ThunderClan Clearing

[Poprock]

Maplemouse
Warrior || She/her ||13 Moons || Lanky tortoiseshell she-cat with one green eye and one blue eye

The Thunderclan clearing would take some getting used to. Windclan had been open, nothing but space to run and lounge and feel the breeze on your pelt. This clearing was... not that. Greenery spread throughout the camp like a parasite - latching on to anything it could. Thick trees towered so high above; one could assume Starclan played on the tops of their branches. Maplemouse sat in the shade of one of those mighty trees, silently observing the daily life of Thunderclan.

Until of course... an unwanted visitor appeared. A creature so disgusting and horrifying that even the greatest of warriors would fall to their knees. A spider. 8 long spindly legs scurried across her spotted pelt like it had a meeting it was late for. Everywhere had bugs, but in the open fields of Windclan or the twoleg made alleyways she had lived in she had never dealt with something so terrifying. Surely the others could forgive her for what was about to happen.

MRRROW! Maplemouse yelped, immediately jerking around like she had caught fire. Getoffgetoffgetoffgetoffgetoff GET OFF!!!!


Was this how she died? One day into her new life and a creature the size of her toe bean was going to be her end??? Oh somebody HELP!
(Open!)

[c1nder]

「 ✦ Drizzlepaw ✦ 」

➳ Thunderclan Apprentice | He/Him | 6 moons [ + every 19th]
➳ Bewitched [damp!], the collector, Killer Aptitude [Too Young]

➳ medium-furred, blue-gray cat with blue eyes.
➳ shy, bold, caring
❧ Driz often portrays grief and depression, interact with caution

"Don't cry. Don't despair. Now's not the time for that."​

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uh oh.

he heard a yelp. what was happening? who was hurt? his sleepy gaze swept across camp until he spotted a cat freaking the hell out. wasnt this one of them new clanmates? maplemouse, if he remembered correctly.

in any case, he sprung up to investigate. uhhhh was that a spider on her fur?

he raised his paw to bat it off, knocking it to the ground. "hello! uhm... maplemouse, right? are you... good and all?"

- @Poprock

[sylvia26]

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DarkWater
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Tom | 12 moons old | ThunderClan warrior | half clan blood
"I gotta try my hardest to prove I'm more than just a mistake!"
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he hums "you can sit with me or at the edge and watch from a safe far away place that's not crowded..." he smiles a little "and after the gathering, you can take a long nap and wont have to do training for...hm..lets say 2 days?" he hoped this would have the apprentice to go...just a little bit at a time..no more nose biting...
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@BEAR. [darkwater will never stick his nose by another again- he's traumatized-/silly]
[ he still loves his apprentice]

[calix_is_silly]

Raccoonpaw went to the gathering, glancing back at his mentor.

[crow.]

Originally Posted by calix_is_silly

Raccoonpaw went to the gathering, glancing back at his mentor.

Hickorysmoke limped up calmly, ears perked. "How bout you report back to your mentor what happened at the Gathering, hm? So itll be like he was there."

[calix_is_silly]

Originally Posted by crow.

Hickorysmoke limped up calmly, ears perked. "How bout you report back to your mentor what happened at the Gathering, hm? So itll be like he was there."

Raccoonpaw smiled up at the older warrior. "That's smart!! I didn't think about that!"

[crow.]

Originally Posted by calix_is_silly

Raccoonpaw smiled up at the older warrior. "That's smart!! I didn't think about that!"

The large tom chuckled, flicking an ear. "Then let's get ya outta here hm?"

[namen_roodles]

 

Originally Posted by Dolomedes

"The Rose Petal Princess!"

Rosepaw
#TheBlossoming
@namen_roodles

Rosepaw sighed and looked towards Flintclaw as the deputy offered training, reminding her that yes, he had promised to take her out to do some predator defensive type training. That seemed so long ago now, but maybe that was because so much has suddenly happened in her comparatively short life. "I don't have any battle training yet, annoyingly enough," She glanced away, once more finding a reason to glare at nothing in particular before seemingly growing tired of being upset with a sway of her tail. "I haven't really done much with Brackenclaw at all. He doesn't make sense and he doesn't let me ask questions like you do... well not in the same way."

Her mind went back to their first outing, where Brackenclaw seemed sure that Rosepaw needed to go over the basics when she has learned and practiced and even taught the basics of hunting to other apprentices- then brings up things out of nowhere and acts surprised when Rosepaw gets upset. "This one time we were talking about hunting because I was showing him my hunting crouch and he told me that 'I was moving too fast' or something and I was confused by that- but then he mentioned like rolling in mud to cover your scent and I was like, 'I've never seen any patrol do that ever, nor has anyone mentioned that for hunting before' and then Brackenclaw goes 'oh well actually, that's because it doesn't relate to hunting and is about this one specific time back in I was on my trip for the cure and had to hide away from something like 10 times your size, Rosepaw.'"

