camp RID THE WORLD OF FERAL ANIMALS | getting reinforcements

[MERLINPAW]

When Merlinpaw arrived to the clearing, she arrived a disheveled and despondent tangle of pure fear. Merlinpaw stumbled into the thicket-lined entrance of Thunderclan camp, for even the simple act of running did not leave her body tearless nor untousled, and only a pained yawp escaped her muzzle. Many of her clanmates wove words of concern, though she cared naught to tangle herself within their strings of pity tonight. There was an important mission that her mentor had granted her, something so paramount that to fail would incur a punishment greater than death to her. Guilt, another mouth to feed, would only grow more avaricious once failure had branded her. "R-Roeflame! M-M - The - The - I - Sunnin - Sunningrocks! I-It's being - being attacked! River - Riverclan! R-Riverclan came! G-Go! Go! T-Thunderclan - it needs our - our help! Help! Trouble! At Sunningrocks!" The dilute tortoiseshell apprentice practically screamed at her unsuspecting clanmates, like a winged trumpeter plummeting straight for the earth, disgraceful in the way she yelped and puled. She stopped, if only to catch the breath that hung too heavily within her windpipe. She could hardly fight, even at her age and her size, but she could alert those that could. Hot tears streaked through her adolescent countenance, like the purity of lechrymose sentiment welled up violently upon her face, and radiated outwards into her own pulsating worries. The mere act of war had cowed her, for it reminded her of the tyranny of moons past, of the senseless bloodshed only done to prove some arbitrary point. Was there a method to the madness if it was all for good purpose?, she wondered as thoughts raced incessant and restless.

( GOGOGO DEFEND THUNDERCLAN! Sunningrocks battle is HERE! Also @ROEFLAME . tag <3 )​

 

[braveheart : ̗̀➛]

☀ . ° ✦ Dusk had long since settled into night and with every inch the moon rose, the temperature somehow dropped further and further. The ravine would be gutted from its leaf-fall glamor in no time at these rates, witnessing once again the burning blaze of freckled snowdrops and tasked with kicking icicles off the entrance to the elders den.

"M'getting tired..." Braveheart made show with a yawn as he lifted his head from Doepath's shoulder, nearly nodding off outside the warriors den. He smacked his lips and steadily rose to stretch and prepare to move their cuddle to one of their nests until Fallowbite returned, when suddenly Merlinpaw bursts from the brush with wide eyes and trembling whiskers.

Her frightened appearance is startling, making his tail fluff out twice it's size in his surprise. "What- Sunningrocks? Now?" It's late! In his naivety of course, he cannot fathom something bloodthirsty in the cold dead of night. He swallowed dryly as he looked to Doepath. "I can't- Fallowbite is out there. I have to go. I have to." He shoved his muzzle against hers in a rough, rushed reassurance . The sudden spike of adrenaline lanced between every muscle in his legs, the sleepiness just moments before gone in a single breath.

Braveheart took one last look around camp before following the trail back to the fight. He would keep his promise to Doepath, and fulfill the vow he made for his Clan.

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  BRAVEHEART — HE/HIM ･ 13 MOONS ･ THUNDERCLAN & WARRIOR ･ PENNED BY beatae!

  A Longhaired chocolate tabby with a white locket and deep blue eyes. A large cat who stands tall and proud. His coat is thick with long wispy curls. Severe scars from owl talons stretch across his shoulders and another that starts from his back down his left thigh.

 

[RACCOONSTRIPE]

Raccoonstripe has made his final trip to the nursery for the day. He does his best not to glare daggers in the new queens' directions, choosing instead to give his (very) divided attention to the kits who squeal and fight and tattle at his paws. He'd really just wanted Nightbird's company — and selfishly, he can't wait until the children are 'paws and out of their fur so they can share a nest together in the warriors' den again.

"I was saying —" He's interrupted by a stuttering caterwaul. The gorse tunnel trembles; a pale tortoiseshell figure bursts through. Merlinpaw. She shakes as she enters camp, screeching about Sunningrocks, about RiverClan invading ThunderClan's territory.

She calls for Roeflame, but Raccoonstripe does not wait for their young deputy. The tabby brushes his muzzle against Nightbird's briefly. "Stay safe. You can't trust those fish-eaters not to have something else planned." His gaze is dark and steely as he bounds ahead, through the tunnel and out into the forest beyond.

