The Recover of ThunderClan

Saberpaw
^{Never interrupt your enemy when they are making a mistake}

The tom looked at his brother and smacked him with a sharp paw. "Say something mouse brain!" he snarled. Then he looked up and gasped. "No..." he mewed. "Not Skunk-kit..." He had been watching the little black and white tom and had thought him a good choice for a possible apprentice.

The massive black tom bowed his head in sorrow. If he had been the one in power his punishment of Kestrelkit would have been far worse. He dug his claws into the soil and growled low. He promised himself, and the fallen kit, that he would be avenged, and that one day Saberpaw would be Saberstar. Then cats that led other cats into danger without any need would be severley punished. Even if they were just kits.

Otterfoot
^{Okay, let's do things my way this time.}

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Otterfoot saw the torn and bloodied body of her son and let out a terrible yowl. The red cat dashed forward, knocking over several cats. She turned to the two kits and snarled, mouth agape. "You..." She hissed. "You will pay for what you have done. Mark my words."

She turned to the leader. "How can you let her off in such an easy manner. I ask you to change the punishemnt, and I will withdraw my true wishes." She lashed her tail. "Make it three moons long, and not being allowed to go to a gathering until she is a warrior. And tell her to stay the hell away from my kits and any of my kin, forever. I swear that neither of them will apprentice any kit born of me."



Old Talonstrike
^{I'll give you a tale to blow the man down.}[/sup]

Talonstrike gasped and saw the terrible carnage. He flicked his ears back sadly and listened to the raving of the grief stricken she-cat. He gently laid a tail on the red cat's shoulder.
"She is sorry."

He backed off at the venimous glare that red cat gave him.
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RAVENKIT
A bundle of sun shine

Ravenkit had jumped out of the nursery as soon has Riverstar had called the meeting. Even though she wasn't old enough to be an apprentice yet didn't mean she couldn't listen to the meeting, did it?

It had been going well, Saberpaw her fathers apprentice had accepted his warriorship. But then the meeting was inturrpted. Ravenkit eyed Owltalon race to the entrance and some familier scents wafted to her nose. Silentkit. Krestelkit. Skunk-kit. And... she shivered as she turned to see the body of Skunk-kit covered in blood. Immediantly she was up and racing over to see if her brother was alright, but a large black paw blocked her way. Loudstorm.


LOUDSTORM
A storm so loud.

Loudstorm had been up as soon has he saw the deputy stand. The same smells that had come too Owltalon and his daughter had come to him too. He had turned and limped as fast as he could to see his son beside Krestelkit and the limp body of Skunk-kit.

He listened to the story. He knew he should talk to Silentkit, but he was just glad he was alright. Otterfoot will be devestated. he knew. No kit had the right to die at such a young age. Loudstorm started to head to his son, but then he saw another black form racing to them. Loudstorm struck out his paw. "Go back, Ravenkit." he ordered.

His daughter just looked up at him, her eyes wide and round. He could tell she was worried. "Fine, stay with me. We're just getting Silentkit."

Loudstorm them started to limp over to his son yet again, a slight burning itch had started on his wound. At least Gingerflight isn't around. he thought as he went over to his son. "Come on, Silentkit. Back to the nursery."

RAVENKIT
A bundle of sun shine

Ravenkit nodded to her father and followed beside him. When they reached the three kits she poked her head around her fathers large form. "Please, Silentkit?" she squeaked out after her father. Not daring to look at the dead kit a few mouse lengths away.

RATKIT
I am no different.

Ratkit had been watching the meeting with awe. But then it was inturrpted by three of the other kits. And one of them was the limp figure of Skunk-kit. He was about to ask his mother what had happened when he felt her race off, and since he had been leaning on her to see the kits he fell over. Scrambling back up he went over to his mother. "Mamma, what's the matter with Skunk-kit? Why isn't he moving?" Ratkit went over to his brother, mezmerized by the red liquid that clung to his fur. Nuzzling his brother, the red stuff stuck to his snout and Ratkit start to lick it off.

