WindClan: Life Before 2023's Fire

[Moonraven]

The lilac leader's annoyed expression fell away with Rosepaw's apology.
"Well, it seems like you've learned your lesson, this wound will scar but I don't believe you're in any danger of dying." The molly told her, bowing her head to examine the wound closer.
"You did a good job, Barleykit." She praised the kit as she heard him.
"Sunpelt, find some fresh cobwebs, I want to make sure the bleedings stopped completely," Twilightstar ordered, checking to make sure there was no dirt or anything that could lead to an infection. This is why she wanted Coyotesnarl to at least give her some extra lessons on healing or try to give some other cats some. He needed help.
"Rosepaw, you know I don't like apprentices leaving camp without a warrior or mentor, do not let it happen again." She growled since it was a rule that she hated broken. "How did you get in a fight with a ShadowClan apprentice and do you know who was it?" If the fault was Rosepaw's she'd leave it alone, but she'd have to speak to Icestar if not.
She glanced over at Fawnkit as he started whining about not seeing his mother. It was no unusual for queens to go wandering, but a bit troubling hearing that the kit's mother wasn't back yet.
"Fawnkit, do you know when she left?" Twilightstar asked, she had enough on her shoulders and wasn't really interested in adding more to it. However, she couldn't just ignore it.
Her head swings in the direction of the chiming nose, and her nose wrinkled as she breathed in something other than blood.
"Who are you what are you doing in my camp?" She puffed up her pelt and snarled at the kittypet. She was getting tired of having strangers just waltz in perhaps it was time to set up some proper guards at the entrance.
@Cougar @TheNyanCatMinecart @WarriorsAndHorses @Fawnhearted

[Quasar]

Cedarpaw padded over to her mentor, Thornleaf. "Thornleaf, can we go hunting?" she asked him. She hadn't been out of camp in a while, and she really needed to stretch her legs and actually do something worthwhile.

@Sparkling Flower

[Abyssopelagic]

"Are you making sharp turns? When running, give yourself room for a wide turn instead. I did the same thing when I first started training."
She told her apprentice gently. She had the exact problem herself. Only trouble with hers was no one could really explain how she was going about it wrong, they just knew it was and saw it in her turns.

@Spiderfrost

[TheNyanCatMinecart]

@Moonraven

Rosepaw took a deep, shaky breath, glad that her leader understood and also had some mercy on her. "I-it was Blackpaw," she stammered. Her gaze flicked around the camp for a moment. Twistedpaw wasn't here. Was she out meeting with Blackpaw? Looking back to the lilac-gray cat, she added, "I wasn't too f-far from the border when the apprentice yelled at me. H-he said th-that he had some help from inside of W-windClan... he w-was doing it for somebody." Her paws twitched. That was true; he had said that he was doing it for Twistedpaw, though this interpretation was better.
"He just leaped at me," she finished shakily. "I ran off... b-but I did bite his leg pretty badly." She felt a small glow of pride at herself.

[Fawnhearted]

“She said she was going to get catmint...I think it was the day of the Clan Meeting...two days ago?” He said as he repeatedly coughed.
@Moonraven

[Elementals]

~Songkit~

Fumbling with his moss-ball in boredom, Songkit heard that the yowling outside had finally died down and now Windclan was going back to normal. He wasn't sure if he wanted to take a sneak peek to see what happened since the yelling seemed so intense earlier. Picking out the thorns and splinters caught in the moss-ball, it was a slight boredom saver but it didn't last very long when he finished picking them out and discarding them under the ground by digging tiny holes. Once he buried them back so then no cat could step on the sharp objects, Songkit peered at the nursery. Seeing that the queens and kits were doing their usual thing, Songkit poked his moss-ball in approval. The last time he requested to play with his littermate, it went chaotic so he wasn't looking forward to see that again. Hoping that his father would be available to saving him from his boredom, Songkit looked for Gentlemoo.

{ @Scum }

[The Kitty.]

