WindClan: Life Before 2023's Fire

[Mango]

Originally Posted by WitchyShade

Rabbitjump nodded. "That's good! Pretty much the same thing here, hunting a little bit, just living life!" he said, fluffing his fur slightly as a small gust of wind blew around him.
Pikerunner was holding back. Not wanting to talk.
Sorry Pikerunner. I like you, so I'm not going anywhere until I know more about you.
"You know. I'd like to know what you're really thinking. If I'm making you uncomfortable, you really can tell me." Rabbitjump told Pikerunner, amber eyes searching the light brown face for any fragment of what was under the stony mask.

He sighed,” You got me. I was thinking something, but I just...didn’t want to tell you. But...if you keep showing affection towards toms, you’ll go to the Dark Forest.” He replied,” It’s a shame...you seem nice...” he replied in a rather wistful tone.

[Madelaine]

~ @Bladeclaw ~

Jaytalon waited in the windclsn trsining moor impatiently as he waited for his new assigned as pprentice Spiritpaw. 'Where is that apprentice of mine at? I told him to be here 10 minutes ago!' thought Jaytalon. The warrior hated when anyone was late.

[gemini]

| @Dust |
The fluffy tom strolled into the nursery, with a smile on his face he looked at the kits running around and playing. He remembered his days as a kit, playing and almost training in a way that really was his start to becoming the warrior he is today. Cottonspirit stretched his legs feeling his white fur becoming caught up in a patch of moss littering the floor. His eyes shined with a bit of laziness as they typically did he looked back up at the queens and their kits as they happily played, but he was here for a certain cat. Hazleflower, he looked around for the molly that he had been meaning to visit but he had been so busy.. just sleeping in the heather and flowers that cover the moor. He could scent her, her kits, he looked to where her sweet scent was coming from upon noticing the she-cat "Hazleflower!" he happily piped looking at her. He was happy as like he usually is, but even more. He looked at the molly from the entrance and flicked his feathery tail in a greeting setting a warm gaze on her.

[gemini]

| @RedHead |
The fluffy tom opened his brown eye his fur matted and tangled from his constant turning in his sleep. He blinked both of his eyes open, the light blinding him. With a yawn he sat up, he flicked his white tail swirling up a small cloud of dust behind him, he looked back at his fluffy tail which he had turned brown from the dust that covered the clearing. He slowly stood up and began to walk over to the freshkill pile. He had been missing his friends recently, his best friend was always in the nursery for her kits he would have to stop by later. He grabbed a vole from the pile he knew they were her favorite, slowly he grabbed a small mouse for himself. He would drop off the plump rodent in good time, but now.. he needed his mouse. He took his time walking over to the patch of sun where he had been planning to eat, he was taking long steps his white paws slowly turning brown with each step as he got to his spot he began to wash his paws slowly, he wanted to take his time with this. It was calming to him, how fun.

[Blazepaw]

Originally Posted by Spooky Berry

~ @Bladeclaw ~

Jaytalon waited in the windclsn trsining moor impatiently as he waited for his new assigned as pprentice Spiritpaw. 'Where is that apprentice of mine at? I told him to be here 10 minutes ago!' thought Jaytalon. The warrior hated when anyone was late.

Spiritpaw was having a bad day. He had not eaten in a hurry to get here, and she had fallen half the way. She was mostly terrified of Jay, because of his aggrrssive reputation in the clan. At last, he caught sight of the training moor, as and Jaytalon. He rushed up to greet him with muddy fur. "Sorry I'm late" he panted. "I had a few tiny problems on the way, nothing big" smiling he sat down attentively. "I would never meet our first training session!"

[Madelaine]

Originally Posted by Bladeclaw

Spiritpaw was having a bad day. He had not eaten in a hurry to get here, and she had fallen half the way. She was mostly terrified of Jay, because of his aggrrssive reputation in the clan. At last, he caught sight of the training moor, as and Jaytalon. He rushed up to greet him with muddy fur. "Sorry I'm late" he panted. "I had a few tiny problems on the way, nothing big" smiling he sat down attentively. "I would never meet our first training session!"

Jaytalon let out a slight snort. "Just make sure you don't it again. This is your only warning." he mowed in a low growl. He was disappointed in his apprentice for being late. If it wasn't anything big he should have been here. Jaytalon looked at his apprentice. "Today we are going to start battle training." he meowed.
@Blade;

[Brilliance]

All her moons living in Windclan, Fawnfern ever thought so much would change. So much would happen. She always been skeptical about living in a clan, but her clan mates, albeit hostile, they gradually began to show her hospitality. She remembered when she was just a simple outsider, named Thea, lost her first litter, stumbled into their territory and was granted access to live here. Just because she was accepted physically, did not mean she had been accepted mentally or happily by the surroundings cats. Not to even mention did the she cat ever thought she’d have kits by one of these absurd toms. If she was being honest with herself, Weaselshade grew on her. Like a parasite. She didn’t want him at first, but it looked like he was there to stay. Now? She was absolutely more than fine with that. It was almost comical to think that she found herself liking it. Of course, whenever she thought like that, it only made her uncomfortable and fidgety, therefore she would bury it all down.

