WindClan: Life Before 2023's Fire

[MelodyKit]

*Was sitting in an dark corner whatching but finally decides to make contact* Hello Im MelodyKit. whats your name? *sits a little ways away with tail curled around her, unsure what to make of the newcomer*

[Ninjasinsocks]

 

Originally Posted by Opal

Gorsebird continued to dote on Breezekit for only a moment longer before deciding to give her two younger kits a little attention giving Tempestkit a little lick as he softly suckled and let out little mews and mrrows every once in a while being one of her vocal kittens and nosing her youngest and only daughter of the litter, "How's Mama's little Sunflower doing? Pretty as a pool I see~" She cooed noticing Dawnkit was the only kitten of the litter that looked like her except Chestnutkit perhaps, "One day you'll have all the tom-cat swoon just like I did my perfect little flower~" Gorsebird chirped deciding that now was a fine time to groom her kittens and make sure they didn't retain any muck that might have gotten on there little pelts throughout the day.

Ever so delicately she then picked up Dawnkit beginning to clean the tiny she-kits pelt wanting all her kittens to look perfect if Stormglare or any other cat happened to visit, "Daddy will think you're the cutest thing Dawnkit and so will any other cat who sees your beautiful torbie fur!" She assured cherishing how the she-kit was like a copy of her in the looks department, "I love you my sunshine~"

(Heads up that Gorsebird's whole attitude will change the moment she finds out something's wrong with Dawnkit's eyes)

DawnKit mewed softly as her mother spoke to her, her small eyes would slightly tug open with every lick on her tiny head. She could hardly tell her eyes were opening. Her one eye was a beautiful deep honey color, while the other seemed to have a white cover over it making the yellow dim on the left side.

"mom" she stuttered out softly, being one of the first words she had heard her siblings say she wanted to say it as well. She felt her mothers warm and purred as her mother groomed her. As far as DawnKit knew, nothing was wrong with her eyes. All she knew is that the other cats called her 'weak' because she was 'premature.' Not that she knew what those words meant, but she didn't care. She mewed softly, her eyes blinking open for only a split second. She couldn't hold them open, but she could very occasionally open them. She flopped onto her belly since her legs were weak, hardly holding her up as she attempted to stand. She purred more, feeling her mothers warmth and smelling her sweet scent.

[Tavvi]

Originally Posted by Ninjasinsocks

DawnKit mewed softly as her mother spoke to her, her small eyes would slightly tug open with every lick on her tiny head. She could hardly tell her eyes were opening. Her one eye was a beautiful deep honey color, while the other seemed to have a white cover over it making the yellow dim on the left side.

"mom" she stuttered out softly, being one of the first words she had heard her siblings say she wanted to say it as well. She felt her mothers warm and purred as her mother groomed her. As far as DawnKit knew, nothing was wrong with her eyes. All she knew is that the other cats called her 'weak' because she was 'premature.' Not that she knew what those words meant, but she didn't care. She mewed softly, her eyes blinking open for only a split second. She couldn't hold them open, but she could very occasionally open them. She flopped onto her belly since her legs were weak, hardly holding her up as she attempted to stand. She purred more, feeling her mothers warmth and smelling her sweet scent.

Gorsebird continued to let out soft purrs and coos and she groomed her daughter before looking down and letting out a loud shriek when she saw her eyes, "I-I-GaH!" She screeched nearly jumping out of the nest at the sight, "Y-your eye! It's h-h-hideous! You're hideous!" Gorsebird bawled fresh tears starting at the realization that something was wrong with her kitten.

(Sorry for the short post I gotta going easter dress shopping in like five minutes )

[Ninjasinsocks]

 

Originally Posted by Opal

Gorsebird continued to let out soft purrs and coos and she groomed her daughter before looking down and letting out a loud shriek when she saw her eyes, "I-I-GaH!" She screeched nearly jumping out of the nest at the sight, "Y-your eye! It's h-h-hideous! You're hideous!" Gorsebird bawled fresh tears starting at the realization that something was wrong with her kitten.

(Sorry for the short post I gotta going easter dress shopping in like five minutes )

Dawnkit mewed loudly at the sudden noise, trying to move away, she stumbled around being as vocal as possible trying to get away from her mother's loud cries. She began crying on her own, her sensitive ears hurting from the noise. She tripped over her paws and hit another queen while trying to walk away from the noise. Suddenly she couldn't smell her mother and began crying louder, mewing for her mother to find her.
All while this was going on, DawnKit's brain tried to figure out why her mother had called her 'hideous' when she opened her eyes instead of celebrating like she had with her brother. She began to attempt opening her eyes but couldn't see much when she did. She eventually found her mothers scent and stumbled back towards her stomach, afraid to go near her face.
(Its okay!)

