all I think about at night ★ flyme fam

〕After her return from the Moonstone, she had slept in the warriors den that night. Today was a new day however, which meant cleaning out her future den. Skyclaw and Redflower's scent masked any remaining scent that Howlingstar may have left behind, and as she tugged the old bedding away her nose had wrinkled in disgust. It had taken awhile to clean out the den, before finally moving her nest into it. After finishing, she dipped her head out of the den and back out into the camp, where she spent the day until the sun started to crawl out of the sky.

The new leader padded back towards the den, but the hesitance in her step was clearly observed. It felt wrong claiming the den as her own. Each time she ducked her head in, she expected to see the motherly brown figure of Howlingstar. It hadn't been but just a sunrise since she had been reunited with the former leader, but standing here now all alone made her stomach uneasy. She had always expected to share this den with Flycatcher beside her, even when he had been Howlingstar's deputy. The snores and mumbles that she had once fondly complained about were suddenly missed, and she considered turning back and spending "one more night" in the warriors den. Did you feel this lonely, Howlingstar? How had she slept in here each night? The walls were so silent she could hear...everything.

Flamestar padded back out of the den, her gaze set on the comforts of the warriors den...but she was stopped by none other than her kits. A purr rumbled in her throat as she touched whichever was closest to her's forehead with her nose. "You all should be asleep...what are you doing out and about?"
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  • FLAMESTAR —— leader of thunderclan , mentoring merlinpaw . storm x lily . littermate to nala, smokey, and nemo ✦ penned by icey !
    afab / she/her / 37 moons & ages every 20ᵗʰ
    widowed / heterosexual / closed to romance
    peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / underline & tag account when attacking
    —— difficult in battle
    ★★★★★★★★★

    speech”, 'thoughts', all opinions are in character
    tags — msg on discord for plots — toyhouse
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    a longhaired red tabby with low white and green eyes. flamewhisker's fur is a vibrant hue of red, riddled with thick classic tabby markings. her fur is medium in length, and she has a large, feathery tail. her chest, belly, tail tip, and her paws are dipped white. flamewhisker's eyes are a dark, deep shade of green. her shoulder has a large scar on it from a fight with a dog. she also has a shredded ear from a disagreement with a loner during her time alone before joining thunderclan. on particularly cold days, or sometimes before a major weather change, she will walk with a slight limp from her shoulder injury.
 
*+:。.。 Bugpaw had cried the first night she was made to sleep away from her mamma. Life is ever changing, and though it was hard to appreciate that...especially nowadays, she knew there was good to be had even if change felt scary. She wondered if that's how Flamewhi-star felt. If leaving the nursery had been difficult - or perhaps the harder part had been leaving the warrior's den for the nursery, and now doing so again for the leader's den. Either way, her heart ached for her mamma. It seemed Flamestar couldn't catch a break, pulled here and then there, and expected to smile through it all despite the tumultuous amount of responsibility and loss she had, and will continue to have, to suffer through.

"Whoooo says we're not sleeping? We're sleepwalking!" Bugpaw announced, smiling warmly when she felt her mother's nose atop her forehead. She makes a big show of blinking exaggeratedly as though she's only now "waking up", and glancing around at her siblings with dramatically wide eyes, "whaaat? How're you all in my dreams right now?" before playfully poking one of her siblings as though to confirm their tangibility. Giggling, she lets the joke drop before it overstays her welcome and properly faces her mother.

"Th'thing is, none of us can really sleep..." She paws at the ground, she thinks about Meadowpaw and her siblings, curled up tight as they still grieve the loss of their father, and shivers. That could've so easily been Bugpaw and her siblings, had things gone badly with Skyclaw. "Plus we were thinking," she glances at her siblings in hopes that they'd hype or back her up, "since leaf-fall is coming and it's getting colder, plus with stinky Redflower and Skyclod scent all over the den, maaaaaaybe you could use a little company?" she smiles, big, wide, convincingly, as she'd done when she was a kitten begging her mother to let her get away with whatever shenanigan-of-the-day had presented itself. "Pleeeeeeeeeeease!"



