ThunderClan Stormcrest

[Bean]

- Wolfpaw -
- He/Him - 6 Moons - ThunderClan Apprentice -
- A large dark brown tabby tom with green eyes and a missing hind leg -

Wolfpaw's steady gaze lay on Bumblestar as the leader went through announcements, and soon she reached the problem.

Springlight was dead.

Their only medicine cat.

Dead.

Wolfpaw's jaw dropped. How?? An owl?? Okay now Wolfpaw really didn't like owls. He looked over to Mudhound, hoping for some comfort. But they were called to the leaders den, and he didn't even have time to speak. The young tom watched as Mudhound limped away, tears streaming down Wolfpaw's eyes. How did ThunderClan end up like this? Destroyed. Ruined. Just like him. "...yeah," he whispered to himself before picking himself up and limping back to the apprentice den.

[ @Rani ]

[constellation]

ACORNTUFT
// TC // Warrior // She/Her // 24 Moons //
// Aphrodite Giant + Khao Manee //

A cat had died. Acorntuft knew that. Springlight had fallen to a tragic death. A sob escaped Acorn’s throat when her leader shared the bloody news. She fell to her paws and whispered comfort to herself, because she knew no other cat was going to.

Before the meeting had been called, the large she-cat had been walking around the clearing, shaking off sleep. She’d taken a nap in the sun, trying to catch up on all of the missed rest that had fallen victim to nightmares. Bumblestar’s voice had summoned her, and Acorntuft had made her way to the Stormcrest, thinking something cool would happen, like a new apprentice or a new warrior.

She had been so wrong.

The horrible death of the ThunderClan medicine cat. That was not cool. Acorntuft hated death. It made her feel sick to the bottom of her stomach. It made her want to shut the world out, and get rid of all the noise that plagued her.

When Bumblestar broke the news to Acorntuft, and her Clanmates, Acorntuft wanted to go hide in a corner and throw up. Springlight had met a bloody end, by owl talons. What a way to go.

Acorn stood from her spot, shakily grasping onto her breath, and made her way to the warriors’ den slowly, her eyes dull with shock. Who would heal her wounds? Who would help her recover from battles? Who would help her find her place, after such a terrible time as an apprentice? Springlight had done most of that, and more. Acorn stood outside of the warriors’ den, and then turned aside. She found a spot in a patch of weeds, and lay down to close her eyes and… who knew.

She just wanted to be alone.

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[Estelle]

Poppypaw had left the meeting, panicked and broken by the news of Springlight's disappearance (though remaining in camp). Asterkit, however, finally poked her little head out of the nursery, watching the blurry shape atop the stone with curiosity. Springlight, one of their medics? Gone, taken by an owl. A great creature of much wisdom and strength, downed to take the cat up high... What was it like to fly? The feeling of her clanmates being brought up so high sat unwell with her, and yet she wondered.