WindClan: Life Before 2023's Fire

[Spirit form]

Originally Posted by NinjaBloss

Fallownose scrutinized the kit as they gave their explanation as to where they had been. "Steam? What are you talking about? And why did you think it was a good idea to leave camp by yourself?" Honestly he didn't know how Twilightstar dealt with these kits. He was sure he was growing gray hairs on his muzzle already.


Fallownose frowned at Frostpaw's explanation, finding it hard to believe. "You got lost on your own territory? Forgive me if I struggle to find that acceptable Frostpaw. You should know better than to go out without your mentor if you're unsure of the territory. You're an apprentice now, you have to be more responsible."


Fallownose let out a quiet sigh as Whitefeather explained what had happened. "Your service to this Clan has been admirable, Whitefeather. However, you should have known better then to abandon us just because someone told you to stay in your den. You're always welcome to take walks and attend Gatherings, it's not like you're a prisoner in our camp." Why some of these cats got outrageous ideas like they had to stay in their dens just because someone told them to was beyond the deputy. StarClan, couldn't they think for themselves, especially someone who had been alive as long as Whitefeather.


Fallownose stepped back to give Speckledpaw room as he began his explanation as to where he had been and what happened. He disagreed with the fact that Wolffang had exiled an apprentice as punishment, they didn't have all the training required to be able to survive as well as a warrior out on their own. There were plenty of duties they could do in camp that was fit for punishment, but exile was too much.

He opened his mouth to respond when Speckldpaw impatiently brushed passed him and the deputy had to force his fur to remain flat at the show of disrespect. There was no way the apprentice could know that Wolffang had stepped down and he had been chosen as the new deputy, but he was still a warrior. He had half a mind to send Speckledpaw back to the Outskirts to learn respect, but being hotheaded and rude would get him nowhere. The tom turned to catch up to Speckledpaw who had at least stopped to wait for him.

"It's good that you're back from your punishment, but you shouldn't forget your manners so easily. I understand that you're excited to get home again, but you can't go charging ahead without making sure that you've completed your punishment to mine or Twilightstar's standards. With that said, I know it's been hard out there so let's get you back to see Cowpaw, our new medicine cat. He can make sure your eye isn't infected and that you're fit to return to apprentice duties."

[Done! Go ahead and resubmit Speckledpaw and I'll pull him out of the missing]

Water'Kit

`Okay okay you caught me, I went out to explore, I mean, I want to know the territory before I'm an apprentice, right?`

[Ian]

Fallownose allowed a purr of amusement to escape his muzzle when Fernpaw called him "Just Fallownose". "Don't worry, it's quite refreshing to be treated like just another Clanmate," he said, easily waving off the apology. As the apprentice began to speak about patrols he gave him his entire attention.

The suggestion that Fernpaw gave was a good one- brilliant even. Battle practice patrols were something he hadn't thought of, and doubted Twilightstar had either. The deputy didn't remember anything of the sort in his forty moons of life. "That's a very good idea, Fernpaw. With patrols being completed on time it wouldn't be a hindrance to assign some. I'll speak to Twilightstar about it later today and work something out."

Fallownose paused for a moment to let Fernpaw speak or add on anything he wanted to, before shifting the topic in a slightly different direction. "How has your time back in WindClan been? Is everyone treating you well?"

@BILL.

[starry]

~ Skyleaf

@Leafspeaker @NinjaBloss

Skyleaf nodded to Tigerpaw, making her way over to Fallownose. "We are done with our patrol," she meowed, still slightly confused by the flying twolegs. "... There were twolegs. Flying. I'm not sure why, and how, but they were there. Not sure if this is something to be concerning about, though, they can be weird at times..." Never would she have thought that she'd have problems with reporting in a patrol one day. "There was not much prey either, only stale scents, but Tigerpaw managed to catch a mouse on our way back."

[Kyo]

Originally Posted by ThatGayCat

|| Heather’Tail laughed at her kits cry of boredom. Heather’Tail remembered the days of being a kit; playing, eating, annoying her mother, her brothers escaping camp and waltzing in to a badger set…

Heather’Tail blinked a few times, clearing her head.

“Being a kit is always boring, dear.”
“I was once a kit, too. It was horribly unexciting.”
She said, licking Fern’Kits head fur.

