WindClan: Life Before 2023's Fire

[SuspiciousMindz]

@Duskflight @Solstice! @Cosmo

Two bittersweet, familiar voices echoed around her as the scents drifted to her nose. My family... Her blue eyes drifted blearily towards Adderheart then towards Sunsong before her head dropped downwards a little. She couldn't turn her head too quickly. The movements blurred and their voices were sorta in the background until Oriolepaw approached with a demanding voice. The pressing along her body from cobwebs application caused her fur to twitch with every touch. That brought Fawn back to reality as she stared blankly up at the young feline. Oriolepaw slowly came into focus and it took a moment for Fawn to process what was said. Was she the... the um.. oh right! Medicine cat! She seemed young. Her eyes looked towards the herbs she was offered and Fawn crinkled her nose, but nodded after a moment, leaning her head forwards to take the leaves in her mouth.

[SuspiciousMindz]

Originally Posted by jupiter

@SuspiciousMindz @Sage
(( blazing kills his son through fluff strangulation ))

Applekit met his gaze, wide unblinking forest green eyes searing into his golden ones. Head cocking back as the large Tom entered the cramped den, at first only his tail whisking behind him as he acknowledged him. ‘ ‘ right h- here ‘ ‘ he stammered, struggling to pull himself up onto his paws and breath in his scent.He’s actually here, he actually came to see me. Or- us. the small kit let a small smile break out onto his small lips and the excitement showing through on his slightly shaking legs. Just as the large Tom approaches the nest and rounded to settle down he attempted to rear up onto his hind-legs, paws pinwheeling as he reached at the long strands of fur dangling from him, sticking out his tongue and biting down gently on it with the effort. Just as Blazingstar settled down he had wrapped his paws around a strange of his fur and was then covered by his overwhelming fluffiness as he laid down, ‘ ‘ d- dad! ‘ ‘ he squeaked in distress, paws pinwheeling as he tried to fight his way out from underneath his locks of fur before tumbling right back into the open and letting out a sneeze. He gave his head a shake and turned to look at him again, the smile once again settled on his maw ‘ ‘ no, I haven’t seen her yet ‘ ‘ he said blatantly pawing at his fathers fur again, distracted completely.

[RIP Apple]
A chuckle left Blazingstar as he shifted just enough for Applekit to escape his fluffy fur. "Well don't go crawling underneath me!" he exclaimed playfully. He moved a paw to bop the little tom on the nose before quickly hiding it under the moss that made up the nest. This was an attempt to keep Applekit from chomping on his paw if the kit chose to do so. His golden hues were bright with delight. He hadn't realized the joys of raising kittens and somewhere deep down, regret for abandoning his first litter stirred. He would do better for Fawnskip's kits.

Originally Posted by Static

"Warriors are beginning to wonder what our plans with Riverclan are.I did not know if you wanted me to tell them or not." The deputy explained,seeing the kits at his leaders chest as his eyes fully adjusted."I did not know you were busy. I'm sorry for bothering you." Crowmask told him,noticing the kittens wrapped around his tail.
Crowmask was not surprised the leader never mentioned the past.He would not even be surprised if he had forgotten what he had done. That's what made Crowmask angry. Bazingstar would not even admit that what he had done was wrong. He appeared to never regret it or look back on it in shame. Yes, he agreed with the leaders ides, but he also had his own goals that were more important. He was not about to let Blazingstar know this though.

"I'm never busy enough to ignore clan matters," he spoke, making it clear where his priorities were. Blazingstar always put the clan first which was bad when he had kittens now, but nothing seemed to change. "RiverClan territory is ours now, if RiverClan is found on our territory, they are to be driven off, simple. RiverClan will remain where they are. What are they wanting to know besides that?" he inquired, wondering what didn't make sense of simple orders. They were simple, weren't they? Blazingstar found the question slightly irritating, but didn't let Crowmask see that.

[Dust]

Originally Posted by Gemini

He blushed, he could feel his face growing red under is white fur. He nodded, of course the two could take a walk. "Well, his name is Asterbounce…" He said blushing even harder as the thought of the tom raced into his mind, he took a small step forward feeling happy and embarrassed about this he was glad that his best friends wanted to hear about the tom, but he also got quite nervous in his presence. He looked back meeting her gaze and flicked his tail at the entrance "Shall we?" He added playfully.

