WindClan: Life Before 2023's Fire

[wolfie]

== > @Dirtfur || sweats in i did not realize i was supposed to reply

Cowpaw begun to lead Goldenkit towards the Warrior's den, his long and feathery tail flickering back and forth behind him. His ears perked up at the question and he nodded his head up and down. "It would be.. Cowpaw...! Indeed, that is me... it is nothing special but.. it is mine so, I cherish it... greatly.. " He explained, turning his head to the entrance.

Cowpaw took a small breath before entering, glancing around the den. "We must be quiet... as there may be fellas' sleepin'.... but do you see ... Mama Flurrywind... anywhere..?" He questioned in a hushed whisper.

The gentle giant turned to look at Goldenkit, leaning down a bit to be able to hear anything she may have to say.

[wolfie]

+5 dandelions, +3 daises

+5 borage


- 2 juniper berries

- 1 poppy seed

oh no.. disaster has STRUCK THE HERB STORAGE! the snails... they have invaded!! and combined with time decay.. whatever will cowpaw do?

- 2 goldenrod
-8.5 margiold
- 8 catmint
- 3 borage

[Alchemist Kitsune]

Snowypaw

How can I trust?

The words rang loudly in Snowypaw's ears, almost as though if the blood rushing through them kept magnifying them in sound. How... how could he ever answer that? He understood the concept, of course. That feeling of warmth in his heart that had come whenever he had been in Deadmoon's presence. He would have trusted his mentor with his life. Ear giving a light twitch, Snowypaw frowned, knowing this was not enough of a response.

He could feel the familiar frustration of his own uselessness bubbling up inside him. A small, bitter smile slowly replaced the frown on the apprentice's features, the grimace being the closest thing Snowypaw had ever come to a sardonic expression. He definitely knew he could trust himself to be pointless in situations like these in the best of cases. Somehow, he believed this was not the kind of answer Scalepaw was looking for either. Shifting himself lightly so he could better look up at the stars from his laying position, the gentle giant's feathery tail trailed along the clearing's sand, leaving a cloud of dust in its wake.

Silence followed the gray tom's words for some time as Snowypaw pondered on an answer. Finally, the large apprentice sighed in defeat. This would simply be another question that he would have no answer for, leaving Scalepaw in the same position he now stood in. Lifting himself lightly so he was no longer on his side, Snowypaw cast his blue eyes upon Scalepaw, an apologetic look on them once more, the bitter smile long gone. "I'm afraid I don't know. Apologies," he mewed softly, his eyes turning to his paws in shame. "I suppose... It's just something you feel. In your gut... your mind... your heart. But... only you can tell. When it finally happens. When you trust, I think you will know."

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@~SilverShine~

[wolfie]

⤏ HERB PATROLS ❣

[ if you are getting mentioned, it means cowpaw has chosen your character for an herb patrol! now on the occasion your character cannot participate - please allow me to know along with a reason so they can be exempted. failure to complete a patrol will be dealt with a punishment given by cowpaw. ]

[ these patrols are due on october 27nd by 11:59 PM EST !! if an extension is needed, please let me know a day before the deadline. if a patrol is going slow, you have full permission to take it over and/or finish it yourself. only five herbs should be collected a minimum, may vary with cobwebs and similar things. your character should report to cowpaw in this thread ! i likely won't reply to the reports unless needed or requested he notices 'em though! any dialogue in italtics is in sign / non-verbal, any dialogue in bold is verbal speech. ]

Oh, oh no. The snails, the snails! Cowpaw wasn't sure where it had all gone wrong. Maybe, maybe from the very start... he had never expected this to happen. While yes, time would take a time on his herbs and there was always weather but, he had thought his den to be a safe haven. Protected. Oh no, the snails... they got to his herbs in a lick of a second. All his.. marigold... gone! His catmint... herbs had to be urgently sent out, yes, yes. This was a pressing matter.

