ThunderClan Clearing

[Luna16]

“Hm?” Burnedpaw followed Splitpaw’s gaze and groaned. “That’s my littermate, Charredpaw.” He told her, then turned over his shoulder and waved his tail to get her attention. “Hey! Charredpaw!” He called.

[ @Splitmoon - Splitpaw]
[ @SnackingShoelaces - Charredpaw]

[Splitmoon]

Splitpaw looked at Charredpaw with a smile, then turned back to Burnedpaw. She took in his appearance. She didn't know why but recently she would find her self staring at him. She didn't understand why. Yeah she liked him as a friend, but more than a friend?

@Luna16 - Burnedpaw

[Bluest+r~]

Hawkthorn thought about life. What was the meaning of life?

[Starfall]

Originally Posted by ChaosBringer.

Waspkit
Thunderclan kit, She/her 3ish Moons



After her little headbutting, Waspkit's eyes brightened with hopefulness as her father stared down at her, the kit's paws front paws shuffling softly on the ground. The half white kit flinched softly as Spiderdad rose a paw, her maw opening in preparation for an ear-shattering shriek. But the large paw only rested softly atop her head and rolled softly side to side. Waspkit immediately melted into the touch, her father's words barely making it to her ears before she rumbled loudly with a purr. The kit's chest swelled with warmth and love for her father, shuffling closer, aiming to nuzzle up against him and bury herself into his fluff. She didn't even notice how far away his voice sounded, how distant and distracted it felt. All Waspkit could think about was the gentle paw atop her head and how lovely it made her feel. It was much, much different from her Hornet's affection, but it still felt nice. "Thank you, dad.." Waspkit murmered.

Spiderthroat
He/Him || ThunderClan Deputy
Beefed Up Tier III || Just a Scratch || Hulk SMASH

He hadn't even realized he was doing it until the kit had whispered. His paw shooting up, fur fluffed once he realized. Oh this wasn't Asterdance. Asterdance was dead and this right here was a parasite. Yep. A parasite. Holding his paw up Spiderthroat did his best to discern what to do. He was trying his hardest to keep himself from caving in, falling into the trap of being a father to a gaggle of kits who believed that they were in fact his kits.

After a very, very very long moment of his gears turning, the calico could do nothing more than cough and adjust his tail. Now swooping it so it gently rested on his paws. Realizing he was still holding his paw up, he elected to simply lower it and pull at his tail fur. What does he say to a kit that wouldn't scare them off?

"Well. Why'd you get abandoned?"

Perfect. Wonderful segway, he was a genius.

[Bonsai]

Dogchase and Slugpaw sit in camp

[Closed activity post because I’ve been sick]

[Streamtail]

Acornpaw

Acornpaw sits in the clearing, grooming her splotched pelt.

(Activity post)