Loonpaw | he/him | @Starphobia sorry for taking abit to get the starter out rip
Loonpaw yawned a bit as he padded out of the apprentices den, eyes squinting against the glare of the sun. It was a bit later than he would've liked, but it wasnt as bad as it could've been. Sunhigh was still a ways away, at least, so he hadnt overslept too much. He took a second to stretch out his limbs, no longer burdened the tighter quarters of the den nor the chance of accidentally stepping on a still sleeping apprentice. Would Mountaintalon take him out for training today? He couldnt really say the idea thrilled him. Well, maybe he could find something to do around camp until he knew for sure about that.
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Fluffy leopard-spotted she-cat with dichroic eyes and a scar covering half her face.
She/Her | 28 Moons | ThunderClan Warrior | Sweet but Deadly
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Just another day in ThunderClan, Mothflame supposed. Maybe not as normal as it was before, what with the sickness all around. Speaking of, Mothflame still needed to get done the work she had been assigned by Bumblestar. As she thought about how she would pull things off, she just so happened to walk past the Apprentices' Den, spotting an apprentice stepping out in the process. Specifically, Loonpaw. She recognized him. Why not a warm greeting?
"Hello, Loonpaw," Mothflame purred, giving a small nod and a friendly smile. She hoped her scar didn't seem so intimidating to the younger cat. "Lovely day, no?"
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Fluffy leopard-spotted she-cat with dichroic eyes and a scar covering half her face.
She/Her | 28 Moons | ThunderClan Warrior | Sweet but Deadly
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Just another day in ThunderClan, Mothflame supposed. Maybe not as normal as it was before, what with the sickness all around. Speaking of, Mothflame still needed to get done the work she had been assigned by Bumblestar. As she thought about how she would pull things off, she just so happened to walk past the Apprentices' Den, spotting an apprentice stepping out in the process. Specifically, Loonpaw. She recognized him. Why not a warm greeting?
"Hello, Loonpaw," Mothflame purred, giving a small nod and a friendly smile. She hoped her scar didn't seem so intimidating to the younger cat. "Lovely day, no?"
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Loonpaw | he/him
At the greeting from Mothflame, Loonpaw dipped his head slightly in return. He had of course seen the warrior around camp a fair few times, but he couldn't remember if they had ever spoken to each other. Well, there was a first time for everything, he supposed.
He didn't exactly match her smile, but he still held what he at least thought was a warm..ish expression. Maybe warm was a bit of a stretch, but he was at least trying not to look standoffish or outright bored. "I guess so" he hummed in response, "if only the situation were better, we might actually be able to enjoy it"
At the greeting from Mothflame, Loonpaw dipped his head slightly in return. He had of course seen the warrior around camp a fair few times, but he couldn't remember if they had ever spoken to each other. Well, there was a first time for everything, he supposed.
He didn't exactly match her smile, but he still held what he at least thought was a warm..ish expression. Maybe warm was a bit of a stretch, but he was at least trying not to look standoffish or outright bored. "I guess so" he hummed in response, "if only the situation were better, we might actually be able to enjoy it"
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Fluffy leopard-spotted she-cat with dichroic eyes and a scar covering half her face.
She/Her | 28 Moons | ThunderClan Warrior | Sweet but Deadly
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Mothflame nodded, thinking for a while.
"Right. Things aren't as what it used to be, not that it was any better before the sickness started spreading..." Mothflame shrugged. "But cats weren't suffering and dying left and right, you know?"
She paused, thinking whether or not to ask how the apprentice was doing. She expected a normal answer, something like "fine" or "okay", but you can never be sure.
"So, Loonpaw, how are you doing?" It didn't seem like Loonpaw was sick, so that was at least reassuring. The less sick cats, the better. "Your training going well?"
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Falconkit’s moment of satisfying fury was cut short, barely lasting a few heartbeats before another kit approached, her presence as unwelcome as a cold breeze. His paws froze mid-swipe, hanging over the shredded body of a poor, unfortunate mouse. Slowly, he turned his head toward her, his neck twisting like an owl sizing up a meal. His sharp, unblinking eyes met her worried gaze with the kind of irritation that spoke of endless frustrations.