[ non-optional prompt : yes!! you !! you are being somewhat sent on a mission. whatever you do, do not bring back marigold. whatever cowpaw is saying, no, he is a fool. instead, you should bring back goldenrod instead of marigold. he will be way more delighted, mhm, mhm. ] || coyotecrash [ @oleander ] + leafpaw [ @The Heir Apparent ] - marigold goldenrod
"Coyotecrash... Coyotecrash..! Oh deary, I need.. your help.. gracious, these.. these snails have... taken all my marigold... would you please go .. and collect some for me..? Ah! Please take uhm, hmm.. Leafpaw, with you? .. It shall be a herb patrol.. if that is quite alright...! Marigold... are... golden flowers, they have quite the interesting smell.. It appears to grow well near... water.. "

[ optional prompt : running a bit late, the sky has begun to darken and the stars shine beautifully. fireflies dance around in the open moor and you feel at peace. hope. alive.] || stumpypoppy [ @Eaglet ] + milkpaw [ @Wingnettle ] - catmint
Ah, with his marigold crisis being taken care of... Cowpaw supposed it would do Windclan good to send out more herb patrols while he was already started. He hadn't the intention today but, he already had two cats in mind..! Simply because he adored their names with his heart. Wonderful, it filled him with joy. Stumpypoppy was easy to find. A stubby tail and flame-point markings kept in his mind. Milkpaw was the only apprentice with a more creamy white color to their pelt than anyone else.

Detective Cowpaw was on the case. Trialing along the camp, he approached Stumpypoppy and attempted to gently tap him on his shoulder to follow. Then, he would lead him to Milkpaw!! Hehe, "Hello...!! Would you two... mind going on... a trip to find catmint...? My stock of them has been... ruined and... I would like to be prepared for leaf-bare.. They are a very delicious-smelling plant... a hairy stem and ah, pale purple flowers...!"


[ optional prompt : d'aww, you watch a rabbit family hop around in a meadow..!! ] || bunnyhop [ @SplashedCanvas ] + driftpaw [ @FredTheFrog ] - mushrooms
"Fine afternoon... yes, yes... you see you two ah, I was wondering perhaps... you would be willing... to go on a search for mushrooms...? The last patrol did not succeed, unfortunately...! Any mushrooms will do... I believe? As long as they are not glowing... but, maybe bring back a few glowing ones also..? I am not entirely sure.. it would just be very appreciated.."

[Alchemist Kitsune]

Lightningkit

The answer to her first question alone getting her riled up, Lightningkit squealed with glee at the thought. Running in air! Moving in the sky? Oh oh, that must be what StarClan cats were made of! She had heard of the clan in the sky that resided among the stars. Obviously they had feathers for fur as well!

But then her dear uncle explained further, letting her know that she was far too heavy for the feathers to help her fly, and her eyes grew wide. She was too heavy to fly? But she was so skinny and small! She had imagined the warriors of StarClan would look like her uncle or her mother. Big, tough looking cats who ran - no no, the could fly, not run, get it together - across the sky among the stars. Or perhaps they were the stars? That part confused her. She would have to investigate further once Gingerheart let her go out of the nursery. She would ask for a nighttime outing. She already knew that the stars were only visible at night, after all.

By this point, Lightningkit's thoughts had well shifted to StarClan and their obvious ability to fly. Normally, she would have been disappointed to hear that the clan was not strong enough to fight monsters - she could be disappointed about that later - or that feathers were only useful to make your nests soft and pretty. Unfortunately, her heart was set. She knew that StarClan cats obviously needed to have feathers for fur, but maybe they only used them in secret so other cats couldn't attack them in the sky? Then they would only have to deal with the birds. Oh, StarClan cats must be really, really smart! She would have to ask them everything if she ever met them!

The young calico turned with a happy, curious look back at Squirrelear, her eyes shining in that usual way that meant more questions were coming. She opened her mouth and suddenly... stopped. A confused look replaced her previously curious one, and she stepped closer to her uncle, sniffing him with concern. He had an odd look on his face. It was the same look most queens got right before they told her they were tired and might need a rest. Uncle Squirrelear probably needed a nap! Well, he could nap right here! The family nest was empty except for her, and the calico kit was sure her mother wouldn't mind if she took care of Squirrelear while she was gone.

