[Sorry for taking forever, I thought I replied to half of these a while ago]
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AppleStream Him/He/they|Trans-male|Gay|Sweet + Insecure| @Moonraven - TwilightStar|He is currently closeted so use She/Her
AppleStream dipped his head and smiled. "I was taken by twolegs and they had a dog..." He said and smiled.
Twiightstar's ears jerked back as Applestream relayed what had happened to him. Of course, it was two legs, and a dog. "Well, I'm glad you've returned to us unharmed let's get back to camp."
Storm'Chaser padded around, this area was unfamiliar and scents of cats he had never smelt nor reconized filled his sense, he reconized where he was as the rouges area and backed out from their home. Soon enough he returned to Windclan
(This is a post where he took a walk, got lost then returned)
Twilightstar lifted her head as a familiar cat came into her line of sight. He appeared slightly confused, but unharmed. "Stormchaser," The WindClan leader called getting up and padding the distance over to him. "Where have you been?"
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Originally Posted by Epiphany
BARLEY
He stood still like a stone, unmoved and silent. Tattered ears perked at the older she cats words. Coyotesnarl was gone…then who the hell was deputy now? How many had she gone though in the moons he was gone. The Tom silently prayed the replacement wasn’t some asshole with a massive ego. But he doubted that thought…but a long shot. Probably just a cat who wants their five seconds of fame. “If I may ask, Who are the current Deputy and Medicine Cat of Windclan. I would like to know before I go calling cats by the wrong names, ya know.” He spoke, adding a faint chuckle afterwards. Making sure to keep his own thoughts out of the new addition of knowledge he had to learn.
Then the leader spoke about a Dawnstar, Shadowclans current leader. “We can trade such stories later…” Okay, wow this a lot to take in. He made a mental note to visit the leaders den after this rejoining of sorts. The lilacs cats final statement already registered in his brain. Sending a wave of joy and happiness through out his freezing pelt, his maw now holding a smile on it.
“So like an apprenticeship, only with my warrior name? Works for me, Do you assign these mentors by skill or something else?” He asked, it was a genuine question for her. Nobody would want someone who just sat around all day and ate prey they didn’t catch. The warrior aged cat took in everything. Yes, okay. He would serve as a warrior-in-training just with his full name. It wasn’t a bad deal by any means, it was probably better than this Dawnstar or what Duskstar had to offer off in Thunderclan. He would take it. So he did, in a heart beat. “I would be than happy to serve under you, regardless of any conditions you give me, full warrior or not, Twilightstar.” He spoke with full confidence, words spoken without a pause. He wanted to do this, to be a warrior.
"I've gone through a few medicine cats and deputies since Coyotesnarl." Twilightstar admitted in reply to his question, ears downward in fleeting sadness. The leader shook it off as quickly as it came. "Our current deputy is Fallownose, he's been serving as WindClan deputy for almost a full four seasons now. I trust he'll make a fitting future leader of WindClan." Of course, no cat was perfect and she'd appreciate it if Fallownose started thinking a bit harder of the consequences of certain actions when it regarded the whole of WindClan, but she was he had criticism when it came to her as well.
"Cowtuft is WindClan's medicine cat, he doesn't talk much if he doesn't have to, but is quite the sweetheart. I'm sure you learn to like both of them." Twilightstar purred, obviously adoring and approving both her younger high ranks. Now that she thought about she believes she's gone through six deputies and seven medicine cats since her leadership, and don't even get her start on how many cats she's had to say goodbye to or move on from. It made her feel way older than she actually was.
As he approved of his slight change in rank, she had to blink her head in thought about the mentor question. "I often try to put some thought into every cat's mentor, but more often than not I'm disappointed with the dedication some warriors put into training those under their care. You'd be shocked by how many reassignments I have to do. Still, I'll do my best to find you a good mentor, worst comes to worst I'll have to find you a new one." Unfortunately, Twilightstar couldn't really control how mentors treated their apprentices, she has had dedicated, loyal warriors whom she thought would never leave WindClan disappear just like that before.
"Since you've agreed to the terms, I'll give you your warrior name. From this moment forth you'll be known as Barleybite. You'll keep your warrior name so long as your mentor doesn't deem that you need to return to apprentice hood." Twilightstar meowed, with a smile. "Now, let's get back to camp and get you to settle. I'll introduce you at the next clan meeting."
[Done, you can go ahead and submit him to WindClan. If you don't like his name, feel free to submit him with a warrior name of your liking. He'll get assigned a mentor at the next meeting.]
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Originally Posted by GingerFlight
SquirrelPounce trotted into the camp the hunting had worn her out she went to the warriors den for a nap
Before the warrior could get too far, the slender, lilac-gray she-cat stepped in her path. "Squirrelpounce, I do hope that you weren't trying to sneak back into camp without speaking to me," Twilightstar growled unhappily.
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Originally Posted by Spotty
Owlglide
Every step the brown tom took forward sent a shot of burning pain up his leg. His gait was uneven since he couldn't properly bu weight on the left foreleg, but he was moving forward, he had to move forward. Just keep on walking as he had for the past two days, on and on until he would come somewhere where he could rest. Somewhere safe, somewhere home. He hadn't been in a place like that for a long time.
His mind was foggy and thoughts clouded by... something. Those Twolegs had given him something when they tried to... heal him, he guessed that had been their attempt, but whatever it was it made it hard to think and walk. It was wearing off, but very slowly, and it had taken a while before he had even managed to stand on his paws with wobbling. His senses were still weak, his body aching with tiredness and it seemed to drain him just to cling to consciousness.