Suddenly, an idea sparked in her head, and she looked around at the other kits playing in the nursery. Heather’Tail gazed back down at Fern’Kit, chuckling lightly.
“You should make some friends! It would be less boring if you had a kit your age to play with,” ||

Fernkit

Fernkit purred lightly at the grooming before soaking in all the words. She scuffled her paws along the ground, hesitant to answer. "B-but they're all bigger than me!" She tucked her tail in between her legs, her ears flattened. She visioned them playing with her and then crushed her with their weight. "They're closer to being apprentices than me! And they might hurt me!" She whimpered crawling into her mothers' fluff, barely visible.

[WoodedForest]

Woodedkit cautiously clambered out of her nest, stumbling slightly. Thanks to her lack of vision, moving around could get very difficult. She slowly began to move towards her small collection of leaves, intending to cover herself in them.

[BEAR.]

If he were to be honest, Fernpaw was a little apprehensive about facing Peachfuzz in a battle training session. No offense to her-- on the contrary, he was pretty sure the massive she-cat might accidentally crush him due to her sheer size. He was naught but an ant in comparison; insignificant and easily smashed.

Still, he was here. Ready to be squashed like the bug he was. Unsure if he should speak or not, he waited patiently for her to start.

[ @Rockfall ]

[nykyrian]

Brightdawn| They/Them| @Bliss. | WC:95

A lynx-point sat in the clearing, intently focused on something they were holding between their large paws. The Warrior suddenly stood up, pranced over to a nearby bush, grabbed a few covered leaves before sitting back down. Then the grabbed the moist leaves between their teeth, then scrubbed the object they had in their grasp with them. After deeming it was perfect, they wiped the pebble in their fur, drying it off. Then placed it on a piece of dried bark, inspecting it's presentation carefully.

[Shade.]

Originally Posted by Bean_The_Cat

@Shade.

{I didn't do my fancy stuff cuse i'm tired}

Bunnypaw followed Mountainhaze to adder rocks. She glanced around, looking for movement. Then she spotted a butterfly. "Butterfly!" She shouted. (One of her negitive traits) She darted after it. When it flew off, She remembered the patrol. "Sorry" She mumbled

Mountainhaze was not bothered by the apprentice getting distracted. She herself tended to wandering off. Instead she got right to the point.

"Do you know how to hunt?" she asked.

[bailu]

[ @Adderbite - it's alright! ]

When the she-cat in front of them seemed to be deep in thought, Daffodilkit took this moment to escape, ears flattened to make themselves look as small as possible. Slowly, they curled their tail in and crept to the side, step by step, anxious green eyes constantly darting upwards to the warrior. Daffodilkit froze, their panic going up by a thousand percent, body going rigid, as the warrior started talking. It seemed they had no choice but to crawl back. Humiliated, the fur at the back of thier ears burning, Daffodilkit scuttled back to their spot and looked down at the sandy ground beneath their clumsy paws.

"Daffodilkit, that's my name," they said in their usual mumble, lips barely parting to speak. The long-furred grey kit glanced up, and attempted a small, brave smile, the corners of their mouth going up in a fake show of happiness. Daffodilkit dropped the smile as soon as they could, and stared at Goldenheart blankly, their eyes having no true emotion displayed in those green orbs. Was a 'golden' a flower? Daffodilkit knew that a daffodil was a flower and they'd been named after the blossom, though they had never seen one of those blooms before. Maybe a golden was a type of daffodil.

[bailu]

Originally Posted by flopsy

- honeykit | @Iris | so sorry for the super late post

She grabbed at flowers tucked into her nest tearing them away from the sticks and moss of her nest. Flower petals surrounded her as she swept them into a neat pile with her skinny tail, tears threatened to spill out of her honey eyes but she kept removing the decorations around her nest. Other kits were curled up with whoever was supposed to be taking care of them, Honeykit grumbled to herself staring at the nursery entrance.

It was a quiet day for young Daffodilkit. They had woken up, eaten some food, filled their rumbling stomach and had avoided any socialising. In their view of the world, said socialising was an absolute nightmare. The long-furred grey kit closed their green eyes when a horrible sound made their paws twitch. What was that?

It was a kit noisily removing the decorations around her nest. Daffodilkit flinched at the mess she was making, and turned their back to it, flattening their ears to block the sound.

[ sorry if it's late! it's also a bit short, I do apologise ]