autumnheart lays in the clearing huffing as he does so, just recently leaving the warrior den. His gaze looked around him He hummed a soft tune to himself before pulling himself to a seat "I ain't sure what others are doing right now, but I hope it ain't too hard." he mews to himself. his ear flicks, for once, he's actually having a nice day.
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Larkswoop was laying in the clearing, her tail swaying behind her as she watched the cats constantly moving in front of her. Familiar gray-and-white tabby fur caught the ThunderClanner´s eye, and Larkswoop recognized her brother at once.
´´Breezepool!´´ The warrior let out a purr, getting to her paws and approaching him in a couple of swift bounds. Larkswoop touched her nose to Breezepool´s ear. ´´I haven´t been able to talk to you. How are things going?´´
Larkswoop saw her brother every night in the warriors´ den, but she was always too tired to talk to him, and she was sure that Breezepool felt the same way.
↟ Breezepool ↟
"the most stupid decision ive ever made" thunderclan - he/they - 29 moons
This whole lockdown thing stunk.
Sure, Breezepool didnt choose to leave camp very often anyways, but having the choice to go out for a walk or something taken away really bothered him somehow. He got why the lockdown was in place, but it didnt stop it from being annoying, afterall, his favourite sunning rock was out by the old camp. Maybe if he asked Bumblestar if he could go out hunting she’d let him, as long as he brought something back it would be okay.
The tom grumbled and got to his paws, the sun had shifted off his spot again. He knew he should try and be productive but there wasn't all that much to do. Maybe he should go check in on that apprentice from the other night? But as soon as the thought crossed his mind it left again, at the sight of his littermate bounding up to him.
"Oh, hey" he meowed, a small purr rumbling in his chest, as he gave her a playful bat with his paw. "I’m good, I’m good. Not been up to much with the whole, uh, thing." Breezepool added, indicating to the crowded clearing. He’d seen his sister around the camp, and in the evenings, but they haven't really gotten a chance to chat, same thing with wills too. It was a shame, really, he should be putting more effort into staying close with his kin. "You? How are you doin’ with that apprentice of yours?" Did mentors get special allowances to leave the camp for training? He had no clue.
IN A DREAM YOU SAW A WAY TO SURVIVE
AND YOU WERE FULL OF JOY
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GOLDENPAW . 6 MOONS . HE/SHE/THEY . THUNDERCLAN
"Ohh...feathernest...I've been meanin' to pad mine out with some stuff, just haven't decided what. Ma had hers, in the nursery, stuuuuffed with feathers 'n ferns 'n stuff...I'd've stolen some but she gave it up t'some other queen on her way out." Goldenpaw whisked his tail against the ground idly, seemingly for no other reason than a desire to fidget. "Guess I gotta go find my ownnnn bedding like a big cat.
Stormpaw mentions a Dawnpaw which is a name Goldenpw has certainly heard around—like any other name; clan life, etcetera—but he doesn't yet know who that is, and Stormpw seems excited about 'em, so it seems like a good topic of discussion. "Dawnpaw, who's that? Sibling? Other buddy a'yours?"
They'd keep the questions coming, only, something's—up. Alpinepaw has gone from merely quiet to something else, something that has Goldenpaw's mottled ears pricking in concern.
"Heyyyy uh, Alpinepaw, you good?" Cypresspaw sees it too. Goldenpaw watches him step in, sweeping his meal aside and hunkering down close to comfort the upset apprentice. They're charmed and relieved by the display in equal measure; Cypresspaw seems like a really good buddy to have around, and if he's known Alpinepaw for a while then that probably makes him the best cat here right now to provide comfort. Goldenpaw would have no trouble snuggling up to someone wigging out over something but they know that most panicked cats really really really don't want some stranger breathing on them like that.
"Is there anyone we need'a go get?" A mentor, maybe? Family? One of their medicine cats, even??
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"Flower day..." Some time later, Goldenpaw is sprawled across the ground, belly to the sky. She's a little hoarse and rickety sounding—courtesy of a lingering, weather-induced cough; dang apprentice's den collapse!—and hasn't been very attentive at the moment. Frankly, she wants a nap, but that's more of a body-want than a mind-want and she'd rather chew thorns than give up on her mind-wants just to sleep the day away. She already does that plenty when she's healthy.
