WindClan: Life Before 2023's Fire

[MockingRabbit]

Originally Posted by NinjaBloss

Fallownsose pricked his ears as Rabbiteye padded over to him. The warrior looked exhausted, which immediately caused the deputy to feel concerned. "Yes, Rabbiteye? Is everything alright?"

Rabbiteye took a deep breath. "Went to the Starcave yesterday, and I just came back." He decided to just get it all out. "My apprentice, Scalepaw, followed me without me knowing. While I was in the cave, he got a scare and fell on a thunderpath and was hit by a monster. Fortunately, he survived but he broke his leg. I dragged him home on a twoleg pelt. He is in the Medicine Cat's den now."

[MockingRabbit]

Rabbiteye slunk into the meeting. His dark eyes glared at anyone who came near him.


Swiftheart attempted to sit next to him, but he decided better of it when Rabbiteye's claw-tips showed. He obviously wants to be left alone, he thought and sat down in the throng of cats.

[taillow]

Laurelpaw
As the unfamiliar cat shrunk back, Laurelpaw let out a scoff. But her look of smugness soon melted into one of utter confusion as he just continued to smile at her. Did he have no sense or awareness? "I don't care, fluff-for-brains." Stars, what did this cat not get? "Let me say this... as clearly as I can, Dirtpaw," she replied slowly, enunciating every word and not missing a beat as she purposefully messed up his name, "I. Don't. Want. To. Talk. To. You. Now scram." With that she shooed him away with one paw, making sure her claws slid out just a smidge and glinted in the sun for him to see. Whoever this was, Laurelpaw wanted nothing to do with him.

It seemed he wasn't the only unfamiliar face in camp. As her gaze slipped past the tom, it landed on two other unfamiliar cats. Bewilderment crossed her expression as she stared with her jaw slightly agape at the two she-cats sitting close with one another. They... was that ThunderClan she smelled? It was faint, but she recognized it from the gathering.

Swinging her head around, Laurelpaw first glanced at Twilightstar, then Fallownose. Oh, so they kicked WindClan cats out but decided to just let any other Clan riff-raff in?? Her gaze narrowed into a frosty glare directly solely the deputy. "Why don't you go sit over there with the other misfits, outsider." Shifting her steely gaze over to Badgerpaw, she nodded to where the two unfamiliar ThunderClan cats were seated. "And don't bother me again if you know what's good for you."

[ @SpiritedWarrior @NinjaBloss @poppy. - For the glance at Shining and Aspen. Also, this is my formal apology for Laurelpaw I swear there is an arc planned for her to become better ]

[Spotty]

> Owlglide

He had already been sitting near the Breezerock when he saw Twilightstar leap onto it, so he didn't move from where he was, and simply straightened up a little more and pulled himself out of his thoughts.



> Berrykit @starry [Skyleaf meantion]

Usually, the speckled kit didn't attend the meetings. There were a lot of cats there, and she had always preferred to listen to the news from inside the safety of the nursery. But she was old enough to run the moor now, she was six moons old, and this would be her apprentice ceremony. So what was she gonna do, hide? No, no, she would have to attend the meeting she would be made an apprentice, that was how things worked.

But it didn't mean she wasn't a teeny tiny bit nervous around such a large group of cats, and she had chosen to sit next to her mom as long as she could before her name would be called up. She just hoped she wouldn't be the only kit becoming an apprentice, and that at least a few others would be there to receive their new names and mentors as well, otherwise, it would be even more stressful. She took a deep breath and tried to inch a little bit closer to Skyleaf, her blue and green eyes looking up at Twilightstar.

She did wonder who her mentor would be. It was unlikely for it to be her mom of course since Twilightstar would likely want someone else to mentor her, but in that case, who would it be? She hoped it was someone nice at least, and someone could answer her questions - there would be many of those. But she knew she couldn't pick her own mentor, so she'd be happy with someone who would listen to her, but not someone lazy, she did want to be a good warrior after all!

[shaae_26]

Swiftpaw scurried up to the meeting

[TheNyanCatMinecart]

~ TWISTEDKIT OF WINDCLAN ~

Twistedkit sat in the WindClan clearing, staring up at the cloudy sky. The clouds didn't look gray and scary like they did when they held rain; they were light gray, and there wasn't any dampness in the air. Twistedkit had never felt the sensation of rain before. She'd always been in the nursery when it rained. Curled up close to Willowsky, she'd hear the droplets as they pounded against the nursery walls and the rest of the WindClan camp. They were always super loud, so she'd press up against her mother's warm body for comfort. Willowsky didn't like that, though. If the bony bits of her tail pressed too much into her mother, she'd get roughly shoved away or nipped. Sometimes, her mother did these actions quietly; other times, she'd yell at her angrily, but quietly enough as to not disturb the other queens and kits.

