WindClan: Life Before 2023's Fire

[Wintersun]

Originally Posted by SpirtTheRat0w0

He joked with the other apprentice. "Your going to die of old age before I even get to be a warrior!" He giggled as he said that, he liked joking around with the other apprentices.

Fawnpaw

"Oh woe is me! I'll become and elder and die before you even learn to battle a badger!" She said, her bobbed tail flicking off the little bit of dirt it had gotten on it.

[SpirtTheRat0w0]

Originally Posted by Wintersun

Fawnpaw

"Oh woe is me! I'll become and elder and die before you even learn to battle a badger!" She said, her bobbed tail flicking off the little bit of dirt it had gotten on it.

"And you'll never see my become the deputy~" He said sarcastically in a playful voice. "On a serious note, what are your interests?" He asked curiously. Maybe this could be a new friend??

[!0P055UM!]

Originally Posted by maple.

Doepaw, sat just outside the medicine den, heard her name called a few times and perked up. A new mentor? That would be very nice. She raised her tail, perked her head up and mewed a response. "Over here!" She chirped, getting to her paws and limping over to the warrior.

Cloudyrain turned its head as it's new apprentice came over. With a pause it took in the limp. Hopefully that wouldn't bother her to bad. "Hello Doepaw, im your new mentor." It smiled softly, tilting its head and wondering if they were to touch noses. Instead of asking, he lowered his head slightly if she wanted to.

[TheNyanCatMinecart]

~ WOLFFANG OF WINDCLAN ~

Wolffang's notched ear pricked as Twilightstar spoke, calling two kits forward. He remembered Gorsekit from the last meeting - and the leader did, too, as she addressed his not showing up - and the other was Sunkit. Both kits were present, thankfully. It was good to see WindClan's numbers growing. Observing them, the large tom noticed a contrast in how they looked. Sunkit, a she-kit with pale cream fur, was purring. She looked happy and proud as she stood up tall. Gorsekit, on the other paw, seemed quite nervous, not looking anyone directly in the eye. His confidence will grow as he gets older. It could also have to do with what happened last time. Hopefully, he's learned to be more punctual. Apprentices were not supposed to miss their ceremonies. It was one of the most important parts of their lives, and not being there was a major show of carelessness and disrespect. But Gorsekit was only a kit. Wolffang wasn't going to put him through the wringer for one mishap just so long as he had learned his lesson.

"Lightpaw! Gorsepaw!" he called with the rest of the Clan when Twilightstar paused. Not as many cats cheered as he thought would, which was a bit disappointing. The names of new apprentices and warriors should be called. It was tradition. If the others won't do it, I still will, Wolffang thought, squaring his broad shoulders. WindClan's apprentices should know they were supported and accepted by the Clan. When all was silent, Wolffang listened curiously, wondering who their mentors would be. The renamed Lightpaw got Tumblebreath, and Gorsepaw got... him. Wolffang was going to be a mentor again. It was good to know that Twilightstar trusted him. Should she? His first two apprentices had gone missing, and he'd died before he could finish Leechscar's training. Those things weren't really in my control. I'll get another chance with Gorsepaw. I swear to StarClan I'll train him well and see him to warriorhood. He hoped the brown-and-white tom - who reminded him a little of Fernpaw - wouldn't go missing as so many others had.

The dappled gray tom padded over to Gorsepaw, who seemed to be looking for him. He bent down to touch noses with him, hoping his apprentice would comply, then leaned back. "I'm Wolffang, your mentor," he meowed. Did Gorsepaw know who he was? Probably not - due to how long he'd had been dead, and based on Gorsepaw's age, he would've been a young kit, too young to remember him. Wolffang certainly didn't. I suppose I should've introduced myself before going to touch noses. Shoving that thought aside, he continued, "As soon as the meeting's over, I'll take you on a tour of the territory so you'll get familiar with our borders."