  • GENERAL:
    Bugpaw
    DFAB— She/Her
    6 moons — Ages
    Daughter to Flamewhisker and Flycatcher
    Sibling to Falconheart, Stormfeather, Lilykit, Butterflykit, Scorchedpaw, Squirrelpaw, Sunpaw
    Thunderclan — apprentice
    Apprenticed to Falconheart


    COMBAT:
    Physically easy | mentally easy
    Attack in bold pink
    injuries: None currently
 
〕Green eyes narrow as she watches her daughter pretend to be sleep walking. A small smile forms on her maw, and she wonders for a moment if their father was watching her now. She could imagine his love filled eyes glittering with the beauty they had the other night. Being reunited with him, even if just for a brief few moments, had reignited a new energy within her. Waking up without him by her side had pained her, but she had gotten closure...a goodbye. Something she hadn't known she needed until now. A goodbye, and the solidification that he truly was watching over the clan...that Starclan is real. "Oh really?" the tabby would purr, leaning down just a little to touch Bugpaw's forehead with her nose. "I'd imagined your dreams would have more butterflies and rainbows." A complete opposite from what filled her dreams, when she dreamed.

"Th'thing is, none of us can really sleep..." The leader blinked, concern flickering through her gaze as she pulled her nose away from Bugpaw's forehead. Did I pass my nightmares down to them? Her heart skipped a few beats. She had suffered from nightmares since her very early days joining the clan. Flycatcher had been the only thing to mostly keep them at bay, but they had returned since he had been stolen away. But that was not the case. The big, wide, goofy smile that had won her heart over returned once more, and Bugpaw asked if they could join her in the leader's den. Is that allowed? Howlingstar hadn't had any young kits during her time as leader, and Emberstar hadn't had any at all. She turned her muzzle to look at the den that was now her's. It was very lonely in there..."I would love that."

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  • FLAMESTAR —— leader of thunderclan , mentoring merlinpaw . storm x lily . littermate to nala, smokey, and nemo ✦ penned by icey !
    afab / she/her / 38 moons & ages every 20ᵗʰ
    widowed / heterosexual / closed to romance
    peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / underline & tag account when attacking
    —— difficult in battle


    speech”, 'thoughts', all opinions are in character
    tags — msg on discord for plots — toyhouse
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    a longhaired red tabby with low white and green eyes. flamewhisker's fur is a vibrant hue of red, riddled with thick classic tabby markings. her fur is medium in length, and she has a large, feathery tail. her chest, belly, tail tip, and her paws are dipped white. flamewhisker's eyes are a dark, deep shade of green. her shoulder has a large scar on it from a fight with a dog. she also has a shredded ear from a disagreement with a loner during her time alone before joining thunderclan. on particularly cold days, or sometimes before a major weather change, she will walk with a slight limp from her shoulder injury.
 
Squirrelpaw was also having a hard time coming to terms with her mother mothing into the leader's den, though her reasons were entirely selfish. She didn't want Flamewhisker to become... Flamestar. Not anymore. Once, it had seemed like such a cool thing. When she was a kitten, she was so excited at the idea that her momma might one day become leader of Thunderclan. How grand! But then she had seen Skyclaw toss Howlingstar from the Highrock like she was nothing more than prey. She had watched Smokefur claw at her mother, Skyclaw attack her sister, and Sparrowpaw die during the mutiny. Being leader made her a target, more than she ever had been before. What if another traitor came along? What if it was Flamestar next, being murdered for nothing more than her title? Squirrelpaw couldn't bear the thought of it. They'd already lost Flycatcher, and she didn't want to become an orphan. She wished her mother had never accepted her nine lives, that they could live in peace without fear of losing anything else.

But that wasn't what had happened. She didn't get a choice here. Like it or not, Flamestar was going to be Thunderclan's leader, and she was going to move into the leader's den beneath the Highrock just the same as Howlingstar and Skyclaw before her. The blue torbie noticed the hesitation in her mom's actions as she slowly removed the old moss, as if she was trying to wash away the stains of the past by simply changing the bedding. Squirrelpaw's claws flexed into the chilled earth, hanging back for a moment as Bugpaw eagerly bounded forward to greet her. She watched, bitterly, as Flamestar pressed her nose to her sister's forehead, trying to ignore the ache in her chest. She managed to swallow the frustration enough to pick herself up and join them, forcing a smile to her face. It isn't her fault. She needed to continue to remind herself of that.