Fawnfern was happy that their kits were apprentices. Goodness, wasn’t she so proud when their names were called? She was one of those proud mothers that puffed out her chest when her kits approached the next milestone in their lives; apprenticehood. As a queen, she suffered through the sheningians of those three rowdy kits, but to think Wesealshade was going to be mentoring his son? Woo! Fawnfern felt bad for him. She purred internally at the thought. She’d love to see them train together. Currently, since her duties as a queen was obviously over, she took her time in relaxing within tall swaying grass, keeping to herself as usual. She didn’t have a lot of friends, which wasn’t something she complained often about.

@Cosmo

[Dust]

Originally Posted by Gemini

| @Dust |
The fluffy tom strolled into the nursery, with a smile on his face he looked at the kits running around and playing. He remembered his days as a kit, playing and almost training in a way that really was his start to becoming the warrior he is today. Cottonspirit stretched his legs feeling his white fur becoming caught up in a patch of moss littering the floor. His eyes shined with a bit of laziness as they typically did he looked back up at the queens and their kits as they happily played, but he was here for a certain cat. Hazleflower, he looked around for the molly that he had been meaning to visit but he had been so busy.. just sleeping in the heather and flowers that cover the moor. He could scent her, her kits, he looked to where her sweet scent was coming from upon noticing the she-cat "Hazleflower!" he happily piped looking at her. He was happy as like he usually is, but even more. He looked at the molly from the entrance and flicked his feathery tail in a greeting setting a warm gaze on her.

Hazelflower had been gently cleaning her two little bundles, a rhythmic purr singing in her chest. As much as she loved the two, the queen was dying to get up and stretch their paws, not to mention that Fallowkit and Mudkit were old enough to stay in the nest by themselves now. Though, she hadn't been needed anywhere, so the nursery is where she would stay... Ears perked at the call of her name, the familiarity of Cottonspirits voice ringing in her ears. With shining eyes, Hazelflower rose to her paws gently and moved forward with ease, rubbing her cheek affectionately against her friends cheek. It had been ages since her best friend had come to visit, though with the stress of her own kits and understandable Cotton must have been busy with life, Hazel could shrug it off. Hell, he could go missing for moons and Hazel would pick up right from where they left off! "Cottonspirit! It's been to long bud." She meowed excitedly, settling down in front of the tom. These two went way back, well back to apprenticehood at least. They could get into some real trouble together... though, Hazelflower knowingly had to settle herself down for her daughters.

[gemini]

Originally Posted by Dust

Hazelflower had been gently cleaning her two little bundles, a rhythmic purr singing in her chest. As much as she loved the two, the queen was dying to get up and stretch their paws, not to mention that Fallowkit and Mudkit were old enough to stay in the nest by themselves now. Though, she hadn't been needed anywhere, so the nursery is where she would stay... Ears perked at the call of her name, the familiarity of Cottonspirits voice ringing in her ears. With shining eyes, Hazelflower rose to her paws gently and moved forward with ease, rubbing her cheek affectionately against her friends cheek. It had been ages since her best friend had come to visit, though with the stress of her own kits and understandable Cotton must have been busy with life, Hazel could shrug it off. Hell, he could go missing for moons and Hazel would pick up right from where they left off! "Cottonspirit! It's been to long bud." She meowed excitedly, settling down in front of the tom. These two went way back, well back to apprenticehood at least. They could get into some real trouble together... though, Hazelflower knowingly had to settle herself down for her daughters.

He purred as his soft fur hit hers, he had missed Hazelflower dearly ever seince she had her kits, though he loved them dearly he wanted his friend back he sized up the molly that he had been so close with “How are the little ones?” He said kindly looking at her but itching to get past the topic of her kits. He met her gaze quite happily thinking about the times they had together in the past, being apprentices and now Hazel was a mother.. it was all happening to fast for him, his closest friend has a mate and kits, he had his eye on a Tom but they could get to him later.. “Oh well how have you been?” He then added happily he had been urning to hear her voice the sweet ring that he had always loved so dearly, and missed as well. Cotton was having a good day, his eyes shined as the Tom looked at the molly. They had always cared for each other been so very close and now they could get that back.

[The Cannibal]

Rookpatch would quietly creep his shaking form into the nursery, a small gleam of happiness in his eyes despite the trembling that raked his body. With the warm, comfy scent of the nursery filling his nose though the shaking would begin to calm before coming to just a small tremble every now and again as he settled into a nice quiet corner to watch the young kits run around, nap and do whatever it is that kits do.
Despite his constant fear and paranoia, kits somehow had a calming effect on Rookpatch. He loved to watch them and he loved to interact with them because none of them seemed to mind his stuttering, butchered speech most of the time. He wanted to have kits of his own some day however his mate Marigoldrise has been missing. He had no clue where she was, whether she was okay, or angry with him, or lost, or anything at all. It terrified him to think of the possibilities. That's part of why he was here now. He wanted to distract himself and feel happy. Being happy allowed him to believe that she was just busy with warrior duties and that's why he hasn't seen her around. Nothing more serious than that.
Carefully the calico tom would settle down, tucking his paws neatly beneath himself to focus his pale green eyes upon the rambunctious playful kits of the nursery. At least in here he could relax.