[ @Beau & @Rainquail ]
Leopardbite gave contemptuous growl. Hmph. Dangerous? Oh, she'd show them "dangerous." They had, after all, scared off her perfectly good catch. And they still were, with their obnoxiously loud chit-chatting and incredibly dumb giggles.

'Hey, you, dumbasses!" the huge cashmere hissed, yellow eyes constricting. "You scared off my prey."

[Moonraven]

As Brindlejaw finally decided to show up, his excuse as for why he wasn't present pissed her off. Seriously, he was scared of a little blood and gore, it wasn't like she had ordered him, anyone, to participate. Brindlejaw seemed more cautious of her as of late, or rather more of irritating her in case he'd lose his rank. Twilightstar needed someone around to at least speak out against her, here and there. Yes, she originally thought let her clanmates would not mind killing Lobster, but seeing the aftereffects it left on several of her clanmates reminded her that not everyone was like her, a closet sadistic with an iron stomach. Twilightstar had made an assumption and she had been wrong. She wouldn't be doing this type of execution again any time soon, it left a mess and the majority of her clanmates disgusted. She needed a cat willing to stand up and say 'Hey, this is wrong don't do it'.
The fact that more cats showed up, asking to help with Lobster's body and looked to Heathernose, the molly who looked like she was going to keel over at any second, and Wolfbound, instead of Brindlejaw, their deputy, also added to her ire. She might just be projecting, but she too annoyed to analyze right now. Heathernose looked overwhelmed, even though Wolfbound stepped in, Twilightstar couldn't help but butt in.
"Change in plans, Heathernose, you'll be staying behind. You look like you're going to pass out. Go take a walk in the moor and get some fresh air or go rest." She snapped the order, patience wearing thin.
"Thornsprint and Shockpaw, since you're both so eager to help, Thornsprint go with Brindlejaw and Wolfbound, Shockpaw you can go with Heathernose or help clean up the clearing." This was way more stress then it was worth, it was clear she wasn't in the mood for arguing by her sharp tone.
"Anyone else who wants to help start cleaning up the mess." She raised her voice to yowl out the order. She had enough cats on the bodies. It seemed like she'd be taking some time before she got to the medicine cat's den. Then there was Honeypaw, who looked like he was on the verge of tears and a panic attack. See! This was why she needed someone around here to tell her that stuff like this was a horrible idea. She was the leader, but she was also somewhat emotionally and socially inept and had no clue what she was doing. Midnightstalker would have told her this was a bad idea!
"Honeypaw," she nudged the apprentice's shoulder gentle with her nose, crouching down a bit more to look at his eyes.
"Breath, deep breaths in and out, slowly." She didn't like how ragged his breathing suddenly got. Twilightstar didn't panic much if ever, but she's seen some have little panic attacks. So again, she wasn't sure how to deal with it. "Are you alright? Do you need anything?" She wasn't sure if this was something that happened often, she could take him to Coyotesnarl maybe he had herbs to calm the apprentice down?
@wren @Beau @space ace. @Rainquail @Shimm @Starfall

Batglare pushed himself up to stand, stretching his stiff muscles as soon as Elderpaw offered to help clean up. He wondered if he should be worried about how completely find she appeared to be with all of this. Batglare was older and had experience with more gruesome deaths. Elderpaw seemed to find and was all smiles. He wasn't going to bother worrying bout it unless it presented a real problem, for now.
His intense gaze flickered over to Twilightstar as the she-cat juggled the mayhem she made. Normally he'd laugh, but she looked like she was going to blow up. Midnightstalker's former apprentice also didn't look very good. Not many looked good after all that.
"I'll go fetch some moss," He growled, sounded aggravated, but that was just him. "Wait here or start helping the kit." He told her, padding off without for her reply.
@implimm @Cougar

[Fade]

*Campfire waited for her to finish* Im campfire, my farm is on the way to your moonstone thing, im just saying if your gonna get there, my folk has dogs at the ready. They sent them after a rouge, they dead by them. I would advise you and your clan to not go through the feild. @Moonraven *His gigner pelts white spirals were dirty from killing mice, he left quietly*

[Fade]

*Barley-kit finished* @Moonraven @implimm