WindClan: Life Before 2023's Fire

[Arie]

Originally Posted by Queenie

@Arie {Stagkit}

Cornkit stared at his little pile of pebbles that he often played with when Breezefeather was busy. The lanky tom had successfully piled up four into a pyramid and was now trying to get one on top of the other. He found the balancing act therapeutic for his often frazzled mind, if the stones fell they fell. They didn't complain about falling, nor did they get hurt when they fell. Most importantly they didn't get angry if the entire structure toppled over. When it did, Cornkit would simply start over again. And with each achievement he felt accomplished. It was something he was good at, finding the best place to set one stone on another stone. It just didn't benefit anyone but himself. He looked to other kits who were tumbling around in some foilage. The toxic thoughts that often clouded his head kept him at bay, but the thoughts came from somewhere and the script it followed came from the other kits in the nursery. He sighed wishing the kits wouldn't treat him differently. His lack of eye contact and fidgety personality made easy targets for teasing, yet the game they were playing looked fun. But the stones are nice too. He pressed his nose against the tower and with a couple of clickity clacks the rocks were in a pile again. He smiled to himself humming a soft tune as he built the tower up again.

Stagkit was out on an adventure! Letting out a small squeak the little white and russet tom looked around out in the grey clearing. Everything was still grey. And grey. Nevertheless he didn't let it bother him and he walked forward in his awkward wobbling gait, that looked like he was about to topple over every time. But at least, he was walking! and moving forward, despite some obvious difficulties. Stag himself was not a big fan of being out in this clearing and didn't exactly like interacting with other kits. Because last time, he'd been abandoned and left alone despite Oogly telling the other kit multiple times not to abandon him! Yet now Stag had Twiglight... If anyone abandoned him again or said mean stuff... Stag would go to Twiglight. Twiglight was safe... and Twiglight would solve Stag's problems. However, the little limping kit spotted another kit... that looked a bit older than him piling some rocks up. Maybe... this one wouldn't abandon him again? So slowly hobbling over he picked up a small pebble and began rolling it towards the bigger kit. "Hello!" He didn't exactly know how else to start. "I am... Stagkit!" he proclaimed with a small smile. "I can help... build pile too!" He hoped the other kit wouldn't disregard him. Just because he only had three working paws didn't mean he was useless! "Who are... you?"

[teddy.]

Originally Posted by chaton

Rookflight's expression flipped almost instantly at the news of Lupinpaw's disappearance. Yet another cat she felt kinship with... just gone. Letting out a soft sigh, she rested next to Oddear, giving him a solemn nudge. "Lupinpaw too? Such awful news... my only hope is that he has ended up in a good place." She didn't often like to show too strong of emotion, but around Oddear it was easier to let the tears well up. "By any chance... did you see him at all during your own disappearance? Some confirmation that he remains living?" The she-cat's meow was filled with some desperation. Any answer of Lupinpaw being alive would put her at ease. Surely there had to be hope, nothing bad could happen... right?

{ I'm so sorry for the short replies but small replies are better than no replies! }

Oddear didn't know what to do, he wanted to scream and shout until the world listened to his pleads. His own family, blood and flesh, gone under his care! Rookflights questions fell on deaf (large) ears. "Hes gone, out of the safety I offered him. I promised him I'd lay my life for his well being... how am I meant to do now that?' He croaked out, stuffed up with tears.

[Pancake]

Talonkit yawned and stretched, shifting in her mossy nest. She felt the cool air around her and wondered where her mother could have gone. She mewed.
@~Splash~

[Sorrow]

Originally Posted by -Pounce-

Talonkit yawned and stretched, shifting in her mossy nest. She felt the cool air around her and wondered where her mother could have gone. She mewed.
@~Splash~

Moonshade poked Talonkit softly with her muzzle. Its okay. Don't worry. she whispered, trying to soothe the kit. The white queen smiled warmly and curled her forepaw around Talonkit.

[Pancake]

Originally Posted by ~Splash~

Moonshade poked Talonkit softly with her muzzle. Its okay. Don't worry. she whispered, trying to soothe the kit. The white queen smiled warmly and curled her forepaw around Talonkit.

Talonkit looked up at her mother, maybe just towards the sound of her voice. She nuzzled the paw of the queen and fell back asleep.

