Thymeclan New members needed

I'm gonna make a WHOLE BUNCH of new cats. If anyone needs littermates, parents, close friends, an enemy, just tell me and I'll set it all up in my forms!))

(Zz Maybe you could make a mother for Weaselkit and her brothers? I think you already suggested it at some point. Not sure if you saw my reply to it.)


Icewhisper purred at that. "Ah, so not only are you teaching them everything about hunting, fighting and our territory, you'll also teach them the value of helping out your medicine cats," she joked. "Anyway, two of them can be a little too lively at times. Do you think you can handle them?" She was referring to Wishkit and Weaselkit, but she gave a good-natured chuckle to show that she wasn't being mean about it.

“Well, I would often go looking for cats when I was bored. Back where I was born, I was... feared,” she mewed casually as she tried to calm herself. She didn’t feel it was needed to spill too much of her past, but she continued on to tried and satisfy Mothstripe. “I went looking for fights, much like when Basilwhisker found me. I thought at the time that I wouldn’t join any group, and honestly, I still don’t know whether I fit here.”

“Yeah, you say that, but you don’t know me entirely,” Sakura mewed softly, almost under her breath, then stood up and walked toward the camp entrance. She had to get away. She had said to much, but she didn’t know what the clan cats would do. She glanced over her shoulder at the camp once more, before walking out into the forest.

Sakura stalked away from camp, not wanting to know what might be said. Maybe she would go find her old den and stay there for a while. As she exited clan territory, she followed a thin trail that lead to her tree. There, she curled up and laid her head on her paws, watching the birds chirp in the trees.

"We'll need all the experienced warriors we can get", Icewhisper said. "It's good that there are so many kits but we need enough warriors to train them. At least Palepaw and Honeypaw are almost done with their training if everything goes well." She didn't really expect the mentors of those two to train new apprentices so soon after their old ones but since there were so many kits now Thymestar would probably not have much of a choice. "Sakura isn't a real option either, I'm afraid. Even if the clan would trust her enough when Malvina's kits or even the older ones are ready to become apprentices I doubt she would get to train one. She still has much to learn about clan life herself, after all."

(Maybe the Turtlepool trained one or two of the cats in the clan she isn't super old. We just have alot of young warriors vs. senior warriors. I'm gonna post starters/ replies soon I'm just updatinv the front page. I forgot to add Marshkit's profile when I added the kits last time.))

Elmsong nodded and padded to the centre of the camp, looking around again. It seemed he was being ignored for patrols, so he decided to go out hunting on his own.

(maybe he could find Sakura and Cenra?)

Irisheart nodded. "He can't expect you to wait here forever to go hunting without eating." she said, taking her half and settling down to eat it, her skinny black tail curling around her paws.

(Sounds good. If he's hunting by the border he would probably notice that Sakura has exited the territory and he would definitely see Cenra. The clan knows her a little. Maybe not by name but they know she's a loner who doesn't respect their borders so Elmsong would have a reason to be suspicious of her even when she hasn't entered clan territory yet.)

Cenra was walking along the border, a few paws-width from clan territory. After a while she noticed a cat and it took her a moment to realize that it was Sakura. Why's she leaving her territory?, she wondered, hoping that the clan hadn't sent her away already. She wanted to ask her but it looked like the not-quite clan cat wanted to be alone for a bit. So she stood by the border, wondering if she should go after Sakura or risk another hunt on Thymeclan territory instead.

Weaselkit purred when Wishkit stepped away from the rabbit. She took some more bites and once she was full she walked over to Wolfkit and Foxkit.

Foxkit saw that there was still something left after Wishkit and Weaselkit were done but having had more than enough himself there was no need for him to eat the rest. He stared at Wolfkit who had still eaten less than him and the others. "You can easily eat the rest of that," he meowed.

Wolfkit tried to ignore the stare. He wasn't full but he didn't feel hungry either so why should he have to finish the rabbit? But Wishkit was right, it shouldn't go to waste. He grunted in annoyance at Foxkit's words but went back to the rabbit anyway.

Icewhisper was about to step inside when she noticed Gazekit watching her. Right, I still have to ask him if he's really thought it through, she thought. She would do so once she had checked on Malvina and her kits. Iceswhisper smiled to herself. It seemed like everything was fine. "I'm sorry that I couldn't be there for their birth," she meowed, keeping her voice low as to not wake the kits. "They look strong and healthy, though. Are you doing alright?"

Silverpaw chuckled to himself and nodded in agreement. "Yeah. But I get it, he's busy," he said between two bites. "Can't be easy being deputy and having to train an apprentice."

Heronflight looked up when she noticed Thymestar coming over to her and Turtlepool. She meowed a greeting and nodded when he offered to share the fish with them. "Of course," she purred. "Thank you."

Warrior
Dawnsprite
79 moons
Dawnsprite, despite her age, is still going strong. She has short, golden fur with pale brown tabby markings, white paws, a white muzzle, and bright orange eyes. She is a fantastic hunter and fighter though her age still sometimes gets to her. She is widely respected in the clan and is the mother of Ferrettail as well as the grandmother of her kits.
Zz. (zecane)

Warrior
Vixencry
45 moons
Vixencry is a dark ginger tom with pure black, swirling markings that seem to fan out from his spine before moving down his sides and legs and even wrapping around his neck like some odd shadow creature. He has green eyes that seem to be dim in all forms of light and his paw pads, whiskers, nose, and claws are a deep ebony black. This tom doesn't speak much and when he does he often comes off as rude but really he's just a very upfront and truthful cat who doesn't sugarcoat anything. Those that he has trained have gone on to be spectacular warriors.
Zz. (zecane)