The faint concern she's got right now is that the sleep-monster might come back if she's sick. The last time she'd met it, Goldenpaw had been sicker than ever—feeling under the weather again just seems like an awful good way to lead it back to her.
So she just won't do that. Sleep can resume when she's healthy. It'll be fine.
Only, they just dozed right then. Whoops. Goldenpaw jerks, startling themself awake over nothing and rolling back the right way up to blink around the clearing. Uh. Is Flower Day still a thing, or had they nap-dreamed all of that? The mottled youth stretches up to his paws and shakes off, glancing around to find—
Oh, cool. Good. Great.
"Cypressstormbuddies hold up I'm comin'—gimme a sec," he rasps. "If you take all the good flowers I'll cry 'n cry 'n cry...nobody wants to see that. You better save some for Alpinepaw, too, if she shows up."
《Cypresspaw》
|| He/him | ThunderClan apprentice | Light brown tom with soft green eyes and white paws | Lucky duck t.1 ||
Cypresspaw waved at Goldenpaw with his tail enthusiastically, mewing “Well c’mon then!” His ears perked up and his fur bristled excitedly as he spotted a clump of spiky white flowers. “Stormpaw - Goldenpaw! Look! These are so pretty!” he bounded over, half sticking his face into the clump, looking for some big and undamaged ones. ”Th’y s’m s’ g’d!” a muffled mew came from the clump, which was supposed to read, ‘they smell so good’. The day past, the sun rose in the sky and fell again, the friends dashed around the clearing finding lots of flowers, putting them in their fur and laughing and playing. But no sign of Alpinepaw. Maybe she was busy. Huh. “I’ll take some of these back for Alpie, ok?” He meowed, picking up a bundle of the flowers they collected. “My review of today is that was a pretty good flower day!!” He decided happily. “Oh look- stars!”…
Larkswoop approached her brother with a warm purr, her green eyes brightening at the sight of him. She returned his playful bat with a light swat of her own, enjoying the familiar comfort of their sibling bond. "Hey, Breezepool," she meowed, her tone affectionate. "This whole lockdown is a pain, isn't it? Makes the camp feel a lot smaller."
She sat down beside him, glancing around the crowded clearing as she listened to his question. "As for my apprentice, Ravenpaw's doing well, all things considered. We've been working on some basics, but with the lockdown, it's been tough to keep things interesting. We don't even get to leave camp."
Larkswoop sighed softly, her tail flicking against the ground. "I think it's frustrating for both of us. Ravenpaw's eager to learn, and I want to make sure she gets the experience she needs, but there’s only so much we can do in camp." She paused, giving Breezepool a curious look. "What about you? Managed to find anything to keep yourself busy, or are you just counting down the moments until this is over?"
♡StormPaw♡
Male | 9 Moons | ThunderClan Apprentice | Mentor: Skunk’Ridge | Posts: 46/100
light gray tabby tom with fluffy cloud-like fur and stormy blue eyes. his ears have white fur tufts at the top
Purrks: None
Interaction For: @Eucalyptuspaw @nyme
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Storm’Paw was happy to have a flower day with his friends, having super-speed the second one of them would call him over to look at a cool or pretty or weird flower. It was so refreshing and carefree! (And nice to not have training for a day). He found these really gorgeous blue flowers that sort of matched his pelt, and some other ones that were yellow, and matched his personality. He had rolled around and placed both. That’s cause two things. One, his fur to be really messy, and two, his fur to be covered in really pretty flowers! He enjoyed spending the day with his friends and being so free! (Just free in the confinements of camp) and has hardly noticed at the day came to an end and the sky had gotten darker. He wasted a whole day?—no, not wasted. That fun time wasn’t a waste. He spent a whole day having fun? It’s crazy how quickly time passes!
Bumblestar had taken up her usual spot near the camp's entrance, angled sideways so that she could keep an eye on both incoming and outgoing warriors. Sudden movement caught the corner of her eye and she turned her head to see Mistheart stood up on her hind legs like some sort of wannabe Twoleg. Her nose wrinkled.
"Yo!" she called. "The hell are you doin'? You look like you're gonna hurt yourself!"
~ Mistheart ~
Speak of the devil... Giving Bumblestar a small crooked smile as she plopped back down from her scouting position at her comment, the small grey warrior skittered over to greet her with a small dip of her head.