[Panda]

 

Originally Posted by Opal

Gorsebird stirred momentarily from her nap. She blinked open her amber eyes and gazed down fondly at her kits. By now she had recovered for the most part from the exhausting experience. Now as she looked down at her five gorgeous kits, she knew that all the pain and suffering she had just gone through, was worth it. While she was up, a thought occurred to her. Names. They needed names. She shifted a little, trying not to disturb the small suckling kits. She mused the thought for a moment. They had to be special. They had to be charming! Gorsebird was a little overwhelmed even with the knowledge that she had gone through this process three times already, and two of those times she hadn't even had any help from a mate but, she thought to herself those times you only had one or two kits this time you have five! Gorsebird decided then to just wing it hoping that the kit names she choose wouldn't be complete crow-food. With a look and quick sniff at her eldest kit, a long furred brown tabby, she caught a subtle scent of chestnuts and with a light chuckle she licked the tom-kit on the head, "You my sweet will be Chestnutkit~" Gorsebird cooed, caught in the maternal bliss of the whole occasion, "You're going to be a strong one I can just tell!" She chirped confidence clear in her tone as she continued to fawn other her firstborn before switch her attention to her second born and somehow smallest kit, "You will be Tinykit." She then mewed giving Tinykit a rough and short lick on the head and not putting much thought into the small tom's name considering in the days to come he would perhaps be the first kit to die due to his obvious physical weakness. Now onto the third kit she thought the naming process already becoming a chore as she let out a yawn before eyeing back down at the middle kit a grey tom with the lightest hint of tabby markings, "How about Breezekit for you love~" She muttered thinking about her father Buzzardbreeze and deeming it was about time to name a kit after him despite the fact that she resented her 'daddy dearest' he had at least been a good and loyal warrior which was better than half of the scum present in WindClan today. Gorsebird then quickly nosed Breezekit before switching attention then to the fourth and last tom of the litter, "Hmm... how about Tempestkit? You do look a good bit like your father." She rumbled swiftly naming the tom with once again not much thought before her sight landed on the fifth and only she-cat of the litter, "Dawnkit. Your name is Dawnkit." She whispered thinking of when the kittens had been born and deciding that was an adequate name for the she-kit. Letting out another yawn she curled her tail around them. It was done they were named yippee she resolved before letting out a groan and thinking of hard the next six moons would be.


(Sorry for the absurdly long post!)
@Euonym @Ninjasinsocks

Originally Posted by Euonym

『 OOC: It's okay! Sorry for taking such a long time to respond! Also sorry for my long post, oops. 』

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It had been some time since the birth, though it's not like he was able to tell just how long it's been. All he knew was that this place was much colder than the one he had been in before, and definitely more open judging by how his whiskers didn't brush against anything, and the familiar shapes beside him appeared able to move away if they so pleased, although very slowly; not that he was any quicker thanks to his currently weak muscles.

There was a gentle nudge at his side, stirring the young tom away from his thoughts as he raised his head slightly, tiny jaws parted as if he were silently mewling at the distraction, but instead he would shut his mouth and seem to take in the comforting scent of milk and his mother. Breezekit wasn't often vocal, though sometimes he would make a complaint when a sibling leaned on him too much, or even just when he was hungry and couldn't find his way around.

A tiny mrrow slipped past the gray tabby's maw as he seemed to take his time with trying to push himself more to his feet, though he barely managed to get his currently full belly off the ground. It was hard to describe the urge to see what's going on around him, but it was most certainly sudden; this was a strange, new place after all, and the voice above him which spoke so softly made him want to better source the she-cat who had cared for him and his siblings and offered warmth and food ever since they were born.

It took him a few attempts to figure out how exactly eyes worked; the sudden, dim lighting that met his currently blue hues didn't help his case at first either, making him immediately close them again and relax once more. Once he was calm again, he would try his second attempt, managing a partial squint, but it was far too difficult to see anything at the moment. A third time would do it, he figured; and... got it!

