Thornclan, warriors V.2 (now accepting!)

[Sunsmoke]

Falcondusk tilts his head as he then looks away and flicks his tail.

[cardboardteeth]

[ ooc;; that there's nothing else important c: don't worry, you're good! ]

[ritzfitz]

00c;; Oh okie :3

Snowfang

Snowfang fluffed up her fur and laid down idly, her limbs tucked in.

[Laetificat]

Sunspot
He shifted, hissing lowly in pain. The twoleg den smelled odd and all he wanted was to lay down in a corner. They had hurt his trust and he wasn't sure if they actually cared about him all that much. Bumblestep did, and that made him incredibly happy. But to think... his clan had tried to abandon him. Then again, he couldn't entirely blame him. The little ginger and white tom had barely been a warrior for a few moons before being thrust into the elders den, pain crippling him half the time.

Emberstorm
It didn't surprise her that the clan had abandoned her. She hadn't been close to anyone except Sunspot and most had been wary around her in fear that her legendary fearlessness in battle may be turned against them. All because she had been a rogue and was difficult to know at the best of times. Cats had tried, but many had failed, quickly being repelled by her own wariness towards others.

[scorpiongrasses]

Sparrowpaw was shaken off by her mentor and frowned. She'd need to be more observant next time. She jumped at Dewdrop again, aiming for his scruff.

[ritzfitz]

Snowfang

Sitting up, the black long-haired she-cat wandered around the Twoleg home, unsure. She wasn't very fond of Twolegs to begin with, but yet again, no one else was. Skulking over to a corner, she watched her Clanmates argue and talk among themselves. She decided to listen, since she had nothing better to do.

[Laetificat]

Sunspot
His stomach growled rather loudly and he looked down guiltily. It was leaf-bare and his entire clan was hungry. It wasn't his place to want food over others, even if he was an elder. Everyone was skinny, he was just... skinnier than others, that was all. If he had turned his head, he would've seen just how ungroomed, dirty, and matted his fur was. He would've also seen his bones practically sticking out of his pelt.

Emberstorm
"Don't worry Flamekit," she rasped, hunger clawing at her as she stood up. "I will feed you. I'll make sure you survive. But for now, we must travel. The clan is sheltering somewhere. You won't join Starclan, even if I have to battle every cat that resides there." She picked up Flamekit and crawled out from the stump, walking into the forest.

(About how old is Flamekit now? I'm bad with how RP time functions)

[cardboardteeth]

[ ooc;; no one TRIED to abandon anyone. ]

[raindrop,]

[ooc; reposts for my cats?]

[Weredog]

(a moon passes every 40 pages. flamekit is about 2.7 moons and will be 3 moons on page 881. i could send somebody to find them if you want but it'll have to be a clan cat since thats all i got)

Lightpaw felt morally obligated to assist Sunspot after having passed by him and noticing his condition. There wasn't any fresh-kill around from what he could see but there was plenty of kittypet kibble. He scooped a pile of the dry food onto a large leaf that happened to have been conveniently brought into the house at some point or another and carried the bundle over to the elder. "I know it isn't fresh-kill but it's better then starving right?" He tried to make light of the situation by using a joking tone as he pushed the kibble towards Sunspot.