SMALLWHISKER
Keep your stories to yourself

Smallwhisker had trailed behind Talonstrike. The story saddened her as she remembered her own past. The elder turned to look at where the strongest scent of Otterfoot was. "Be glad it was just one of your kits." then the old she-cat started to slowly pad back to the elders den.

{{XD Love Loudstorms comment there about Gingerflight. I see she's loved dearly by the senior warrior. XD}}

Gingerflight
Victim of a Broken family

Gingerflight looked at the apprentices then so a limping figure and turned her head. Her eyes widened then narrowed as she was loudstorm going toward Silentkit.
You dumb mousebrain! Swirl-leaf and I told you to stay off you shoulder! She yowled in her head. Do i have to permanently hurt you to get it through your thick head, Loudstorm?!
She started to pad over and tell the warrior to go sit down and rest his leg but then she looked at the tom again. She could see the worry in his eyes. She stayed still and watched him. She wasn't going to stop him. Not right now at least.[/center]

Otterfoot
^{Okay, let's do things my way this time.}

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The red she-cat looked to her only surviving son and sighed, two kits out of six now lived. The she-cat picked up the motionless form of her son and walked back to the nursery. Placing him gently down she looked to Ratkit and Sevenkit.
"Skunk-kit has joined Starclan. I am sure they have given him his warrior name. Skunk-kit my little one... hunt well with Starclan."


Sevenkit
^{Can I still just be me?}[/sup]

Sevenkit walked beside her mother and looked at her brother.
"Promise you won't leave to join Starclan?" She asked Ratkit. "I don't wanna loose you too. You're my best friend, not just my brother, but my best friend. I don't know what I'd do if you were gone too." [/center]

LOUDSTORM
A storm so loud.

Loudstorm cringed at Otterfoot's words. She's just a kit! he wanted to yowl out to her. She didn't know this would happen! It could have been any of them! Loudstorm just sighed and shook his head. Turning back to Silentkit, Ravenkit behind him looking at her brother.

RATKIT
I am no different.

Ratkit followed his mother, padding beside his sister. He was scared and confused. Skunk-kit was in StarClan? Impossible! He was only a kit! He jerked to look at Sevenkit. His only living sibling. He had lost a lot. "I promise." he meowed to her. He felt the same for his sister. He didn't want to leaver her either. He went over to the dead form of his brother. "Momma, shouldn't we clean him up?" he meowed. He was sure Skunk-kit didn't want to look like a mess when he went to StarClan. So without waiting for a reply he bent down and started to lick the sticky goo off of his brother. Who was hardly recognizable.

<sup>Riverstar
No matter how hard I try, I can never be perfect

Riverstar flicked her ears as the crowd grew louder and louder from the recent commotion. But one voice was heard above the other's, making her sigh. It was the angry mother, Otterfoot.

She turned her head toward the protesting queen, replying with simple words. "Kestrelkit was aware that she did do a wrong deed. Deeply aware. That is why she recieved a low punishment. There is no reason to do more than that. I understand your pain, Otterfoot, but she didn't mean harm. I am sure she is extremely sorry."

Turning back to the crowd she lifted her muzzle, her jaws opening widely. "Silence!" The leader yowled, waiting for quiet from her clanmates. The noise was getting out of paw, and soon everyone would probably forget about the ceremony if she didn't calm everyone down.

After a couple of moments, she looked down at Toadpaw, feeling sorry for him. He didn't get a chance yet to even agree on being a new warrior because of all the nonsense. Plus he just discovered a clanmate was dead. Nodding to the apprentice with warm eyes, she waited once more.


Silentkit
I walk alone

Silentkit glaned at Otterfoot when she spat a threat at him and Kestrelkit. He felt blood rush to his head and his teeth clench with a sudden urge to sink his claws into her fur. Even though he could understand her anger, he couldn't stand someone talk so rudely to him. Nor Kestrelkit.

With a loud, threatening growl at the queen, he opened his mouth to respond. But yet again, he was inturrupted. By his father, this time. He wanted to stay with the frightened Kestrelkit but his father was urging him onward. He just hoped she would be there in the nursery with him soon. He felt oddly protective of her. Especially from Otterfoot.