... He wasn't expecting everything to look so big compared to him, though. The young tom raised his head, awkwardly kicking out his slightly useless paws to scoot himself backwards a bit so he could better get a look at the tabby-tortoiseshell before him. Breezekit associated the scent with the image before him, and although his squinted eyes made him look almost criticizing, he was actually feeling rather happy at this new sense of his. The usually quiet tom's eyes would slowly open up more, as his front legs kept his upper body raised, while his thin tail stuck out straight behind him and his hind legs awkwardly stilled in a position that wouldn't allow him to slip somehow and return to his prone form on the bedding of the nest. Honestly, he was just... awestruck right now, and borderline speechless. He was used to saying simple things like, 'food, and 'mom,' though he bet that even if he had a greater vocabulary, he'd still be too stunned to talk. So, instead, he would gaze up at the she-cat and take in her features, and he would even look at his siblings and try to figure out which one was who, now that Gorsebird had named them.

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Originally Posted by Opal

Gorsebird continued to let out soft purrs and coos and she groomed her daughter before looking down and letting out a loud shriek when she saw her eyes, "I-I-GaH!" She screeched nearly jumping out of the nest at the sight, "Y-your eye! It's h-h-hideous! You're hideous!" Gorsebird bawled fresh tears starting at the realization that something was wrong with her kitten.

(Sorry for the short post I gotta going easter dress shopping in like five minutes )

Originally Posted by Ninjasinsocks

Dawnkit mewed loudly at the sudden noise, trying to move away, she stumbled around being as vocal as possible trying to get away from her mother's loud cries. She began crying on her own, her sensitive ears hurting from the noise. She tripped over her paws and hit another queen while trying to walk away from the noise. Suddenly she couldn't smell her mother and began crying louder, mewing for her mother to find her.
All while this was going on, DawnKit's brain tried to figure out why her mother had called her 'hideous' when she opened her eyes instead of celebrating like she had with her brother. She began to attempt opening her eyes but couldn't see much when she did. She eventually found her mothers scent and stumbled back towards her stomach, afraid to go near her face.
(Its okay!)

Chestnutkit laid quietly beside his mother, and felt a purr rumble in his chest as he heard the familiar voice of his mother say his name. He allowed his tail to lash from side to side in pride, and almost immediately felt his tail brush against one of his siblings standing slightly above the ground. The purr in his chest was stifled as he grew jealous by fact Breezekit could already stand, and by the tone of their mother's voice, he'd already done something else notable as well.
Chestnutkit stalled a moment trying to prepare his own weak legs, and then steadily rose himself off the ground. He could only bear himself an inch or two off the ground, but once he had, he took a single step in the direction of Breezekit before falling on top of the other kit which forced both kits to the ground. Even though he was still young, his proud nature made him feel the need to assert himself above all the other kits.
As he laid on top of his sibling, his small amber-bronze eyes cracked open in an attempt to see his mother's reaction to what he had done. Another purr began to well up in his chest, and he let out a shrill mew, trying to bring her attention to him. Just then, he heard his mother shriek.
His eyes shot open with concern as he attempted to find out what was wrong, and he allowed his weak eyes to drift across the nursery until they settled on his sister, Dawnkit. He watched as she stumbled across the nursery, before eventually finding her way back to Gorsebird. He felt sympathy for her, as she seemed very distraught, and decided to pull himself to his sister's side. He felt his protective instincts for his sister kick in, and he began to purr while gently rubbing his muzzle across her soft fur in an attempt to comfort her.

[Ninjasinsocks]

 

Originally Posted by Panda

 

ChestnutKit laid quietly beside his mother and felt a purr rumble in his chest as he heard the familiar voice of his mother say his name. He allowed his tail to lash from side to side in pride, and almost immediately felt his tail brush against one of his siblings standing slightly above the ground. The purr in his chest was stifled as he grew jealous by fact Breezekit could already stand, and by the tone of their mother's voice, he'd already done something else notable as well.
ChestnutKit stalled a moment trying to prepare his own weak legs, and then steadily rose himself off the ground. He could only bear himself an inch or two off the ground, but once he had, he took a single step in the direction of Breezekit before falling on top of the other kit which forced both kits to the ground. Even thuogh he was still young, his proud nature made him feel the need to assert himself above all the other kits.
As he laid on top of his sibling, his small amber-bronze eyes cracked open
in an attempt to see his mother's reaction to what he had done. Another purr began to well up in his chest, and he let out a shrill mew in attempt to bring her attention to him. Just then, he heard his mother shriek.
His eyes shot open with concern as he attempted to find out what was wrong, and he allowed his weak eyes to drift across the nursery until they settled on his sister, Dawnkit. He watched as she stumbled across the nursery, before eventually finding her way back to Gorsebird. He felt sympathy for her, as she seemed very distraught, and decided to pull himself to his sister's side. He felt his protective instincts for his sister kick in, and he began to purr while gently rubbing his muzzle across her soft fur obviously trying to comfort her.

