WindClan: Life Before 2023's Fire

[Empress Of Evil]

Caracalpaw looked up as her leader spoke again, taking a short moment to realise that he was talking to her. If this were any other day, she would’ve been curious as to know what he had to say, but not today. Today wasn’t just ‘any day’, it was a day of sorrow and for Caracalpaw, a day where she vowed to take revenge. She knew she was only a small apprentice, but once she had became a warrior, she would somehow find her way of revenge. She refused to let this slip, she was going to hold this grudge against ThunderClan until she had her revenge.
Her eyes were dark and storms crackled with lightning within them as she stared at the orange tabby, her face and thoughts all numb to the real world. Her eyes lit up with surprise and anger as he finished speaking. A new mentor? Already? Her hues flickered to the cat of which she had been apprenticed to. Her yellow eyes narrowed and her claws dug into the ground as she stared at the deputy. Deep down, she was honoured and surprised that she had been apprenticed to a deputy again, but at the same time, hatred was pushing it all down. The whole clan knew that Onyxwhisper wasn’t ‘replacing’ Shrikecall. Well, in a way, she was, but it had to be done, they didn’t want to anger StarClan after all. But Caracalpaw was blinded by her sorrow and anger. The Abyssinian believed that the whole clan was going to just suddenly forget about Shrikecall and rejoice for the new deputy. And the cause of all that, would be Onyxwhisper. It was likely that no one else thought of it like that, but that’s how Caracalpaw viewed it. She was really starting to hate her life right now and everything in it.
The she-cat knew that she would eventually get over it, but it would take some time. For now, she would just work as hard as she could and all the while, planning something to hurt ThunderClan. Something to make them regret giving her mentor such an injury. The action of just one cat would soon affect the whole clan. She refused to let anyone else stop her and it would take some serious convincing if someone were to try stop her.

Realising that it would be best to go exchange some words with her new mentor, she rose to her paws stiffly and started padding over, her gaze unfriendly. As she reached the older she-cat, she took a small moment she gaze at the deputy, thinking about what she should say. Caracalpaw wasn’t exactly in the mood for a nice chat, so she wasn’t going to start anything of the sort. Something short, but not to rude.
“Just find me when you want to start training,” Caracalpaw muttered, looking down at her paws before whipping around, not waiting for a response. The Abyssinian headed straight towards the lifeless body of Shrikecall, sending nasty glares at anyone who got in the way of her path, all the while, holding back tears that threatened to spill.

@BluBunny

[goddess of ducks]

@Myik

Peachkit knew that her ceremony was to do done soon, and by the way her mother was acting with all her constant grooming, it was probably going to be today. As Gorseflower lapped at her fur, smoothing it down, Peachkit kept her eyes facing forwards. She dipped her head slightly when the leader announced the death of the deputy. She hadn't known him, but still, it was a Clanmates none the less. At the name of the new deputy, she looked around, searching for the feline who had been chosen. Then it was time for the ceremonies. Caracalpaw got theirs. Then another Caracalpaw, then Yewpaw, then Quailpaw. And finally, it was her turn. She bounced to her paws, accidentally flicking her tail so that it hit her mother in the face. She beamed happily up at the leader as she was given her new name. No longer would she have to stay within the boundaries if the nursery, but she was to go out and train.

Peachpaw, now, beamed under her new name, she smiled happily. Best moment of her life. She glanced around, searching for her mentor, Blackice. She had met one cat before who said they were going to request being her mentor. Their name had been Larkcry. She was happy that someone had wanted her. She had been happy, until some warriors had come back dragging him limp body into camp. Larkcry had been murdered, so her mentor was up for grabs. Now she had Blackice, now only to figure out who they were....