Her voice was weirdly low whenever imitating Brackenclaw and looking back at it, the interaction was weirder then she remembered- why did he bring up that story? Was Brackenclaw trying to scare Rosepaw into listening to him with all that monster-predator talk? Just who did he think he was, honestly. "I don't understand him, and he acts like I'm creating a fuss when I question him accordingly. If you want less questions then make more sense."

FLINTCLAW
Thunderclan Deputy | 23 moons | Massive, scarred dark tabby tom with pale blue eyes.
Killer Aptitude T1 | Just a scratch
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Flintclaw listened closely to Rosepaw's compaints about her mentor. In all honestly, the deputy had sparingly little interactions with the hornet that had become her mentor. Brackenclaw was a big cat, and apparently worth quite a bit if he had been promoted amongst Thunderclan's elites. It sounded like the large tom was all over the place, though he couldn't tell where it was the hornet's fault or Rosepaw's own assertive nature.

Actually, now that he thought about it, it was probably a mixture of things. Generally incompatible while they learned about one another. "Sounds like a good lesson in learning to work with those you wouldn't normally get along with," He mused to the apprentice. Perhaps that might help her see it in a new light. "No one teaches the same ways, and everyone has... their quirks." He really didn't like a lot of the 'quirks' some clanmates had... didn't mean that he wouldn't work with them, though. Might avoid them socially, but when did he ever seek anyone out socially?

"And don't forget that you can reach out to others for training. Your mentor will set the pace however they prefer, but if you're ready to learn more and faster, then go for it." Flintclaw encouraged any apprentice to use their resources to get others to teach them. "Reaching out has the benefit of building stronger bonds with other warriors in the clan, as well." He offered in case she was feeling iffy about it. In the end, while most of the weight of her training was on Brackenclaw, it never hurt for the others in the clan to teach apprentices whether they have apprentices of their own or not.

[Dreamingstars]

(Art credit goes to Starfall)
DRAGONFLYPAW
Thunderclan Medicine Cat Apprentice ~ 10 moons ~ She/Her
"If you're going to be mean, then do it elegantly."
Prison Escape T1 | Silver Tongue T1
Posts: 8/100

Dragonflypaw had been lounging in the Clearing, thinking. She would need training- Butterflybrook was a warrior already. Even though she was the Medicine Cat Apprentice now, she would still be an excellent warrior. No point in healing if she can't defend herself long enough to stay alive. So. Herbs from Treetiger, battle from.. Whoever she could find. Maybe Father... She would bother Flintclaw for a Territory Tour. Tail flicking elegantly, the she-cat turned her bright yellow eyes across the camp, gaze drifting lazily across the Clearing and cats within.

An awful smell interrupted her relaxed state, and the apprentice wrinkled her nose, looking for the source. A flame-coloured warrior caught her eye, one heavily scarred and painted with rosette patterns. Dragonflypaw narrowed her sunrise coloured eyes, and looked the warrior over, wondering what the stench was from. It didn't take long for her sharp eyes to pick it up- A hideous wound on the she-cat's leg. Clearly, she needed to go to the Medicine Den and get healed- But clearly, she was not. With a slight snort, the Medic Apprentice stood up, uncoiling gracefully, like a snake.

Silently, she padded over to Mothflame. Pausing for a moment, the dark, cream speckled she watched the warrior for a moment more. Then she walked slowly into her field of vision. "Hello." Dragonflypaw said cooly, eyes meeting hers easily. After a moment of thinking, she spoke again. "Mothflame, right? The one who went on the second otter patrol?" When Mothflame responded, she would state the reason why she came over. Hopefully Treetiger wouldn't mind another patient.

@Star [Mothflame]

[Star]

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Mothflame
Fluffy leopard-spotted she-cat with dichroic eyes and a scar covering half her face.
She/Her | 29 Moons | + every 19th | ThunderClan Warrior | Sweet but Deadly

Purrks:
Killer Aptitude T3 [INACTIVE] • Ultimate Predator [Permanently Active] • Just a Scratch [Permanently Active]
. 。・゜✭・.・✫゜・。.

. 。・゜✭・.・✫゜・。.

Mothflame was completely fine. Wait, no. She wasn't completely fine. There were still issues with her damned leg, but other than that, she was fine! That was all the more reasons she should stop thinking about it. Maybe it was just sore. She didn't think it would be much of a bother.

So when Dragonflypaw of all cats decided she was the perfect victim of small-talk, her ears (or what was remaining of it) pinned against her head. She showed no signs of hostility, but she wanted to know why she was being approached by the medic. Any other apprentice, and she'd have assumed it was for training.

"Yes I was," the she-cat nodded, eyeing Dragonflypaw. "Can I help you?"

{ @Dreamingstars }

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