SunClan's Story [New Thread]

[lvxe]

Whitecloyd widened her eyes at his reaction. Her green eyes stole a glance at his eyes before she replied “Whitecloud,Im surprised you haven't heard of me,I look exactly like a white cloud”. She smiled at his words,such a gentleman, The fluffy white queen paced her paws directly in front of her and thought about how Duskpaw was going before remembering her own kits,She smiled to herself then looked back at the brown Tom in front of her.

[zoketi.]

Raccoonstrike shrugged lightly, with a casual blink. "Well, I still do not know everyone's names here, even all the original Clan cats." he meowed in explanation. He gave her a slight smile in reply, just to be polite. He liked her attitude, it was bright and cheery. She was quite nice as well, not even minding his earlier misstep. The dark-furred warrior sat down and regarded her calmly, feeling that a chat with another cat would do him good.

[Joyfeather16]

Petalfall looked around softly, she was glad most of her friends had survived, especially her three best guys, Thistlefang, Racoonstrike, and Cloudstrike. She though scanned for her top tom, Thistlefang, still getting that gentle fluttering in her chest at the thought of his name. Her eyes only locked on Racoonstrike with a soft frown, nope, no Thistlefang.

[lvxe]

Whitecloud smiled at Racoonstrike “We all question something sometimes and feel alone”She replied calmly.She was trying to be as calm as possible as her kits were half a moon away. She could feel his past-tensity.“So what clan are you from?”She asked,She sat down just to make him feel calmer,She was normally a bit hyper but he seemed distressed and she wanted make him cheerful plus she needed to be serious;Motherhood is a serious subject and needed the utmost maturity.

[E c h o]

Shadowpaw
Gender: Tom
Mentor: Eaglestar
Warrior Name: Shadowpine
Crush: Songpaw
Mood: Neutral

Shadowpaw's ears pin to his head in grief. Whatever has happened to Songpaw to injure her so severely?! Why was I not there for her? Oh...right. Grinner. I'm sorry, Songpaw. I vow to never let this happen to you again. He heaves another depressed sigh at the sight of Whitecloud...was it? And Raccoonstrike chatting. Perhaps Whitecloud liked Duskpaw's mentor? Eh, that was beneath his concern. Gossip was not Shadowpaw's favorite. The black tom lumbers over to the fresh-kill pile, pulling out a small vole. He sits down in the shadows of the tall grass lining the makeshift camp, gingerly picking and rolling his mouse from side-to-side.

[SukarettoYanagi]

The younge apprentice paced camp, tail tip twitching slightly. He hadn't seen his mentor for a few hours, not since they found Eaglestar and the band of warriors. He was growing worried about her. It would break him to know that his mentor was dead. That he'd lost yet another close and vital part of his life. His amber eyes flickered around camp, worry growing with every heartbeat.

[zoketi.]

He swished his tail around his paws, wrapping it close. "FlameClan." he responded with a sharp dip of his head. Raccoonstrike gazed at her politely, and noticed how close she was to kitting. He wondered what it would be like to be a father of kits, but he pushed the thought away. That would probably not happen to him. He wasn't really into that idea, anyway. He looked warmly at Whitecloud, not quite sure what else to say.

[lvxe]

Whitecloud smiled “Rainclan held my loyalty”She mewed, She flicked her ear and tried to think f a subject then thought of her kits,Why not have that as a subject? “How do you feel about kits?”She asked,knowing the Tom might not be good with kits, Maybe if she had a tom Racoonstrike could be his male-influence. She sat there thinking almost missing his reply.

[Joyfeather16]

Cherryleaf made her way into the temporary camp softly, two doves clamped firmly in her jaws. She padded towards the temporary pile of fresh kill and set them down. Softly she nosed her way through the pile till she found a small tender mouse for herself. She carried it over towards a nice little spot and settled down to begin nibbling on it as her eyes surveyed the camp.

[zoketi.]

Raccoonstrike shifted, and his gaze flickered away. "Oh...erm, I don't really know." he stammered, not sure why she was asking him this. He supposed kits were okay, but he never felt that comfortable around them. "They're okay, I guess." he finished lamely, dropping his head down and not meeting Whitecloud's gaze. He hoped she hadn't been wanting him to, well, help her with her own when they were born. He scraped a paw on the ground, quite sure that she had certainly been asking for a reason like that.