Letting her tail brush her friend in comfort, the queen couldn't help but giggle at Cottonspirit's adorable reaction. "We shall. Here, we'll take a walk around camp." And with that, Hazelflower guided her friend alongside her as they exited the nursery, her gaze focused on the tom. "So his name is Asterbounce, eh? What's he like? Have you spoken with him before?" The queen pressed curiously. Her steps were delicate, soaking in the warmth of the sun she had missed on her fur.

[Static]

Originally Posted by SuspiciousMindz

[RIP Apple]
A chuckle left Blazingstar as he shifted just enough for Applekit to escape his fluffy fur. "Well don't go crawling underneath me!" he exclaimed playfully. He moved a paw to bop the little tom on the nose before quickly hiding it under the moss that made up the nest. This was an attempt to keep Applekit from chomping on his paw if the kit chose to do so. His golden hues were bright with delight. He hadn't realized the joys of raising kittens and somewhere deep down, regret for abandoning his first litter stirred. He would do better for Fawnskip's kits.





"I'm never busy enough to ignore clan matters," he spoke, making it clear where his priorities were. Blazingstar always put the clan first which was bad when he had kittens now, but nothing seemed to change. "RiverClan territory is ours now, if RiverClan is found on our territory, they are to be driven off, simple. RiverClan will remain where they are. What are they wanting to know besides that?" he inquired, wondering what didn't make sense of simple orders. They were simple, weren't they? Blazingstar found the question slightly irritating, but didn't let Crowmask see that.

"Many warriors think we should not let them stay in the forest.They think we should eradicate or drive them off completely." Crowmask explained. The deputy did not know what was so hard to understand. Blazingstar had been willing enough to drive Riverclan out of their territory. If they just left them, they were sure to come back to reclaim their territory. He did not know why the leader did not see that,but he decided to go along with the leaders view for now. He was after all the deputy and that was his job. If he proved to not be on the leaders side,he would surely be demoted just as Buttercupbreeze had. They however,had been weak.They had been against driving Riverclan out even though Starclan had said they needed to drive them away.
"However,if you prefer to let them stay, I'm completely fine with whatever you want. You have the most experience with these kind of decisions sense you are the leader." Crowmask added, knowing his previous comment could have angered the leader.

[Jynx]

Originally Posted by Okapi

Mistkit blinked blankly at Coonkit before blinking,” I don’t know. I was born in the clan, but my parents left the clan before I opened my eyes, for all I know I had littermates that my parents look with them, or I had stillborn littermates. All I know is that I was born in the clan and that my parents disappeared one night. A few queens told me that my parents abandoned the clan one night and were never seen from again. I didn’t want to pester them to know who my parents are and if I have littermates.” She shrugged,” I assume they look somewhat like me.”

Coonkit's eyes widened and he felt a flash of warmth through his fur. "Hey!" he meowed when she had finished talking and has lapsed into a silence. "I was born outside the Clan too!" His tail flicked back and forth and happiness radiated off him. He liked meeting cats with a similar background as he did; they were less likely to judge him for being born outside the Clan if they were as well. "I came to the Clan when I was two moons old, two moons ago! My brother came with me." He frowned a moment and looked down. "Our mother died saving us from a dog that was chasing us.

[Jynx]

Originally Posted by Lonestar23

”Play race, huh?” Morningpaw’s eyes sparkled. She remembered how much she liked racing the apprentices when she was a kit - showing them how fast she was, and thinking it was so nice for them to treat her like she was one of them, and it was one of the reasons that she would try to find a lonely-looking kit every once in awhile and play with them. After all, they deserved that much, didn’t they? ”You look like a good runner,” Morningpaw did think the younger tom looked pretty fast. WindClan kits (or at least most of them) spent a lot of time running, more so than apprentices, and every once in a while, there would be an especially fast kit who could even beat some apprentices. That hadn’t been Morningpaw, but she wouldn’t be surprised if Coonkit could beat her. She was a little out of practice in the racing department - it had been almost too long. Thank goodness for something exciting to spice up her day, otherwise she would’ve been much too bored for the remainder of it! With her blue eyes still sparkling, Morningpaw got to her paws and crouched down into a racing position. ”Okay, Coonkit. Where are we racing to?”
(ahh I hate it when that happens!! that's the worst, so sorry :c )

”You look like a good runner,” Coonkit beamed, his tail flicking happily. Thank you, Morningpaw." He wasn't WindClan born, but was thankful that he seemed to have the body similar to one who was. He had in fact joined the Clan two moons ago, when he was half the age he is now. He and his brother, Hollowkit, both had the lean body and brown and grey fur that many of the WindClan cats had; the two had blended right in once their scent had adjusted to those around them. He couldn't imagine living anywhere else. The moor was his home now. He had thought about the other clans often but was glad that's his mother's had directed the movie to WindClan. Coonkit definitely wouldn't want to live in the trees; they were much too tall, and besides, he liked being able to see the sun.
The young brown tom copied the apprentice, crouching down into his own race-ready position. He tipped his head forward towards a large rock, smoothed down and weathered by the constant wind and rain. "Let's race to that big, smooth rock over there!" Coonkit looked up at her. "You can say when to go." He offered, attempting to be polite. She was older, after all.