With an icy glare at the angry queen, he followed Loudstorm and his sister with dragging paws. Emotions swirled in his stomach, making it hurt. And on top of that he was tired and dizzy. He just wanted this day to end.</sup>

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LOUDSTORM
A storm so loud.

Loudstorm lead the way to Iceblink. Otterfoots words burned in his mind, how dare that cat say those things, especially to kits! But the tom stayed silent. He was already on bad terms with his son. Maybe Iceblink would be better to talk to him. His ears perked up though when he heard Ravenkit speak.

RAVENKIT
A bundle of sun shine

"Silentkit," Ravenkit murmered as she eyed her brother, her stomach clenched in knots. "Why did you go? You know you could have been hurt or.." she stopped when she passed Otterfoot and her kits. She gave the queen a sad lookk before continuing. "You could have been hurt, or...or ended up like Skunk-kit. What would I do without you?!"

Her words tugged at Loudstorm's heart as he stepped into the nursery.

^{KESTRELKIT
Let's Start A Riot!, A Riot!}

Kestrelkit shrunk back from the queen's angry words, I probably deserve everything she's saying. Great Starclan I deserve my own death. Slowly Kestrelkit begin to nod, agreeing with what Otterfoot said but before the she-cat could confirm her own punishment, Riverstar spoke up. No. I want this punishment. I don't care. This is my fault.

"Riverstar--" she began, choking down the nervous lump in her throat she continued, "I'll do what Otterfoot wishes. I won't go to any Gathering until I get my warrior name. I'll do all the chores by myself until I'm a warrior." The frightened tabby kit scuffled her paws across the dusty camp ground,

"I'll even continue doing chores for the rest of my life if Otterfoot wishes." Narrowing her eyes is guilt she added quietly, "I'm sorry." Without waiting for any responses she padded back to the nursery, her tail dragging in the dirt. Kestrelkit pulled her fluffy body up into the nursery's confines and clasped into a distraught bundle of tabby fur. She didn't even care if her mother were to come and baby her, nor would she care if Silentkit were to come and comfort her.

She was in such a guilt-ridden state of mind she wasn't even sure if she could become an apprentice.

OWLTALON
I fight for what I believe in.

Owltalon watched in dismay as his kit sulked off into the nursery, for once she's acting mature about her actions. He was in no place to consult Otterfoot about her words, but his father instincts wanted nothing more then to defend his daughter. Riverstar was right, Kestrelkit definitely knew her actions. And deep down that was all the punishment one could ever need.

Narrowing his gaze he approached the rust-colored she-cat, his golden eyes were hardened with guarded anger. "Otterfoot." he began, his tabby fur stood on end along the base of his neck, otherwise the tom kept himself completely under control.

"She's nothing but a kit. You've had your share of mistakes and accidents as well, and yet you've been treated fairly with these faults." pausing he let his claws sink fairly well into the earth before continuing,

"Everyone makes a mistakes, and some are worse then others. I'm not saying Kestrelkit's actions are right, but she doesn't deserve to be reminded of this every time she closes her eyes." Snorting he growled, "I'm sure if it were Sevenkit being the cause of this predicament you'd be acting all too differently. Please keep in mind that when you lash out your anger on one cat, a kit on that matter, your offending those of who are close to them."

Flicking his tail he left the she-cat to consider his words, he wasn't too keen on the thought of her taking them personally and holding a grudge against him, but he was prepared for the worst. Taking his spot at the base of the High-ledge, he began to impatiently wait for this meeting to end, so he could go discuss the actions of his daughter with his mate.

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Otterfoot
^{Okay, let's do things my way this time.}

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The she-cat trembled and glared at the tom. "She caused me the loss of my son because she was bored." The red cat growled. "And Sevenkit would do no such thing. The paw of Starclan is upon her and she is chosen for a great destiny." Otterfoot's voice became proud. "She was marked out at birth." The she-cat turned to her two kits.
"I have some unfinished buisness. You two stay in the camp and don't leave the nursery!"

