Re: What Lurks Beneath [Thunderclan Relocating Event]
MorningCall
[She/Her]
[Tortie Molly with Amber eyes]
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The Feline’s ears flickered at the raised alarm of ThrushStar, a sense of dread looming over her like an ominous cloud in leafbare. Popping her head out from the Warrior’s den, her ears flattened to her head in a sense of slight panic. The sight of her Clanmates panicked urgency to escape the clearing that was quickly becoming a dire situation concerning the terrain.
MorningCall was quick to suppress any bit of panic or fear she had as she made her way to the middle of the clearing, doing her best to avoid any of the holes emerging from the eroding lands. Seeing many other warriors helping to evacuate the young and old, she wanted to do a last check before she evacuated for herself. “If anyone can hear me, call out, we need to leave, I’ll guide us out!”She yowled out, desperately checking if there was any one who needed assistance in leaving camp, her amber eyes scanning the area in a bit of desperation, well aware time was not on her side.
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(Open for anyone that needs assistance in evacuation)
@wren (just incase you wanted their first introductions here)
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Rabbitchatter | He/Him
Large long furred brown tabby tom with one white paw
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Rabbitchatter, now pleased that Springpaw was at his side helped heave Firestream free of the hole. The tabby let out a snort in réponse to her thanks, letting out a polite chuckle as she pressed her muzzle to his cheek. “Go on naw’ we’ll take care of tha’ rest.” the tom gently dipped in his head as the she cat turned to leave. Then he turned to his apprentice, his eyebrows knit together in thoughtfulness. There was that sliver of panic he’d felt before, hearing her so terrified seem to elicit the most ferocious feeling.
The tabby threw an arm over her shoulder and pulled her against himself. “Are y’a hurt? Let me get a look at y’a!” he removed his grip and took a step back to examine her. It was odd to be faced with this, though he knew he cared deeply for those that surrounded him. It was different knowing there was an actual potential for them to be harmed. Especially Springpaw. His responsibility. His apprentice. And dare he say it someone he loved. He leaned forward and pressed his own muzzle to her forehead. But, she was here and nothing could get to her if he was here. Right?
“You stick next ta me like glue y’a hear? I don’t want you playin hero and chargin off on yer own.” there was a grave seriousness and he looked eyes with her briefly, but the seriousness quickly faded into his traditional empathetic look. Alright, so far that was dealt with. Next on his agenda, make sure he watched Alderstep leave, secondly, Make sure Ashkit hadn’t been forgotten nowhere. “I have not seen Ashkit round yet, you remember that young fella? I’d like ta make sure he gets out mkay. Stick by me and we’ll find em”
With that Rabbitchatter turned to face the camp once more. The ground at their paws had warped awfully and was only deteriorating by the moment, the earth groaning as it gave way. He studied the small path that looked safe ish towards the elders den and began to maneuver his way toward it. On his way he passed Morningcall, a she cat he recognized but couldn’t place from where. “Morningcall!” there was a slight drawl to his speech as he called for her. “We’re lookin fer Ashkit. I haven’t seen em evacuated yet. Have you seen em anywhere?” he made his way over to her hopping over a slight divet and turning to ensure Springpaw made her way behind him.
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Huh?? Pebblepaw woke with a start, not at all appreciating the idea of a topsy turvy camp that had to be evacuated. Wasn't this supposed to be the safe place? The one area that the ghouls couldn't reach? And now it decided to act all crazy????
A huff as she joined the others, sending a dirty look at the offending ground's way. You're lucky I don't know how to fight dirt, or else you would get a super Pebble Punch! Hopefully the earth heard her thoughts and trembled in fear.
