ThunderClan: Life Before 2020's Fire

[Charmer]

Originally Posted by Bad Wolf

Ravelledkit stared at the pebble in shock, then looked up at her with a mischievous grin, shaking his head. Now, he wasn't at all upset, and after a moment, he ran his paw over his lips in a "my lips are sealed" type of gesture, winking at her. And he bounced up at her offer, his olive hues gleaming. The Half-Clan tomkit settled down, waiting for her to start teaching him the trick, as he couldn't wait to show his best friend it. His best friend, who had had been friend with from the moment he could walk, and was excellent at interpreting his meanings to other cats, when Rav failed to do so himself. Excited glittered like stars in his eyes, and he stared expectantly up at Cherrypaw, a faint purr rumbling from his chest and throat, an indication of his hidden ability to speak, which he chose not to do for good reasons that no one but his best friend knew of, not even his own mother, and he'd never met his father.

"Alright then," Cherrypaw said with a nod, glad to see Ravelledkit didn't seem upset at all. The shecat held out her white paw with the pad up and flexed her toes. "You see that gap between my pad and my toes? That's where I hide the pebble. Cherrypaw nudged the pebble in front of her so that the kit would have a good view. "When I bring my paw down, I flex my toes like this to make that space bigger, "she explained as she slowly lowered it down until the tiny stone was trapped between her paw and the clearing floor. "Then, when I stop flexing," she went on, letting her paw relax, "that space gets small again. She lifted her paw to show the pebble trapped there. She flexed and let the pebble clatter on the ground. "So the first thing you have to learn to do the trick is to pick up the pebble like that. Once you get good at doing that, and can do it really fast, it'll look like it just disappears when you hit it with your paw."

(Think I'll go ahead and call it a night. Those z's aren't going to catch themselves. But I'll be sure to respond in the morning if you add more.)

[lone]

Originally Posted by Empress Of Evil

"Because I sleep where I want. You just had to stay next to me,” Everpaw snapped. "I never asked you to stay,” She continued. The tom was pushing at her buttons. She was not at all happy. "What if I die before them? You think too dark,” Everpaw said, scowling. Why on earth would he say such a thing. That was just strange. It wasn’t right. He couldn’t just go about talking about his clan mates dying and leaving her alone. It was ticking her off. "I hope you don’t want any kits of your own when you grow up. We don’t need any more rude idiots like you,” Everpaw said, looking away from him and focusing on the ground. She wanted to storm off right now and find someone who was better than Buzzardpaw. But she stayed. She stayed so that she could defend her pride and prove him wrong. Her eyes lit up in surprise at his next words. "How do you know that?” Everpaw asked in confusion. For a moment, the confusion lingered in her yellows orbs until they were replaced with fury. "You are nosy! What I do with my friends is none of your business!” Everpaw spat. She unsheathed her claws out of anger. She wasn’t planning on actually hurting the tom, it was just something she normally did out of anger or frustration. "You don’t even count as a friend of mine and you have no right to insult me, or know about everything that I do!” Everpaw continued, huffing angrily. She knew that tested the loyalty of her best friend might be a bit extreme for the average cat, but she wasn’t average. She was different.



"Good,” Honeyvenom said, returning the smile. "The air’s getting chillier, Leaf-fall is approaching,” She suddenly remarked, glancing up at the sky as if she were expecting snow to suddenly start falling out of the sky. She had felt it earlier when she’d gone hunting. A cold breeze had whisked past and ruffled her short fur. "I hope the coming Leaf-bare shall be kind,” Honeyvenom murmured quietly to herself.



A tabby she-cat was lying down in a grassy patch of the clearing. It was shaded by a branch that arched over her. Her chin was resting on her paws and she stared out lazily at the cats that walked past her. Honeyvenom lived a very relaxed life. She did the same things every day and she seemed to have no drama in her life. She was carefree and calm. The warrior was fortunate to live such a normal life. She knew there were a lot of cats amongst the clan who lived much more different lives. Honeyvenom found that a lot of drama in life came from socialising. The orange tabby herself socialised quite a bit. She had a decent amount of friends and she was well-liked. It was hard to not like the she-cat when she was so gentle and kind. Like a queen. Honeyvenom made her friends, but very truthfully, she did not get herself too attached to those who she became friends with. There were only a few cats who she trusted to keep her secrets and got really close to. The rest, she was just as kind and friendly with, but she told them no secrets. She treated them as she would any clan mate. Or probably, a little kinder than those clan mates who she had not yet met.