『 out of character. 』 ✧･ﾟ:* 『 about. 』

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• Raccoon . Raccoonstripe, he/him w/ masculine terms.
  — "speech", thoughts, attack
  — 47 moons old, ages realistically on the 5th.
  — mentored by n/a ; mentoring Scarletpaw ; previously mentored Wildheart, Moonwhisper
  — thunderclan lead warrior. gray wolf x howlingstar, gen 2.
  — currently mated to Nightbird.
  — penned by Marquette.
  
  
  lh black tabby with white and dark brown eyes. charismatic, charming, calculating, ambitious, shallow, manipulative.

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[beetlepaw]

His eyes had just begun to close when Merlinpaw bustled into camp. His ears twitched and he pushed from the apprentice's den, vision casting towards other able-bodied cats before back towards Merlinpaw. She called for his mother first- something that burned like hot iron in his stomach- then informed them of the trouble. His lips drew back, Beetlepaw's vision narrowing swiftly after. He shifts his trail- not following Raccoonstripe or Braveheart just yet.

Beetlepaw bustles into the warrior's den. "Burnstorm. Sunningrocks is under attack. I'm going." He says sharply, uncaring of who he wakes, uncaring of what others may think of his solid declaration to his father- he was going. He would not be held back from trying to defend his home, their territory, their right. He waits a heartbeat longer, then Beetlepaw turns, muscling past Merlinpaw's shaking and blubbering form to the gorse tunnel and out to Sunningrocks.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ┌── TELL ME DOCTOR WHATS THE CURE ⋅❁⋅ FOR THE WICKED MANS BLUES ──┐‎

• "speech"
  // mentioning @BURNSTORM

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• BEETLEPAW he/him, kit of thunderclan, nine moons.
  ⭃ LH black smoke with bright green eyes. is growing into a very broad and built tom-cat of average height, mirroring his father's build. has a nick in his right ear and a new scar on his muzzle.
  ⭃ not mentored yet / / mentoring no one
  ⭃ no romantic interests / / BURNSTORM X ROEFLAME - sibling to dovekit and littlekit, adoptive sibling to hopekit and coalkit
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by dallas ↛ dallasofnines on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

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[roaringsun]

〔✦〕Roaringsun is getting ready to settle into his nest when a yowl pierces through the air. He shots up to his paw, adrenaline coursing through his veins as fears shocks through him like lightning. Merlinpaw breaks through the gorse tunnel shaking and panting, RiverClan and invasion spill from her mouth. Sunningrocks? Now?

And then another surge of panic goes through him. "Softsight!" He gasps and, much like Braveheart and Raccoonstripe, the warrior does not wait for Roeflame before rushing out towards the battle. He had to get there fast. He would not let Softsight be wounded or worse, not when they were already struggling with the early arrival of frost.

I took a little journey to the unknown ( Ive come back changed, I can feel it in my bones ) //

• ooc.
• ROARINGSUN —— warrior of thunderclan , mentor to none . npc x npc . littermate to npcs ✦ penned by nocthymia
  ✦ male / he/him / 13 moons & ages every 14ᵗʰ
  ✦ single / orientation & poly or mono / open/closed to romance
  ✦ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / underline & tag account when attacking
  —— combat details here / battle notes
  
  ✦ "speech", 'thoughts', all opinions are in character
  ✦ tags — msg on discord (hypmic) for plots — toyhouse
  
• reference image here
  

  a longhaired flame sepia with low white and amber-brown eyes.

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[SQUIRRELSONG]

Squirrelpaw was finally getting ready to collapse in her nest after a vigorous day of training, when Merlinpaw tore through camp like a fire was hot on her heels. The apprentice paused at the mouth of their den, her ears springing straight up and her shoulders tensing instinctively at the panic in the other girl's eyes. And then all hell broke loose when Merlinpaw began screaming incoherently about the Sunningrocks - what was happening at the Sunningrocks? Riverclan? Squirrelpaw quickly whirled around while the rest of the camp began to scramble all at once, while she was still reeling to catch up.

"W-What? What do you mean? They can't-" A cold wash of dread wrapped around her heart as the reality of the situation settled in. This was it, this was everything she had been fearing these last few moons. Her mother was out there, practically on her own, trying to defend their territory from an entire hoard of vicious Riverclanner's. And they would all be looking to Flamestar, leader of Thunderclan, the one cat standing in their way. Panic took hold and her breaths stuttered.