[BluBunnie]

Originally Posted by Empress Of Evil

Caracalpaw looked up as her leader spoke again, taking a short moment to realise that he was talking to her. If this were any other day, she would’ve been curious as to know what he had to say, but not today. Today wasn’t just ‘any day’, it was a day of sorrow and for Caracalpaw, a day where she vowed to take revenge. She knew she was only a small apprentice, but once she had became a warrior, she would somehow find her way of revenge. She refused to let this slip, she was going to hold this grudge against ThunderClan until she had her revenge.
Her eyes were dark and storms crackled with lightning within them as she stared at the orange tabby, her face and thoughts all numb to the real world. Her eyes lit up with surprise and anger as he finished speaking. A new mentor? Already? Her hues flickered to the cat of which she had been apprenticed to. Her yellow eyes narrowed and her claws dug into the ground as she stared at the deputy. Deep down, she was honoured and surprised that she had been apprenticed to a deputy again, but at the same time, hatred was pushing it all down. The whole clan knew that Onyxwhisper wasn’t ‘replacing’ Shrikecall. Well, in a way, she was, but it had to be done, they didn’t want to anger StarClan after all. But Caracalpaw was blinded by her sorrow and anger. The Abyssinian believed that the whole clan was going to just suddenly forget about Shrikecall and rejoice for the new deputy. And the cause of all that, would be Onyxwhisper. It was likely that no one else thought of it like that, but that’s how Caracalpaw viewed it. She was really starting to hate her life right now and everything in it.
The she-cat knew that she would eventually get over it, but it would take some time. For now, she would just work as hard as she could and all the while, planning something to hurt ThunderClan. Something to make them regret giving her mentor such an injury. The action of just one cat would soon affect the whole clan. She refused to let anyone else stop her and it would take some serious convincing if someone were to try stop her.

Realising that it would be best to go exchange some words with her new mentor, she rose to her paws stiffly and started padding over, her gaze unfriendly. As she reached the older she-cat, she took a small moment she gaze at the deputy, thinking about what she should say. Caracalpaw wasn’t exactly in the mood for a nice chat, so she wasn’t going to start anything of the sort. Something short, but not to rude.
“Just find me when you want to start training,” Caracalpaw muttered, looking down at her paws before whipping around, not waiting for a response. The Abyssinian headed straight towards the lifeless body of Shrikecall, sending nasty glares at anyone who got in the way of her path, all the while, holding back tears that threatened to spill.

@BluBunny

The black she-cat eyes widen once more as she was given an appretince. She felt her heart race against her chest, how would Caracalpaw feel about having her as a mentor. Shrikecall was a amazing cat, she had a lot to live up to. She closed her eyes for a few moments, trying to get a hold of herself. She called out the names of the new warriors and apprentice, afterwards Onyxwhisper searched the crowd of cats for her apprentice, she could feel the unfriendly gaze from the younger cat. She frowned a bit, she could never imagine how the cat was feeling right now. She could feel the coldness coming from Abyssinian apprentice as she spoke to her, she opened her mouth to speak but Caracalpaw had already turned around and was walking towards the body of her mentor. She sighed a bit, she had to give Caracalpaw some time, this must be so overwhelming for her. Her Smokey black pelt seemed dull in the moonlight as the she-cat made her way towards the former deputies body. She pressed her nose against the cold cat, 'You were a great deputy, you will be missed. I just hope I can live up to the Clans expectations. I hope that I can help Caracalpaw through her grieving and train her to be an amazing warrior.' She thought. She turned her eyes towards the appretince, she wasn't going to have a whole conversation with her right now but she wanted to let her know that she wanted to talk to her. "I wanna talk to you tomorrow." She whispered in a sweet tone.

[wickedvirtues]

Originally Posted by Myst

"Gladly," Jackalheart said. She was tired, but she was enlightened at the young apprentice's enthusiasm. "Follow me," Jackalheart mewed with a smile, looking to see if Skypaw was following her. @CandyFlossCat I love dis character so much X3 Thanks for letting me adopt her!

(Yw! <3)

[judas]

Originally Posted by Nighty

@Myik

Peachkit knew that her ceremony was to do done soon, and by the way her mother was acting with all her constant grooming, it was probably going to be today. As Gorseflower lapped at her fur, smoothing it down, Peachkit kept her eyes facing forwards. She dipped her head slightly when the leader announced the death of the deputy. She hadn't known him, but still, it was a Clanmates none the less. At the name of the new deputy, she looked around, searching for the feline who had been chosen. Then it was time for the ceremonies. Caracalpaw got theirs. Then another Caracalpaw, then Yewpaw, then Quailpaw. And finally, it was her turn. She bounced to her paws, accidentally flicking her tail so that it hit her mother in the face. She beamed happily up at the leader as she was given her new name. No longer would she have to stay within the boundaries if the nursery, but she was to go out and train.

