ThunderClan: Life Before 2020's Fire

[RedHead]

Today was a better day. Still not great at all, but better. The air was nice and cool, but not cold enough that made him shiver. He was currently sitting near the warrior’s den, claws unsheathed as he carefully clawed away burnt parts of the den that were unsalvageable. Very few cats had been helping in the camp, still in shock from the recent events. Most had given up entirely. But Jaggedhawk didn’t want to. He’d lost his mother and his former mentor to the fire, he was starting to feel like he had no one left. Nightflame had died a moon before the fire, and he hadn’t seen Icefur anywhere. Sometimes, he believed maybe he was just meant to be alone. Much like how his brother was.
Ears flattening against his head, the tom cast a scathing green gaze across the clearing, his eyes landing in Flintstar working near the nursery. He couldn’t believe that that mouse-brain would be taking over the clan. Jaggedhawk May never bitter because Passionstar was dead, but he’d never been fond of Flintspirit. And he didn’t plan to become fond of him. With a grumble, he returned his eyes to the burnt den and continued to work.

(Open)

[Leucos]

@|+Tired Rose Child+|

( She be having cat perfume ! >:3)

Lilacpaw sat straight up, her fur smooth and clean . She made sure to be as presentable as possible and to go further beyond , she even found some light purple flowers that had a nice smell to them and rolled into them so she could smell nice too. Now the smell was still strongly in her nose but she hoped that others could smell it, atleast she's not smelling like foxdung right? She knew this was just her mentor ...but she wanted to make a great first impression darn it! With a wide and confident smile she raised her head .I'll knock them off their paws for sure!

[lone]

Originally Posted by RedHead

Today was a better day. Still not great at all, but better. The air was nice and cool, but not cold enough that made him shiver. He was currently sitting near the warrior’s den, claws unsheathed as he carefully clawed away burnt parts of the den that were unsalvageable. Very few cats had been helping in the camp, still in shock from the recent events. Most had given up entirely. But Jaggedhawk didn’t want to. He’d lost his mother and his former mentor to the fire, he was starting to feel like he had no one left. Nightflame had died a moon before the fire, and he hadn’t seen Icefur anywhere. Sometimes, he believed maybe he was just meant to be alone. Much like how his brother was.
Ears flattening against his head, the tom cast a scathing green gaze across the clearing, his eyes landing in Flintstar working near the nursery. He couldn’t believe that that mouse-brain would be taking over the clan. Jaggedhawk May never bitter because Passionstar was dead, but he’d never been fond of Flintspirit. And he didn’t plan to become fond of him. With a grumble, he returned his eyes to the burnt den and continued to work.

(Open)

Unlike most of the able-bodied warriors, Acornstep had returned to the clearing to help ThunderClan rebuild after the fire. What she didn't understand was why so few cats were doing the same thing, especially since they seemed so loyal, and were still able to work.. it was revolting, honestly. The fire had been a traumatic event, undoubtedly, but they had to find a way to fix this. Living out here, surviving could be near-impossible. Any moment of weakness could result in a rival coming in and taking them out, which was why they had to rebuild as much as they could, whenever they could. Entering the destroyed clearing, Acornstep's ears flattened against her head as she took in the damage. It hurt to see her Clan like this, and part of her wanted to run back out until things were better. That won't solve anything. She picked a spot close to a warrior she recognized; Jaggedhawk, she remembered. They'd met before (at least, she thought they had) and if nothing else, it would be nice to be with someone she recognized. Acornstep didn't have to time to meet every warrior in the Clan, so on the occasions she did remember one, it was a welcome surprise. She waited for him to start up a conversation; he looked less than pleased, and honestly, she couldn't blame him. This wasn't a situation anyone could be happy about; or at least, anyone in ThunderClan.

[Fuzzy]

Originally Posted by RedHead

Today was a better day. Still not great at all, but better. The air was nice and cool, but not cold enough that made him shiver. He was currently sitting near the warrior’s den, claws unsheathed as he carefully clawed away burnt parts of the den that were unsalvageable. Very few cats had been helping in the camp, still in shock from the recent events. Most had given up entirely. But Jaggedhawk didn’t want to. He’d lost his mother and his former mentor to the fire, he was starting to feel like he had no one left. Nightflame had died a moon before the fire, and he hadn’t seen Icefur anywhere. Sometimes, he believed maybe he was just meant to be alone. Much like how his brother was.
Ears flattening against his head, the tom cast a scathing green gaze across the clearing, his eyes landing in Flintstar working near the nursery. He couldn’t believe that that mouse-brain would be taking over the clan. Jaggedhawk May never bitter because Passionstar was dead, but he’d never been fond of Flintspirit. And he didn’t plan to become fond of him. With a grumble, he returned his eyes to the burnt den and continued to work.