Twilightstar began to speak again, so he diverted his attention to her. A prickle of disappointment ran through him as he heard of all the mentor reassignments, and he frowned. His expression was not dissimilar to the lilac-gray she-cat's. So many warriors weren't training their apprentices properly. That had always been a problem. But there's been progress. More patrols are being turned in. And now Twilightstar was calling up an apprentice, Snowypaw, to become a warrior. Wolffang nodded approvingly. Hadn't he been Deadmoon's apprentice? Was she here? He scanned the crowd eagerly for his younger half-sister, but she wasn't there. Disappointment settled like a stone in his stomach. I hope she'll come back. She went missing before, didn't she? It was difficult to remember. I hope she finds out I'm alive, safe, and happy. But Great StarClan, although I'm settling back in, how much have I missed?

It wasn't like he'd seen Bravebird around in a while, either...

Despite his conflicting thoughts, Wolffang's remaining ear angled back to hear if Gorsepaw had anything to say. He also kept his attention fixed on Twilightstar and Snowypaw, noting his large stature. He looked like he'd make a strong warrior. Deadmoon would've trained him well.

@vellichor @Alchemist Kitsune (In case you want Snowypaw to notice the nod!)

[TheNyanCatMinecart]

~ WOLFFANG OF WINDCLAN ~

When Wolffang returned, he found Fawnpaw with a decent-sized white rabbit and a vole. Interesting - voles weren't usually found in WindClan territory. But the apprentice's catch was good. It was gratifying to see a good hunter among WindClan's ranks. She'd make a good warrior, although of course he couldn't judge everything, for he hadn't seen her other skills. He set down his rabbit and nodded approvingly. "Good job," he praised. "We have a decent amount here, but we should look to catch one more piece at least. Leaf-bare is coming, so we want to get as much as we can - but not too much because our fresh-kill won't do any good if it lays uneaten on the fresh-kill pile and goes to waste." The thick-furred tom began to scrape earth over his catch, hiding it from predators. "Do the same with your fresh-kill. There's a spot not far from here that's good for mice. We'll catch one, two at most, and head back." Once he had finished what he was doing, he stepped aside and waited for Fawnpaw to finish and process his instructions. She seemed eager, which was good if kept in check.

@Wintersun

[odessa]

Dewkit softly mewed the apprentice's names, letting free the last of their jealousy. The last thing a warrior could be was envious. And from the looks of it, they really needed more of those. They watched sympathetically as 'paws were reassigned mentors. Why were some of the warriors slacking? If Dewkit were a warrior, they'd have their apprentice up when the sun rose for training every day. Their eyes narrowed slightly as they scanned the clearing again, searching for any guilty-looking warriors. However, they blinked in surprise at their actions and returned their gaze to the leader. You're too young to start accusing other warriors of laziness in hopes to take their spot! Dewkit could hear the scolding voice of their dads in their head already. They took a breath, trying to calm themselves. A slight grin grew on their face as they allowed themselves to appreciate the ceremony and be happy for the apprentices.

Dewkit was startled in surprise when Snowypaw's name was called and wondered if he was getting reassigned. They scampered to the side to let him get up and walk to the rock, wordless even though they tried to acknowledge his words with a blink. They admired the confident way he walked forward to Breezerock, and told themselves they would do that when their time came, too. Dewkit almost couldn't believe the tom was becoming a warrior, and then they realized that the giant fluffball of white was surely capable. Even from the nursery opening, they knew he was worthy of this. Dewkit wondered what his warrior name would be.

@Alchemist Kitsune

[Pine'Paw]

Heatherkit


'I can't wait for being a warrior! Only three moons left!' Thought the sweet little kitten. She couldn't wait to train with a mentor of her own, and patrol borders, maybe even Riverclan's border! Wouldn't that be grand and all? She felt so excited that she could run around the whole forest for half a moon until she was unexcited! "I bet I'm gonna be the best warrior and then papa will think I'm amazing! Papa's the best of the best!" She seemed delighted at the thoughts that constantly ran through her head, even as she slept at night.

