ThunderClan Territory

[Samantha]

Originally Posted by Choi_San_Byeol

Oatpaw gave a small nod. "I like Squirrels. My mom always told me that my fathers name was Squirreltail. But he passed away before I could meet him...." He mewed. "But... are voles hard to hunt?"

(I'm going to have Weepingwillow find them and tell Oatpaw that Wetwhisker (his mom) died in the battle so that I can have it roleplayed out if thats ok. He'll be fine to continue about a post or 2 after. If you agree <3)

(No problem!)

"Voles are very simple to catch if you're quiet, you won't have any problems with that." WillowStripes wondered down familiar paths.

[SeonghwasBunnyEars]

Originally Posted by Samantha

(No problem!)

"Voles are very simple to catch if you're quiet, you won't have any problems with that." WillowStripes wondered down familiar paths.

Oatpaw nodded. "Alright.." Oatpaw whipped around at the scent of his sister, she smelt like blood. But she was alive. As she entered the area. She had a torn but dried ear and a long scratch down her chest with a few other scratches and such. "Weepingwillow! O-oh my Starclan..... are you ok!? Who won?" Oatpaw asked, licking her gently around her non-injured ear.

Weepingwillow gave a small puff. "I'm fine, all my wounds are shallow so I'm getting healed later. But...." Weepingwillow glanced over to Willowstripes. "We won, those Riverclan flea-bags've learned there lesson. Stopping for a small intake of breath, the brown she-cat mewed."I need to tell you somethin, Oatpaw. Willowstripes can hear as well... but um. I have bad news for you. Oatpaw."

Oatpaw stared at his sister. "W-what is it?" Oatpaw's round navy blue eyes narrowed with concern as he sat down. Wrapping his tail neatly around his paws. Seeing his sisters stiff movements to sit, he gently reached out his muzzle and gently nudged her to lean on him. Despite his sister being a litter older, Oatpaw was almost as big as her.

[Samantha]

Originally Posted by Choi_San_Byeol

Oatpaw nodded. "Alright.." Oatpaw whipped around at the scent of his sister, she smelt like blood. But she was alive. As she entered the area. She had a torn but dried ear and a long scratch down her chest with a few other scratches and such. "Weepingwillow! O-oh my Starclan..... are you ok!? Who won?" Oatpaw asked, licking her gently around her non-injured ear.

Weepingwillow gave a small puff. "I'm fine, all my wounds are shallow so I'm getting healed later. But...." Weepingwillow glanced over to Willowstripes. "We won, those Riverclan flea-bags've learned there lesson. Stopping for a small intake of breath, the brown she-cat mewed."I need to tell you somethin, Oatpaw. Willowstripes can hear as well... but um. I have bad news for you. Oatpaw."

Oatpaw stared at his sister. "W-what is it?" Oatpaw's round navy blue eyes narrowed with concern as he sat down. Wrapping his tail neatly around his paws. Seeing his sisters stiff movements to sit, he gently reached out his muzzle and gently nudged her to lean on him. Despite his sister being a litter older, Oatpaw was almost as big as her.

The she-cat didn't look to well. She had guessed the bad news already she was getting ready for the tears and the running away. " I think I should sit over there for a moment. Come get me if you need." She could help but to feel sorry for her apprentice he had suffered so much already. And with the bad news she would have to tell Oatpaw that she is going deaf.

[SeonghwasBunnyEars]

Originally Posted by Samantha

The she-cat didn't look to well. She had guessed the bad news already she was getting ready for the tears and the running away. " I think I should sit over there for a moment. Come get me if you need." She could help but to feel sorry for her apprentice he had suffered so much already. And with the bad news she would have to tell Oatpaw that she is going deaf.

(NO WAY NOT THE PLOT TWIST NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OATPAW WILL COMMUNICATE WITH HER. THEY CAN BE BESTIES) (if u want hehe)

Oatpaw mewed. "W-wait... please don't leave.... I... I like your presence.. it's comforting." He mewed gently. His eyes sad as he just stayed sitting, not knowing what to do. Looking at his apprentice with pleading eyes, his small oat colored paw reached out to tap her tail gently as she was turned. Oatpaw felt Weepingwillow's sadness as she stayed beside him and pressed herself onto him comfortingly. Licking his ear gently. Oatpaw nodded softly to his sisters words of comfort, stating how she'll always be there for him. "I've lost so much family I don't even know how to react anymore" Oatpaw whispered eventually. "Longsky is gone... my littermate Grasskit is gone... now mother is gone... I never even met our father..." Oatpaw meowed gently.

[Samantha]

Originally Posted by Choi_San_Byeol

(NO WAY NOT THE PLOT TWIST NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OATPAW WILL COMMUNICATE WITH HER. THEY CAN BE BESTIES) (if u want hehe)

Oatpaw mewed. "W-wait... please don't leave.... I... I like your presence.. it's comforting." He mewed gently. His eyes sad as he just stayed sitting, not knowing what to do. Looking at his apprentice with pleading eyes, his small oat colored paw reached out to tap her tail gently as she was turned. Oatpaw felt Weepingwillow's sadness as she stayed beside him and pressed herself onto him comfortingly. Licking his ear gently. Oatpaw nodded softly to his sisters words of comfort, stating how she'll always be there for him. "I've lost so much family I don't even know how to react anymore" Oatpaw whispered eventually. "Longsky is gone... my littermate Grasskit is gone... now mother is gone... I never even met our father..." Oatpaw meowed gently.

"Oh Oatpaw, I know how it feels to to loose a parent. But to know one lives but hate me is worse. You have suffered so much." She pitted the poor apprentice. He was so young and with so much grief. She wanted to fight every cat that ever came near Oatpaw. "Don't worry, your sister and me will look after you!" She wanted to make sure that he never felt pain and suffering again.