(Open)

(these two need to talk!)

The chilly air made Icedust fluff her pelt. It was an odd feeling after dealing with the fire. Ironically so the molly wasn't the best at dealing with the cold, always hating leaf bare, despite her icy name. Though this year it seemed the pretty colors that came with leaf fall might not be present. The fire calming more them imaginable.
Letting out a sigh the snow white molly entered camp her ears twitching back at the sight and smell. She wished that this had never happened, the ashes smearing on her pelt as she walked on. Of course she had her own damage, having a few burns that still felt like fire under her fur a a patch on her hind let that had blacked the fur. It all hurt but being around her Clanmates and not having a camp was worse.
Spotting a familiar tabby pattern across the clearing Icedust's mismatch eyes lit up. Yes the tom was a flirty jerk but she liked him and she hasn't had a chance to just talk to him in moons it felt like. Approach him, nearly brushing her tail against his back she smiled a bit. "Jaggedhawk!" She greeted peering over to see his face. "How are you?" The warrior inquired her emerald and sapphire gaze searching his.

[|+sari+|]

Originally Posted by Arikara

@|+Tired Rose Child+|

( She be having cat perfume ! >:3)

Lilacpaw sat straight up, her fur smooth and clean . She made sure to be as presentable as possible and to go further beyond , she even found some light purple flowers that had a nice smell to them and rolled into them so she could smell nice too. Now the smell was still strongly in her nose but she hoped that others could smell it, atleast she's not smelling like foxdung right? She knew this was just her mentor ...but she wanted to make a great first impression darn it! With a wide and confident smile she raised her head .I'll knock them off their paws for sure!

Jaguartooth padded into camp, a squirrel and thrush clamped firmly in his jaws. Having returned from his hunting trip, he went over to the Fresh-kill pile, dropping his catch on top. He knew he needed to find his new apprentice; today was when her training began. The orange maine coon glanced around for his pupil, spotting her at the other side of the clearing. He sighed and shook his head to himself; he wasn't sure he was up to this. Forcing a smile onto his maw, he padded towards her. If he wanted to succeed, he needed to keep his struggles and personal issues bottled up. He was good at that. "Hello, Lilacpaw!," he called out, whisking his thick, fluffy tail in greetings. When he reached her, he nodded in approval of her appearance; at least she had taken the time to make herself look decent. He cleared his throat, getting down to business. "Today, I will be giving you a tour of the territory and borders." he lightly rested his tail on her shoulder. "I'm sorry to say that, like the camp, is a huge mess right now, due to the fire. I apologise for that." he glanced towards the Fresh-kill pile. "If you haven't eaten for a while, I suggest you do so now. If you don't, you'll be hungry later."

[Leucos]

Originally Posted by |+Tired Rose Child+|

Jaguartooth padded into camp, a squirrel and thrush clamped firmly in his jaws. Having returned from his hunting trip, he went over to the Fresh-kill pile, dropping his catch on top. He knew he needed to find his new apprentice; today was when her training began. The orange maine coon glanced around for his pupil, spotting her at the other side of the clearing. He sighed and shook his head to himself; he wasn't sure he was up to this. Forcing a smile onto his maw, he padded towards her. If he wanted to succeed, he needed to keep his struggles and personal issues bottled up. He was good at that. "Hello, Lilacpaw!," he called out, whisking his thick, fluffy tail in greetings. When he reached her, he nodded in approval of her appearance; at least she had taken the time to make herself look decent. He cleared his throat, getting down to business. "Today, I will be giving you a tour of the territory and borders." he lightly rested his tail on her shoulder. "I'm sorry to say that, like the camp, is a huge mess right now, due to the fire. I apologise for that." he glanced towards the Fresh-kill pile. "If you haven't eaten for a while, I suggest you do so now. If you don't, you'll be hungry later."

her head tilted once she saw him only to smile, pleased . he looks decent . "you must be jaguartooth? It's great to meet you " she replied back with a excited tail flick. However she blinked and flattened her ears with a small huff " why would I need a tour around my territory ?? I've already been there a few time. Even once with linnetpaw. " she meowed with a twitch of her tail. She has, but not the entirety of it. But she thought to keep that part hidden. That's when she frowned would cats just stop talking about the fire!?!.... P-please.....I don't ....need to be reminded ... she hasn't told linnet this yet ..or anyone else. And likes to dodge this topic whenever she had the chance, but both her parents died while the fire started . They died saving her. She felt the tears ready to spill only to snort "I don't need to be reminded - I know! " she somewhat snapped only to shake her head. Forcing a happier attitude back . " apologies , and no I haven't ...thank you ." she meowed and trotted off toward the pile,though her trot appeared normal, it was off. just ...don't think about it. Starclan wouldn't let this happen without a reason....

