WindClan: Life Before 2023's Fire

[Lakestorm]

Robinpaw laughed at Frostpaws comment, “so true, but he came from twoleg place” Robinpaw looked at Tulippaw, “I think we should be a group!” She declared towards Frostpaw and Tulippaw @GlowLight23 @TheNyanCatMinecart

[wolfie]

== > @NinjaBloss @cloudivity @Naiad || i think i mentioned those who need to collect herbs

The medicine cat entered out of his den, his feathery tail flickering back and forth. He carried juniper berries in his mouth, approaching the base of the Breezerock. Cowpaw dipped his head in greeting to the cats gathered, going off the assumption that those who were going to be gathering herbs would direct their attention to him. He dropped the juniper berries onto the floor, pushing them forward for those to see what they looked like.

Cowpaw smiled, taking a seat to begin explaining. "Hello..., hello..! I would.. like for you to... gather juniper berries...! They tend to grow in... Juniper's Rest... but if you cannot gather any... just cobwebs would be simple wonderful..!" He explained.

[Moonraven]

High Rank Announcement [#hrannouncement]

The scarred she-cat glided along the campgrounds like a soundless phantom, pausing in front of Breezerock. She tensed the lean muscles in her legs, pushing off the ground with her back legs and outstretching her front. She landed on top of the large stone, twisting around and taking a seat as her green eye wander through the clearing. Two more faces would be gone from her sight unless StarClan granted them some sort of mercy. Twilightstar strongly disliked announcing deaths, and WindClan, though small, has had to announce a few near every meeting now for three moons.

At least they'd be getting some new warriors this meeting. Granted, she doubted either of them would be all that delighted. The cost of their warriorhood might have been too much. Only time would tell. "Let all old enough to run the moor gather beneath the Breezerock for a clan meeting." Twilightstar yowled, she kept her back straight and head slightly lifted in regal perfection, although beneath that strong outer-ward appearance was a she-cat filled with a jumble of her usual concerns and worries. WindClan's been rather peaceful for the last several moons. She's been putting it off for a while, but it was about time she addressed the problems with some of their ranks.

 

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[SpiritedWarrior]

Badgerpaw leaped to his paws and padded over to the Breezerock to listen to what his mentor had to say. He wondered what this meeting would be about, WindClan wasn’t facing any issues with the other Clans, we’re they? StarClan, he hoped not. He was still relatively new to Clan life.

[stardust.]

(Redspeckle)

Redspeckle padded over to the Breezerock, clan meeting. AAhhh meeting... Hopefully we got good news this meeting.

[Doom]

BEEPAW | SHE/HER
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Beepaw took her seat beneath the Breezerock in a hesitant manner. She skipped the last meeting, but hopefully Twilightstar didn’t notice. Though, she wouldn’t mind if she noticed her wound from her scuffle with Laurelpaw the other day…or the fact that her mentor has been a lazy bum since the day he was assigned to her.

Well, there was only one way to find out.

[*longfire*]

ashclaw joined and listened

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lilypaw came by and sat next to badgerpaw" so how do you like windclan so far?" she asked
@SpiritedWarrior

[Rose]

Rosepaw
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Rosepaw ducked out of the apprentice’s den and into the clearing, peach fur fairly ruffled in comparison to what it usually looked like. The young dame seemed to realize how disheveled she may have looked to others, just awoken from sleep, so she settled down in a vacant spot, wrapping her plumy tail neatly around her paws and drawing another paw over her face to appear more… Well, awake. The apprentice’s sapphire-blue gaze shifted slowly around camp, and then it settled on her leader. One look at Twilightstar’s expression had Rosepaw stiffening with worry, and once again, her gaze was raking through the cats who’d joined the meeting. Why did Twilightstar look so distraught? Not necessarily distraught… But Rosepaw couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong. Had she missed something? Now, more than caring about grooming herself, the she-cat craned her neck for someone to talk to. Did anyone else know what had happened?

[Ian]

--Fallownose--
The deputy pricked his ears as Twilightstar called a Clan meeting and he padded over to take his usual spot near the front. Bravebird's death would most likely be announced at this meeting, but other than that, he wasn't sure what other things Twilightstar wanted to address. He really should get more active within the Clan.

--Willowsky--
The queen peered out from the entrance to the nursery but did not proceed farther. She wasn't too interested in whatever was happening, considering nothing significant had happened lately.

[Alchemist Kitsune]

Snowypaw

A purr of contentment escaped the gentle giant sunbathing close to the apprentice's den, his back wriggling on the sand bellow as he cleaned it free of any potential debris his tongue could not reach. It had been a moon sine Snowypaw had reached apprentice age, and the small time he had been under Deadmoon's attentive training showed. Growing seemingly larger with each passing day, the large tom's kit body was quickly changing to a more muscly, warrior toned shape. His soft, kit fluff was changing as well. The fuzz that seemed to hint at more fur than his short coat suggested was right, and he was slowly growing a medium coat, fluff that once stood on end now flowing gently down his flank, even his tail gaining a somewhat wispy look to it.

There was one thing that had not changed in that moon, however. The tom's rather nervous demeanor, despite slowly becoming less pronounced thanks to Deadmoon's approach in training him, was still there. Hearing the leader's voice call out, Snowypaw quickly twisted and looked around, true to form as he scanned the clearing with wide eyes, only calming down when he realized they were being called for a warrior meeting. Getting up, the apprentice shook the remaining sand from his fur, his whiskers twitching as he glanced around the clearing for his mentor. Not finding her after a quick scan, and not wanting to keep the leader waiting, Snowypaw opted for sitting close to where he had been sunbathing just moment's before, careful to stay out of the way from his gathering clanmates.

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