Peachpaw, now, beamed under her new name, she smiled happily. Best moment of her life. She glanced around, searching for her mentor, Blackice. She had met one cat before who said they were going to request being her mentor. Their name had been Larkcry. She was happy that someone had wanted her. She had been happy, until some warriors had come back dragging him limp body into camp. Larkcry had been murdered, so her mentor was up for grabs. Now she had Blackice, now only to figure out who they were....

Blackice looked up at Peachpaw, waving his tail. He walked up, trying not to look to prideful. He walked up to the apprentice, smiling as he dipped his head. Peachpaw looked like a respectful cat. "Hello Peachpaw, I am your new mentor." He mewed. Blackice turned his head, walking as he expected the cat to follow. "First, we need to establish some rules. Peachpaw, first I am your mentor, I expect you to respect me, but don't be afraid to call me out on any questions." He mewed. He pointed with his tail to the territory. "Today, we are going to head out and take you around. Don't attack any cats, because I'm going to show you the borders. Tomorrow, I will test your hunting and fighting skills. And so on," Blackice waited for the apprentice to respond.

[AbsurdJinx]

Originally Posted by Nighty

Forestpaw was glad of his company, just being there was support enough for her. Mumblenose was turning out to be like the best friend she never had. She rested her head upon his fore arm, as she was too short to lay it on his shoulder. She listened to him, saying that it was better here. No murderers no worries. "Sometimes I wish they would kill me. Words hurt worse than claws." She mumbled. She closed her eyes, just listening, taking in his words, trying to let them reassure her.

But something stuck out to her. Forestpaw blinked open her eyes and looked at him, seeing he was already gazing at her. "But the thing is, is here, if you live it's a good job kind of thing. The only way leaders pick their successors is based on their good deeds. What good deeds have I done for this Clan? Only things I've done with them was leaving them with my evil father, then coming back because I 'couldn't handle the pressure of the Syndicate'." She sighed. "I haven't done anything that would make me good enough for a leader, and I don't think I ever will."

"But then I'm the Syndicate is different." She told him, a bit of confidence in her voice. She had spent almost seven moons there, she knew it better than Windclan. "In the syndicate, there are murderers and assassins. If you don't get killed at an early age and survive training then you are considered strong. If you don't get killed and make it to guard rank, then you are considered stronger. Then the strongest becomes Co-Commander. Strength is how they consider leadership in the Syndicate. But I wasn't cut out for strength there either." She looked down at her paws. "Apparently I wasn't cut out for leadership anywhere."

Mumblenose closed his eyes, inhaling shakily before opening his eyes once more. It hurt him to hear Forestpaw state how she wished she'd be dead rather than endure bullying. If possible, he shifted closer to her, almost like he feared she would be deceased within the next moment. She was much too young to be thinking in such a way. In fact, nobody should think the way Forestpaw currently was. He wished to strip her of her pain.

``Yes, the Syndicate is different. They are much eviler than those here in WindClan. They might've even brainwashed you to turn evil if you stayed there any longer. If you didn't return to WindClan, well, think about Brindlepaw - or me, even.`` Mumblenose was certain he would not be as happy as he is now if Forestpaw had not returned to the clan. Would he still be lying, depressed, in his nest in the warriors den? Would he be slowly dying, of hunger, maybe, or even sadness? Loneliness, possibly, if he wanted to be even more pathetic?

``And about leadership -`` Mumblenose paused, his gaze wavering as he plotted his words. Finally, he recovered and continued to speak. ``Your only an apprentice, Forestpaw. You have your whole life ahead of you.`` He purred gently, lowering his head to Forestpaw's level to softly nuzzle her. ``I'm proud of you, y'know. You may not know it, but you have accomplished so much.``

[Velcro]

Snowpaw padded from the apprentice den and yawned stretching himself. His big blue eyes looked around eagerly for someone to talk to or at least see. He wanted to play and talk and train with other apprentices if he could until he got his own mentor but at the moment he was alone. The snowy tom sighed and padded over to grab a rabbit from the fresh kill pile and sat down to eat it. All the while looking for some kind of entertainment.

