Open Camp when i get home ──✩°｡⋆⸜ meeting

[juniperstar]

juniper

the body aches against its losses... both of the flesh and of the heart. too many nights had passed with not a glimpse of half her litter and no sign that they might be safe other than the blind faith she held for Sablestar. he could be good... he had been to her once. still, the cuts and nicks of the forest's many bites are just as arduous to endure when every tiny movement meant stirring them to glittering pain. a tongue could only pass over them in desperate hope of easing it, of stitching them closed with saliva and an eagerness not to hurt anymore.

vacating the leaf-strewn entrance of her den, Juniperstar can take solace in the united efforts of her clan... how they work in interlocking bonds that fill the gaps of heartaches, of unforeseen challenge. she lifts her voice to gather their attention, to lance herself through them like the sun does burn the skin to remind anyone that it still brightly shines even through the cover of the canopies- a begging insistence. do not forget me.

"We have some apprentices that need... watching over," they are not so small that they are burdens, begging for milk and moss balls... but if the recent throng of rats roaming their territory like a pack of wolves is any indication, it isn't safe for anyone to be alone, much less their youth. "Sunpaw... I'm going to ask Dustrunner to oversee your training..." aqua eyes slide towards the ashy-furred warrior with a quiver of her whiskers. she hadn't consulted him on his preparedness but... she had absolute faith. "Ghoststrike..." like Thunderflash he had found himself pressing his luck. choosing to nip at sore wounds rather than act to fix them... his voice had become a grating irritant rather than something worth listening for. maybe being forced into some sort of responsibility would see him take some initiative beyond his sulking. "You're in charge of Cinderpaw."

if he objects, she doesn't seem interested in hearing it, launching headfirst into the next assignment, "And Hazelheart, if you wouldn't mind taking care of Grizzlypaw." a chipper tom who'd be little headache to her.

her tail swishes low to the ground, sweeping at the dust like it might unveil some sort of relief or reward for their hard work, for their adapting despite all odds. the best they can look towards is the filling of the fresh-kill pile as the spring thaws their woes away. if Sablestar had just waited... had just waited for this exact moment and let Thornstar try...

"Please do what you can to hunt as much as possible- the nursery is not as roomy as it once was so we need to keep our most vulnerable fed. There should be plenty to go around in this pleasant weather so... let me know if you have any issues." there is one last matter she supposes, "If you wander towards those warm stones towards where the sun sets, keep an eye out for a new clan that calls themself RiverClan... They seem friendly but had to be reminded not to trespass when they introduced themselves."

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• new pairings!
  @Dustrunner & @SUNPAW
  @GHOSTSTRIKE & @Cinderpaw
  @hazelheart & @grizzlypaw : ̗̀➛
  
  sorry for my absence i've been swamped irl between actual plans, life events and general seasonal mental health struggles. much love to u all and u can expect thunderclan's first event hosted sometime in the near future :3c after windclan is established...

• juniperstar leader of thunderclan nine lives remain

  ignore me

 

[grizzlypaw : ̗̀➛]

Grizzlypaw gathered at his leaders call like any other of his Clanmates, situating himself near his brothers and denmates with a bit of shifting until he was comfortable. The springtime sun warmed his back as it dappled between the new growth of the oaks canopy. A reminder they are moving away from the long, hungry leafbare behind them.

Juniperstar spoke in trailing tones- apprentices that needed watching over- that must be him among that number. Training with different warriors and often in tandem with other apprentices had not been difficult for him to adjust to. He learned new technique to each skill every day, with a favoring in hunting he's been told. But, it was unorthodox. There was a prize to be had in a consistent mentor that Grizzlypaw had not seen before, and his eyes widened in glowing blues as he was assigned to Hazelheart. A Storm Guard- his mentor!

"AAALRIGHT! AWESOME!" The excitement burst from his maw like a sparking combustion within his body, shameless of his own volume. Juniperstar went on to insist upon the importance of keeping their prey-piles stocked and Grizzlypaw puffed out his chest with pride. He would show Hazelheart just how well he could execute on their leaders order!

A TRIP TO THE RAINBOW ☆ FOR A POT OF GOLD

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• GRIZZLYPAW he/him, thunderclan, nine moons.
  ☆ a lh chocolate rosette tabby with blue eyes // large cat breed build
  ☆ mentored by ?
  ☆ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / always tag subacct
  ☆ penned by gonkpilled ↛ gonkpilled on discord, feel free to dm for plots / click for toyhou.se

 

[GHOSTSTRIKE]

I WON'T SMILE, BUT I'LL SHOW YOU MY TEETH

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Ghoststrike arrived at the call of their leader, taking a seat on the edge of the growing crowd where he could put as few cats to his back as possible. These meetings were a bit of a mixed bag when it came to content: warnings, promotions, the sharing of news. It was hard to know what to expect, which meant that he wasn't given the opportunity to pick and choose what bits to be present for– had no choice but to endure the entire thing less he missed something important.

"We have some apprentices that need... watching over,"

Dark eyes narrowed in suspicion at the declaration, because the way she said it implied the responsibility was going to be delegated to a warrior rather than a caretaker. Could they really spare anyone to play babysitter to a bunch of kids when they had so much work to do and two clans to keen an eye on? He would have assumed it would fall on the Caretakers– but then again, who did that really entail? Palefern? And the nearly dozen kits they were already looking after?

Juniperstar seemed to have taken this into account though, and while her solution was no favorable by any means, it was smart.

She was pairing the little buggers off, one to a warrior.

Drag them along on patrols and training sessions, teach them as you go. It was a far more efficient system of education than what the Coalition had offered to him, but he couldn't say he was thrilled with the next words out of the shecats mouth.

"Ghoststrike… You're in charge of Cinderpaw."

He exhaled slowly. Then, a sharp nod. It was just another job to do. Another chore to see done. He couldn't say he had much passion or motivation to see it done, but he didn't have those things for early morning patrols or hunting trips in the rain, either and he still did those things.

He hoped they were just at an age where they were willing to co-operate with this new order. Up until now the apprentices had mostly been doing their own thing, but now it seemed like juniperstar intended to integrate them on a more full basis into the clan workings, having them trained and properly participating. Not a bad idea by any means, but only if the 'paws' intended on co-operating. He had no interest or intention of chasing down a mouthy, unruly child who didn't wish to participate.

Dark eyes scanned the gathering of cats, searching out the 'Cinderpaw' who'd been assigned to him.

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thunderclan warrior- male - a towering dark tabby with a white mask and dark amber eyes.

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[SUNPAW]

I COULD NEVER WALK AWAY​

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Sunpaw took his seat among the other apprentices with a grin, gently nudging in among them and getting comfortable before he turned his attention to Juniperstar. His brows furrowed in confusion for a moment when she mentioned the apprentices needing some watching over, but whatever apprehension he'd been feeling was quickly wiped away by the shecats next words.

""Sunpaw... I'm going to ask Dustrunner to oversee your training..."

Training?! His whiskers couldn't help but twitch a little in excitement, and he quickly got to his feet to look around for Duskrunner, 'eager' written all over his face.

"We can start soon, right?" he asked, eager; written all over his face.

As Cinderpaw and Grizzlypaw were also assigned mentors, he couldn't help but reach over to nudge them good naturedly with a large white paw, "Looks like we're gonna training to be warriors together!"
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thunderclan apprentice- male - 7 months - a sturdy ginger and white tabby with amber eyes. ​