"Mornin Bumblestar--hope you're havin a good one so far--I was um... I was hoping to ask you a quick question," she chittered, grey eyes glancing over to the medicine cat's den before returning to Bumblestar. "I know uh... I know we just got some new medicine cats (and I'm not terribly sure how much they know yet), but I was wondering if I could perhaps offer some uh--some help in replenishing herb stores for them."
"I know some good spots for marigold, and ragweed, nettles, OH and juniper berries too. And cobwebs are always fun to hunt down! I just--I did a lot of herb collecting for Drizzlecloud, so I uh... wanted to know where I could help out now while we're in lockdown."
Perhaps she'd be able to pop out on an officially sanctioned little treasure hunt! Besides, there were only so many little pebbles and leaves she could find in camp...
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“All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us.”
☆FireflyKit☆
Female | 0 Moons | ThunderClan Kit | Posts: 7/10
fluffy white she-cat with light orange-golden spots and yellow eyes. lots of neck fluff
Purrks: None
Interaction For: @Starfall
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Finally, FireflyKit has escaped those incompetent fur-brains called her siblings. Obviously she was the better one of them all (and the favorite). It would be nice to see her father without the distraction of them being around! They just caused chaos, stress, and less of a spotlight for herself! (Like—how rude can a cat get?). She scanned the clearing with narrowed eyes, seeing each cat and praying to StarClan that she saw her father among them.
Hawkthorn cringed and looked at his paws. "I was just trying to-" He started before Flowernose cut him off. "Trying to bully another cat?" Flowernose spat and walked inside the warrior den. Hawkthron shook his head. "Geez. There must still be snips of the Flowernose treatment sneaking out of there." He joked.
[Antpaw] Apprentice|7 moons|Thunderclan
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(For some reason I'm not getting any notifs for mentions or quotes at all, so that's why my reply was late. Sorry. Going to ask to get it fixed.)
Antpaw nods, standing up. "Good luck with Mom," He meows to Hawkthorn, the corners of his mouth turning up slightly. Although Flowernose was not happy about what had happened, evidently she was much unhappier at Hawkthorn and not him. Flowernose treatment and all.
He'll have to get some prey from the fresh kill pile and get some sleep. He's tired for the day.
There he was! Wolfhive wasn't bothering to mask how bristly his pelt was, how amped up he was over these bitter circumstances. There was nothing pleasant about this discussion, a conversation paved in the lifeblood of a queen.
Frankly, he was disgusted and he didn't hide the contempt as he squared up with the old man.
"How dare you?!" Though Wolfhive had tried to keep his composure, it was cracking from his anger and thus, his voice raised. "You knock up some she-cat and blatantly ignore not only her as she dies during kitting, but the children produced afterward?" Wolfhive's paw jerked to jab Spiderthroat in the chest. Wouldn't hurt him - well, not in a way that'd draw blood, but might hammer in how serious this was. "You're supposed to be a deputy. Cats're supposed to look up to you - so get your head out of your freakin' ass 'n act like it. Take responsibility for your actions and take care of your kits! It shouldn't be just on Softdaisy to raise 'em, it's on YOU as their goddamn father."
Another jab.
"And if you keep trying to ignore them, you'll have more to worry about than just being yelled at in the clearing!"
A final hiss, his tail lashing. "Do I make myself clear, Spiderthroat?"
If Wolfhive was angry, Softdaisy was exactly the same amount of pissed, or probably even more. She'd been half in, half out of the Nursery - trying to keep an eye on the kits in the clearing and the ones behind her in the den - when the Head Hornet's voice reached her ears. Spotting the object of his attention instantly proved to sour her mood - the reason behind why she'd been avoiding looking at the dilute calico tom for too long.
Hearing Wolfhive lay into their shared frustrating Clanmate had sparks of satisfaction bursting in Softdaisy's heart. She'd had to practically jump him with the kittens to get him to interact with her sweet, innocent little baby bugs that one time. So damn her if she was angry about it! Her littermate had died to give birth to his kits, and he was being an ungrateful ass!
The irritation in Softdaisy's expression only doubled when Spiderthroat said nothing. Nothing at all. "Tch. He doesn't even bother to respond. Typical. Some deputy." Softdaisy bristled, voice laced with annoyance. Spiderthroat just aimed to add negative point after negative point in her book, didn't he?
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