She couldn't let this happen, she couldn't let them hurt her mom, like the traitors had hurt her brother. She couldn't lose another parent. "Mom..." The blue torbie didn't bother looking for her mentor or letting anyone know that she was going; there was no time. Her paws hardly touched the ground as she turned, ready to sprint out of camp on the heels of the older warriors, trying not to let the hot tears pricking her eyes fall. They had not lost anything yet; she had not lost anything yet.

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  SQUIRRELPAW ✶ she/her, apprentice of thunderclan, 10 moons
  ⭃ lh blue torbie with low white and green eyes // slender but fluffy
  ⭃ single, bisexual, crushing on no one // flamestar x flycatcher
  ⭃ sister to bugpaw, ravenpaw, sunpaw, falconheart and stormfeather
  ⭃ mentored by lightflower // adoptive sister to sparrowpaw
  ⭃ peaceful powerplay permitted // underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by limerence ↛ @limericks. on discord, dm for plots

 

[ORANGEHEART.]

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- his leg hurts like hell with every step but he will be damned if he doesn't get reinforcements. as he crashes into camp, he notices cats already rushing away. what...?

"th-theyre attack– wheeze– attacking us! sh-shadowclan is attacking us– mirestar said they're t-taking our territory, w-we need help! we need help!"

his lungs burn. he can feel the fire rage within his jaw as he tries so hard to catch his breath but he can't. he doesn't have the time to.

"this way! we gotta help!"

his stomach hurts. he's gonna throw up, but he can't. he has to swallow back his fears, his aches, his pains, everything. he only gives one last glance to the clan before turning and running off. he feels slow, like he's slowing down- as if him doing this makes it worse for the clan overall, but he's gotta keep moving. he has to keep going.

// getting reinforcements for this thread!

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── honestly, i thought that i would be dead by now ⋅❁⋅ calling security, keeping my head held down──┐‎

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  ORANGEPAW ✩ he/they, apprentice of thunderclan, 12 moons.
  ⭃ rather large polydactyl orange tabby with white markings, green eyes, a broken left hind leg, and scars on his face and right side
  ⭃ npc x npc // no known family. mother is deceased
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ↛ not necessarily great in battle. semi easy to attack due to lack of experience alone.
  ⭃ penned by scar ↛ @salemdraws on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

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[ROEFLAME .]

-ˋˏ ༻ ☀ ༺ ˎˊ-

When the sweet golden hour came and went, Roeflame had thought little of it. Now, as night climbed higher into the sky, the missing presence of the last two dusk patrols Roeflame had sent out was becoming glaringly obvious.

To quell her overthinking, Roeflame had opted to share a last meal with her mate in the camps clearing, just as a frantic Merlinpaw comes barreling into camp, calling out the deputies name in a voice that dripped with fear. "Merlinpaw!" Instantly, the tabby is on her paws, eyes stretching wide as the apprentice shares her news, but Braveheart and Raccoonstripe are thinking faster than she, already running out of the camp entrance before the deputy can speak a command.

Beetlepaw and Roaringsun are next, and it is then Roeflame would turn to @BURNSTORM , brushing her muzzle against her mates nose, "Follow them, I'll be right behind."

"I need-" just as Roeflame can get her voice above the chaos, the gorse entrance rustles yet again- this time spitting out a disheveled Orangepaw. Sh-ShadowClan is attacking us!

Those last two patrols, ShadowClan's recent accusations… this was no accident. "Shit!" Roeflame cannot help but curse, turning to those who remained, "Squirrelpaw, find Lightflower and anyone else in the warriors den and follow Raccoonstripe down to Sunningrocks." Was that the right decision? Roeflame's head whirls, they didn't have the numbers. "Dovepaw and Dwindlingpaw, to me!" The time for practice was over.