Honeyvenom lifted her head and looked around. She was getting bored of lying around all day. She had lazed around for long enough. She slowly sat up, curling her tail around her paws. She gazed around the camp, looking for someone who looked like they could do with a nice chat. After a short moment, her amber gaze landed on a particular tom. There was something different about the tom. He seemed….tense. Perhaps that was the word to describe him. From what she could see at this side of the camp, he looked ready to jump out of his fur if something moved. Was something wrong? Should she ask? She didn’t want to seem nosy, but he looked like he had something on his mind that needed dealing with. Honeyvenom wanted to help, but she didn’t want to upset him if he didn’t want to talk. But it was worth a shot. She might as well try first. It was better than doing nothing and letting the poor cat screech in terror when a leaf fell. Maybe she could get him to relax. She rose to her paws and padded towards him, flicking her tail in the air as she stood up.

"Goodmorning,” Honeyvenom said softly as she reached the tom. She took a seat down next to him and wrapped her tail around her paws like he had. "I’m Honeyvenom,” She said, looking at the tom and waiting patiently for his response. She could not remember seeing him around camp before, meaning that she didn’t know his name either. Hopefully he would respond the way she hoped he would, or else she would have to live through a whole conversation without knowing his name. That, or she would awkwardly have to ask for his name. Honeyvenom never liked having to ask for someone’s name when they did not give it away straight away. She normally didn’t have to do it, but when she did she didn’t enjoy the moment. It was plain awkward.

As another cat approached him, the tom raised his head to look at her. "Honeyvenom?" He repeated, as though in a daze. See, the word he had almost heard leave her maw was Minnowstripe. Oh, for StarClan's sake - if he didn't stop obsessing over his ex, he was never going to be able to move on. Why, he was acting like her now! Unable to let go of this simple thing. There was nothing wrong. He just needed to calm down. For a moment his optics were still blank, until he shook his head and gave her a smile. "I'm sorry, I'm - Leafsparks. It's nice to meet you, Honeyvenom." His voice was pleasant, though weary. That ordeal with the feline had taken almost everything he had. And now he was holding conversation with another she cat, which he was sure the other feline wouldn't have liked. A nervous expression entered his eyes, though he also felt a sense of freedom. She wasn't around. She wasn't around. Oh, great StarClan, he was free! Free to do what he wanted!

Free to do what he liked! However you wanted to put it, he was free - free - FREE! What a beautiful word. And the reality that Minnowstripe couldn't hurt him through their relationship anymore seemed to just strike him. His expression changed a little and he began to purr, tail twitching back and forth and he gave her a brighter smile. It was as though a cloud had been lifted from his vision. For the first time, Leafsparks realized that Honeyvenom was, in fact, quite attractive. More attractive then he would have thought had his previous interest been around. "How are you? StarClan's been very good to us this green-leaf, the prey has been running well - only thing is the weather." He talked as though he would never shut up. Because he was finally free. That was a point that could not be stressed enough for the tom with the emerald-green optics. His marbled fur seemed to gleam brighter in the sunlight, even, although it could not be affected by mood, perhaps it was just his mind that made him believe it was glowing brighter.

Oh StarClan, was he going to go crazy like the other cat? He didn't mean to be so excited. It was just that, well, it had been a while since he had felt free. Always feeling tracked or trailed or cornered by Minnowstripe, always feeling like he needed to make up an excuse not to be around her. Well no more of that. Those days were over. And perhaps... perhaps someday he would have a brighter future. Perhaps someday he would have a family of his own. That thought made butterflies enter the tom's stomach. Would Honeyvenom understand? Had she ever been through something like this, having to deal with a cat who, well... just turned your whole world completely upside down crazy? Because he had. And she was gone now. What was he supposed to tell the attractive she cat, though? I just got out of a really depressing stage of my life so I'm sorry if I act stupid? Nah. Honeyvenom would be cool with it.

[Splash]

Originally Posted by InvaderNellie

"Well," Rosetail mewed, "Bonefur is Sorrelpad's brother. We thought he had joined Starclan long ago." "I-I wanna be your mate!" Bonefur blurted out, nervous.

Autumnwind nodded in understanding to Rosetail. "He can't be running free on our territory, though," she reasoned, knowing that they'd have to chase away the white tom. She blinked in surprise at what Bonefur said next. He's talking to Rosetail, surely? she wondered nervously.

[goddess of ducks]

Originally Posted by Lonestar23

Touchy? Emotional? Her? That thought made her eyes narrow and she watched Vireokit with a half-amused, half-angered expression. Who did he think he was to call her those things? She was close to being warrior-age by now, and she most certainly was not going to take some cheek from a kit. Though, Kestrelpaw had to admit, it was a sign that he wasn't mindless and brainwashed. At least he wasn't acting like a lot of other kits, cheerful and bouncing around - but sulkiness wouldn't get him anywhere.

