more than a further irritant, and Milkbee's interjection made her scrape her claws across the stone. "Darkholly," she hissed. "If Risingstorm, or any of my Hornets, tells you to do something, you nod your head 'n listen. The only attitude I have an issue with right now is yours. Don't make assumptions about what I will 'n won't like if you don't know it for certain." Kits could be grumpy all they wanted - they were kits! Unless they were actually actively throwing a fit or causing a disruption, she saw no need to get onto them for something as harmless as a facial expression.
Milkbee definitely had less of an attitude, so Bumblestar wouldn't bother with her outside of a sharp warning look. If one more thing happened this meeting, she was pretty sure she would actually flip her lid in front of the whole Clan, and the last thing anyone needed to see was her throwing the nearest rock at someone's head (as tempted as she was).
She cleared her throat and returned her attention to the waiting littermates. "Fireflykit, Waspkit, Beetlekit, Mintkit, Butterflykit - until you finish up your training 'n prove yourselves ready to be warriors, you'll be known as Fireflypaw, Wasppaw, Beetlepaw, Mintpaw, 'n Butterflypaw.
"Fireflypaw, Butterflypaw, I'm stickin' you both with your dad, so for my amusement if nothing else, please go bother him for training 'n maybe invite me along to watch." StarClan only knew she needed something positive for once. "Mintpaw, you're with Blueberrybubble. Wasppaw, I want you with Sweetswan. Beetlepaw, you'll be training with me. We'll head out as soon as I'm done here." She could train the Spider-kid to go harass their father and bring her some well-needed joy.
"Far as assignments 'n reassignments go, we've got a new Clanmate." Bumblestar craned her neck to pick Blazingpaw out of the crowd. "Blazingpaw, I want you to stick Dustlark. Ashpaw, Willowpaw, Ravenpaw, Pinepaw, Orangepaw, Swanpaw, Acornpaw, you're all being reassigned. Ashpaw, with Rainstalk. Willowpaw, Duckfrond. Ravenpaw, Milkbee. Pinepaw, Tigerpelt. Orangepaw, Nightgaze. Swanpaw, Skunkridge. Acornpaw, Honeypetal."
One more thing after this and then she could be done. She needed a nap. And also wanted to shred something. Ugh, decisions.
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