[IkeaMann]

Originally Posted by Silvertail000

"Um, hi, I'm fine." Silvertail said. "How about you?" She looked surprised as she looked him up and down. "You sound like you have something important to say."

The Windclan tom gave off a smile. "I'm fine thanks for asking"He'd mew. "Oh indeed I have something important to say. As you know or at least most cats know I love to brag about something random or rant about something so I have found a cat to rant or brag about something with"He paused for a moment before continuing on with his speech. "So today I caught a rabbit. Sounds normal I know, but this rabbit was a big rabbit might have been a girl with small rabbits but who knows anyway. I caught it in no time! It would have been cool if you were there to see me catch it. It was amazing. Anyways just look back there at the kill pile and feast your eyes on it. Well at least if it's still there" Jaggedspring flicked his tail towards the kill pile with a grin on his face. He was waiting to see her reaction to it.

[silvertail000]

Originally Posted by *Lazy Carrot*

The Windclan tom gave off a smile. "I'm fine thanks for asking"He'd mew. "Oh indeed I have something important to say. As you know or at least most cats know I love to brag about something random or rant about something so I have found a cat to rant or brag about something with"He paused for a moment before continuing on with his speech. "So today I caught a rabbit. Sounds normal I know, but this rabbit was a big rabbit might have been a girl with small rabbits but who knows anyway. I caught it in no time! It would have been cool if you were there to see me catch it. It was amazing. Anyways just look back there at the kill pile and feast your eyes on it. Well at least if it's still there" Jaggedspring flicked his tail towards the kill pile with a grin on his face. He was waiting to see her reaction to it.

"Um... okay. Uh, well, um." she said. "Well I'm sure the clan will be pleased."She was still looking at him in a surprised way. What a braggart!she thought to herself.

[IkeaMann]

Originally Posted by Silvertail000

"Um... okay. Uh, well, um." she said. "Well I'm sure the clan will be pleased."She was still looking at him in a surprised way. What a braggart!she thought to herself.

Jaggedspring smiled "I bet they'll be so pleased that they'll want me to hunt more often. I'll be the one everyone goes to during leaf-bear"He bragged on. "So what have you caught recently?"He'd ask so he had something else to end up bragging about.

[Brilliance]

Originally Posted by Potahtto

Dustwing shifted his weight from paw to paw, still feeling slightly awkward, though the normalcy of the more recent conversation had made him feel a bit better. Even though the other cat had called homosexuality 'weird', he was able to forget about it, or at least cool down. Perhaps he hadn't meant it that way, but whatever the other tom had meant, he was certainly straight. Was Dustwing disappointed? Maybe a little bit, but he wasn't going to admit that to himself. He could pretend that he had never had a heart-fluttering feeling towards that cat, and he could hope that pretending would make him feel better even though he knew it wouldn't. Admitting anything would make the conversation extremely awkward, so he opted to stay silent, on that topic at least. He shook the thoughts out of his head, remembering his promise to live in the present. There was no time for regret, so he decided to focus on making conversation. "I hope you know I mean that as a joke, Jerk," he laughed, a genuine smile sneaking its way onto his face. "I was joking then, too; in case you couldn't tell." He was trying to joke around, but some cats didn't get his dry sense of humor... that is, most cats didn't get him at all. That was fine, he was used to it, and had eventually accepted it as a part of him. The other cat had seemed to be joking as well, but sometimes insecurities were hidden behind jokes, many of his were. He wondered what the other tom thought of him, as he often did, and hoped he saw him in a positive light. "N-nevermind. Don't worry about it, it's cool," he responds with a smile to show that his feelings weren't hurt. Maybe the other cat didn't even care if his feelings were hurt, but he figured it he would reassure him anyway.

