WindClan: Life Before 2023's Fire

[~dust~]

“Sure” he said 9dustpaw is sleeping so I’m happy to train you.”

[Terrestrial]

Originally Posted by kittygirl

Cherrypaw trotted out of the apprentice den with a yawn, "geez is there anything fun to do around here..." cherrypaw words had trailed off when she spotted sparrowpaw, her tail flicked as a small smirk came on her face, she trotted over with a friendly, "hello." she took a seat next to the molly and not...to look creepy? cherrypaw shook her head and blinked, "wanna go do some "battle training"?" She tilted her head slightly as she waited for the apprentice to reply.

@Wolfie

The molly jerked her head up to meet the gaze of a pretty apprentice. "Uh, sure?" Sparrowpaw rose to her paws, her tail waved behind her as she smiled at Cherrypaw.

[~dust~]

“Wait a second Moonpaw”beetleclaw says “I’ve watched you train before and I’m supposed to train you.”

[Doom]

Oh, patrols? Finally. Coldsong felt like it's been forever since the last patrol call.

And he still failed to put himself on a single one...fantastic.

Also, who in the stars was Ravenpaw? This tom was losing it.

"Alright, let's head out." The warrior stood and called for his battle training buddies. "YEWPAW! LEAPPAW! HICKORYFEATHER! Either follow or be left behind."

With that, he started to head out of camp, but when Brindlejaw caught his eye, Coldsong stopped in his tracks. He squinted hard at the deputy, wondering why he was incapable of going on a patrol. He seemed fine back when they went hunting together...what's holding him back?

"What's wrong with you? Can't go on patrol?"

[ @Shimm @Sparkling Bliss @Nightbound @shortstack ]

[Cobra]

"Oh! Wow! Thanks, Beetleclaw!" Moonpaw exclaimed. @Quailsong

[kittygirl]

Cherrypaw had a cheerful smile on her face as she saw sparrowpaw rise to her paws, cherrypaw pointed with her tail toward the entrance of camp, "lets do it in the territory, its more open and it'll be fun!" the russet molly assured her before trotting away, checking to make sure she followed.

@Wolfie

[Abyssopelagic]

"What kind of training did you receive while still in Shadowclan? I'd like to keep your training balanced, if I can." Dimtail spoke softly, noticing Skypaw was getting a feel for the territory.

@SilentLamb

[Leucos]

@Rainquail @Rainquail

Trying to remember the exact movements . Without speaking , he crouched tucked his paws underneath himself and rolled over only to swiftly stand back up and aim a sharp strike at the air. "that . And that was about it before I left ...I forgot the name.." he answered .

[CheetahPelt]

Originally Posted by crypticcountryroad

Flintshard had to look up to the larger tom, much to his dismay. He gave a quick nod and dug his claws into the earth beneath them, "Flintshard," he meowed before giving a brief pause. "Are you going to be okay?" he asked, his voice suddenly getting gentler as he eyed the other cat's ankle, "You don't have to push yourself if it's too much." He suddenly wanted to bite his own tongue, You probably offended him, mouse-brain he thought. Nevertheless, he wanted to have his hunting partners confirmation he was good before they headed out.

@CheetahPelt

The big Tom paused for a second as he asked if he would be okay. Then he smiled with a happy churr. “Thanks for being worried, but I should be fun. I count it as an old injury at this point.” He shrugged with a small smile, his bicolor eyes happy. “I’ve even learned to run on three legs!” He chuckled, knowing he looked silly sprinting on three legs, but hey, it worked.

[Starfall]

Originally Posted by wren

“Allergies. If I could get some sleep I would.” Coyotesnarl responded quietly giving him an awkward smile. He liked Honeypaw, more than he was willing to admit. He was hardworking but also a little ditzy. It was refreshing. Once the small apprentice had scooted in close the tom adjusted so they both were side to side. The closeness was enjoyable. The warmth.. something he’d been missing in his own den.

The tabby turned examining Honeypaw briefly. He looked distressed... it worried him but he also thought better than to suddenly ask him flat out what was wrong. He’d work it out of him slowly. “Mm. Had this been happening a lot recently?” his voice trailed concern radiating from him. He could relate to the lack of sleep. Exhaustion seemed to be getting to everyone lately. Sleepless nights and stuffy noses. For once he was glad to not be in the warriors den. He wouldn’t be able to handle the sneezing. “I could always run you some poppyseeds to help you sleep. It’ll knock you right out” he teased.

The silence was brief before Honeypaw spoke again- stuttering and finally quieting himself. He blinked a few times before sitting up and giving the toms shoulder a reassuring bump. “You can ask me anything.” his voice trailed, not daring to press on if he was uncomfortable. This was a new concept to him.. being the comforter instead of the comforted. Though he guessed it was actually a part of his job. “That’s what you are worried about?” he couldn’t help but chuckle in a reassuring way before letting his tail rest against his back. “Of course you are her apprentice. Those silly traditions mean very little” he said quietly. The real pressure of the situation seemed to fly over his head

Honeypaw stared blankly at the Tabby for a few seconds before letting out a loud noise. "Oh! The Pollen!" he chirped. It was one of the few things he remembered, that's right! His mothers allergies would act up a lot, most of the time she'd just shove her head underwater. He and his siblings always found it hilarious. The Tan feline was about to offer this solution to Coyotesnarl, but after thinking about it he figured it was just something his mother would do to make them smile, so he shrugged it off. "I don't really get those." he hummed, rubbing his nose with his paw.

His ears quivered as the Scarred feline spoke up once more, lowering his paw a little and looking up as the other spoke. He took a few moments to think about his answer, once again bringing his paw to his face, pressing his nose. "mm, Only since the Coyote Attacks...and it got a little worse since the event in the Nursery." he said, lowering his gaze down to his paw. Keeping his gaze on his paw, the Apprentice felt nervous talking about such a personal thing. Maybe it was just him being a woos...after all he wasn't as strong as half these Clancats. Or brave, so many of them went charging after the Coyotes while he just tucked tail and ran. But the Medicine Cat piped up again, making him tear his droopy gaze away from his paw to look up once more.

"Poppyseeds? What do those do? Knock me out?" he asked. Puzzled by the tom's offer. He'd tried a seed before! It was a big blackish one, one his owner would constantly eat. Apparently just the inside though, and they'd spit the shell or whatever it was called out. It was really gross.

But the happy talk about magical sleeping seeds drifted off, and his glassy green gaze was on the Clearing floor. Paws gripping the dried grass below him. His heart was pounding and he had a hard time swallowing, as if something was caught in his throat. He wanted to say something, he wanted to cry and let someone watch as he cried, as he unloaded everything he had been scared about and worried and fussed over. All the stress. Everything. But Coyotesnarl had his own stuff to worry about, they all had their own stuff to worry about, and his worries and his stress was far more worse than his, much much bigger. He didn't deserve to listen to his tiny worries.

So when the Medicine Cat chuckled he felt his shoulders untense, he hadn't worried the tom, or made him suspicious. Letting out a sigh Honeypaw brought his gaze back up, brows knit together. "Oh that makes me happy to hear. I was a little worried...I can't really tell when I'm doing stuff right or wrong when it comes to your traditions...or how you do stuff really. Any of it that is."