WindClan: Life Before 2023's Fire

[dionysus]

Originally Posted by Ivy

Soaringcrane smiled and nuzzled her head. "Id be honored to see how my awesome skills have paid off on you, my flower." He purred as he used his tail to tickle her own nose. Winking he said, "Payback for the times before." Smirking, he bounded out into the windy moor. His fur blowing as he jumped through the entrance, thrilled at the thought of hunting with her as mates.

Crestfeather nuzzled Soaringcrane back and snorted at his compliment of himself. The molly batted his tail away with a smile and stuck her tongue out at him as he bounded away. Crestfeather shook her head in amusement and set out after him. The feeling of the moor beneath her paws gave her strength. It seemed as though the soft ground was a springboard, launching her forward. Breathing in deeply, Crestfeather pushed herself faster, but not to beat Soaringcrane. She didn't push hard enough for that, just enough to enjoy herself and the feeling of the wind in her fur.

[doghouse]

Originally Posted by NightWarrior4Life

"I'd hate it to end that way...but I guess we're getting more mature and older now...we need to lighten up a little...have fun days and be like an apprentice again...free with no worries or cares...alright, after me..." Shineflower poked her head out of the bushes. "Okay, come out..." and then they were off...running along the borders, sliding down hills and the mud squelching between their silver paws. It was just like it used to be.

The alabaster and gray calico nodded slowly, even though she knew that she and Shineflower were busting kidding themselves. Nothing would ever be the same, and that would never really happen. Phantom's thoughts and pains would always plague her, and she would never forget long enough to have things go back to how they'd once been. She stepped out behind her friend, and took off, following close on her friend's heels, pressing forwards with her head down and claws unsheathed, gripping the earth to keep herself from slipping in the mud. She enjoyed then run, and outwardly, she looked fine. But inwardly, her mind was in turmoil. By coming here, she was putting everything on the line, her life included, if she was accused of spying for WindClan by the Syndicate cats, but she didn't say anything.
@NightWarrior4Life

[Role]

Originally Posted by Beam

Echokit's ears flattened back on his skull. "Does that happen...often?" He asked, notes of concern glazing his voice. If something was wrong, he really didn't knows what to do. He could march her over to the medicine den, but he would just sit there with his heart in his throat and see if she would be okay

Willowkit shrugged. "My eye was acting up this morning, so I guess it's normal," she replied, a small note of anxiety in her voice. Shaking her head, she faced Echokit. "I'm fine though I swear! Im going to be the best fighter in WindClan and this stupid eye isn't going to stop me," Willowkit declared. Though her voice shook and slowly crumbled. Could I really be a warrior? Willowkit cleared her throat and stood up straight. "Anyway, I'm going to the fresh-kill pile! See you guys later," she announced. Bounding off, she eventually reached the fresh-kill pile. Heaving a sigh, Willowkit picked her way through the pile. She picked herself a small rabbit, as she wasn't too hungry. Sitting down, Willowkit felt as if she had no appitite. Willowkit sat the rabbit back down in the fresh-kill pile and heaved another sigh.

[cute skeleton]

Originally Posted by Chameleon

Lionkit paused,"Oh. Forgive me if this word I've heard is inappropriate, but I've heard it around the nursery some and was wondering what it meant. The word I was curious about is 'kittypet' " he meowed nervously

"its not, and its what we call cats who live with twolegs" she answered wondering if flightkit heard her and was going to answer

[Ivy]

Originally Posted by Beau

Crestfeather nuzzled Soaringcrane back and snorted at his compliment of himself. The molly batted his tail away with a smile and stuck her tongue out at him as he bounded away. Crestfeather shook her head in amusement and set out after him. The feeling of the moor beneath her paws gave her strength. It seemed as though the soft ground was a springboard, launching her forward. Breathing in deeply, Crestfeather pushed herself faster, but not to beat Soaringcrane. She didn't push hard enough for that, just enough to enjoy herself and the feeling of the wind in her fur.

