WindClan: Life Before 2023's Fire

[lucidense]

Dawnpaw was grooming her creamy fur, and she looked up. "Oh, Hey Snailpaw!" She would greet her old friend. I can't believe, soon we'll all be warriors! "How's your training?" @.Bread.

[gs29513]

YESS! Larkkit squealed with happiness. Teach me how to beat warrior butt! I want to be the best warrior in the forest! Or the moor. Getting a little carried away, she bounced forward, and swiped a paw at the apprentices leg, letting out a small hiss. @.Bread.

[Bread]

Snailpaw sat down in a sunny spot in the clearing, as she groomed her long fur. What a beautiful day it was outside. Just then, she spotted her good friend Basilpaw. "Hi, Basilpaw!" the molly said as she got up and walked towards her. The apprentice hadn't really been able to hang out with her friends in a while, so this would be nice if she got to talk to her.

@Zesty Mango

[Bread]

Snailpaw smiled, "My training's been pretty good," she said, "How about yours?" Snailpaw was happy that she was able to talk to another cat about things going on in life.

@~Lucid Dreams~

[Puddle~]

@.Bread.
{Do you want to maybe move to a private thread, so it's easier to keep track?}

Puddlepaw smiled. He knew Snailpaw was quite behind in her requirements, and it concerned him that there was a chance she might not make it in the same batch of warriors ceremonies as Basilpaw, Dawnpaw, and he. He didn't want to let that happen, but he also didn't quite know how to help. "Hey, follow me over there real quick, so we can chat a little more in private." Pointing his tail, he indicated a corner of the clearing with fewer cats around.

[Bread]

Snailpaw let out a small laugh as Larkkit grazed her leg. "Here, show me what you got..." the apprentice said as she looked around for something to practice on, "show me what you got on this stick! The better you do, the cooler things I will show you how to do!"

@gs29513

[lucidense]

Dawnpaw would smile. "I'm going to do my assessment tomorrow!" She would announce with wide eyes. "And I think Wolfwhisper has warmed up to me." She would purr. "And Puddlepaw-" She would stop herself, an embarrassed look on her face. @.Bread.

[Bread]

{ Sure! }

Snailpaw nodded, wandering what they could be discussing that was so important. Nevertheless, the molly still walked in the direction of Puddlepaw's tail.

{ Sorry for short post }

@Puddle~

[dino.]

[ @Moonraven ]

----Curlpaw----

His smile turned wry. "Then we must indeed know different Lionstars," he replied. Curlpaw was convinced that most of the leaders put on masks at the Gatherings, hiding the sides of them that the others wouldn't enjoy. Icestar was a clear exception, but Lionstar had seemed much less temperamental and much more willing to listen up on that rock than he did around camp.
'As far as I've seen' was right on the money. "Just because you haven't seen it, Miss, doesn't mean it isn't there. You didn't see that Redpaw of yours kill that kit or take that leader's life, but it still happened. Cats are just as good at hiding things as they are at showing them, and sadly, perhaps better."
Frustration began to burn in his chest and the smile faded. He fixed his gaze pointedly on Twiglight's face, a frown pulling at his lips. "Why would I join WindClan just to hang out with Stagpaw and Mushy? I wouldn't have to worm my way in to spend time with them when I could just meet them at the border any time I wanted." Did she really think it was only about Stagpaw? Sure, he enjoyed being around his beetle buddy, and Mushy was... interesting, to say the least, but he just wanted to be a warrior in a Clan that accepted him.
That frustration turned into anger, and he forced his expression to return to a blank slate and his fur to stay flat. Another laughed escaped him, but this one held small hints of the anger that threatened to burst through. "Why on earth would I lie?" he said. "My father always told me, 'Lying to the wrongs cats will land you in a grave, so it's best not to lie at all.' Apparently, lying to you would land me in the outskirts forever, or six feet under, depending on how you felt at that particular moment. I'm not that traitor who was confronted at the last Gathering. I would never lie."
A frustrated sigh left his nose as he finished speaking, and then he began again. "Look, what do you want me to say? That I'll pledge myself as your personal bodyguard until the end of time if you let me join? That I'll track down and kill a stack of rabbits as tribute? Want me to pledge my loyalty in my blood? Find myself the toughest, cruelest, most loyal mentor in all of WindClan to train under so that you're bound to know if I screw up? I can't promise what you want me to say promise until I know what it is, Miss, so tell me what you want me to commit to, and I'll expend all of my energy into doing so." His eyes held no desperation that his words may have suggested. Instead, they burned with feirce determination and an unspoken promise: as soon as she gave the word, he would bind himself and his heart to WindClan forth more and forever.

[Estelle]

Hailpaw entered the apprentice with a small sigh, her firstly lit up silver fur now covered in the shade of the den-- that was a bit tiring.. The molly just returned from a small trip in the territory, working on her hunting skills and.. Clearing her head a little, maybe? Things had been busy after all, changing: Getting a new mentor, her father showing up.. Goodness, and she still didn't manage to sleep past sunrise!
The apprentice settled in her nest, starting to neatly groom her fur as usual. It wasn't like it was a mess or anything, despite it's length, she just simply liked her fur to be clean and well groomed-- and it was sort of how she grew up perhaps? Either way a clean fur was nice, so what did it really matter. But back on track: she had to figure out what to do for the rest of the day.
@Zesty Mango