"You need a nap," Lightningkit giggled, rubbing her side comfortingly against Squirrelear as she went towards his hind leg and started trying - and quite frankly failing - to push him in the direction of the nest. "You should... nrgh- You should... hngh- Okay, you know what? You are heavy, uncle Squirrelear," she mewed, her voice getting mildly higher in pitch as she stopped trying to push to complain about the warrior's weight. "That's okay though! Our nest is strong! You should take a nap there. I'll take care of you. Oh oh, maybe I can find more feathers to make the nest even softer for you!"

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@Ritsuka

[Robin feather]

Heatherleaf

Heatherleaf smiled widely. “Really?” she meowed. “I-I don’t know what to say… I mean course we can be together! I’d love that.” Heatherleaf blinked slowly. Was this truly happening? Or was she just dreaming again? No. This felt real. This was real.

{ @prancer }

[Akira]

Originally Posted by Alchemist Kitsune

Lightningkit

The answer to her first question alone getting her riled up, Lightningkit squealed with glee at the thought. Running in air! Moving in the sky? Oh oh, that must be what StarClan cats were made of! She had heard of the clan in the sky that resided among the stars. Obviously they had feathers for fur as well!

But then her dear uncle explained further, letting her know that she was far too heavy for the feathers to help her fly, and her eyes grew wide. She was too heavy to fly? But she was so skinny and small! She had imagined the warriors of StarClan would look like her uncle or her mother. Big, tough looking cats who ran - no no, the could fly, not run, get it together - across the sky among the stars. Or perhaps they were the stars? That part confused her. She would have to investigate further once Gingerheart let her go out of the nursery. She would ask for a nighttime outing. She already knew that the stars were only visible at night, after all.

By this point, Lightningkit's thoughts had well shifted to StarClan and their obvious ability to fly. Normally, she would have been disappointed to hear that the clan was not strong enough to fight monsters - she could be disappointed about that later - or that feathers were only useful to make your nests soft and pretty. Unfortunately, her heart was set. She knew that StarClan cats obviously needed to have feathers for fur, but maybe they only used them in secret so other cats couldn't attack them in the sky? Then they would only have to deal with the birds. Oh, StarClan cats must be really, really smart! She would have to ask them everything if she ever met them!

The young calico turned with a happy, curious look back at Squirrelear, her eyes shining in that usual way that meant more questions were coming. She opened her mouth and suddenly... stopped. A confused look replaced her previously curious one, and she stepped closer to her uncle, sniffing him with concern. He had an odd look on his face. It was the same look most queens got right before they told her they were tired and might need a rest. Uncle Squirrelear probably needed a nap! Well, he could nap right here! The family nest was empty except for her, and the calico kit was sure her mother wouldn't mind if she took care of Squirrelear while she was gone.

"You need a nap," Lightningkit giggled, rubbing her side comfortingly against Squirrelear as she went towards his hind leg and started trying - and quite frankly failing - to push him in the direction of the nest. "You should... nrgh- You should... hngh- Okay, you know what? You are heavy, uncle Squirrelear," she mewed, her voice getting mildly higher in pitch as she stopped trying to push to complain about the warrior's weight. "That's okay though! Our nest is strong! You should take a nap there. I'll take care of you. Oh oh, maybe I can find more feathers to make the nest even softer for you!"

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@Ritsuka

Squirrelear remained silent as he watched his words toss around in Lightningkit's head and, when she opened her mouth, he tensed up. He didn't know how many questions he could take... How did Gingerheart manage? Or her siblings, for that matter? Too many questions... His head hurt. He wasn't prepared for this.

However, soon, he saw a look of concern on his niece's face, followed by a giggle and her weaving through his legs, trying, and failing, to push him somewhere. A nap? Huh? Squirrelear watched as Lightningkit struggled to push him, complainig about his heavier stature, and telling him nap in her family's nest. Would Gingerheart and her kits be fine with that? What if they walked in while he accidentally fell asleep? He didn't want to get in trouble, especially with his sister. However, Lightningkit's eagerness to "take care of him" and wanting him to nap was getting to him.