DawnKits loud cries began to quiet down when her brother began to comfort her, she mewed softly, trying to open her eyes to see ChestnutKit. Her adrenaline suddenly dropped, and she was exhausted from stumbling around for only a few seconds. She softly purred as she felt her brothers warmth and protection. She fluttered her eyes open in his direction, maybe he would have the same reaction their mother did?
She had no idea why her mother had freaked out, and it scared her. She couldn't wait to grow up and figure out why. She could wait to be able to stand, and run, and play with her siblings too. She could feel her blood rushing, and the soft breaths that came out of her nose while her body tried to keep her steady. While she laid there, she began to fall asleep, her weak lungs breathing heavily as she fell into a quick nap.

[mvoxhu]

Originally Posted by Midgefur

Watching the young she-cat in his periphery, the grey and white tom's muzzle curved up at the edges as he noted her excited bounce and chirpy meow. It would definitely be a treat to have an enthusiastic apprentice. When her nose scrunched at the thought of running through the sodden moor, Harrierclaw held back a chuckle- it definitely wasn't ideal, but if she could keep herself steady on this sort of terrain, he was confident she'd hold up WindClan's namesake running ability. As she got herself ready, he got into a crouch to the side as well, taking note of Larkpaw's poise and nodding when she glanced back at him. Heartbeats later she was off, and the warrior kept a steady pace behind her.

Under his feet, the grass was slicker than he previously thought. The earth was still frozen, so any mud and water on top was loose and didn't provide a lot of grip. He kept his toes splayed cautiously and had a careful eye on Larkpaw's movements- she'd quickened her pace after a while and was moving nicely, fluidly. But eventually the ground did slide out from under her, and Harrierclaw saw her hind legs slip.
"Keep it up, you're doing well!" He meowed when she paused to clear off the clumping mud, slowing to a trot until she picked up her speed again. By the time they were close to the end of the moor, the cool drizzle had soaked his head and shoulders and his once stark white belly and legs were splotched with patches of mud, he assumed Larkpaw would be pretty equally disheveled and so he would give her a bit of time to catch her breath and tidy up before continuing with the less messy portion of the day's training.

"For such bad weather you did exceptionally!" Harrierclaw congratulated her, biting out clumps of mud from between the toes of his forepaw, "I was thinking of practicing some hunting stances, and if you get the hang of it right away, we can try catching something to bring back with us."

Her already messily-decorated coat was splotched with mud, especially in the area where she'd fallen. The brown substance climbed up her hind legs, whilst also spritzing her barrel, before sitting its way up her spine. Her claws felt shaggy and chunks of earth had gathered up in between her toes. Larkpaw was utterly annoyed by it all, yet something made her want to just go out and do it again. She couldn't help but to admit that loping through the rain was somewhat amusing, even if she did and up splattered by the end of it. The feeling of the cool drizzle trembling across her bodice, delving into the curves of her shoulders, grasping at the hairs on her back. It was kind of just reassuring, in a way.

The younger feline dipped her head at her mentor's statement, a slim smile climbing across her face. Her eyelashes were glittered with small droplets of water, only framing the amber of her eyes even better. With a twitching tail, and sagging shoulders, the she-cat expressed her happiness for something more simpler by heaving a sigh. Her breath was still regaining its usual pace, as was her heartbeat. After a few moments, she tore her gaze off of the ground, eyes meeting with the body of Harrierclaw in front of her. He too, was painted in the same brown as she, and Larkpaw just giggled at the sight. She didn't matter if it came off rude or not -- which it shouldn't of. The female had simply felt the need to laugh at the disgrace that their coats were both in. It was a genuine laugh, something that hadn't escaped from her lips in a long time. And Larkpaw enjoyed every last second of it.

[Tavvi]

Originally Posted by Ninjasinsocks

 

DawnKits loud cries began to quiet down when her brother began to comfort her, she mewed softly, trying to open her eyes to see ChestnutKit. Her adrenaline suddenly dropped, and she was exhausted from stumbling around for only a few seconds. She softly purred as she felt her brothers warmth and protection. She fluttered her eyes open in his direction, maybe he would have the same reaction their mother did?
She had no idea why her mother had freaked out, and it scared her. She couldn't wait to grow up and figure out why. She could wait to be able to stand, and run, and play with her siblings too. She could feel her blood rushing, and the soft breaths that came out of her nose while her body tried to keep her steady. While she laid there, she began to fall asleep, her weak lungs breathing heavily as she fell into a quick nap.