"I'm going to be completely honest with you: I don't have any problem with being wrong, and I'm not someone who gets touchy and emotional. As for getting offended when I'm not right, I don't do that either - it's childish and petty. You, on the other hand, seem like one of those cats to me."

Her voice was completely calm, not showing any sign of anger in it. And it sounded honest. As though she really believed what she was saying. He was childish and petty. She was grown now, and she had never been that way - even from a young age, Kestrelpaw had alienated herself from things like that. From other kits. Except for her brothers. And her Mother. And, she had always spoken her mind... not letting power, or age, keep her from doing so. If she had just offended young Vireokit? Well, that was too bad. He could deal with it and not act so sulky and moody. Except, was that even possible for him? In her opinion, he seemed exactly the type to act all woe-is-me over some little situation.

"If you think being moody is going to get you anywhere, you're absolutely wrong." She added, glaring down at the young tom. StarClan forbid she would become his mentor. Or, perhaps it would be better if she was. She could knock some sense into him. Make sure that he was smarter then he seemed. Otherwise, there was going to be one warrior that Kestrelpaw wouldn't be looking fowards to seeing.

@Night

Vireokit turned away from the feline, anger bubbling. Sure he was being accusational, but he was angry. He didn't care. He didn't care in the least what this feline was actually like. Obviously she was stuck up and rather opinionated, but did he care to know how she felt? No. He whipped around as she turned his accusations back on him. "Well, maybe I am one of those cats. But who do you care? Did you ever stop to think that I'm a kit. That's all every one sees me as. I have to find a way to defend myself somehow. When no one respects you, no one truly stops to listen to you, no one seems to care, you have to find a way to stand out. You have to find a way to make yourself memorable." He snarled. "If you spent day after day with everyone treating you like some little know-nothing kit, how would you feel? " he turned back around, facing away from Kestrelpaw. He didn't want the she cat to see the blatant frustration on his face. He didn't want to see her either. "Look, I don't care what you think of me. Or if you think what I'm doing is wrong or 'petty and childish'. Okay? I have my reasons for being who I am, as I'm sure you have your reasons for being who ever the heck you are. All I'm trying to do is find a voice when it seems no one sees me enough to have one."

[wren]

@Doctor Andreas Marino

As verglaseyes felt his way through camp, the sweet smelling nursery was easy to detect over his visually inpared problems. Hence the easy ability to check on starkit, the small little she cat who he took onto himself to protect. She had no family and didn't seem to be outside running with other kits that often. Which slightly concerned him. Suddenly he felt furry bodies slip between his legs. He grunted and stumbled back as a parade of kittens bumbled out of the nursery shrieking like they had caught on fire. He pinned his ears to the back of his head and bit his tongue to avoid snapping at the little scraps of fur. Than using his banormally long tail reached it forward and felt for the nursery entrance. Letting the scent of milk wash over his tongue. Once he felt the breeze from the den he pulled himself forward. Ducking low just in case he might have run into it. Than the blind cat poked his head into the nursery and looked around, whiskers twitching and nostrils flared. "Starkit?" came the hoarse mew from the entrance. Her scent couldn't be picked out from the mass of kittens and queens in the den. Hopefully she wasn't sleeping.

[red_inactive]

Originally Posted by CandyFlossCat

Lynxkit followed the other kits gaze, Palekit's eyes more hesitant as they caught Mintkit's. Lynxkit grinned, he shrank back awkwardly and gave a little squeuaky sound. "Hi!" Lynxkit purred, Palekit stared at his paws. "H-Hi.." he mumured. Lynxkit gave him a tiny nudge, and he slightly straightened up to somewhat meet Mintkit's eyes. The small tabby and bobtail had two different facial expressions, one happy one extremely nervous. Lynxkit sat, letting Palekit copy her movements so he'd have something to do rather than fidget awkwardly. "Nice to meet you!" Lynxkit purred. The young tom swallowed. "Y-Yeah, s-same..." he mewed softly. He hoped Mintkit liked him, despite being so shy. Lynxkit liked her already, because Lynxkit. (The perfect reasoning). Lynxkit hummed softly, glad Starkit's mother wasn't around. She was glad they were even aloud to be friends! Let alone Palekit, unable to stand up for himself. She grinned, her tail swept around her paws and her ears pricked. Her fur was smoothed down and her whiskers twitched with excitement. New kit met, meant possible new friend.