The apprehension residing within the one-and-a-half-moon-old kit was almost too much to bear. Twistedkit had no idea when she'd see Willowsky again, or who'd be taking care of her in the nursery. It was difficult, thinking about her mother. Twistedkit loved her so much. But then there were all the questions that circled around her mind. Twilightstar and Cowpaw said that mothers should treat their kits with love and affection, which were two things Willowsky didn't do. But Willowsky wasn't a bad cat. Twistedkit loved her. The explanation was that she was sick, but Twistedkit didn't know what the sickness was. Even worse... she was wondering if she had caused it.

Does it have to do with me looking different? For as far back as she could remember, Twistedkit knew that Willowsky had made a point of letting Twistedkit know that she was different. Looking around the clearing now, she hardly saw anyone with a single blind eye, like she had. There didn't seem to be anyone with a crooked jaw, and there certainly wasn't anyone with a broken, crooked, twisted tail. Twistedkit had been born looking weird, and even though she was used to it, that wasn't normal. Nobody else looked like her. Twilightstar mentioned a cat who looked like me. But two cats versus literally everyone else?

It has to be my fault, not Willowsky's. That had to be it, even though Twistedkit couldn't say for sure. She's acting weird, and I was born looking weird... Twistedkit felt guilty, but also unsure. Twilightstar had told her that no, it wasn't because she looked weird. But she also said that Willowsky might not be happy with the way she looked. To Twistedkit, those two things meant the same thing. I just wanna talk to Mother. Maybe she could tell me. But Twilightstar and Cowpaw wouldn't let her near Willowsky, right? Twistedkit shifted on her paws, feeling the sand move beneath them. Not too long ago, she'd played with Hickorypaw - then Hickorykit - in the sand. Nobody else seems to notice that I look weird. Everyone had been super friendly... except Willowsky.

Everything was just so confusing. It was hard for Twistedkit to wrap her head around it. The black she-kit continued to look around the clearing. What else did she have to do? Then something caught her eye. A creamy-white she-kit was padding out of the nursery, looking happy. Blossomkit. Twistedkit didn't feel happy right now. All her emotions were too confusing. Suddenly, an idea came to her. I could make a new friend! Yeah, that was exciting! Feeling better, Twistedkit scrambled to her paws and clumsily made her way over to Blossomkit. "Hello!" she squeaked in a distorted voice; her jaw moved disturbingly as she moved and spoke. Maybe making a new friend would make her feel better! And she could ask Blossomkit about her mother, like how she'd asked Lynxkit.

@Lakestorm

[Lakestorm]

[QUOTE=TheNyanCatMinecart;1231267]~ TWISTEDKIT OF WINDCLAN ~

Twistedkit sat in the WindClan clearing, staring up at the cloudy sky. The clouds didn't look gray and scary like they did when they held rain; they were light gray, and there wasn't any dampness in the air. Twistedkit had never felt the sensation of rain before. She'd always been in the nursery when it rained. Curled up close to Willowsky, she'd hear the droplets as they pounded against the nursery walls and the rest of the WindClan camp. They were always super loud, so she'd press up against her mother's warm body for comfort. Willowsky didn't like that, though. If the bony bits of her tail pressed too much into her mother, she'd get roughly shoved away or nipped. Sometimes, her mother did these actions quietly; other times, she'd yell at her angrily, but quietly enough as to not disturb the other queens and kits.

The apprehension residing within the one-and-a-half-moon-old kit was almost too much to bear. Twistedkit had no idea when she'd see Willowsky again, or who'd be taking care of her in the nursery. It was difficult, thinking about her mother. Twistedkit loved her so much. But then there were all the questions that circled around her mind. Twilightstar and Cowpaw said that mothers should treat their kits with love and affection, which were two things Willowsky didn't do. But Willowsky wasn't a bad cat. Twistedkit loved her. The explanation was that she was sick, but Twistedkit didn't know what the sickness was. Even worse... she was wondering if she had caused it.

Does it have to do with me looking different? For as far back as she could remember, Twistedkit knew that Willowsky had made a point of letting Twistedkit know that she was different. Looking around the clearing now, she hardly saw anyone with a single blind eye, like she had. There didn't seem to be anyone with a crooked jaw, and there certainly wasn't anyone with a broken, crooked, twisted tail. Twistedkit had been born looking weird, and even though she was used to it, that wasn't normal. Nobody else looked like her. Twilightstar mentioned a cat who looked like me. But two cats versus literally everyone else?