Soaringcrane let out a loud "whoop" of joy as he sprinted across the moor, the waves of rye and heather brushing against his fur as he raced past. He looked back behind him to see Crestfeather enjoying herself. Looking
little guilty, he slowed down so that she could catch up with him. "Sorry..."
He said sheepishly. "about me ordering you to hunt. I-I just really would love to spend some time with you, Crestie." The tom looked down shyly as they ran. There were a few moments of awkward silence. (got writer's block; ;-; )

[dionysus]

Originally Posted by Ivy

Soaringcrane let out a loud "whoop" of joy as he sprinted across the moor, the waves of rye and heather brushing against his fur as he raced past. He looked back behind him to see Crestfeather enjoying herself. Looking
little guilty, he slowed down so that she could catch up with him. "Sorry..."
He said sheepishly. "about me ordering you to hunt. I-I just really would love to spend some time with you, Crestie." The tom looked down shyly as they ran. There were a few moments of awkward silence. (got writer's block; ;-; )

(I hope you regain your creative juicesXD)

Crestfeather didn't blink at Soaringcrane's joyous exclamation. She simply smiled and ran on, making similar noises within her heart. She closed her eyes a bit, enough to revel in the feeling of the moor but still retain the ability to see. When she noticed Soaringcrane slowing down, the molly opened her eyes all the way and turned them inquisitively on her mate. His sheepish apology melted away the last of her irritation and she laughed, "It's alright, Soar," she puffed between breaths, "just don't let it happen again." With a mischievous wink, Crestfeather dashed ahead, taking the lead in a race they weren't technically having.

[Mango]

Originally Posted by River of roses

"its not, and its what we call cats who live with twolegs" she answered wondering if flightkit heard her and was going to answer

Lionkit didn't understand,"what's a twoleg?"

[Ivy]

Originally Posted by Beau

(I hope you regain your creative juicesXD)

Crestfeather didn't blink at Soaringcrane's joyous exclamation. She simply smiled and ran on, making similar noises within her heart. She closed her eyes a bit, enough to revel in the feeling of the moor but still retain the ability to see. When she noticed Soaringcrane slowing down, the molly opened her eyes all the way and turned them inquisitively on her mate. His sheepish apology melted away the last of her irritation and she laughed, "It's alright, Soar," she puffed between breaths, "just don't let it happen again." With a mischievous wink, Crestfeather dashed ahead, taking the lead in a race they weren't technically having.

(Aw thanks!)
He smiled and licked her cheek, letting his tail tangle with her's. Soaringcrane smirked cockily as she ran through the field, leaving him in the dust. He took off after her. As he caught up to her, he laughed. "Don't scare all the prey away!" As their paws thudded against the sandy ground, Soaringcrane stole a glance at his mate and suddenly, time just seemed to slow. The wind in her fur made it look like she had wings, her eyes were full of energy and excitement.
He sped ahead a little before tripping over a root, going muzzle first into the sand as he tumbled over, letting out little grunts of surprise and pain before landing on his stomach.

[dionysus]

Originally Posted by Ivy

(Aw thanks!)
He smiled and licked her cheek, letting his tail tangle with her's. Soaringcrane smirked cockily as she ran through the field, leaving him in the dust. He took off after her. As he caught up to her, he laughed. "Don't scare all the prey away!" As their paws thudded against the sandy ground, Soaringcrane stole a glance at his mate and suddenly, time just seemed to slow. The wind in her fur made it look like she had wings, her eyes were full of energy and excitement.
He sped ahead a little before tripping over a root, going muzzle first into the sand as he tumbled over, letting out little grunts of surprise and pain before landing on his stomach.

(You're welcome <3)
Crestfeather looked back to see him gaining, and then suddenly he was next to her. She smiled but didn't reply to his words, focusing on her pounding paws and pumping legs. The warrior was facing forward, and therefore didn't see her mate staring at her, but she did see the root up ahead. As Soaringcrane sped up, she prepared to call out to him, but it was too late. Tan paws and fur were flying in a tangle through the air as Soaringcrane tripped and tumbled on the ground. Crestfeather skidded to a halt beside him with a gasp. She was panting heavily, but she still had to bite her tongue to keep from laughing. Unfortunately, it didn't work and laughter was soon pouring out of her muzzle. Poor Soaringcrane was splayed out on his stomach with sand coating his fur and forming a cloud in the air. Crestfeather used her tail to dust some of the sand from his fur. "Are you alright?" She asked in a tone that made it clear how funny she found this.

[Charmer]

@Flameleaf

"Gotcha!" Thistlepaw meowed as he pounced in Skypaw's direction with sheathed claws. It felt good to be out here practicing battle moves. His mentor Ambercloud was still healing in the medicine den after her adder bite, and Thistlepaw had felt useless just sitting around camp not doing any warrior training. Not that this really counted as training. There was no mentor close by after all. But either way, it was a welcome distraction from his constant worries.