MorningCall
[She/Her]
[Tortoiseshell with Amber eyes]
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MorningCall slightly startled at the sudden appearance of RabbitChatter, her amber eyes dilated slightly as she adjusted to no longer being alone with her racing thoughts. Taking in what was in front of her she noticed an apprentice not far from him, who she vaguely recognised as SpringPaw, she wasn’t too familiar with them but she recognised them. The urgency of the situation forced her to focus on the matter at hand. Listening to RabbitChatter address her, she shook her head solemnly a look of slight fear crossed her features momentarily. What a horrible situation this is, she could only imagine the pure fear of the queen that takes care for AshKit. The idea of a young kit, alone and scared, it tugged on her heart strings, she prayed the youngster had already escaped or was still alive somewhere, the idea of finding the kit in any other state made her stomach churn. “Unfortunately I haven’t seen Ashkit, where did you last see them? Asking gently, she observed the general surroundings with a quick glance, her anxiety rising slightly the more she felt the ground tremble beneath her paws. She noticed the look on the toms facial expressions, although seeming collected, she noticed a certain expression of dread in his gaze as he seemed to try and collect his thoughts. Looking between RabbitChatter and SpringPaw, she decided maybe the best strategy would be to divide and conquer. She was well aware it would be unwise for the three of them to all stay in these conditions to look for the kit. She added with a seeming resolve. “I can help look for Ashkit, you have your own youngster to get to a safer place as of right now, it would be dangerous for all of us to stay here as a group, I can tell that we don’t have much time left and the less of us inside the better..besides if you see the kit out with the others then we will know the young one is safe and sound”. She gave a very slight smile as if to try to ease the current tension of the dire situation. “I’m sure he will be okay, he’s got us looking for him, he’ll be found soon”. As she finished her polite remark, she glanced towards the clan entrance, watching her Clanmates evacuate, there wasn’t much time left. They needed to make a decision on how they will handle this situation. MorningCall looked at the two, awaiting a response.
Last edited by TawnyNeedsACoffee; April 15th, 2023 at 01:08 AM.
Re: What Lurks Beneath [Thunderclan Relocating Event]
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Originally Posted by Speckear
(Sure you can pick up Mossykit, Rowanblaze and Mossykit wouldn’t mind)
Rowanblaze walked beside Maplebloom and mewed “Thank you for the help. as Mossykit was chilling enjoying being up high
-Maplebloom-
She gave Rowanblaze a short nod to show she had heard his thanks and continued urgently navigating her way through the camp. As she neared the edge of camp, she put Mossykit down and lets out a groan, the edge of the camp was warped and riddled with holes and sinkholes, to the point where only a very careful cat could get through,. Putting on a determined face she picked up Mossy and this time set him on her back,
"You hold on tight" she told him then looked at Rowanblaze,
"You ready?" she asked before going forwards picking her way across the unusually warped ground, avoiding sinkholes.
After getting near the edge of camp, she lost her footing and slid sideways, landing hard on her shoulder, letting out a small screech, she turned to see if Mossykit was okay.
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“Nothing is Impossible. The word itself says I’m Possible”
- Audrey Hepburn -
Wildthicket burst out of the warriors' den at Bumblebreak's call. She looked frantically around for her mate, hoping she hadn't been swallowed in one of these holes. "Kitewhistle?"[/SIZE][/FONT][/QUOTE]
Kitewhistle
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Kitewhitsle luckily had not been put into any danger with the sudden appearance of holes in the camp. She had almost slipped into one while trying to avoid them in an effort to get to the warrior’s den where her mate was which scared the hell out of her, but she was otherwise fine. ”I’m right here!” she called in answer as she saw Wildthicket seemingly panicking in search of her. ’Wow she looks so beautiful when she’s worrying about me’ the warrior thought giddily, heart pounding in her chest (and not just from the tense situation at paw). ”I’m alright,” the brown and white tabby assured her mate as she awkwardly maneuvered to her. Pressing against the bobtail’s flank gently ”Let’s leave together, come on,” she said. She was shaking a little bit and she hoped Wildthicket didn’t notice, she didn’t want to cause her to worry any more than she already was.
[I'm going to be honest, I only read like 2 other posts so I haven't the slightest clue what would be going on around Kite]
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GingerFlight padded after one of the keeers she couldnt believe they where evacuating the camp the only home shed ever known would they be able to come back ever she was worried and scared and confused she didnt know what shed do without her home....