Again, she turns to those that remain in the clearing, there was no time to mull over the numbers. "Every warrior out here with me to ShadowClan! Guards will remain at their posts and protect the camp. Let's go!" Was SkyClan going to leap into their camp from the tree's next? There was no time to fret, only time to move.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── I GOT A POCKET ⋅✴⋅ A POCKET FULL OF SUNSHINE ──┐‎

• feel free to have your character in the warriors den if they're going to the Sunningrocks battle or out in the clearing if they're joining Roe at the ShadowClan battle!
  apprentice tags — @Dovepaw @Dwindlingpaw
  

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  ROEFLAME ✩ she/her, Deputy of Thunderclan, twenty-seven moons.
  ⭃ petite cinnamon silver ticked tabby with murky green eyes & a small scar over her left eye.
  ⭃ mate to Burnstorm ☀ mentor to Dovepaw & Dwindlingpaw
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted ☀ underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by Noor ↛ @toyangel on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

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[nightbird]

⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ nightbird's ears shoot straight up at merlinpaw's alarm, eyes following the path raccoonstripe's had until she takes in the puffed apprentice. riverclan had come for sunningrocks and her mate is on his paws, throwing their conversation to the wind and casting her a swift goodbye.

her own claws thread into the earth, her jaw set as she rises. "go to the nursery," she instructs her children briskly. they are slow to file in, more interested in the calamity of camp than listening to her word. "go." she bites out again, pushing at the last in line until they were all tucked away.

nightbird had barely even made it a step in when there is another plead for help. orangepaw yells about shadowclan. they were cornered on two fronts, warriors split between each border, and the queen is not thinking when she spins on her heels. this was a planned attack, thunderclan was nearly as disadvantaged as they could be. they'd starve without sunningrocks. nightbird joins the fray of cats racing out of camp, paws hitting the ground hard as she follows the familiar path to the riverclan border.

BURNING SWORD // ───‎ ⋆ GUIDE MY HAND‎ ‎‎ ‎‎☽

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  NIGHTBIRD ✩ she/her, lead warrior of thunderclan, 38 ☾'s
  ⭃ a small black smoke molly with a white paw and pale silver eyes. currently a queen residing in the nursery.
  ⭃ mate to raccoonstripe / / currently mentoring none.
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking ↛ see battle info here
  ⭃ penned by vayle ↛ @vayl3 on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

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[TWILIGHTPAW]

Twilightkit draws her tongue over the fur of her chest, lamely listening to the sounds of the night whilst she waits for sleep to take her. Abruptly, the chirping of darkness-bound insects are silenced by the warbled shouting of an apprentice. Amidst the chaos and confusion, another apprentice breaks through with the same panting proclamation - but a different border. They're being attacked on two fronts. Twilightkit cannot help but discern that this was, in some way, planned. ShadowClan seemed upset after the gathering...

Before he can turn to his mother - his father already gone - she, too, leaves, and with only a few sharp words in her wake as she goes. A demand, for their tails to disappear into the nursery walls and not be seen until she returns. There is a sense of childish resentment that sparks in Twilightkit as he watches her race off next. However it is entirely and too quickly smeared by control and obedience, his black striped tail flagging in the air as he stands.

"You heard her," says the overgrown kitten, waiting for her littermates to turn back to the den. She'd tap her tail to any nose that defiantly turned from her, eyes narrowed still. "They'll come back," Twilightkit says, likely mimicking the adults around them before guiding each of them into the depths of the nursery.
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[Brighteyes]

"I'LL BE RIGHT BESIDE YOU"​

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His prey fell forgotten as the first cat came rushing into camp. Merlinpaw, gasping for air as they stumbled into the ravine with a frantic look about them, bringing Brighteyes and several others to their feet in concern.

Sunningrocks! I-It's being - being attacked! River - Riverclan!

His mouth dropped open, his first instinct to say 'it has to be a mistake', that even Riverclan would know it was foolish to wage a war and risk their clanmates when things were already grow rough with the early cold, but he couldn't force himself to say something that wasn't true. Skyclaws reign of terror had taught him that cats could be savage and cruel to one another, and there was no logical reason why others couldn't play at the same game.

A thought that was horrifyingly confirmed when, hardly moments later, Orangepaw came rushing in as well, just as desperate and out of breath.

"sh-shadowclan is attacking us– mirestar said they're t-taking our territory,"

No. No.

His blood ran cold as understanding swept over him like frigid waves, causing his fur to bristle in disbelief and panic. "T-This was planned- they're trying to wipe us out!" A severe accusation to throw around, but the proof was quite literally tearing at their borders as they spoke, threatening to take away the very resources they needed to survive.

That.. That wasn't fair!