“Fighting, duhhh! What does it look like I’m doing?” His voice dripped with disdain as he rolled his eyes, the gesture punctuating his opinion of her interruption. What a dumb kit.
Without a second thought, Falconkit flicked his ears dismissively and turned his back on her. His claws sank back into the pile, and with renewed intensity, he tore into it once more, each slash more savage than the last.
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Brackenclaw- He/Him, 25 moons old, Thunderclan Hornet, Straight. Purrks: Just a Scratch.
Brackenclaw had finished the patrol with the Badger, and Foxes and all without getting hurt. Not just that but Brackenclaw also was named a Hornet of Thunderclan. And while Brackenclaw really didn't expect to be acknowledged for his work he wasn't about to be ungrateful. He respected Wolfhive too much for this to be the case. Instead he decided to just keep it on the downlow and instead just carry on with how things had always been. Brackenclaw never did anything for glory or fame everything he did was for Thunderclan and that was the long and short of his motivations. Brackenclaw however, did have something he needed to do. He was tasked with two whole Apprentices to train and Brackenclaw didn't like having downtime instead he was always trying to do something that might benefit the Clan whether that be hunting, border patrol, or herb gathering, or even training the next generation. Brackenclaw never stopped and thus now he was approaching where he saw his Apprentices Mothpaw and Antpaw. Brackenclaw didn't have any problems with Mothpaw but he was concerned about the apparent attitude of Antpaw something he knew he would have to iron out. Brackenclaw would call out. "Antpaw! Mothpaw! Come today I'm going to teach you how to hunt." Brackenclaw would tell the apprentices he wasn't going to leave the Camp though given everything that had happened instead he was gonna teach them the crouch here and later when everything is safer he planned on taking them hunting. @Badwolf @Desert Rain Frog
Chasmkit's ears perked up as she heard Burnedpaw calling out. She quickly got up and looked around to see if there were any kits nearby. There weren't. Chasmkit shouted, "Yes, I am okay! Thank you." It was going to take a while for her to eat the whole bird. A few feathers from the magpie were fluttering since the wind picked up.
What the hell?? Bumblestar thought this guy had been told to leave! His voice had her swinging her head around from the other side of the clearing to watch her kid and her mate confront Wildtwist - only for Wolfhive to fall straight through on the other side.
So he was dead. That was where he ended up. Not exactly a surprise.
Lips pulled back into a snarl, she hurried over to stand beside Violetfreckle. Damned spirits, always thinking they could waltz in wherever and whenever they wanted! "You're not supposed to be here," she barked. "Go back to whatever part of the sky you came from before I figure out a way to physically send you packin'. Whatever it is you've gotta say, I'm not interested."
Burnedpaw tilted his head at the kit, exchanging a glance with Splitpaw. "Are you...eating that on your own?" He inquired. It seemed like too big of a piece of prey for such a small kit.
Dawnkit´s shriek caught Larkswoop´s attention, having green eyes flick over to her and....Falconkit shredding prey? A groan left the warrior´s throat as she got to her paws and padded over to the two kits. No other cat was dealing with them, so she would have to.
´´Dawnkit, stop yowling. There are sick cats trying to rest,´´ She scolded the she-kit gently before narrowing her eyes and turning her attention to Falconkit. Larkswoop stepped between the kit and the fresh-kill pile. ´´And you, Falconkit, stop shredding the food. The warriors and apprentices of ThunderClan work hard to catch that prey,´´ The broad-shouldered meowed firmly.
Sparing a glance at the shredded mouse through green eyes, the ThunderClanner sighed, disappointment visible in her eyes and clear in her voice. ´´You, Falconkit, will be coming with me to Bumblestar´s den. Let´s see what she has to say about this.´´ Grabbing the shredded mouse as evidence, Larkswoop nudged Falconkit toward the ThunderClan Leader´s den.
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