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{Springpaw}
Springpaw didn’t know if it was either a rush of pride or embarrassment when Firestream had pressed her muzzle against her cheek. She knew it was supposed to be a gesture of thanks, but Springpaw couldn’t help but feel a prickle of unease attack her in her stomach. She helped out one of her clanmates and fought against her fear. That felt like either a good decision or even an impulsive attempt at trying to make her be looked at. So, all Springpaw really did in response to Firestream thanking her was a side-ways smile and a short whisk of her tail. It had felt rather embarrassing that she was wordless about it, but it wasn’t like she had any other choice. Her thoughts were mildly interrupted when Rabbitchatter began to speak, the pastel calico’s blue eyes resting in his direction. She was about to open her jaws to speak, but decided against it. Rabbitchatter wanted to see if she was okay, and that felt… like an entirely fine thing to her.
It was weird, sure. Being used to having no adult role-model for most of her life made the molly mostly independent, and she had to mature herself more quickly when she was initially raising her siblings by herself. But having one now?… She didn’t know if that was normal to feel like this. Warmth and comfort from being around someone she now initially trusted and felt like she could look up to. Rabbitchatter was that. He was her mentor. Her protector and care-taker if necessary, but he was her protector. The only one that could make Springpaw feel better than she ever could be. After he had pressed his muzzle to her forehead, a whole turmoil of emotions began to throb through her. Was it giddiness? Happiness? Embarrassment, all the matter? Whatever it was, it felt oddly good to her. All it did was make Springpaw’s outer corners of her lips draw into a smile as her tail raised itself.
“I promise you that I won’t run off, Rabbitchatter. Even I know that doing stuff like that would be dangerous.” Springpaw admitted, her blue eyes shining as their depths stared into his yellow ones. She felt… oddly more confident than she ever had before. That was something she couldn’t really exactly control. The only time she had felt that confident was when Rabbitchatter had helped her hunt for the first time, nothing else. So the fact that she felt it again made her feel weird, but she kept quiet about it as she listened to Rabbitchatter ask about Ashkit. Ashkit! Of course, he was still in there most likely! Springpaw felt a bit of bitterness towards herself as she subconsciously reminded herself it keep track of where cats actually were and focus on the problem at paw and not herself. “I… I don’t know where he is, he could most likely be in the nursery.”
That was the best answer that could escape her maw, no matter if her response may not be correct, but she hoped it was. Springpaw’s attention shifted to Morningcall as Rabbitchatter called to her. She remained quiet for the most part as Morningcall began speaking. A pang of disappointment jabbed at the apprentice’s gut when the molly mentioned that she didn’t know where Ashkit was. Mentally, Springpaw hadn’t known who Ashkit fully was, but Rabbitchatter did and he had more of a closer interconnection with that kit than she did. Focusing back on Rabbitchatter, she then began speaking. “Do you think he might still be in the nursery still?” Her voice was quiet, merely cautious. She couldn’t be certain that Ashkit could still be in the nursery, but all she could do is hope that he is.
She hoped nothing happened to that kit. ThunderClan didn’t need to lose anymore members than it already had.
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Last edited by iliri; April 15th, 2023 at 07:19 AM.
Re: What Lurks Beneath [Thunderclan Relocating Event]
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Originally Posted by TawnyNeedsACoffee
MorningCall
[She/Her]
[Tortie Molly with Amber eyes]
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The Feline’s ears flickered at the raised alarm of ThrushStar, a sense of dread looming over her like an ominous cloud in leafbare. Popping her head out from the Warrior’s den, her ears flattened to her head in a sense of slight panic. The sight of her Clanmates panicked urgency to escape the clearing that was quickly becoming a dire situation concerning the terrain.
MorningCall was quick to suppress any bit of panic or fear she had as she made her way to the middle of the clearing, doing her best to avoid any of the holes emerging from the eroding lands. Seeing many other warriors helping to evacuate the young and old, she wanted to do a last check before she evacuated for herself. “If anyone can hear me, call out, we need to leave, I’ll guide us out!”She yowled out, desperately checking if there was any one who needed assistance in leaving camp, her amber eyes scanning the area in a bit of desperation, well aware time was not on her side.