[SeonghwasBunnyEars]

Originally Posted by Samantha

"Oh Oatpaw, I know how it feels to to loose a parent. But to know one lives but hate me is worse. You have suffered so much." She pitted the poor apprentice. He was so young and with so much grief. She wanted to fight every cat that ever came near Oatpaw. "Don't worry, your sister and me will look after you!" She wanted to make sure that he never felt pain and suffering again.

Oatpaw gave a grateful, but half-hearten purr. "Thank you" He said gently. Directing the two precious words to his sister and his mentor. Pressing his muzzle gently to his mentors he kept a fond gaze on her. "Weepingwillow... you should go get treated now." He mewed softly.
Weepingwillow looked at him, "Will you be ok?" she mewed.
Oatpaw nodded and responded. "I have Willowstripes with me. I'll be safe and I won't be alone." He assured his sister. Watching Weepingwillow limp away after pressing her muzzle to his for a moment, he turned to his mentor and cleared his throat softly. "So..... um.. maybe learning to hunt will take this off of my mind... lets uhm.. lets start shall we?"

[Samantha]

Originally Posted by Choi_San_Byeol

Oatpaw gave a grateful, but half-hearten purr. "Thank you" He said gently. Directing the two precious words to his sister and his mentor. Pressing his muzzle gently to his mentors he kept a fond gaze on her. "Weepingwillow... you should go get treated now." He mewed softly.
Weepingwillow looked at him, "Will you be ok?" she mewed.
Oatpaw nodded and responded. "I have Willowstripes with me. I'll be safe and I won't be alone." He assured his sister. Watching Weepingwillow limp away after pressing her muzzle to his for a moment, he turned to his mentor and cleared his throat softly. "So..... um.. maybe learning to hunt will take this off of my mind... lets uhm.. lets start shall we?"

"Good idea, let me see your best hunting crouch." She was putting off telling him about her deafness. He was going through so much already.

(Could you get Oatpaw to ask Willowstripes her a question but not know what he said?)

[dino.]

A trek to the outskirts and back. It made Bumblestar's shoulders burn from the strain, but eventually the corpse was dumped well away from ThunderClan's borders and would be left to rot like the others. No parasite deserved burial at ThunderClan's gravesite.

She needed a serious pick-me-up. Ragweed really sounded like the way to go but she had no idea if it was even available during this season and didn't feel at all like scouring. It was too cold, she was starsdamned tired, and she wanted a nap even if she knew trying to get some actual sleep probably wouldn't work as well as she wanted it to.

With a lash of her tail, Bumblestar abandoned the outskirts and headed back to camp.

[SeonghwasBunnyEars]

Originally Posted by Samantha

"Good idea, let me see your best hunting crouch." She was putting off telling him about her deafness. He was going through so much already.

(Could you get Oatpaw to ask Willowstripes her a question but not know what he said?)

(Ofc!)

Oatpaw tried to crouch, his paws were a bit to small, so that put off his balance. "Willowstripes? Could you give me advice on my paws?.... There a bit small compared to normal Thunderclan cats so I was wondering if you had anyway for me to keep my balance with spreading out." He mewed, it was a respectful mew but also filled with frustration.

[ellie]

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ﾟ。 Strawberrymumble (TC)
　ﾟ･｡･ﾟ she/they ~ warrior

❀⊱ { Active Purrk ~ The Collector } ⊰❀

Still as bright and blushing as her name, Strawberrymumble flitted through the territory in search of the herbs Springpaw so desperately needed - a large firm stick, marigolds, cobweb, and moss. Oriental shaped ears perked diligently and creamy paws had padded her apricot from quickly over to the pretty pastel calico medicine cat apprentice - knowing the pain that the molly spoke with she chose a spot close to her so that she could speak at a quieter tone than the yowls that had become common place in the past few days. Meadow mind had bloomed as the apprentice called her over, even in the dire circumstances Strawberrymumble could not help but feel the fluttery of butterflies begin to tickle the inside of her scared belly… she wanted to speak so bad but her tongue felt weighted and the words wadded up in the back of the throat until it felt like she would choke if anymore pressed against the knotted tangle of roots.

Flowers felt like they were wilting and blooming in rapid succession as the sunny joy of the herbalists acknowledgement was blotted out by the clouds that chilled the air and made her realise just how small she was in this world… soaring began to feel like falling and creamy paws pressed into the cool stone to ground herself… it wasn’t that deep… she knew it wasn’t but for some reason this mattered much more to her than usual. Begrudging of herself and her songbird voice that had clipped its own damn wings today Strawberrymumble settled for a soft smile and a sweet flick of her fluffy tail whisper soft against the molly spotted shoulder… a silent acknowledgment of the apprentices words… a silent promise to make haste and return just as quick.

Creamy maw snapped hard on a thick stick as Strawberrymumble broke a long staff into a cat sized branch, multitasking she twisted some cobwebs onto the twig and began to search for marigolds. Powderblue hues scavenged around the piney woods forget and finally found purchase on the sunset colours of marigold, apricot form quickly padded over and her oriental shaped head dipped to gently nip a few buds from their stems. Stick, check. Cobwebs, check. Marigold, check. Last but not least was moss which she quickly found and shoved into her packed maw… stars she wished she could carry more… with that thought flittering in her mind she made a silent note to ask Springpaw - a slight warmth prickled her pelt as if the summer sun had rose in the chill of leaf bare - if she needed to go out and more.

❀⊱ { +1 stick // +3 cobwebs // +2 marigold // +2 moss } ⊰❀