Originally Posted by Random Melchester

"I have not." Mintkit replied, the words leaving her tongue smoothly. She lowered her head to deliver a few licks to her short white fur, before turning a piercing blue gaze onto the two kits. She looked them over, as if assessing them. Mintkit loved meeting new cats, dont get her wrong. But some cats were loud. And bossy. And arrogant. And... Mintkit didnt like that. The she-cat didnt think anything special of herself, even if she was the daughter of the leader of ThunderClan. It couldnt matter any less. It was just a title. Mintkit herself was still a kit. And soon she would become an apprentice. And then a warrior. But all of those were titles. Mintkit was going to become someone great one day, but she was undoubtedly going to set her own path about it.

"Its nice to meet both of you as well." Mintkit mused, still raking her gaze over the two kits. Palekit seemed okay. A bit shy, but he was quiet for the most part. Mintkit did want to get him into a more talkative phase, she'd work on that, though. Still, he was quiet, and didnt look arrogant. Someone she could be friends with. Lynxkit seemed alright, too. Maybe a bit energetic, Mintkit noted, looking the she-cat up and down, but Mintkit could probably learn to keep up with her. She wasnt one for first impressions, after all. The young she-cat let her eyes linger on both of them before turning to Starkit, giving a tilt of her head and a flick of her ears, a questioning look on her face. "So, what are you three currently discussing?" She prompted, sitting down. She often used big words- Something she undoubtedly picked up from Roarclaw. For a kit her age, Mintkit was very smart -- This mostly due to the fact that Honeyfur and Roarclaw were the the two out of her aunts and uncles that came to watch the kits more often. And good for that, too. Had Foxthorn been tasked with kitsitting them alone? Mintkit doubted that would end pretty. Her uncle was... And odd one, to say the least.

Originally Posted by Doctor Andreas Marino

Starkit watched the three interact, smiling a little to herself. It seemed that everything between them was alright, although Palekit seemed a little overwhelmed. She blinked at Mintkit, her eyes blank. "What's... Currently mean? And discussion?" She questioned, her ears pinning back as she felt like she was making a fool of herself. But Mintkit was much older than she; Starkit was only two moons old, after all.

Originally Posted by CandyFlossCat

Lynxkit was optimistic they'd all get along. Palekit was more hesitant to make a whole lot of friends. Starkit and Mintkit seemed nice enough, but..nevermind. He was being mouse-brained. Lynxkit turned to Starkit, biting her lip. Her mind was blank at the moment, due to all the excitement clogging her thoughts up. Palekit just didn't know. He was young after all. Lynxkit's smile was returning, a bit slowly, but it was there.



Lynxkit gave a tiny dip of her head, a grin on her maw and her eyes glowing. Palekit curled his tail around his paws, and a tiny spark of envy lit inside her eyes before disappearing. Her tiny nub of a tail was twitching slightly, and she glanced at Mintkit. She was pretty, for sure. Lynxkit's eyes quickly scanned the kit, Palekit gave her a tiny look before darting his gaze away to stare at something. Lynxkit sighed softly, but returned her gaze to Starkit and Mintkit. Her friends - er, friend - had an interestiing pelt, black with speckles of pure white on it. She let her thoughts wander off, thinking of her future. Palekit, on the otherhand, was internally screaming. What if she hated her? What if Starkit and Lynxkit ditched him because of it?! Palekit calmed his rapid breathing, soothing himself..kind of.

Lynxkit nodded, snapped out of her endless thoughts. She smiled, her eyes warm as she nuged the stiff Palekit. Palekit squeaked slightly, nodding and smiling a bit. Lynxkit sighed, rolling her eyes a bit. He wasn't a very....communicative cat, currently, she'd have to work on him being more..energetic. Mintkit seemed nice, not too pushover-ish or rude. Lynxkit liked her, Palekit wasn't running away so she assumed he did too. Palekit always ran from cats he disliked. It was an urge to escape, Lynxkit supposed, rather than fight. The 4 moon old she-kit was more of a..fighting with words type, that was a good way to put it. She turned her gaze to Starkit, not wanting to awkwardly stare at Mintkit or Palekit. She herself had pushed aside their previous conversation when Mintkit arrived. She scoured her brain for what they were talking about earlier, but nothing was popping up. Lynxkit let out a silent groan, stupid brain! Why couldn't it remember things when she needed it to? Palekit was chewing his lip, hoping he'd be able to make up some excuse to..do something, other than sit there surrounded by she-kits. He curled his tail around his paws, staring at them as they were interesting all the sudden.

