ThunderClan Nursery

[c1nder]

☆｡. o Drizzlekit
❧ Thunderclan Kit | He/Him
❧ Bewitched [Damp!]
"Don't cry. Don't despair. Now's not the time for that."

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the kit tumbled around the nursery, playing with a scrap of moss.

- [open uwu]​

[sambam]

 

Originally Posted by c1nder

☆｡. o Drizzlekit
❧ Thunderclan Kit | He/Him
❧ Bewitched [Damp!]
"Don't cry. Don't despair. Now's not the time for that."

---

the kit tumbled around the nursery, playing with a scrap of moss.

- [open uwu]​

[hope this is still open!]

Beetlekit was currently unhappy and in a poor mood. In the corner, she sat slouched over with a pout on her maw. She didn't want to be in the nursery, but some lame queen told her not to go out! This was so unfair and stupid! Her tail lashed at the thought. There were only either grubs in here, or kits that were too big to be here anymore.

When she spied someone with some moss, she fixated on them like an owl watching a mouse. She squirmed closer in a stealthy way, with malicious intention. Steal!! Maim!! Conquer!! Once Drizzlekit passed close by, Beetlekit tried to snag the scrap from his little kitten paws.

[Fireshine]

" Rose, Rose, Rose..... Come back! Please come with me Rose. " mumbled Lionkit in his sleep. A sharp jab woke him up. " Will you stop mumbling? Your gonna wake the whole nursery. Also, who's Rose? Why does she need to go with you? " mewed Doekit. " Yeah who is she? " piped in Starlingkit. " I'll tell you two at dawn. " he said

[Streamtail]

Briarmask
♡ She/her, 27 moons, TC warrior ♡


Bri creeps into the nursery quietly, her head on a swivle for any children who might come up to her. Honestly, they make her head hurt- not because of their volume though. She just can't get a read on the little ones. Well, anyway, she's looking for Acornfall. She's been hearing a lot of talk about them and it's honestly lead to multiple mental breakdowns and quite the number of self conscious internal debates- so she has deduced that she should confront her mate about how he actually feels. Confrontation really isn't her thing, but with Acorn it should be fine. Ah! There he is.
Her eyes land on a familiar striped pelt, her gaze softening at the sight of him working again- as expected. She pads over to him (although a bit warily), her tail curled tightly around her leg loosening it's grip slightly.

"Hi honey, can we talk for a sec?" She requests, keeping her voice down as not to dusturb any kits or queens.

Her stutter always evaporates when she's with him, it's nice to be completely at peace for once in her life. She nuzzles his shoulder gently, brushing pelts with him.


@Luna16

[Luna16]

 

Originally Posted by Streamtail

Briarmask
♡ She/her, 27 moons, TC warrior ♡


Bri creeps into the nursery quietly, her head on a swivle for any children who might come up to her. Honestly, they make her head hurt- not because of their volume though. She just can't get a read on the little ones. Well, anyway, she's looking for Acornfall. She's been hearing a lot of talk about them and it's honestly lead to multiple mental breakdowns and quite the number of self conscious internal debates- so she has deduced that she should confront her mate about how he actually feels. Confrontation really isn't her thing, but with Acorn it should be fine. Ah! There he is.
Her eyes land on a familiar striped pelt, her gaze softening at the sight of him working again- as expected. She pads over to him (although a bit warily), her tail curled tightly around her leg loosening it's grip slightly.

"Hi honey, can we talk for a sec?" She requests, keeping her voice down as not to dusturb any kits or queens.

Her stutter always evaporates when she's with him, it's nice to be completely at peace for once in her life. She nuzzles his shoulder gently, brushing pelts with him.


@Luna16

Acornfall shook some moss and feathers from his pelt. There were so many kits in ThunderClan these days, it seemed these nests always needed changing. Not to mention maintaining the structural integrity of the den walls. So focused on his task was he that he didn’t notice his mate approach until he heard her sweet voice. Acornfall turned abruptly, purring loudly as Briarmask called him by his new favorite name and stepped close enough for their pelts to brush. He was about to nuzzle her little head right back, but then his gaze noticed her tail wrapped around her leg.

Acornfall’s brows furrowed with concern, and he curled his tail around Briarmask’s flank. “What’s wrong my love?” He asked, touching his muzzle to her head. “Did something happen?” The thought of it, the simple though, caused his fur to bristle slightly. The concept that somecat had said something that upset Briarmask already had him making a mental list of steps to take. First foremost being to fetch Mothflame and Silverleopard, he was certain they’d want in on the bloodshed. Calm yourself, Acorn. It’s possible that maybe you accidentally missed a meal. That was entirely possible. He was pretty scatter-brained.

[nyme]

IN A DREAM YOU SAW A WAY TO SURVIVE
AND YOU WERE FULL OF JOY

── ⋅ ⋅ ── ❊ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──

GOLDENPAW . HE/SHE/THEY . STARCLAN; FORMER THUNDERCLANNER
WORLDWEAVER T1

[ spiritual encounter active: post 1/2 ]

Aaaaand....he's back here again! Wow. The process was a little easier this time; a subtle press, a trained focus, and then the stars give away to the warm milk-sweet shadows of the nursery. Thunderclan nursery. Goldenpaw's chest aches and he finds that amusing, seeing as he has no real heart. Not anymore.

Anyway, the clearing's recently been subject to interference from less savory elements, so she's settling in here now. A mossball earlier, for Ghostkit, had been fairly easy to will into being, but now Goldenpaw has her heart set on something else. Focus, again. Intent. Then—

[ worldweaver T1 active ]

There. At Goldenpaw's spectral paws, an unseasonably fat mouse.

"He-lloooo, ladies 'n babies and others. If anyone's hungry, this is for you."

[ OPEN ]