"Speak for yourself, weirdo," she giggled back to Bugpaw at her ridiculous excuse, brushing her fur against her twin's affectionately. "If this were a dream, your jokes would be better." As her sister continued on with her lengthy explanation of what they were doing awake, her own forest green gaze hesitantly lifted to those that matched them. Would Flamestar be disappointed, if she knew how scared Squirrelpaw really was? Did she expect her to be as lionhearted as the pair of heroes that bore her? Her paws began to tremble but she shuffled them to hide the shaking, nodding fervently to back up Bugpaw's claims. "Uh, that's right! If all of us sleep in there together, it definitely won't smell bad for long. Unless you think we smell bad!" And, as much as she would hate to admit it, the thought of snuggling up to her momma and her siblings again eased the shadow over her heart just a bit. Her dreams were filled with spilt blood and gnashing teeth and she didn't want to return to them any time soon. "I call dibs on the back!" she suddenly shouted, grinning devilishly and sprinting towards their new den. Hey, if she were going to sleep in there all crowded with her family, she certainly wasn't going to be the one dealing with the leaf-fall draft.

  • SQUIRRELPAW she / her, apprentice of thunderclan, 9 moons
    lh blue torbie with high white and green eyes // slender but fluffy // excellent climber
    single, crushing on no one // flamestar x flycatcher // mentored by lightflower
    sister to bugpaw, ravenpaw, sunpaw, falconheart and stormfeather
    peaceful and healing powerplay permitted // underline and tag when attacking
    penned by limerence@limericks. on discord, feel free to dm for plots
 
〕Had it not been for her sisters begging, Ravenpaw would not be out here tonight. Being around their mother was the absolutely last thing she wanted right now. Many lives had been taken unfairly during the battle against Skyclaw's followers, and like Squirrelpaw, she couldn't help but wonder if there wasn't more she could have done. Had Sparrowpaw died because of her lack of training? If she had tried harder, listened to her mentor more, could she have helped save their older brother? The apprentice den felt empty without him. Each evening since they had laid him to rest near their father, she looked to where his nest had once been, wishing she could tell him how her day had been...to show him the new hunting moves she learned, or stories of what had happened while on patrol. It was a pain she hadn't experienced before, and one she did not want to again. She, like her littermates, hadn't experienced the death of their father, a member of their family.

Mossy hued eyes burned down at her paws. She couldn't bare to listen to Bugpaw try to make jokes, to ignore how heavy of a situation they were in now. What was keeping something from happening to Flamestar, like Howlingstar? Did their mother becoming leader put her siblings in danger? The molly pulled her ears back and pressed them against her skull. She could hardly tolerate listening to the twins in front of her...mother's favorites it felt like. They were a perfect combination of both of their parents...Flamestar's fiery blaze intermingled with Flycatcher's clouds of blue. Even Sunpaw was like their mother. She felt like a shadow, left behind and forgotten behind her siblings. Since moving into the apprentice's den, she had grown closer with their older brother, finding comfort in his caring nature. He had been her closest friend.

And now he was gone, and she was alone.

The idea of sleeping with their mother again, but in the leader's den felt...odd. She had considered turning and heading back to the apprentice den, but if she didn't follow her littermates, then she would be even more alone. "I call dibs on the back!" Ravenpaw let out a huff, flicking her tail irritatedly. Of course her sister would take the spot she wanted...typical. "That's not fair." was all she would grumble.
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  • RAVENPAW —— apprentice of thunderclan , mentored by tbd . flamewhisker x flycatcher . sibling to bugpaw, squirrelpaw, sunpaw, falconheart, stormfeather, sparrowpaw ✦ penned by icey !
    afab / she/her / 9 moons & ages every 1st
    single / heterosexual/ mono / open to crushes
    peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / underline & tag account when attacking
    —— easy in battle

    speech”, 'thoughts', all opinions are in character
    biography — msg on discord for plots — toyhouse
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    a longhaired tortoiseshell with low white and green eyes. Ravenpaw bares a pitch black pelt, broken up by vibrant blazes of red fire. Her fur is long, curling up around her face. She has dark green eyes like her mother, and carries a light, athletic build like her mother. She has very minimal white like her father, only having a little spot above her nose on her face, and her front left toes. Her front left leg is encapsulated by blazing fire, wrapping around her back up into her bushy fox-like tail.