ThunderClan Clearing

[Splitmoon]

Splitpaw watched the kit with the big prey, she looked at Burnedpaw and they made eye contact. She blushed. Why did she blush? she thought, shaking her head she looked back at the kit. She was surprised that the kit could even try to pull it. While Burnedpaw asked one question she asked another. "Where is your mama?"

@Highsnow of Matterhorn @Luna16

[Bean]

[SPIRITUAL ENCOUNTER ACTIVATED 2/2]
[Worldweaver T2 used to make a dead badger]

Ok. What the hell. Within mere seconds of him appearing in the clearing, he 'tackled.' Well not really, his attacker just went straight through his body. Wolfhive. "Easy there buddy, don't hurt yerself trying ta hurt me," he muttered as another warrior came to help the young tom. FINALLY! only after two cats noticed leaf did Bumblestar decide to show. And,, boy oh boy nobody was really happy with them, eh? Wildtwist stood there, keeping a straight face. "Well too bad because you're gonna listen to what i say, capishe?

First off, I really am sorry. But you won't accept that. Trust is given through actions, not words. But know, I lost my memory and didn't regain it until i died. Its my own fault, and I left ThunderClan behind. I'm trying to make amends, and i hope this helps. Remember that starling in your den? That was me. So, I'm givin ya this," he paused, stepping back. "Get back," leaf hissed. Focusing, suddenly, a large figure appeared in the clearing.

A dead badger.

"Make good use of the food, 'pescially with leaf-fall comin. I know this won't make up for it fully, but I'm workin on fixin my mistakes. One step at a time. This won't be the last ya see of me, Bumblestar. So, might as well expect it. Til then, see ya," leaf said, smirking as his spirit started to fade. "also, make sure yer kid is good. Tried to tackle a spirit, that never ends well, it ends with their face in the ground." And with that, he was gone.

[ @dino. @BEAR. @vellichor ]

[Badwolf]

Originally Posted by Lightningpaw666

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

[Antpaw]
Apprentice|7 moons|Thunderclan

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There were few things Antpaw liked more than grooming himself while basking in the sunlight, but good news, training was one of them.

An early waker, he had been awake since dawn. Antpaw's eyes and limbs were lazy but energetic. As he hears his name being called, his eyes dart in crossways to look for the source of the noise. His new mentor. Finally, they were starting hunting training!

"Coming." He meows, his voice slightly husky; he had been about to close his eyes to go to sleep. Antpaw pads over to his mentor, his tail waving side to side in greeting. Antpaw had no doubt that they were going outside. It was a hunting lesson, after all. Weren't hunting lessons supposed to be done outside? And Brackenclaw was a hornet, so they didn't even need permissio from another cat. Antpaw doesn't say anything, but his eyes are fixed on the entrance of the camp, not knowing today was an indoor lesson.

[Rose]

Originally Posted by dino.

"No. We'll be remaining in camp." Mountaintalon fixed his eyes ahead as he headed toward an out-of-the-way spot of the clearing. "As much as I would prefer this conversation to remain private, I would rather not risk my rank to do so."

Once they were both settled, he turned a stern look on his daughter. "I don't want you around Wolfhive anymore. I know you're a warrior, but you are still young and you are still my daughter, and as your father, your safety is my top priority. The tom is diseased. His mother was, and whatever she had passed onto him. I don't want him giving whatever it is over to you."

[ @Rose ]

Shockhoney
She/Her | [ #flocklitterkestrel ]

"Deceased?!?!?" It took a few moments for Shockhoney's rather slow lately brain to catch up, and then to pinpoint the difference between diseased and... well, deceased. Ohhhh, wait, that made more sense. Instead of a walking talking Wolfhive having arisen from the dead.

"He's sick?" Wait, she knew that already. But what was so bad about it..? "Papa, I'm not that young anymore, I'm all grown up now- A lot of cats are getting sick, not just Wolfhive," Shockhoney barreled on, all of it in a single breath.

'Don't believe.. everything that ..crabapple tells you.'

Was it possible they were both wrong? Her Papa was no crabapple. "-and he's not so bad, I promise, he helped a little with my training—"