ThunderClan Clearing

[c1nder]

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

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he sniffled. he missed mama driz, he missed kes, he missed pops. was his family cursed? "rose. honey. promise me you two wont leave, okay?" his mind kept flashing with that day pops died. drizzlekit missed his brother.

he turned his head to see his father, papa bird! his tail looked like a snake twitching with anticipation. maybe he could practice his hunting crouch? he would be an apprentice soon, wouldnt he? he crept clumsily towards his father, and leapt towards his tail.

- @Dolomedes @burntToast @SuspiciousMindz @/others
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[Idiotic.Bean101]

art by ghostzyn on TH
Butterflypaw-She/Her
10 Moons
PURRKS
Agatha Kitty-Inactive


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Butterflypaw gave a small smile at what she believed was a compliment.

"Maybe!" She then replied "What do you think yours will be?"
She knows some kits like thinking about their warrior names.
She sure did.

So why not try a conversation on that.


@Nahbois

[Goldkit]

Red'fur padded out of the warriors den and sat on a large rock his tail flicked and twitched here and there as thoughts swarmed his head

{ @seeingstars }

[seeingstars]

Beechpaw ♣ She / Her ♣ Thunderclan apprentice

Beechpaw padded out of the apprentice den, she'd been needing just a few more lessons until she could FINALLY be a warrior. She couldn't wait to have that freedom! STARS it sounded so good.

Her eyes rested on one of the few warriors around camp "Hey! Redfur, right?" She called out, her tail swaying behind her as she approached the tom "Would you be willing to give me a basic combat lesson?" She asked, tilting her head.

{ @Sunstreak }

[Goldkit]

Red'fur looked at the apprentice "yeah sure I dont mind" he got up with a stretch, his muscles rippling under his dark fur, and padded out of camp and into a dusty clearing near camp

{ @seeingstars }

[Nahbois]

Breezekit
|| She/her || 1 Moon || just a Scratch ||

The kit's head canted at the question. It was easy to say what she didn't want the name to be, but what she did want? There were so many options. She let out a soft hum as she thought.

"I'd like Breezepet-" Breezekit caught herself. Breezepetal was nice, but what if it was too cute? Warriors couldn't have cute names! Right? She quickly spouted the first thing that came to mind, "Breezepounce! Because I'll be a great hunter! Or uh... Breezestep I guess. For the same reason."

( @Idiotic.Bean101 )

[Alchemist Kitsune]

| Sprucejumper |
18 Moons - ThunderClan Warrior
Kitty Softpaws [T2] - Active | Ultimate Predator - Inactive | Agatha Kitty - Inactive | Not Skiddin' Around - Active | Amnesia - Active

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His emotionless mask well in place - truthfully, the tom sometimes wondered if he even remembered how to emote well enough to do so - he inwardly panicked as it swiftly became evident that this she-cat... had no designs upon leaving. And good heavens... she talked a lot! More than Speaks-a-Lot had, and that cat talked so much she actively visited him in his dreams after death to keep talking to him. That was commitment to talking, damn it. How was this one even worse?!

The onslaught of questions was like a strike at his nerves, each one hitting a different weak spot. Sprucejumper couldn't help it. He soon found himself quirking a brow at the tornado of words that THE ENEMY passed for conversation, admittedly forgetting half of the things she had asked before the next question was fired away. A part of him almost considered standing up and walking away. Alright... that was a lie. He most definitely considered standing up and walking away, no question about it. Until he heard one of the few names that mattered to him. Mudhound. Them, Firebloom, and Snotzilla were the only cats worth thinking about in ThunderClan... and with The Boulder he got his daily doses of incessant chatter anyways. He didn't need this one to take their place... hmph!

The thought of them giving him pause, the former housecat remained in place, a slight hint of jealousy crossing his gaze before it went blank once more. It seemed THE ENEMY was already in nickname terms with The Boulder, which meant that she was in constant contact with them... or at least, that's what he had to assume was the case. And yet ever since the illness that had plagued ThunderClan, the tom hadn't been able to get a word in to his former mentor. He had tried, of course... Well, maybe not with words... but he had been unsuccessful. The feline had not reacted. Not really cared for their existence. Maybe just like his family before him having arrived to the forest they were... done with him? Yeah... that tracked. Cats only kept you around until they bored of you, after all, and everyone knew how boring he was. He'd made a point of it... Well, everyone except THE ENEMY, clearly.