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(Open for anyone that needs assistance in evacuation)
@wren (just incase you wanted their first introductions here)
> Robinpaw <
( Looks like a little late to the party, lol - Also, Ghostpaw has generally gone missing from Thunderclan, but Robinpaw isn't aware, so he's not actually in the camp )
Robinpaws ears pricked up at Thrushstars first yowl, he had been resting in the clearing at the time. They blinked, what? Moving the kits into the elders den was one thing, but evacuating the camp seemed a little extreme to her, sure, the ground was becoming a little.. weird, but it wasn't really harming anycat. No matter, Robinpaw new better then to question the leaders judgement, besides, maybe where they move their camp to will be even cooler than here!! The grey apprentice hopped to their paws, and stretched, before looking around the confused and worried cats, looking for their brother Bonepaw. Come to think of it, he hadn't seen his brother for awhile, but if this was as serious as Thrushstar made it out to be it would probably be best if she sticked with her brother, seeing as Bonepaw would probably panic if Robinpaw wasn't near him.
So Robinpaw waited, and waited, for their brother to emerge from one of the dens or make himself clear from the crowd, even when Bumblebreak called for the apprentices to gather to him Robinpaw didn't move after seeing Bonepaw wasn't present. Robinpaw knew Bonepaw wasn't out of camp, seeing as they had been laying near the entrance for awhile, so he must be inside camp. Robinpaw wasn't one to worry very much, but Bonepaws disappearance was frightening to him, she and her brother had been very close since birth, even when their mother would scold them Bonepaw was always there to protect him, and she had been there to raise his spirits. Something felt off.
Now with only a couple cats still remaining in camp Robinpaw finally got to his paws, flashing a nearly desperate glance to the apprentices den, almost praying that he would appear, looking for Robinpaw. But after a heartbeat Robinpaw decided that Bonepaw must've slipped out of camp, his white pelt hidden amongst the crowd. His attention was then grabbed by multiple cats running around, looking for a young kitten, Ashkit. He recognised Springpaw [ @ares ], speaking to Rabbitchatter [ @wren ] and Morningcall [ @/Tawnyneedsacoffee ] about the missing kit, and he swiftly padded over to the three of them, "I can go check the nursery, if you need." his volunteered, trying to push away her fear for her brother.
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- Ashkit - ~ He/Him ~
He/Him, scrawny skate gray tom with dark gray points and molts that look similar to burn marks
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Ashkit’s head nudged his shoulder, and half asleep, he tried to block out all of the noise out in the camp. Ju’ssa few more minutes… his thoughts groaned, seeming to push him back into a comfortable sleep. But then a brew of two things sent him straight up. One, The yelling. Two, The rumbling. Ashkit’s eyes flashed open, and he stumbled to his feet. His heart pounded in his chest.
What was happening? Ashkit blinked away the irritating blurring of his vision, glanced outside the den. Sure enough, cats were yelling to one another, finding clumps, and running around in a panic.
He darted away from his nest, leaving it in its usual untidy lump, leaping over to the entrance of the den, sharp blue gaze beginning to sweep the crowd. Was a battle happening? His ears flattened against the top of his fuzzy gray head. But it wasn’t because of the idea of a battle. It was the horrible sight of the ground… sinking into holes. He let out an uncontrollable yelp, stepping back into the nursery. What the heck!? These were the only words his thoughts had managed to whir out in his head.
But the rumbling didn’t stop in the nursery. Ashkit felt the dirt beneath his tiny paws slur and shift, and his mouth went dry. He had to find a warrior, and he had to find one now. Now just as panicked as the rest, Ashkit forced his paws to carry him from the den of the kits and queens, striding out into the hole-y open. He leapt over several of the ground’s mistakes, sliding past several, searching for the sight of any familiar warrior. That was when he heard the faint sound of his name. His head whipped around wildly, searching for the source of the sound. As he searched there it was again. ‘Where was the last time you saw…’ this one spoke.
He turned around to spot Rabbitchatter standing next to what Ashkit thought was his apprentice, Springpaw, and a fellow warrior. He felt dirt slide beneath his back leg, so frantically, he called out his warrior buddy’s name. “RABBITCHATTER!” He leaped away from the newly forming hole behind his paw, landing next to the brown warrior.
“Wha-” He whispered anxiously. “What… what is happening? Why does the ground freaking look like it’s breathing?” He slunk close to the warrior, ready for any protection he might need. For once, he didn’t care if he looked weak. A kit was a kit. And a kit he was, wasn’t he? His job was to bother cats with cries of complaints and ‘Help!’s. His job was not to protect. His job was to be protected.