Originally Posted by Royal

@Doctor Andreas Marino

As verglaseyes felt his way through camp, the sweet smelling nursery was easy to detect over his visually inpared problems. Hence the easy ability to check on starkit, the small little she cat who he took onto himself to protect. She had no family and didn't seem to be outside running with other kits that often. Which slightly concerned him. Suddenly he felt furry bodies slip between his legs. He grunted and stumbled back as a parade of kittens bumbled out of the nursery shrieking like they had caught on fire. He pinned his ears to the back of his head and bit his tongue to avoid snapping at the little scraps of fur. Than using his banormally long tail reached it forward and felt for the nursery entrance. Letting the scent of milk wash over his tongue. Once he felt the breeze from the den he pulled himself forward. Ducking low just in case he might have run into it. Than the blind cat poked his head into the nursery and looked around, whiskers twitching and nostrils flared. "Starkit?" came the hoarse mew from the entrance. Her scent couldn't be picked out from the mass of kittens and queens in the den. Hopefully she wasn't sleeping.

Starkit snapped her head up to look over in Verglasseyes's direction. "Over here!" She called, removing herself from the group and running over to the blind tom, nuzzling the fur on his leg slightly. "How are you doing?" She asked, looking up at him.

[ShiningFern]

Originally Posted by Bunnyburns36

"That's good that you got enough sleep." Snowwhisker purred, and blinked warmly at her, his amber eyes shining brightly. Her smile is so pretty... He looked over at the fresh-kill pile. "Do you have a preference for prey? I like squirrels the best." He shifted his paws slightly, and glanced back at her. He was glad that she had agreed to get fresh-kill with him. He really enjoyed spending time with her. For the longest time, he had just seen her as a really good friend, but well, he was hoping for more now. Not that he really knew how to address that, but he wasn't planning on confessing or anything anytime soon. He was happy with a friend, and he didn't want to push her away if she didn't reciprocate feelings.

Her blue eyes glittered, watching the tom's eyes as he looked to the fresh kill pile. "My favorite is blackbird." She answered, looking to her friend. Quickly, she groomed some fur on her chest that was sticking up when she thought the tom had turned away to grab some food. Chestnutsong didn't want to look like she was still an apprentice to the other warrior. It had been only a few moons. I hope he didn't see that. Or if he did, I hope he doesn't mind. Snowwhisker is always so nice, so I doubt he will. She smiled, looking at the tom fondly.

[wickedvirtues]

Originally Posted by Doctor Andreas Marino

Starkit snapped her head up to look over in Verglasseyes's direction. "Over here!" She called, removing herself from the group and running over to the blind tom, nuzzling the fur on his leg slightly. "How are you doing?" She asked, looking up at him.

Lynxkit followed her gaze, tilting her head. Her eyes aglow with curiosity, looking at the blind tom silently. Starkit knew him, so he had to be nice-ish..right? Well, maybe, she hadn't spoken to him yet.

[Mango]

Originally Posted by SpiralWhirl

Copper let out of purr of delight, " Owlstone if you don't mind me asking, how did you get paralyzed?" He asked curious. The young kit wasn't judging, he was being his curious self. She must be tough, to survive and be mostly paralyzed.



Wolfpaw snorted, " Yeah yeah. I know, I can't forbid you! Now can we please go?" He said. He never had a good reason for his teasing, sometimes she smelled like fish but it was mostly for her name. Wolf refused to admit that she was beautiful, actually he did think fishes were beautiful. Was that another reason? "I hate being around so many cats, yowling and such not," He muttered quietly to himself.

Owlstone purred,"Ahh...you noticed. I wasn't sure if you did." She chuckled," I was an apprentice and it was a dark stormy night, don't worry Copper, it's not a horror story, anyways I was mad my mentor wouldn't take me out for battle training so I ran off into the territory to find a fight, sure enough I did. I found a group of Dusk Syndicate Fighter's they are cruel and, not to scare you, like to steal kits, They attacked me and my mentor arrived and I ran, I saw a bolt of lightning and not perminantly, but for a short time, lost my vision and ran under the struck tree as it crashed on me." She meowed," I don't recall how I got to camp." She meowed," I don't mind you asking." She smiled

[Charmer]

@Chameleon

Tired from her training for the day, as well as her secret nightly exploits, Cherrypaw stumbled into the apprentice den, hoping to get some rest while Tigerdawn was off on duty. The little ginger and white apprentice made her was groggily to her nest and flopped down, not even bothering to fluff up the feathers the way she liked first.