"Yeah, I've been living under a rock. You know personally how capturing they can be," he snickered. Again, he hoped that he wasn't offending the other cat, but so far, much of the taken-aback attitude wasn't serious. Going back to the topic of names, he genuinely didn't know the black cat's name, and he wasn't sure why it was such a big deal. Sure, if he had forgotten the med cat's name or the leader or deputy's name it would have been shocking, but this was just a normal warrior, right? He didn't know what was so special about him, and he was sure he had never talked to him before. Rolling his eyes, he heaved a heavy and audible sigh. "Of course, how would I ever forget a cat as influential and memorable such as yourself," he meowed sarcastically, giving the other cat some serious side-eye. Laughing, he shook his head. As the other cat leaned in, he quickly pulled back, deciding that was a bit too close for his heart to continue functioning. If this cat was so annoying and conceited, then why was Dustwing attracted to him? He wasn't sure, but one thing he did know was that this was a silly little crush that would go away by tomorrow. It was normal to feel this way every once in a while, and it certainly wasn't 'falling in love' like his friends joked about all the time. The tabby kept his eyebrows raised as the tom in front of him moved his tail, leaves flying in a mock-dramatic way. "You can't just tell me your name?" he groaned, annoyance once again flickering into his features. "C'mon, I gave you mine for free!" His head tilted towards his own tail, which flopped in response. He wasn't sure why he did that, but it was personally entertaining, and what else was more interesting than his own tail that he saw on a daily basis? Not the cat in front of him, nope, Dustwing wasn't interested in him one bit.

The tabby tom once again sighed, the sound was beginning to turn into his personal catchphrase. It was a very versatile breathing style, he mused. In love? Sigh. Angry? Sigh. Sad or bored or excited or... anything, really can be accentuated with a sigh. Why Dustwing was thinking about something as random as this, he wasn't sure, but it could be attributed to his all-around random personality. "W-wha!" he exclaimed, stumbling back. "D-don't.. I- ugh. I do not have a bunny nose, thank you very much," he huffed, bringing back his infamous sigh. He was blushing profusely, out of delight or embarrassment he wasn't sure. The truth was that he appreciated the comment, but he didn't want anyone to know that he liked that. He enjoyed getting cute comments like that, but he thought that it was weird that he liked basic and feminine signs of endearment. Of course, he had put himself into that spot by protesting the bunny comparisons, but he didn't exactly hate them. Dustwing suddenly sat up straighter, "Maybe my mother knew how dusty and boring my life was going to believe." He laughed, pawing at the ground, his face still hot from the last comment. "I think it was supposed to be the greyish-brown fur I have. But it's my name so what else--" His ears shot upwards and his eyes turned wide. The sudden change was almost comical. "B-but! Hey," he sighed, for what had to be at least the fifth time in this conversation. He mumbled something incomprehensible, his tail twitching ever so slightly. Just what was this other cat trying to get at? Dustwing could tell that he was being made fun of in a subtle way, but he didn't mind it as much as he thought it would. As long as they both knew it was all jokes, it was fine. "My name isn't Bunnynose," he protested, still blushing, though the heat surrounding him had long since dissipated. Rolling his eyes and smiling slightly he answered, "Oh! It has to be a bat, right? Bat--something?" He tilted his head, only slightly disappointed that he hadn't thought of that as a possible prefix for him; it wasn't a particularly outstanding or spunky name, but certainly one that didn't first come to mind in any case. "If you can call be Bunnynose, then I can call you Batty, right? You can't complain..." he laughed, finding himself enjoying the playful banter. At first the cat had annoyed him, but now 'Batty' was beginning to actually entertain him, something that was hard to do.

If Dustwing was at all annoyed or intrigued by this outspoken tom, went completely over his head. Like a bird flying on past without a care in the world. Batspiral did not associate himself in a conversation for long - specifically if it wasn't about him. The tom had a need to express himself so fully, and how his amazing attributes contributed to the thriving clan of Windclan. He solely believed that these rabbitbrains would had never made it without him. Maybe he was selfish and greedy in that matter, but honestly, Batspiral was just a tom who cared about himself, showed insensitivity, and definitely was a cat who's personality usually got spun out of control. Batspiral's whiskers would twitch, watching as Dustwing responded to him, the way the cat stuttered out of sheepishness. Batspiral wasn't even doing his best to embarrass him, but he surely was amused. Batspiral loved it when cats entertained him. As twisted as it sounded, on a boring day, he'd purposely rile up another clan mate just to start a show that he could enjoy for the heck of it. ''Why would I find a rock capturing? C'mon now, can't waste all this charm by living under ground.'' He snorted in response to his snicker. Batspiral heavily knew what sarcasm was. Whenever he'd yap on and on about himself, his sister was usually quick to shoot down his confidence with some sarcastic comeback that would annoy him. It prepared him well, that sarcastic tone that could practically be detected on any cat. It annoyed Batspiral. More than he could admit. ''Apparently you had, because you don't know my name. Which actually is truly a shame because I am probably - no - I am the best influential cat in the Windclan - the forest.'' Per usual, his head grew bigger than it needed to be, countering such words against the tom that dared speak in such a haunting tone. Batspiral might as well accuse the tom of throwing slander...he didn't know his name? What a doggone shame. Batspiral wanted to set a reputation for himself. He wanted to become the cat that wasn't entirely easy forgotten.