[Haunted]

"Good gosh, it's a mess 'ere." Twistedstalk mumbled softly as she trotted in the makeshift camp, her pink nose crinkled up at the smell of rotting flesh and charred leaves that hit it immediately when she had wandered in. "And we need s'more prey soon.."Her bold, British accent sounded once more, as she started a mental checklist, peering out over the huddled felines as they talked among themselves- she knew a lot of them had sustained injuries from the horrific events following one blade of lightening and one unsuspecting tree. She quietly started forward once more, planting herself near a far corner, grey eyes narrowed in thought

[|+sari+|]

Originally Posted by Arikara

her head tilted once she saw him only to smile, pleased . he looks decent . "you must be jaguartooth? It's great to meet you " she replied back with a excited tail flick. However she blinked and flattened her ears with a small huff " why would I need a tour around my territory ?? I've already been there a few time. Even once with linnetpaw. " she meowed with a twitch of her tail. She has, but not the entirety of it. But she thought to keep that part hidden. That's when she frowned would cats just stop talking about the fire!?!.... P-please.....I don't ....need to be reminded ... she hasn't told linnet this yet ..or anyone else. And likes to dodge this topic whenever she had the chance, but both her parents died while the fire started . They died saving her. She felt the tears ready to spill only to snort "I don't need to be reminded - I know! " she somewhat snapped only to shake her head. Forcing a happier attitude back . " apologies , and no I haven't ...thank you ." she meowed and trotted off toward the pile,though her trot appeared normal, it was off. just ...don't think about it. Starclan wouldn't let this happen without a reason....

Jaguartooth gave Lilacpaw a smile as she greeted him, however her next words made him frown slightly in confusion. She had been around the territory with Linnetpaw? Didn't she realize she shouldn't go out of camp without a warrior escort and permission? Sighing, he hid his disapproval; he didn't want to reprimand her for anything on her first day. He simply gave her a nod. "Nonetheless, I will still be showing you around... there are most likely some places you haven't been." his steady gaze left no room for argument. However, when she snapped at him, Jaguartooth visibly jerked back in surprise, his eyes wide. His ears flattened on his head miserably, and he didn't even hear her apology until it was too late and Lilacpaw had gone off to the pile. He shook his head, his emotions threatening to build up and explode out of him. I knew I wasn't cut out to be a mentor..., he thought miserably, digging his claws into the burned grass beneath him. I wish Lightpaw was still alive... then I wouldn't be in this pathetic, broken state I've been in since she had disappeared. he felt tears build up behind his eyes as he dwelled on thoughts of the cat he had loved. He quickly blinked away the waterworks, keeping his amber gaze fixated on the ground as he waited for Lilacpaw to rejoin him. He felt as if his resolve would crumble at any moment. I'm so pathetic... I already upset my apprentice... how will I ever succeed in training her?! how the leader saw any potential in him to make him a mentor, he would never figure out. I can't do it... he thought sadly.

[Leucos]

Originally Posted by |+Tired Rose Child+|

Jaguartooth gave Lilacpaw a smile as she greeted him, however her next words made him frown slightly in confusion. She had been around the territory with Linnetpaw? Didn't she realize she shouldn't go out of camp without a warrior escort and permission? Sighing, he hid his disapproval; he didn't want to reprimand her for anything on her first day. He simply gave her a nod. "Nonetheless, I will still be showing you around... there are most likely some places you haven't been." his steady gaze left no room for argument. However, when she snapped at him, Jaguartooth visibly jerked back in surprise, his eyes wide. His ears flattened on his head miserably, and he didn't even hear her apology until it was too late and Lilacpaw had gone off to the pile. He shook his head, his emotions threatening to build up and explode out of him. I knew I wasn't cut out to be a mentor..., he thought miserably, digging his claws into the burned grass beneath him. I wish Lightpaw was still alive... then I wouldn't be in this pathetic, broken state I've been in since she had disappeared. he felt tears build up behind his eyes as he dwelled on thoughts of the cat he had loved. He quickly blinked away the waterworks, keeping his amber gaze fixated on the ground as he waited for Lilacpaw to rejoin him. He felt as if his resolve would crumble at any moment. I'm so pathetic... I already upset my apprentice... how will I ever succeed in training her?! how the leader saw any potential in him to make him a mentor, he would never figure out. I can't do it... he thought sadly.

after a few long minutes the she cat returned with a better attitude. Her tail bobbing side to side as it was raised proudly, eyes shinning, ready to go. "ready to go! " she somewhat purred. With a yawn and a stretch she gave herself a shake and headed toward the territory " so am I your first apprentice ???...... If so. Then your in a for treat. I'll be the best you've ever had. " she smiled .