Anger sparked to life at the injustice of it, crackling away in his ribcage and burning away his fear. Couldn't everyone just leave them alone?

"Every warrior out here with me to ShadowClan!"

"R-right!" He fell into line quickly, abandoning his meal to join Roeflame and the others in the clearing in heading toward Shadowclan. "Good luck at Sunning-rocks!" he called to the others, hoping Starclan kept them safe.

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[WILDHEART]

Wildheart felt his chest tighten as he was confronted with the weight of the situation that they found themselves in. RiverClan was attacking, and so were ShadowClan! Two assaults, it had to be planned! Fury bubbled up within the calico and he clenched his jaws until they hurt with the pressure. Who should he follow? Which front would need him most? He had already seen his former mentor heading for Sunningrocks so he felt comfortable extending his assistance to the other front instead. Solidifying his choice, he then hurried towards Roeflame. "Ravenpaw! Spiderpaw! With me, we're heading to fight ShadowClan!" He feared that the conflict would be difficult, and he truthfully worried for their safety, but they couldn't afford to hide away and to do nothing.

He soon found himself falling in step next to Brighteyes. "Lets teach those ShadowClan rats a lesson!"


//Going with Roeflame to ShadowClan! Apprentice tags @Ravenpaw and @SPIDERPAW
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[SQUIRRELSONG]

Squirrelpaw was nearly out of camp when she heard Roeflame's commanding voice, ordering her to rouse her mentor and any other warriors that were still lingering in their den. The girl froze, indecision staying her paws as she glanced longingly after Raccoonstripe and the rest of her clanmates. There was precious little time to spare, if her mother was out there facing down Riverclan without help. She needed to get there, but... she could see the weight of responsibility in her deputies eyes, and didn't want to let her down.

With a frustrated huff the apprentice sprinted towards the warriors den, poking her head in and not bothering to seek out her mentor before shouting unceremoniously into the dark. "Lightflower, wake up! My mom needs help at the Sunningrocks, we have to go." It sounded like a demand, and perhaps it was, but she was too frantic to care. "Anyone else still in here needs to come with us. Hurry." Without waiting to see whether or not they would heed her words, Squirrelpaw retreated from the den and turned on her heel, her heavy breaths steaming in the cold night air as she darted out of camp.

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‎‎ooc ✶ info

• [ grabbing @Lightflower and any other warriors going to sunningrocks <3 ]

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  SQUIRRELPAW ✶ she/her, apprentice of thunderclan, 10 moons
  ⭃ lh blue torbie with low white and green eyes // slender but fluffy
  ⭃ single, bisexual, crushing on no one // flamestar x flycatcher
  ⭃ sister to bugpaw, ravenpaw, sunpaw, falconheart and stormfeather
  ⭃ mentored by lightflower // adoptive sister to sparrowpaw
  ⭃ peaceful powerplay permitted // underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by limerence ↛ @limericks. on discord, dm for plots

 

[doepath ࿔]

Braveheart's company was a tiny comfort amongst a hundred little paper cuts... He was warm, ever-purring against her side while they sat in quiet company. He complained about being sleepy the longer they sat and Doepath couldn't help but purr her amusement. "Sorry, it's pretty boring just sitting around all day. Are you s-" She doesn't get to ask the tom if he has better things to be doing, fate comes knocking...

Her vision shifts up towards her speckled friend, a worried frown creasing her features. The mention of her sister is enough to make her pelt start bristling, already aware of an unspoken understanding. Braveheart had cared for her... nurtured her despite her sharp persona... She knew that his affection was a little bit more than friendship, even if the two were too shy to admit it out loud. "Please be safe, Braveheart," she meows, leaning against the gentle touch of his cheek against her in his panicked farewell.

Doepath knew she wasn't particularly skilled as a fighter... but the sudden wall that rising around her in a reminder of her uselessness makes her stomach churn.

Two attacks... at the same time? What the hell had she missed? Why was everyone so furious all of the sudden?

please dont leave me ➺ in the dark

• DOEPATH
  fifteen month old warrior of thunderclan
  she/her fawn sepia with low white and yellow eyes

 

[Glowingpaw.]

THE LIES YOU SUCCUMB TO
BLISSFULLY UNAWARE​

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glowingpaw & 08 moons & female & she/her & thunderclan apprentice ​

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' Sunningrocks! I-It's being - being attacked! River - Riverclan!'