[Arie]

-- @Shimm --
{Short patrol report back}

Mountainmist padded into the clearing and easily spotted the deputy. The large black molly made her way over and gestured with her tail. "Brindlejaw, can I have a moment? Just want to report in the Thunderclan border patrol from the Thunderglade." Taking in a deep breath, she just said curtly, "Nothing was up. No strange scents, but rather a lack of Thunderclan scent in the area. They might've been lax in remarking it. That was about what we encountered." With that she turned around and walked way.

[Spiderfrost]

Originally Posted by Arie

Weaselskip was not happy. Not at all as it seemed the calico apprentice was beating her at her own game, and the slender grey warrior lost her balance as Lilypaw pinned her down. "Guess you're not too bad at this game, little pretty flower," she laughed. But this was not the purpose of the lesson, yet nevertheless it was funny. "What an honour it is to be pinned by someone as pretty as you." With that she shook her head and rolled out from underneath the other warrior. "I see you adapted your Shadowclan techniques. However," she lifted a paw and shook it with a reprimanding look in her green eyes as she stared at the technically older cat. "You adapted what you knew.... not to what was told. You're not here to become a moor shadow are you? I thought you were here to learn how the Wind fights and how it flows." She liked that phrase and beginning to circle the other molly again she twitched her fluffed up tail. "I appreciate you showing me what to expect though, shall I ever encounter another Shadowclan cat that I cannot win over by my amazing wooing skills." She laughed once again and then stopped. "You need to stop relying on your ambush skills. Despite this area of the training moor having taller grass, the majority of the moors, especially down by the other borders it is easy to see anything that moves. Like you." She kept walking a bit, moving into the more open part of the training area. "See if you can knock me over pretty flower. This time without!" and she directed a heavy glare, "using the tall grass and your shadowclan techniques. Won't do you well if you can't adapt to new techniques."

[ lilytraining ]
Lilypaw looked like a koi fish, mouth agape in wordless shyness at the warrior underfoot and her words. She shuffled away with the fur on the back of her neck fluffing up in her flustered state. But needing to focus, she shook her head in frustration. Every other word out of Weaselskips mouth seemed like some kind of complement. It could also serve as an apparently great distraction for someone like her not use to it.

Thank the stars she is never going to actually meet Weasel on the battlefield as an opponent. Lilypaw doesn't know what would be worse, dying from catching fire in her shocked embarrasment, or being so distracted by words she's never had to deflect before that she gets a claw to the throat.

"I have not actually had a training session with the warrior in charge of me yet, so I only have what i already know to work off of." she informed.

"But yes...I agreed to learn your ways." she conceded to her lecture. She hummed then.

"Should you find yourself in a fight with any Shadowclan warrior, there is more than sneak attacks you will have to watch out for she admitted. A part of her worried if it was wise to talk about her home clan and their own ways. But she was Windclan now, and she wanted to serve and protect this clan more than she ever had her own home. Letting them be prepared after such hardships and Icestars play for power seemed wiser than staying silent.

The demoted she-cat listened intently to Weaselskips words. Her mind trying to work out what she knows, what she can adapt in open grounds, and what she will honestly just have to make up on the fly. An idea formed, and Weasel told her to knock her down.

The calico recalled the way the Windclan cats ran and changed up her stance a bit before bolting to the grey warriors side. However, instead of running right past, the molly twisted her body, digging her front claws into the ground and used the momentum to lift her back legs to aim a kick out at Weaselskips side.

[Reptilian Cabinets]

SoftFeather chuckled at the kits' conversation. "WillowKit, that's your brother, BlueKit." She meowed thoughtfully. "BoulderClaw, Can you get me freshkill please?" She said turning her gaze towards her mate.
@Mumble @Bravekit @AmberShadow

[MEAT ANGELS]

@Puddle~

Hivekit looked up to face the source of the voice, and a strange scent. It wasn’t something she’d smelled before. The small kittens face was streaked with tears, and clouded eyes rounded with despair. What was up with all these new cats? She’d never thought Windclan would be so big.
“.....?”
Words failed Hivekit. Or, rather, she didn’t want the new cat to hear her wretched voice, with lips that couldn’t form the simplest of words. She was a disgrace.
No wonder her momma had left.
Clear sparks of sadness washed over the kittens pelt, more complex than they should be, for a kit.

[Quasar]

Originally Posted by WarriorsAndHorses

SoftFeather chuckled at the kits' conversation. "WillowKit, that's your brother, BlueKit." She meowed thoughtfully. "BoulderClaw, Can you get me freshkill please?" She said turning her gaze towards her mate.
@Mumble @Bravekit @AmberShadow

Boulderclaw nodded, "Of course" he responded, turning to go fetch his mate a plump piece of fresh kill