Thymeclan New members needed

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Up to you! He's in the elder's den like normal (he doesn't really move around much anymore. Or really he can't because he;s gotten so old that his strength and joints are failing him))

The elders den was quiet, many of the older cats of the clan sleeping as they fought away sickness... all but one. Dull amber eyes shone out from with the form of the ragged, ghostly pale tom who lay within his nest, his legs pulled beneath him and his tail curled around his side. He hadn't left his nest in almost a whole season now, his age finally causing his joints to deteriorate until he could no longer stand. He heard rustling outside in the camp and the breeze brought to him the scent of fear and worry and he wished and hoped that perhaps he could be of use in these trying times... that his stories and wisdom could maybe bring relief and hope to even one cat.

Bump. Anyone want to rp? Is anyone out there?))

Its hard to keep it going when alot of people are busy on holidays and with schools starting back with in person classes. I have a few characters open if you want to rp with Sakura))

Knowing she should head back to camp soon, Sakura made a wide circle in the trees. She bounded swiftly in the direction of the camp, dropping to the ground a few paces from the entrance. She ducked inside and stood there, watching the cats move about doing their own things. It was almost comforting to see them, but it still felt strange to be coming into a camp full of cats. Sakura glanced around once more, her gaze landing on Frostfeather. She padded over to the dark gray she-cat and waved her tail in greeting. “Hey Frostfeather. Umm, how are you?” She asked, not really used to socializing.

Sakura sat beside Frostfeather, calmly wrapped her tail over her paws, and nodded her head. “I didn’t take the loss hard, but that was expected, I think. Though I am quite sorry for those in the clan who were close to them,” she mewed, pausing a moment to gaze around the clearing. “I think clan life is quite interesting actually. I believe I like it better than I thought I would.” The gray and white she-cat’s eyes pausing momentarily on Basilwhisker and she smiled. She was glad he had been the one to lead her through learning about clan life. She had been lucky.

Sakura turned to give the dark gray she-cat a surprised look. "Really? Wow, I would have never guessed," she mewed, twitching her whiskers as she looked around for the two cats mentioned. Then she ducked her head as she registered the part about Basilwhisker. She didn't really know how to explain her feelings to the tom, and so talking to others about it made Sakura nervous. So she quickly changed the subject. "So, Basilwhisker said something earlier about Starclan. I was wondering if you could tell me anything about it? From what I understand, it's an... afterlife?"

Sakura dipped her head silently to Frostfeather as the she-cat spoke. It was strange to think of dead cats watching from the stars. She herself had never really wondered what happened when a cat died; it had never occurred to her that they were still there somewhere. “Starclan sounds very mysterious,” she mewed, thinking for a moment before continuing. “I mean, there are dead cats watching you from the stars.”

Sakura nodded, understanding leaking into her gaze. It was strange to learn how other cats thought; she herself had always imagined they just continued on as... ghosts? She didn't know the right term for it, but that was the word that was closest to resembling what she thought. And she said as much, "I've always felt that they just continue on with life, just invisible to us who are living."

Sakura licked her jaws at the thought, trying to imagine the star filled place. It sounded wonderful; a totally different view of death. She had no words for the incredible picture, but she spoke anyway. “But it is a wonder they are even able to get up to the stars,” she mewed, her voice hinting at tease.

Sakura simply nodded as questions continued to fizz in her head. “Do all warriors go up there? Or is there somewhere else they could go? Like, I don’t know...” She paused to think, then continued in a slightly higher voice. “Do evil cats get to be at peace among the stars too?”

That was good. That the clan hadn’t met anyone evil enough to be forced away from such a wonderful afterlife. “Well then, I guess you’re lucky. There are so many cats out there who I’m sure enjoy being evil.” Sakura twitched her ears and traced her claws in the dirt beneath them.

Sakura grinned and brought her paws to rest once more. Then, standing, she began to stretch. “Well, I think it might be time to go out into the forest. Maybe hunt a bit,” Sakura mewed, flicking her ears as her gaze travelled to the camp entrance. “Would you like to join me?”

Sakura gave a small chuckle at Frostfeather’s remark and mewed in agreement, “When we catch enough, we can definitely grab something.” The pale gray she-cat took the lead and padded through the entrance tunnel, tiny tufts of fur getting caught on the brambles. She led them toward the meadow and stream, where she knew there was almost always good hunting. Padding through the tall grasses reminded her of that first night in the clan, when she had insisted on sleeping here. It was sort of a.. relief, that Basilwhisker had stayed with her. Shaking her head to clear her thoughts, she tried to focus on the task ahead.