[RedHead]

Originally Posted by Lonestar23

Unlike most of the able-bodied warriors, Acornstep had returned to the clearing to help ThunderClan rebuild after the fire. What she didn't understand was why so few cats were doing the same thing, especially since they seemed so loyal, and were still able to work.. it was revolting, honestly. The fire had been a traumatic event, undoubtedly, but they had to find a way to fix this. Living out here, surviving could be near-impossible. Any moment of weakness could result in a rival coming in and taking them out, which was why they had to rebuild as much as they could, whenever they could. Entering the destroyed clearing, Acornstep's ears flattened against her head as she took in the damage. It hurt to see her Clan like this, and part of her wanted to run back out until things were better. That won't solve anything. She picked a spot close to a warrior she recognized; Jaggedhawk, she remembered. They'd met before (at least, she thought they had) and if nothing else, it would be nice to be with someone she recognized. Acornstep didn't have to time to meet every warrior in the Clan, so on the occasions she did remember one, it was a welcome surprise. She waited for him to start up a conversation; he looked less than pleased, and honestly, she couldn't blame him. This wasn't a situation anyone could be happy about; or at least, anyone in ThunderClan.

His ears flicked as he heard someone sit down beside him, and the tomcat turned to look at who it was. Acornstep. The name came to him quickly, although he didn't know the feline too well. He would say they were acquainted, and she wasn't terribly rude, so his view of her was positive. Even within his grumpy mood, the sociable tomcat found it in himself to start up a conversation so easily presented to him. "Looks like you're a good girl, coming to help out as well." He purred, sending a small smirk in her direction. "Honestly, I don't see why so many of our warriors, especially the older ones, are reluctant to help out." He meowed, casting a glance around the empty clearing. He remembered the days when it was bustling and full of activity. It should be that same way, but so many cats seemed too scared to come out and help. Tearing another large burnt clump from the den's side, Jaggedhawk let out a bitter laugh. "Look at that, this side is so burnt, there's nothing left of it." His work had left a large hole in the den, and he scoffed, shaking his head as his tail-tip flicked irritably. He turned his lime green gaze back to Acornstep, letting out a sigh. "I just wonder why we're going through all this. And why Starclan left us with that kit for a leader." His narrowed his gaze past Acornstep at the leader, no fondness in his eyes whatsoever.

Originally Posted by Fuzzyfeline

(these two need to talk!)

The chilly air made Icedust fluff her pelt. It was an odd feeling after dealing with the fire. Ironically so the molly wasn't the best at dealing with the cold, always hating leaf bare, despite her icy name. Though this year it seemed the pretty colors that came with leaf fall might not be present. The fire calming more them imaginable.
Letting out a sigh the snow white molly entered camp her ears twitching back at the sight and smell. She wished that this had never happened, the ashes smearing on her pelt as she walked on. Of course she had her own damage, having a few burns that still felt like fire under her fur a a patch on her hind let that had blacked the fur. It all hurt but being around her Clanmates and not having a camp was worse.
Spotting a familiar tabby pattern across the clearing Icedust's mismatch eyes lit up. Yes the tom was a flirty jerk but she liked him and she hasn't had a chance to just talk to him in moons it felt like. Approach him, nearly brushing her tail against his back she smiled a bit. "Jaggedhawk!" She greeted peering over to see his face. "How are you?" The warrior inquired her emerald and sapphire gaze searching his.

Jaggedhawk turned his weary gaze towards the voice and the brush of fur on his back, having moved to work on the back of the warrior's den after his conversation with Acornstep. When he spotted the white molly giving him a small smile, his face instantly lit up. "Icedust! I was just thinking about you, you know?" A flirty statement, but his eyes shone with genuine excitement upon seeing the molly. Jaggedhawk needed some familiar comfort in his life at that moment, and Icedust was the closest cat he had left. "Are you healing up okay? I assume so, since you're here to help rebuild." He scooted over slightly to make room for her, his tail curling gently around his paws. "You are here to help right? We could use it." He glanced around the sparse clearing before looking back at Icedust and smiling. It was a real, bright smile, one he rarely ever showed. But just the presence of whom he considered a friend in this harsh time was enough to bring it out of him.