Gorsebird let out a whimper mad at herself for lashing out at her kitten, "Oh Dawnkit, Mommy's so sorry for scaring you! Mommy was just worried that something was wrong with her little sunshine!" She comforted giving soft nuzzles to her, "Mommy lied when she said you we're hideous your just... different and beautiful very beautiful~" She whispered adopting a much softer sweet tone before relaxing and picking up Chestnutkit to start to groom him as well admiring his tabby pelt, "Will Chestnutkit open his eyes for Mommy? Mama wants her strong tom-kit to show her his handsome eyes~" Gorsebird beamed not knowing he already had and wanting nothing more than anything to brag that three of her premature kittens had opened their eyes on only the second day after their kitting, "If you do Mommy will make sure Daddy knows and he'll be so proud!" She doted hoping her firstborn would at least crack open his eyes for a moment or two.

@Panda @Euonym

[wolfie]

he didn't have a good understanding on why he wasn't at the birth. he knew he should have but it just made a uneasiness settle in his stomach. he felt like he was going to vomit. which was the reason he needed to see his kits now. stormglare made his way to the nursery, his steps were light and careful like if he made one misstep the world would end. perhaps it would in stormglare's eyes. inhaling a large breath, he entered the nursery. his nose instantly smelled milk but most of all, his mate, gorsebird. he always found her scent with ease. stormglare's eyes soon too found her. he walked over to her, a soft smile on his face as he looked at the newborn kits. "hello, love. why don't you introduce me to these little bundles?" he asked, his voice seem to be dip into a pool of honey. stormglare sat down next to gorsebird, he hope she wouldn't be too angry he missed the birth. the same happen with the first litter and they already had a argument about that. he already explained to her about how he felt about it. he was a bit shock to see five kits but they were all prefect to him. he didn't care that they were premature, they seem perfectly good to him. stormglare then realized that the rest were all toms but one and the weakest kit, was a she-cat. "they all look so handsome and beautiful. " he purred.

@Opal @Ninjasinsocks @Panda @Euonym

[Panda]

Originally Posted by Opal

Gorsebird let out a whimper mad at herself for lashing out at her kitten, "Oh Dawnkit, Mommy's so sorry for scaring you! Mommy was just worried that something was wrong with her little sunshine!" She comforted giving soft nuzzles to her, "Mommy lied when she said you we're hideous your just... different and beautiful very beautiful~" She whispered adopting a much softer sweet tone before relaxing and picking up Chestnutkit to start to groom him as well admiring his tabby pelt, "Will Chestnutkit open his eyes for Mommy? Mama wants her strong tom-kit to show her his handsome eyes~" Gorsebird beamed not knowing he already had and wanting nothing more than anything to brag that three of her premature kittens had opened their eyes on only the second day after their kitting, "If you do Mommy will make sure Daddy knows and he'll be so proud!" She doted hoping her firstborn would at least crack open his eyes for a moment or two.

@Panda @Euonym

Originally Posted by Ninjasinsocks

 

DawnKits loud cries began to quiet down when her brother began to comfort her, she mewed softly, trying to open her eyes to see ChestnutKit. Her adrenaline suddenly dropped, and she was exhausted from stumbling around for only a few seconds. She softly purred as she felt her brothers warmth and protection. She fluttered her eyes open in his direction, maybe he would have the same reaction their mother did?
She had no idea why her mother had freaked out, and it scared her. She couldn't wait to grow up and figure out why. She could wait to be able to stand, and run, and play with her siblings too. She could feel her blood rushing, and the soft breaths that came out of her nose while her body tried to keep her steady. While she laid there, she began to fall asleep, her weak lungs breathing heavily as she fell into a quick nap.

Chestnutkit's purr rumbled louder as he looked towards his sister's eyes. He shut his own as they had grown tired of being opened, but it didn't matter what her eyes looked like to him because he had only seen three sets of eyes in his life so far, making her eyes seem normal. He simply continued to comfort his sister until she was asleep. His head rested on Dawnkitsfur, and he began to ponder why their mother had acted the way she did. He remembered their mother got scared once Dawnkit had opened her eyes, and deduced there must be something odd about them.
He began to whine slightly as his mother moved him to start grooming him, unsure why his pelt needed to be groomed. He wriggled trying to be free. His amber-bronze eyes cracked open before closing once again from exhausting. His glance at her was the cold, angry glare of a kit that simply refused to be cleaned. He began to mew loudly in protest to his cleaning, but soon stopped after growing tired of moving so much. In defeat, he laid still trying to catch his breath before feeling his consciousness slip away while he fell asleep.