As she lay upside down beneath the sun, a ball of moss bounced past her. Seemingly not used anymore, she caught it with her paw and flipped herself back up, rolling it around in front of the nursery. Mossball was one of her favorite games. Although no other kits never seemed free to play. She felt lonely when she thought about it.
@estelle.

[Doom]

Originally Posted by Naiad

Cobwebpaw lifted his head, slightly taken aback as he heard his name called. When was the last time someone had said his name?

A new mentor. Frankly, he hadn’t even noticed his previous one had gone missing. The apprentice supposed that said something about his previous mentor-student relations, but he didn’t feel like dissecting those issues at this precise moment. Rather, he should probably go locate this new mentor of his. The tom’s yellow eyes narrowed as he stood casting about the crowd. You know what? This mentor could come find him. He was tired of chasing cats down.

The tabby remained standing, tail twitching as he awaited Coldsong. Maybe this warrior could actually make something of Cobwebpaw, or maybe not. Sootflare had seemed promising to the young tom, and look how that panned out.

@tanuki

When Twilightstar announced the new apprentices, Coldsong gave three hearty cheers for the little ones. "LIGHTPAW! GORSEPAW!" His gruff voice carried loud and clear across the clearing, filled with pride and exuberance. He believed apprentices deserved a good cheering for -- they were the future of the Clan, after all. Even if no one else cheered, he would always cheer. Perhaps, one day...I'll deserve another apprentice. Coldsong thought to himself in a melancholic tone. His mind suddenly lit up with the memory of his first apprentice, Fireflypaw, who disappeared during the coyote raid. Coldsong still wasn't sure if he actually died that day or something else happened to him, because his body was never found. The majority of WindClan was split up that day, so...technically, anything could have happened to him. But still, Coldsong felt as if he failed as a mentor. He failed to protect his apprentice and keep an eye on him. It would probably be a long while before he proved himself worthy for another apprentice...

Then, Twilightstar's voice cut through his thoughts. "Cobwebpaw, Coldsong will be serving as your mentor."

Coldsong's head shot up. Wait, what? Did...did he hear her correctly? He only just returned to WindClan, and Twilightstar already trusted him with another apprentice? He stared at his leader in disbelief, half-expecting her to say she called the wrong name or something, but she only moved on with assigning more mentors. Was he really ready for this...?

It wasn't long before the biting wind knocked him out of his shock and sparked his memory on what he had to do next. Foxdung, I have to get up! Finally, Coldsong awkwardly unloafed himself and looked around for the one she called Cobwebpaw. Err...which one were they, again?

His eyes landed on the dark gray tabby standing awkwardly among the rest of the apprentices. That must be him. He concluded, padding over to him. He took a good look at the young tom, studying him from head to tail, before finally leaning in to touch noses. "Looks like I'm you're new mentor." He meowed, wondering what else to say. Hmm. Maybe they should get acquainted? "I'm a little hotheaded and I tend to run on a faster pace than most warriors do. Whatever training you got left, I'll be sure to get it done. Just keep up and you'll be a warrior in no time. Alright?"

Was that okay? Coldsong's whiskers twitched toward his new apprentice, watching their reaction, but he still kept an ear angled on the ongoing warrior ceremony.

[Wintersun]

Originally Posted by SpirtTheRat0w0

"And you'll never see my become the deputy~" He said sarcastically in a playful voice. "On a serious note, what are your interests?" He asked curiously. Maybe this could be a new friend??

Fawnpaw

The brown molly righted herself. "I enjoy talking to others, hunting, and the night sky!" She said simply, with a bright, big, grin. "What about yours?" she asked.

[SpirtTheRat0w0]

Originally Posted by Wintersun

Fawnpaw

The brown molly righted herself. "I enjoy talking to others, hunting, and the night sky!" She said simply, with a bright, big, grin. "What about yours?" she asked.

"Oh me? I like Playing, Pine trees and Fireflys!" He said as his leaf green eyes sparkled.