(Open for anyone to join meh!)

[Zero]

Originally Posted by meraki

(haha it's fine! also; shall we switch to the territory?)
Featherpaw nodded with a bright smile, her eyes glimmering. She loved helping- it made her feel like she was needed-depended on. "Thank you," she said with a smile. "Of course!" She meowed, after he said they'd head out. As she padded along side her older friend, she meowed, "So I heard from some queens that your brother has become a father! Congratulations on being an uncle- again." The apprentice said with a laugh. "I'd love to meet their kit, perhaps I'll stop by later on. I love kits; they're so full of life and never cease to amuse." Featherpaw added affectionately. "What herbs are you running lowest on? Perhaps we should look for them on the way there- just in case the twoleg herb den doesn't have them, so we can pick them on our way back?" She suggested helpfully, looking over at him each time she spoke, then back at the ground to be sure she wouldn't tread on a rock or step in a rabbits' den and twist her paw. Due to the grasses, it was rather hard to see any loose stones or holes, making trips through the grasses seem ominous, and made the walker anxious and hesitant before they set their paw down.

(Oh yes, I shall reply in the territory)

[BluBunnie]

@Empress Of Evil

Onyxwhisper took a deep breath as she looked around the Clearing, this was her first day as the deputy. She hadn't really talked to Blazingstar much, she assumed he was still grieving from his loss. Her green hues searched camp for her Abyssinian apprentice, she wanted to talk about things with Caracalpaw. She knew things must be overwhelming for the younger she-cat, she knew how that felt and wanted to help her through it. She planned on giving her plenty of time to grieve before pushing her back into training. When she couldn't find the apprentice she decided she would grab something to eat, she hadn't ate yet and she would eat and wait to see if her apprentice would show up. She didn't want to push her or annoy her too much, she could still imagine the coldness in Caracalpaws eyes during the ceremony.

[Zero]

Originally Posted by meraki

(haha it's fine! also; shall we switch to the territory?)
Featherpaw nodded with a bright smile, her eyes glimmering. She loved helping- it made her feel like she was needed-depended on. "Thank you," she said with a smile. "Of course!" She meowed, after he said they'd head out. As she padded along side her older friend, she meowed, "So I heard from some queens that your brother has become a father! Congratulations on being an uncle- again." The apprentice said with a laugh. "I'd love to meet their kit, perhaps I'll stop by later on. I love kits; they're so full of life and never cease to amuse." Featherpaw added affectionately. "What herbs are you running lowest on? Perhaps we should look for them on the way there- just in case the twoleg herb den doesn't have them, so we can pick them on our way back?" She suggested helpfully, looking over at him each time she spoke, then back at the ground to be sure she wouldn't tread on a rock or step in a rabbits' den and twist her paw. Due to the grasses, it was rather hard to see any loose stones or holes, making trips through the grasses seem ominous, and made the walker anxious and hesitant before they set their paw down.

Surgestorm walked beside Featherpaw at a normal pace even though running was usually how he liked to get around. He knew that Featherpaw liked to walk carefully through these particular hole-filled part of WindClan territory and knew that she probably wouldn't want to run in the first place. He perked up with the apprentice spoke, a proud grin brightening his features at her words. "Thanks!" He meowed, his chest puffing out slightly as if she was congratulating him on his own kits. "I'm really excited. I heard it's a tom... not that I don't like she-cat, I love Moonpaw, it's just exciting to have a nephew now," He meowed, stumbling a bit in his excitement. "And this makes Moonpaw a big sister, but technically she doesn't know yet. It's a surprise. I'll actually be bringing him around to the medicine den later to see M, since she can't exactly go to see him yet, so you could probably the little guy then.
At her next few words, he had to pause to think. "Marigold for sure, and some other herbs like thyme. Oh! I definitely need to find borage since new-leaf is here and there will be quite a few new litters soon. Cobwebs could use restocking too." He laughed a bit. "Basically, if you find a herb let me know. We could use anything we find to be honest."