WindClan: Life Before 2023's Fire

[Captain]

Originally Posted by CandyFlossCat

Walp gtg)
"Yes, i'd like that" she purred, giving him a nod.

See you laters)

Hawkfeather was delighted to hear her agreed to his suggestion, making him smile brightly at her. “It would be my honor to take a she-cat such as you out on a hunt.” He remarked and dipped his head, “I’ll let you get back to your day, thank you for your time, my dear.” He purred and strolled off to take a peaceful nap somewhere after a long hunt.

[Ainz Ooal Gown]

Originally Posted by Chameleon

Yewclaw finally snapped," Aren't you going to hunt? Or were you raised by kittypets so you can't?"

He had a rabbit that he had caught in his mouth. He tipped his head to the side, confused.

[Sage]

@laurel

Sandspeck padded cautiously through the moor, ears pricked for the faint scuffling of prey and the pawsteps of an intruder. She narrowed her eyes as she spotted a hare cautiously lapping up water from a small stream. Sandspeck took up the opportunity crouched low to the ground. She silently crept along the windy moor, checking for any changes in the way the wind was blowing. When she finally had gotten close enough, she sprang onto the hare and gave it a swift, but satisfactory, nip on the back of it's neck. Sandspeck licked her lips and sighed. This will feed many of my clanmates. Before picking her kill, she bent down to lap up some of the water from the stream. A cool sensation flooded over her body and she felt relief for some reason.

{ sorry, not very good at starter posts X/3 }

[Mango]

Originally Posted by Shadomaru

He had a rabbit that he had caught in his mouth. He tipped his head to the side, confused.

"Only one rabbit, whoopdido." He grumbled.

[Ainz Ooal Gown]

Originally Posted by Chameleon

"Only one rabbit, whoopdido." He grumbled.

Tigergrowl smiled. Was he annoying the warrior. Good. He was trying to.

[Mango]

Originally Posted by Shadomaru

Tigergrowl smiled. Was he annoying the warrior. Good. He was trying to.

He scowled,"Wipe that smile off your face, dumb warrior." He groused in annoyance," Actually. How about a contest to see who can catch more."

[Ainz Ooal Gown]

Originally Posted by Chameleon

He scowled,"Wipe that smile off your face, dumb warrior." He groused in annoyance," Actually. How about a contest to see who can catch more."

"No." Tigergrowl said. "And you wonder why nobody asks you to hunt with them."

[Mango]

Originally Posted by Shadomaru

"No." Tigergrowl said. "And you wonder why nobody asks you to hunt with them."

Yewclaw grumbled," I don't do that when they actually hunt as much as me."

[Ainz Ooal Gown]

Originally Posted by Chameleon

Yewclaw grumbled," I don't do that when they actually hunt as much as me."

"Stop lying." He grinned. He walked off, wanting to go hunt on his own.

[goddess of ducks]

Originally Posted by AbsurdJinx

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.``

Forestpaw stayed silent, letting his words of encouragement seep in. It was nice to hear that some cats would need her, some cats wanted her. Everyonce in a while it was nice to be reminded that you were not alone and that others were looking out for you as well. And that's what she felt like Mumblenose was trying to reach out and do. And if he wanted to do just that, then she would happily accept that.

"But are they? Evil comes in more than one form. Think, you were there for the a Evil Era. I know I wasn't but trust me, I've heard plenty of strikes from both spectrums. Bucknight was cunning and deceitful. No one knew what was happening until it had already happened. Then there was Blazingnight who waited patiently, plotting and then executed. Then there was my father who just stole in and took over like that. Some evils take less noticeable forms, such as harsh words, of jest urges or comments. Not everything evil is just blood thirsty killers." She gazed at him sadly, hoping he would see where she was coming from. She had seen many different ends. She had seen the end from an Evil Leader, from the end of the Syndicate, and now again from the end of Windclan. She knew what she was talking about, but something about older cats and their 'more experienced than those youn'uns' ended up with her thoughts down the drain, thinking she was crazy. She was just some lunatic that wanted attention.

"Not my whole life." She mumbled. "I still went with him. I wanted, I physically and mentally wanted to be like my father. So I went with him, while Brindle stayed here. She resisted. That's already out her ahead in a race for leadership. There's a dark spot in my life, and it will never go away." She hung her head, her own words rattling inside her. "And if I try to hide it, it'll come out one day and be all the worse for me."




@Myik

Peachpaw bounded through the entrance to the camp. This was the first time her dark blue hues had laid eyes on the land beyond the camp. Who cared if her mentor was really uptight and liked being a rule fanatic. Who cared? Especially when you had this splendor before you. It was like her thoughts were wiped away. The long garlands of grass and reed swaying softly in the breeze, the soft pink, blue and yellow hues of the sky, dotted here and there by clouds. The entire scene looked wonderful, beautiful, incompatible. It was more than she had imagined, and now that she was old enough, it was her territory too. This was her land, in all its beauty, who could ever hate a place as beautiful as this? She couldn't even find words to show her thoughts. All that was emitted was a small and soft "Whoa."