It was Batspiral's turn to snicker at his newfound company. To think that Batspiral wasted his time on other cats in windclan, but he seemed to hit the jackpot with this tabby! Batspiral observed Dustwing's expression, visibly noting the constant sighs, the annoyance, the sarcasm, his somewhat humor that Batspiral didn't know whether to take literal or comical. All in all, Dustwing was the perfect cat that could entertain him. All he had to do was yank this cat's tail, and it would send him into overdrive. Give the entire clan a show. Not just Batspiral himself. ''Maybe,'' The sleek black tom started, fur bristling in humor, ''You should already know my name, then you wouldn't have to earn it. I'm not cheap, buddyboy! I'm priceless.'' His tail weaved around him, playfully brushing it under his chin in a drama-queen-type-of-way. If he had been human with long hair, he would had been flipping it. He smirked soon after, only to wink when Dustwing was possibly becoming sheepish again upon the little compliment thrown his way. It was so true, though! This tom had such a cute nose that Batspiral couldn't help but compare to a bunny. He made little cooing noises to tease the tabby. Mainly trying to get under his fur, more than anything. If anything, Dustwing should had appreciated the compliment because it was saying a lot when Batspiral took the time out his day and his vanity to throw a compliment at some cat. He only threw a compliment towards another every once in a blue moon. He wasn't that generous, and rather had others bow down to him to admire his handsome features on a daily...it certainly sounded like a dream. ''Well, sorry to tell you that your mother possibly misnamed you because you should had been named for that nose of yours.'' He commented, that unfiltered mouth of his going off the radar to do and say as it pleased. He didn't even know this tom's family, yet he had probably indirectly insulted his mother by the choice of name she given him. He didn't feel any remorse for it because despite being incredibly full of himself, Batspiral was an honest, blunt tom. Others took it how they saw it.

Batspiral caught on that Dustwing didn't like the new given name. Batspiral kept a little folder in his head, specifically for his target, formally known as Dustwing, and forever will be known as Bunnynose. If only he would wiggle that nose of his...Batspiral almost cooed again out of teasing towards Dustwing. He turned his head though, showing more of his perked ears, ''Oh, I'm sorry...what...what did you say? That you are Bunnynose now?'' Batspiral smirked, turning to tilt his head towards the tom innocently, blinking bright yellow eyes. ''Ah, okay, I thought you'd agree with the new name change. It fits you.'' He commented, eyes checking his paws, nonchalantly, chuckling at him. No matter how much he protested, Batspiral stomped his paw down, like some kind of order. Whatever he says, prevailed, so if he was calling him Bunnynose, Batspiral expected the tom to answer him by that name. Good grief, how horrible was he. Batspiral had given his new self-proclaimed friend a bit of time to throw out suggestions of what his name could be. Only when he mentioned the word 'bat' did Batspiral whip his head quickly towards the other tom. ''That's my name,'' He winked once more. ''Not --something, by the way. It's Bat - '' Batspiral paused for a remote moment when Dustwing began to speak. That's where Batspiral's features had crumbled. His face was stoic, eyes and whiskers twitching as he thought over what Dustwing had said. Batty? You know, Batspiral gave names out for annoyance, but also because he felt that it was cool that every cat had a nickname to answer to, but to hear some other give him one? Batspiral was such a hypocrit, almost starting to wild out, definitely not named in vain from the suffix of his name. ''Batty?!'' His voice heightened, certainly not finding that name entertaining at all. He wanted to chew the tom out for laughing like it was so funny. ''Uh-uh, not happening, Bunnynose.'' He threw back, secretly loving the back and forth banter himself. Arguing was something he thrived off of, more than he'd admit. ''I can call you a different name, but you can't call me one. You got that?'' He asked, more like demanded.