Warrior
Bonemarrow
26 moons
No matter how much he eats this cat just doesn't seem to gain weight. In fact, he doesn't seem to have any weight at all. His bones show out everywhere to the point that he looks like a walking skeleton. His fur is a pale, dusty gray and he has bright, baby blue eyes. Despite his weak appearance this tom is actually very strong and can hold up in a fight. He has a great knowledge if any and all fighting moves and because of his looks he can often catch his opponents by surprise because they never expect much from him.
Zz. (zecane)

Warrior
Resinspire
25 moons
With long, flowing, amber colored fur, this she-cat is quite the sight. Her paws, muzzle, and ears are all a bright snowy white and she has the clearest pair of brown eyes. Now while she may look like a nice, kind lady, she is in no way one. In fact, most of the clan stay away from Resinspirit because of her nasty attitude. She can always find something wrong in someone and is distrustful or nearly everything, making it where she is often times alone.
Zz. (zecane)

Warrior
Burrowingowl
86 moons
Burrowingowl is definitely on their way to becoming an elder. His fur is colored and patterned just like a burrowing owl's, hence his name. His eyes are a dusty brown and his nose and paw-pads are an ashen gray while his whiskers are white. Once a strong and noble tom, Burrowingowl now has trouble when it comes to most things. Steadily growing blind with age he is beginning to have trouble getting around and will soon be due to retire to the elders den, no matter how much he doesn't want to.
Zz. (zecane)

Warrior
Geyserscreech
20 moons
Geyserscreech is a loud mouth of a cat who is unable to control his volume at all. The reason for this, he's partly deaf. All of his life he has talked really loud so that he could hear himself and so he is now unable to talk any quieter than he does and other need to speak loud when addressing him or else he won't be able to hear them. Because of his lack of hearing he has a better sense of smell, sight, taste, and touch than most and he gets along just fine as a warrior with these. He is a dark, stone gray tom with white/gray markings along his legs that seem to resemble when a geyser erupts. His eyes are sky blue with small flecks of gold around the pupils.
Zz. (zecane)

Apprentice
Kindredpaw(spirit)
8 moons
Kindredpaw is a larger apprentice than most even if they are a she-cat. Already almost as big as the average warrior this molly is a worthy opponent in battle. Sadly, her larger size also makes her a poor hunter in the brush covered land that her clan calls home. She has short black fur with a brown tail tip as well as her front right paw being brown. She has green eyes, white whiskers, a bright pink nose and paw pads, and white claws. Because of her size this she-cat feels that no one will ever love her and so she will never have kits of her own.
Zz. (zecane)

Queen
Ferrettail
36 moons
Ferrettail is a small, stream lined she-cat who has the exact markings and colors of a common ferret. Her eyes are pure blue and she has black whiskers, a pink nose and paw pads, black claws, and a scar across her left shoulder that was given to her by a badger and has made her have a permanent limp. This she-cat was born to be a mother, always having been kind, thoughtful, and loving to all. With her disability she is now a permanent queen as well and will most likely birth many kits for the clan. She is the mother of Weaselkit, Wolfkit, Foxkit, and the late Stoatkit. Mate is ?. (Open to a mate)
Zz. (zecane)

Elder
Loststories
216 moons(18 years)
The oldest cat in the clan, no one even remembers this tom's old name. For as long as any within the clan has lived he has always been known as Loststories. He chose this name when he became an elder as a promise, a vow, to always tell the young of the clan about their heritage, their ancestors, and the very past of the land they call home. Over the years this tom's fur has grown thin and ragged, a ghostly pale white shining out from everywhere, no markings even upon him anymore. He had children at one time, but he has outlived even them and his amber eyes have grown dull with age and exhaustion. Still, of one comes to him for a story then he will share his wisdom and knowledge for the future generations to carry on.
Zz. (zecane)

Elder
Weepingcloud
94 moons
A sleek, lithe she-cat with flowing silver fur, Weepingcloud use to be one of the most beautiful she-cat's of the clan. Now though she has trouble getting around. Her bones creak and pop and her voice is raspy and low. The only thing that still holds it's youth are her vivid, emerald green eyes. This she-cat is a kind soul but she doesn't get out much, only ever able to make it to the entrance of the den where she will lay and watch the clan.
Zz. (zecane)

i said i was gonna be making a bunch))

geez this is alot of cats. They all look good and Loststories is real old for an outdoor cat but I love it. Just be sure you can keep up with all of them. We will have to find a mentor for Kindredpaw))

Elmsong caught a faint but fresh trace of Sakura's scent on the wind. She's passed by the border. he thought curiously. He recognized Cenra's calico fur better as he came closer. "You know, Clan territory isn't exactly good hunting ground for a loner like yourself," he smirked a little, padding closer to the she-cat, keeping some distance between them as he refused to cross the border. "On any given day there's a dozen Clan cats hunting around here, catching some prey, scaring off other prey. I don't know what appeal such an exhausted hunting territory could have for you." he sat down and licked a paw casually.

"Unfortunately you can't, not even with rabbits. There's always some hole for prey to run away into, so you have to sneak up and catch them by surprise." Irisheart said. "I didn't mean Nightwhisker wasn't a good mentor, I just mean he already has his paws full being deputy."

Elmsong didn't appear hostile, and he didn't want to be but he did keep an eye that she didn't cross the border. "You may be getting away with it, or it could be that some of the Clan are simply turning a blind eye." He said. "And there's no danger or excitement in that." The dark tabby tom looked up and pondered for a while. "Done anything I wasn't supposed to do? A few minor instances, especially as an apprentice. I have thought about many things I've wanted to do but that I shouldn't, and in the end I usually don't do them." he answered her question.