In that moment, there is only panic - blue eyes widening in shock and fear. There is a second where Glowingpaw considers hiding - considers curling up in her nest with paws covering her ears and eyes shut tight, pretending that this isn't happening and nothing is wrong. But that hadnt helped much with Wrathpaw, had it? She'd kept jaws shut tight and hid and clanmates had died.

Instead, she takes a deep, shuddering breathe, as crossed eyes close for a breif second - pushing down the anxiety that writhes in her guts. Even with eyes cloaed, she can almost see them - the eyes, the judgement if she does not act. And then she follows - paws thudding unsteadily as she trails after the others, heart beating its rabbit-pace against her ribs.

━ actions & " speech, " & 'thoughts/quotes' ━

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W E ' L L - A L W A Y S -B E -S O -P E R F E C T L Y- H A P P Y

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// mobile ♡

 

[TIGERPAW]

They were all having a good time. Or... she'd thought they were all having a goodtime. her and Nightbird and Raccoonstripes and her siblings, even if she kinda had to many of them... But now, not only are her siblings talking over her, but the whole of camp is, all of them yelling out in panic. Alongside Twilightkit, Tigerkit pricks her ears. They're being attacked apparently. Raccoonstripe is leaving before she can even ask what's happening. She should be used to that. She was used to that, but it didn't mean she was happy about it...

What she wasn't used to was Nightbird goading them toward the nursery, and seemingly making no move to go with them. Even as her face furrows in confusion, Tigerkit is already taking ginger steps to do as she's told... " Aren't you coming? " she asks her mother, but she's already turned away. Twilightkit's being all bossy-like. She guesses it's almost normal. It would be normal, in a moon or so... She feels a funny feeling in her gut.

At least when she was apprentice, she could run off to go fight RiverClan and ShadowClan with her parents... She hates both of those Clans, she decides. On her way to Nightbird's nest, she makes sure to give Doepath the funny look Raccoonstripe had been giving her.​

 

[Dwindlingpaw]

⁺₊⋆ ☀︎ ⋆⁺₊ As soon as Merlinpaw and Orangepaw both reveal that they were sent back because their patrols are being attacked, chaos breaks out, and her clanmates from all throughout the camp assemble. This was too unexpected. Nobody was ready! They need to move out, but to where? As soon as Dwindlingpaw moved one way, her racing mind pulled her to go in the other direction. The apprentice cursed her indecisiveness as she stood in camp unsure; her clanmates could be suffering waiting for help.

Being made to scatter like rats to the border was vile. "Have they no shame, no honor? They attack like roaches." She hissed. The anger that boiled in her chest was more than welcomed. How many more times must Thunderclan be betrayed? Howlingstar and Flamestar had even allowed for Riverclan's medicine cat to train here! Nonetheless, battles were brewing. "Who needs the most help?"

Roeflame's commands cut through the disorderly crowd, splitting the remaining cats up to go forth and defend. The deputy didn't wait for any arguments as she calls her apprentices to her side. Dwindlingpaw head snaps in the direction of her voice; she shoves her way through to fall in line with her mentor, Brighteyes, Wildheart, and the other apprentices heading to the shadowclan border. Her long cream and red fur was spiked up, jaws clenched and claws ready. The other clans may think that they are weak, but they have no idea how badly they screwed up by messing with them.

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  Dwindlingpaw— She/Her ･ 10 moons ･ Thunderclan apprentice･ PENNED BY @Ghostunes!

  ☀︎ A charismatic colorful array of cream orange and red fur shaped like an apprentice.
  ☀︎ Crimsonsun x Shadedmoon
  ☀︎ Tags​

 

[Addersnap]

@SPARKPAW apprentice tag! + antler mention since he looks at her

The clearing of ThunderClan camp had been quiet. Too quiet, like the calm before a storm. Addersnap had been pacing around anxiously, feeling the weight of his conscious as he tried to wonder why he was so on edge. Perhaps it was the lack of food, the fact that his nest was so thin that it was easier to stay warm when he moved his legs to get blood flowing through his body. His constant thoughts of Antlerbreeze weren't a help, nerves snapping into hyperdrive whenever even an image of her in his mind flashed by. Stars, why couldn't he just relax?