When Lightningkit brought up the idea of grabbing feathers to make the nest softer, Squirrelear perked up slightly, his tufted ears standing straight. Hm... Perhaps he could distract her with finding some and she'd eventually fall asleep? Maybe forget about having him nap? Hm...

"That sounds like a lovely idea, Lightningkit," the russet tabby started, a small smile on his face. "Do me a favor, alright? Try to find ten feathers in the nursery to use for the nest. We need to make it extra comfy for your family later, no? Think you can find that many?"

[Eaglet]

Stumpypoppy

Stumpy wagged his little bush of a tail. Prancing over with quick steps as fluffy paws were set on the dirt. He keenly set his eyes on Cowpaw. A small pink tongue peeked out from his bushy tinted muzzle, he had just did a small marathon out on the moor to give his energy a cool-down. He ruffled out his hefty fluff of fur once he heard his name. His eyes twinkled like stars as he rushed over, his tail was wagging like a dog as he looked towards Cowpaw with beady bulging eyes with black pupils. Herby herby herbs.. He raised his brows to glance at Cowpaw as the patched medicine cat tapped his shoulder. He quirked his head - seeing that he was going to work with Garlicpaw. Garlic... He remembered that garlic had a very mellow pungent spicy scent to it. If he smelled Garlicpaw.. would he smell like garlic? He's ought to test that out.

He nodded rapidly, obediently waiting as he stood still. Waiting for the apprentice to reply. Delicious... hairy... purple. Note that Stumpy. His short term memory loss wasn't the biggest thing he currently was facing against. He'd almost forgotten his own mothers name once, but that doesn't matter now. Patrols are important Stumpy! Do these dutifully and you might get a big compliment from Mil-Cowpaw. Cows are associated with milk. But Cowpaw isn't Milkpaw. Note that as well Stumpy. He puckered his lips pouting. If he were to win the most eccentric behavior contest, he would probably come in 2nd place. First if he didn't try his hardest. He glanced towards Garlicpaw, the urge to smell that wafting scent of garlic. You have to put up good impressions Stumpy!!

But good impressions aren't you Stumpy - be yourself Stumpy. Stumpy Stumpy Stumpy. Now he was getting too distracted, maybe taking a whiff of the wind has made his senses tingling with a whirling mind. He grinned, lazed in thought as he couldn't come back to his senses. Poppy.. would I smell like poppies?

@dino., @x ghostie omg im first once again

[wolfie]

WINDCLAN"S MEDICINE DEN REPLIES

『 ‒‒‒ ❮ ✕ ✖ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✖ ✕ ❯ ‒‒‒ 』

== > @spooky sky

The gentle giant smiled softly in response, his heart warming at the small hug he was given by Doekit. Cowpaw watched her movements, his gaze following the poppy seeds as they fell from the poppy flower, scattering about not too far away. "Tada?" He mused, making a wide gesture to display the wonderful seeds. "Now... we have a wonderful supply.." He stretched a paw to begin pushing the seeds into a pile.

Cowpaw paused, his gaze shifting to the herb storage and then the growing pile. "Aaa... we most likely should ..have done it in the storage.... oopsie daisy... nothing to worry now..." He mewed, shrugging his shoulders lightly. They could push it into the herb storage. "It is best to keep... them stored in a dry environment.." Cowpaw slowly rose to his paws and begun to try and drag the pile of poppy seeds to the storage.

"Come..come... help, please... just be careful.." He warned cautiously, but he had no worries Doekit would be respectful and safe.

『 ‒‒‒ ❮ ✕ ✖ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✖ ✕ ❯ ‒‒‒ 』

== > @/spooky sky

The medicine cat dipped his head in respect for Gingerheart, waving his tail in a goodbye to the Queen. He wished her the best. Stifling a yawn, Cowpaw waddled back to his nest and curled up. He hoped for rather sweet dreams and to be without sleepwalking this time about..

[perseus.]

Coyotecrash

Coyotecrash bounded over to Cowpaw, nodding along, "Okay! Come on Leafpaw!" He stood in spot and looked around for the apprentice, his deep amber eyes trying to see if he could recognize the apprentice. He was terrible with names and appearances at first.

@The Heir Apparent