ThunderClan Clearing

[Waste Of Bandages]

Dazecloud lives

[Johrog]

Icerose 14 moons Thunderclan
Icerose looked up at Boulderspot and said. ”Dont mind mee, and thats just the reason why i wanted too go out, too get too stretch my self. ” She felt a bit irritated that evrywone was just treating her as she was an appearintice but shaked the fealing of.
@Purely_K2

[Purely_K2]

 

Originally Posted by Johrog

Icerose 14 moons Thunderclan
Icerose looked up at Boulderspot and said. ”Dont mind mee, and thats just the reason why i wanted too go out, too get too stretch my self. ” She felt a bit irritated that evrywone was just treating her as she was an appearintice but shaked the fealing of.
@Purely_K2

"Fair enough, lets go!" Boulderspots purred, padding over to the camp entrance.

[Johrog]

Icerose 14 moons Thunderclan
”Okay i am coming” she Said and followed Boulderspot too the camp entreance. @Purely_K2 (can you do the Next post in thread Thunderclan territorrium.) (sorry for the late repond no mention i did write your name wrong.

[Luna16]

Sunrisepaw lingered in the clearing, but not to relax. She scanned the clearing for a warrior who was free, tail-tip twitching irritably. Evidently, these adults couldn't be trusted, even for something simple like training.

@Star - wanna throw Mothflame at this?

[Star]

Milkbee existed.

[Star]

 

Originally Posted by Luna16

Sunrisepaw lingered in the clearing, but not to relax. She scanned the clearing for a warrior who was free, tail-tip twitching irritably. Evidently, these adults couldn't be trusted, even for something simple like training.

@Star - wanna throw Mothflame at this?

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Mothflame
Fluffy leopard-spotted she-cat with dichroic eyes and a scar covering half her face.
She/Her | 28 Moons | + every 19th | ThunderClan Warrior | Sweet but Deadly

Purrks:
Mind Reader [INACTIVE] • Killer Aptitude T3 [INACTIVE] • Ultimate Predator [Permanently Active] • Just a Scratch [Permanently Active]
. 。・゜✭・.・✫゜・。.

. 。・゜✭・.・✫゜・。.

Did she feel guilty? Yes. Her own apprentice was disappointed because of the stunt she pulled. Her apprentice. A cat much younger than her. But was she going to let that get to her and sulk like a moody apprentice? Hell no. The rosetted she-cat spotted her former apprentice in the clearing, clearly looking for someone to train her. She had that spark in her eyes, that look when she wanted to prove herself.

"Sunrisepaw," She called, slowly padding up to the tortoiseshell feline. "I... Apologise for the embarrassment I caused both you and myself. It... Well, I'm not going to make excuses, but you don't know the full story, do you?" She fixed her single-eyed gaze on Sunrisepaw's.

"I'm willin' to take you training. One mistake doesn't make me any less of a warrior." She murmured softly, as if she was talking to a kit. She wasn't usually like that, not to an apprentice, but she couldn't help it.

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[Fawn]

Dovekit -

Seeing through the swarm of cats was nigh-impossible with every ThunderClanner buzzing about the grisly scene. Dovekit caught glimpses in the gaps and wove between legs to get closer. The coppery tang, unmistakably blood, settled heavy on her tongue but she pressed forward deeper into the chaos.

Her heart skipped a beat when she saw him, only to resume a moment later in violent hammers against her ribcage. Spiderthroat. Broken, bloody — too bloody to truly assess the damage. Dovekit’s entire world screeched to a halt, and tiny claws tightened in the dirt as the instinctive desperation to ground herself took hold.

No. NO.

Loss was a stranger. But helplessness? That, she understood. Enough to viscerally loathe it with every fiber of her being. Dovekit vibrated, not with horror or shock, but with palpable fury.

Barely-constrained, white-hot rage tangled with dark, bitter resentment as Dovekit’s attention lashed to the comedy of errors wailing over her Spiderthroat’s fate. Wild green eyes narrowed. Sharp heaves erupted out of her, erratic and clipped.

She wanted to wring regret from them herself.

The spiraling desire to make them hurt too was leashed purely by Spiderthroat’s perceived and expected disapproval. And now, with his blood coating his pelt and the ground below, that was far less of a concern.

[Rani]

Mudhound
Thunderclan Hornet | They/them | 40 Moons
Bilingual T3 | Flock Together T3 | Rapid Recovery | Killer Aptitude T3

The clanmates panicking around Mudhound were a blur, the medicine cats scrambling to get the herbs for the sudden unexpected flood of injured and maimed were a blur, the only thing the hornet could see was their sister. Bumblestars lives were preventing her from dying, the tripod was pretty sure, this wasnt a final death. But she wasnt waking either. Bumblestar always got up after she died, and quickly, usually irate and ready to work. Why not now? Why why why why Mudhound didnt want her to die for them! Mudhound wanted their loved ones to live ALWAYS it was their dearest wish to starclan so why wasnt starclan waking their sister from the death she'd gained dying for Mudhound.


Mudhound felt sick, gagging up a mouthful of swallowed blood and water from their drowning, Bumblestars blood from when she'd bled out in the river the first time oh starclan that was their sisters blood, sobbing through the motion and trying to claw forward.


Quackpaw and Sprucejumper were their salvation.


Jolted from panic at Sprucejumpers barked order, the tripod well conditioned to listen to his rare words, Mudhound stilled instantly, eyes wide and shocked and just confused like a kit left alone in the dark. Lost was a good word for all of this really, and blinking a couple times as they took in their first and current apprentices distress something finally snapped inside them. A good thing, this time, as it was their adrenaline driving them to help when they werent capable of it.


Their help was hurting their beloved apprentices, they needed to stop. Slowly, so slowly Mudhound went fully limp, slumped into the ground and their wailing petering out into quiet gasped and weak whimpers they couldnt stop. But their eyes, their eyes were hazed but fixed and aware of the two cats near them, focusing on the loved ones they could reach when Bumblestar was so far away to keep themself present.


They could go, sleep, and drift off when they were in the medicine cats den and Wolfhawk said it was ok, for now they were forcing themself to stay away through the cold in their bones (bloodloss and shock, they knew) and the pain for Quackpaw and Sprucejumper.


@Minku @Alchemist Kitsune (Double posting in the med cat den now and Im saying spruce/quack dragged them in, if you wanna do a quick post there of your cats leaving once muddy is being tended to feel free)

[Mapleshade_Colossus]

Splotchsong of ThunderClan
17 Moons

Splotchsong lazed around the clearing, bored out of her mind! Dear StarClan, can't something interesting happen around here?

[Activity post / Open]