The red-she cat stalked out of the camp, rudely bumping into other cats as she moved along. She was going to find that fox and kill it.


color=red]Sevenkit[/color]
^{Can I still just be me?}[/sup]

Sevenkit sighed, there her mother went again, on about her grand destiny. Did she really have one? The small she-cat sighed and looked at her brother.
"Let's do a she says." She said, sitting by the nursery and licking the blood of Skunk-kit's pelt. [/center]

Toadpaw

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"Aye." Toadpaw said, standing stoically. He stayed put, still as water, quiet as night at the base of the high rock. He knew what happened, he could hear the yowling from afar, the death of Skunk-kit. The she-cat he loved was probably going insane, for all he knew. Saberpaw was probably sadder than he ever was before--Toadpaw knew how much the little kit meant to his brother.

He sighed inwardly, wishing he could grumble or sigh loudly. But, no, he had to sit there...like a good kitty.

Just wonderful.... Bloody mouse-brained orders she's givin' me...when I should be there, helping and consoling--what am I doing? Standing stiller than a bloody rock! The tom sighed quietly and rolled his eyes.[/center]

( I rushed on this post because I'm tired so it may be a little short ^_^; )

<sup>Riverstar
No matter how hard I try, I can never be perfect

"Then by the powers of StarClan I give you your warrior name, Saberpaw, Toadpaw, from this moment on you will be known as Sabertooth and Toadstep. StarClan honors your strength and loyalty and we welcome you as a full warrior of ThunderClan."

Bending down, she rested their muzzle on both the toms' heads.


Silentkit
I walk alone

Silentkit glanced at his sister,

"I wanted to protect my clanmates...and..." hesitating on the word, he muttered, "Friends...from anything dangerous on the journey Kestrelkit lead us into just in case of...well...this. But...as you can see, it didn't turn out very well..."

Sighing deeply, he turned his head forward again, his muzzle raised. "Ravenkit, you don't deserve a brother like me. You would be just fine if I never lived. But, just know, I do love you. I guess I was just too selfish back then to notice that."

From the recent past of events, he just had to say that. It felt like he failed everyone around him. And if he didn't start shaping up now and stop being the selfish, ill-tempered brat, he would never survive in this world. He wasn't alone anymore. He just had to accept that. Or he might end up like Skunk-kit.


Iceblink
I'm not like most she-cats

Iceblink shot up when she heard Ravenkit's words from near the nursery's entrance. What happened? Iceblink thought with a surge of panic and frustration. Did Silentkit venture out on his own again?!

Her light tabby body had already stood up and alerted of their coming when the three entered the nursery. "What does Ravenkit speak of about Silentkit might of being hurt? What happened to Skunk-kit?" Iceblink questioned with a threatening tone, curiously looking at Loudstorm in wait for his answer.</sup>

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LOUDSTORM
A storm so loud.

Loudstorm padded the last few steps and sat in front of his mate. How would he tell her? What would her reaction be? Well, only one way to find out. he thought.
"Silentkit, Krestelkit, and Skunk-kit snuck out of camp. They were attacked by a fox and Skunk-kit...died." he paused, waiting to see his mates reaction.

RAVENKIT
A bundle of sun shine
Ravenkit sat beside Silentkit, her tail quivered slightly just thinking about what could have happened to her brother. It wasn't fair that Skunk-kit had to die. But still, if it had been Silentkit, no matter what he said, she knew he was the best brother any cat could wish for, no matter what he said about not deserving this and that.
The little black kit bent over and licked her brothers ear. "I love you too." she mewed.

Gingerflight
Victim of a Broken family

Gingerflight started the chants for the two new warriors. "Toadstep, Sabertooth! Toadstep, Sabertooth!" he mewed smiling. She looked at the two new warrior and she couldn't help but smile. Her gaze slowly fell on Sabertooth and a warm feeling filled her. She purred slightly and waited for the chants to die down before starting that way.

Sabertooth
^{Never interrupt your enemy when they are making a mistake}
Sabertooth looked up and walked away from where he had been sitting with his brother. After all the Ceremony was done. The massive tom smiled at Gingerflight.
"Well." He mewed. "I did it, I'm a warrior now." The big brown tom gently licked the she-cat's nose.
"Gingerflight, can I talk to you in privet?" He asked her.