Ear twitching as the apprentice finally silenced herself, leaving her final question to linger in the air, Sprucejumper settled on an unamused scowl. Excuse her? Grumpy? Grumpy?! How dare she?! Yes, he was boring, uninteresting, and perhaps even a little aloof... but grumpy?! That was almost as foul as being compared with Angry herself!

A snort escaped him as he deliberated, half tempted to place his paws on his head and pretend he couldn't hear her. That would show her who was grumpy! Hmph! But instead, he paused once more, realizing that he... did not know? Did he have friends? And more importantly... did it matter? He had thought The Boulder his friend, but clearly that wasn't the case at all. Snotzilla was his apprentice, so clearly they weren't friends... more partners until she gained her warrior name and wasn't forced to hang around him anymore. And then there was Firebloom... who was kind, and always pleasant to be around, but he wouldn't consider himself a friend to her. True, he liked checking her every now and then to make sure she wasn't too lonely, but really, he was certain she had real friends to talk to and spend time with whenever he wasn't around...

It dawned on him that realistically speaking, he had no one. If he were to choose to leave the clan this instance, nobody would probably even realize he was gone. This was a good thing, of course. He had worked hard to become unapproachable. He didn't want to know about other cats and other cats didn't want to know about him, and that's how it should always be. Besides, letting others get close to you always ended in disappointment or betrayal. Everyone was destined to die alone, and surrounding yourself with false hope that would inevitably lead to heartbreak just made surviving through it all the more unbearable to deal with. And yet he felt an emptiness inside as he realized this, uncertain as to why. Avoiding confusion overtaking him, he shrugged before crossing his paws before him and setting his head there, closing his eyes as if to let her know the conversation was over with a singular word as his response.

"Irrelevant."

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@Minku [Quackpaw]

[seeingstars]

Beechpaw ♣ She / Her ♣ Thunderclan apprentice

She grinned and nodded back enthusiastically, bouncing off after the tom. Her tail gently swaying behind her as she slowed to a stop in the dusty clearing. She hadn't been here before, at least not to train. Beechpaw had been all over the territory but this was her first time doing anything here.

She turned to face Redfur, crouching into a hunters crouch, her tail lashing behind her as she waited for instruction. All she knew, she knew from playfighting as a kit, so she hoped she was doing it right.

{ @Sunstreak }

[Goldkit]

Red'fur smiled "Now, fighting isn't just claws and fury. It's about protecting your Clan, your family. You don't fight for the sake of hurting—never that. You fight to defend what matters. your first lesson is your stance Stand like this—feet planted, tail low but not touching the ground, shoulders relaxed but alert. Keep your weight balanced so you can spring either way in a heartbeat. Try copying me." he said, he did as he explained

{ @seeingstars }

[SillyLittleCherry]

Originally Posted by Marigoldwhisper

Reddove
He, Him\Warrior\23 moons\Thunderclan
"Just believe in myself won't rely on others."


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Reddove turned his russet head as she approached, observing her. There was a lot of potential, as there always was with anycat, it just had to be tapped into, a feat that shouldn't prove difficult. However, Reddove could tell she was the chatty kind just by looking at her. Hopefully that wouldn't prove to be annoying.

"Got claws? Let's use 'em." He offered a small smile, shifting to look at his apprentice completely, even slouching slightly to get down to her level. He'd had younger siblings before, the movement was almost natural. He held out his paw to her, pads pale colored and marbled with darker streaks. He tossed some fur out of his face before he spoke, "You'll be dependin' on these just as much as your teeth. You've got a whole clan to protect, and it's honorable that you'd be willing to do anything, regardless if it benefits you are not." He tensed his paws, large needles revealed.

"These are better for less permanent injuries. But, if you use them well, there's nothing they can't do. Still, a bite is much easier to inflict injuries with. If you keep that short stature ya got there, aim at the legs, throat, and stomach." He leaned back a bit, giving his head a shake just to wave off any dust in the air. "You can also leap onto your opponent to reach their shoulders and lower back. Any injuries there could leave them in a world of hurt, which is exactly what you want."

Header by @/Estelle
Mantispaw
"My head's in the clouds but i don't feel close to the sun."

Huh neat. Mantispaw tensed her paws as her claws appeared. "Cool!" But she quickly put them back in.

So biting will do more to them. Good to know. She listened intently as her mentor listed where she should aim. Legs, throat, stomach. She'd keep that in mind. It'd probably come in handy one day. If she ever was in a battle.

"That's so cool! I'll keep all of that in mind. Thanks!"