It has to be my fault, not Willowsky's. That had to be it, even though Twistedkit couldn't say for sure. She's acting weird, and I was born looking weird... Twistedkit felt guilty, but also unsure. Twilightstar had told her that no, it wasn't because she looked weird. But she also said that Willowsky might not be happy with the way she looked. To Twistedkit, those two things meant the same thing. I just wanna talk to Mother. Maybe she could tell me. But Twilightstar and Cowpaw wouldn't let her near Willowsky, right? Twistedkit shifted on her paws, feeling the sand move beneath them. Not too long ago, she'd played with Hickorypaw - then Hickorykit - in the sand. Nobody else seems to notice that I look weird. Everyone had been super friendly... except Willowsky.

Everything was just so confusing. It was hard for Twistedkit to wrap her head around it. The black she-kit continued to look around the clearing. What else did she have to do? Then something caught her eye. A creamy-white she-kit was padding out of the nursery, looking happy. Blossomkit. Twistedkit didn't feel happy right now. All her emotions were too confusing. Suddenly, an idea came to her. I could make a new friend! Yeah, that was exciting! Feeling better, Twistedkit scrambled to her paws and clumsily made her way over to Blossomkit. "Hello!" she squeaked in a distorted voice; her jaw moved disturbingly as she moved and spoke. Maybe making a new friend would make her feel better! And she could ask Blossomkit about her mother, like how she'd asked Lynxkit.


“Hi!” She meowed, “you look really cool!” She purred circling the fellow Kit happily

[Pitou]

**Toadpounce**

The spotted tom trotted unevenly into the clearing at Twilightstar’s call. He found a spot out of the way and sat down, putting his eyes to the leader to wait.

[TheNyanCatMinecart]

(Open!)

~ TULIPPAW OF WINDCLAN ~

Tulippaw's slender, delicate body was stretched out across the sand as she relaxed in the clearing. Her head was twisted as she lapped at her right shoulder, which was black-and-white, with her pink tongue. So far, she hadn't done any gritty training with Hawkblaze yet. Well, the terrible boundary with RiverClan was gritty and disgusting; a phantom feeling of mud clinging to her fur and squishing between her toes made the beautiful apprentice shudder. And Hawkblaze's general attitude was anything but pleasant. However, by "gritty training", Tulippaw was referring to fighting. As a kit, she had never play-fought out of fear of messing up her perfect sleek pelt. However, as an apprentice, she'd have to do things like that. Not to mention the actual battles. The thought of having claws rip through her calico pelt, ripping flesh and causing pain, made Tulippaw shudder with revulsion. Yet it was a part of warrior life, and she wanted nothing more than to serve her Clan. I'll make up for it by getting to a medicine cat as soon as possible, and cleaning up my fur after training and battles. That way, I'll always look better than everyone else! she vowed silently.

Twilightstar's meeting call drifted out across the clearing. Turning her head, Tulippaw saw the lilac-gray she-cat standing atop the Breezerock. The leader was covered in scars, and was missing half an ear, one eye, and two toes. Not to mention that Tulippaw could tell she was growing older. Now, Tulippaw cared a lot about beauty, and although she herself never wanted to be marred by scars, or feel the effects of age, she wouldn't judge those who were. The life of a warrior was harsh; getting injured and even scarred was a fact of life, and so was growing old. Tulippaw wanted to do her best to avoid those things for herself, but why judge others for it? It was still a bit unsettling to see all those scars, though - and especially the missing body parts. Tulippaw would accept it for other cats, but she never wanted anything like that happening to her.

The dainty calico rose to her paws and padded over to the Breezerock. Once she reached it, she curled her tri-colored tail over her paws. Her striking, vivid green eyes fixed on her leader at first; then, knowing that there was always some time before the meeting started, she let her gaze drift over her Clanmates. Plenty of cats had gathered already, although she noticed quite a few kits and apprentices, among some warriors. Hopefully, more cats gathered soon. WindClan was special and better than all the Clans, so they should have a good attendance.

[Kyo]

Originally Posted by NinjaBloss

The sound of panting caught Fallownose's attention, and he bounded towards it. The source was Fernkit, who had recently gone missing and seemed to have many plants in her mouth. "Fernkit, you've been gone for a while. What are you doing out in the territory?" She didn't seem injured, which was good, simply tired from whatever she had been doing.

@Kyo

Fernkit

“Oh! I was finding herbs for Cowpaw.” Fernkit seemed happy. She placed down her bundle, which was mainly weeds, and then continued talking. “Cowpaw didn’t know that I left. I wanted it to be a surprise! I ventured all through Windclan and it was super duper fun!”

( @NinjaBloss )