He had been absorbed in his own mind when Merlinpaw crashed through camp, the occurrence making him jump back with hackles raised high. RiverClan? Sunningrocks? Fighting? Now? Addersnap stood frozen as though he was stuck in that icy river himself, his surroundings becoming muffled and slow as the boy started to get into his head. Did RiverClan have no sympathy? How was he supposed to be able to fight under such conditions, the cold whipping about on his fur and skin, slowing his muscles enough to where he may just fall over as though he were ice himself? He didn't want to go out there. He didn't want to fight for ThunderClan.

Shock had finally worn off as anger fueled through his veins, giving him enough warmth to pad closer to the others who were now forming, tail twitching nonstop as he sank his claws into the soil. How dare they come into their territory and demand what ThunderClan rightfully owned? Addersnap puffed out his chest, now only one thought racing through his thoughts. He needed to make Flamestar proud. He needed to make all of ThunderClan realize that he wasn't just a waste of training. He needed them to discover that he was their most fierce warrior.

About to open his maw to call Sparkpaw, Addersnap stepped back with a look of confusion as Orangepaw limped into camp as fast as he could, spouting about Mirestar coming to take their territory. His determination turned to ice, cowardly wishing he could just run out of camp and hide somewhere deep in the territory where no one could find him. Yet the brown tom whipped around to face Sparkpaw, wherever he may be, eyes narrowed to try and hide the fear that lay in them. "Sparkpa'. We needta go. Now." Voice quivering and low, he tried to convince himself to move as he spoke after Roeflame's demands. Flicking his tail-tip against the boy's flank, Addersnap made eye contact with @antlerbreeze before dashing through the gorse tunnel with his heart in his throat. He had to go defend his clan.​

 

[antlerbreeze]

She had been resting- resting was an apt word for it, given everything felt electrically charged. Shadowclan's accusations, Skyclan and Riverclan becoming friends on the side, and the cold snap, driving them hungry and mad. Her sister was settled in the nursery, heavy with kits, alongside Sunshinespot. More mouths to feet, and they'd be here before newleaf even began. Her eyebrows twitched at the thought and a sigh left her. Her head is just lifting as murmuring and shouting began outside.

Her mind is brief, stagnant. Somecat or another pokes their head into the den, and her fur is on end then. She pushes out of the warrior den, barely shaking her fur out before looking around. The camp is in a craze, cats streaming out the gorse tunnel to defend their territory. Antlerbreeze's eyes shift this was and that way, only to pause and make sharp, deliberate contact with Addersnap. Her breathing hurt, all of a sudden. Antlerbreeze couldn't afford to let another cat die- not someone close to her. Close? She didn't have time to think about it.

Antlerbreeze's paws find her by the nursery first, pressing her flank against her sister's, bidding a silent farewell before she too was leaping through the gorse tunnel. Thrashpaw was in the back of her mind, but there was no time to look and see where they went- they could handle themselves, she was sure of it. They had the blood of Baying Hound in their blood. For everything she was, she was stubborn, callous and sharp to the end. Antlerbreeze was sure they'd be okay. Agile paws carried her towards Shadowclan, heeding Orangepaw's call.

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  // briefly looking at @ADDERSNAP and interacting with @doepath ࿔ before out!

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• ANTLERBREEZE she/her, warrior of thunderclan, fifteen moons.
  ⭃ LH cinnamon lynx sepia with low white. smaller body, agile and slippery, fits really well in small gaps in the underbrush. soft spoken but strong and determined.
  ⭃ previously mentored by howlingstar / / mentoring no one
  ⭃ padding after no one / / sibling to fallowbite and doepath
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by dallas ↛ dallasofnines on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

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[Lightflower]

❝ it's gonna hurt for a bit of time ❞​

She had settled for the night, training had gone well that day. She intended to tell Lovelight about their day when they were interrupted. Squirrelpaw's shouting nearly made her jump out of her skin. What in StarClan's... her thought trailed off as her apprentices words registered in her mind. Sunningrocks. Lightflower scrambled to her paws clumsily, racing out after her. She didn't stop to wait or think, she needed to go. She had to help, to be useful, to do something. As she burst out, she overheard about ShadowClan's raid as well. What have we done, StarClan? Why? she thought. She pushed harder, catching up to Squirrelpaw. No time to think. Just go.
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