A whiff of Windclan scent blew past him as he had almost subconsciously wandered into the territory of his former clan, but in the strange state he was in, it was something the brown-furred tom didn't register. He just kept walking and trudging on over the windswept moorland.
A powerful breeze ruffled long lilac-gray fur and traced over old battle scars irritably. The half-blinded she-cat who had been on the prowl for prey wrinkled her nose and parted her maw as the breeze brought something strange to her attention. The scent was foreign, it smelt slightly like a twolegs, but it was off, like something foul but not quite sickly mingled with the scent. Whatever it was it served as a cause of alarm to the WindClan leader.
So as naturally, Twilightstar set off in the direction of the scent, gliding along the moor until she spotted the brown cat walking unevenly seemingly in no direction. Even from the fox lengths away, Twilightstar could see that there was clearly something wrong with the cat. They smelt nothing of WindClan, but the injury made her second guess her more aggressive approach. So she moved forward on quick silent paws, closing the distance between her and the cat until she stood a good three tail lengths in front of him.
Up close, she recognized the green eyes the tom had. "Owlglide." She called out, paws taking two more steps forwards cautiously. He looked drained and slightly out of it. She needed the focus to return to his gaze before she started checking him over and asking questions.
Robinwatcher sighed in relief at being back in WindClan territory. He had strayed outside the clan while hunting, and a twoleg had captured him. He wondered how his clan was doing. How was Briarmoon? And his daughter, Rosepaw, was she a warrior yet? He kept an eye out for a patrol.
Twilightstar made her way towards the border of the outskirts, having not checked it today. Since she stopped taking in outsiders, there seemed to be fewer cats and fresh scents lurking there these past moons. Today, however, she found one of her lost warriors near the border wandering around the territory. "Robinwatcher." Twilightstar called for the tom's attention as she apporched him.
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Re: WindClan Nursery
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Originally Posted by Scallywagz
(I mean, its a public thread. If we wanna close it off we should move it to a priv thread.)
¨How would you feel if a giant dog came rushing in and killed your mother just because the dog was bigger and stronger than you!¨ She yelped, more tears escaping. Why does no-cat care?!
(True. I guess it's open for anyone to add their interactions. Just a bit disorienting lol)
Specklekit thought about it for a moment and sighed. Food was food. Did it matter? "Hey Cedarkit, what if we had a little ceremony to honor the rabbit's life? Like how we do when one of the elders die?" Specklekit asked, recalling the Clan meeting that had been held the last time someone had died. "Would that make you feel better?"
(True. I guess it's open for anyone to add their interactions. Just a bit disorienting lol)
Specklekit thought about it for a moment and sighed. Food was food. Did it matter? "Hey Cedarkit, what if we had a little ceremony to honor the rabbit's life? Like how we do when one of the elders die?" Specklekit asked, recalling the Clan meeting that had been held the last time someone had died. "Would that make you feel better?"
Cedarkit smiled. She adored Specklekits care to make her feel better, maybe she would return the favor. ¨Yes, im sure it would." She smiled, then thought of something. ¨And You could be Clan-leader...Specklestar..¨ She said, turning her head to Pricklesnarl. ¨Clan deputy!¨ She said, smiling at the both of them.
Redspeckle had never shown and Sheepgrowl wanted to bite Fallownose for sending her out on this rough terrain. Look, she wasn't cattywampus. She was three-legged and wasn't entirely at the height of her prime. Meant traveling in these parts all the more difficult. Fallownose wasn't an idiot, still sent her on this whole rat's chase. She wasn't one to back down though, even if she wanted to give him an ear lickin'..
Her fluffy tail lashed back and forth as she crawled across the rocks, eyes pinpointed on the large rabbit that was twitching its nose about. Idiot. Unaware of the predator that was on its cottontail. The long grass that poked through the grass did little to disguise her white pelt, but she was far enough that it wasn't aware of her. Her muzzle begun to scrunch up and when its floppy ears perked up, Sheepgrowl darted forward.
The rabbit took off a run but even the rocky terrain made it difficult. With a low growl, she slammed her paw down onto it and delivered a swift killing bite.
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After it became apparent she was going to get much luckier - it was leaf-bare afterall and this place was .. far from being prime hunting grounds, Sheepgrowl headed back.
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Cedarkit smiled. She adored Specklekits care to make her feel better, maybe she would return the favor. ¨Yes, im sure it would." She smiled, then thought of something. ¨And You could be Clan-leader...Specklestar..¨ She said, turning her head to Pricklesnarl. ¨Clan deputy!¨ She said, smiling at the both of them.
The queen tucked her tail as her ears went down, sitting up as tears weld up in her eyes
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Specklekit (now Specklestar) nodded. "Well then, to proceed-" Specklestar stopped abruptly, hearing a small sniffle. She glanced up at Pickledsnarl and became concerned once again. "Hey, what's wrong?"
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Sheepgrowl limped her way towards the prey pile, grumbling to herself about the mess of her hunting patrol. Her scowl only deepened as she saw the lack of prey in the pile. Gosh darnit. She had hoped the other patrols would've been more successful, maybe if she was an optimist she would've reasoned they just hadn't returned but, she wasn't the fastest in the bunch. Sheepgrowl sat the rabbit down and headed off to find Fallownose.
[ 0 + 1 = 1 ]
prey pile contains: 1 rabbit
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The queen tucked her tail as her ears went down, sitting up as tears weld up in her eyes
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Cedarkit looked at Picklesnarl. ¨W-whats wrong?¨ She asked, moving closer. Afraid she said something mean and nobody wanted to ever be friends with her again.
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