WindClan: Life Before 2023's Fire

[Fuzzy]

Originally Posted by BILL.

Maybe it'd be better if he left, Darkbelly mused as he tucked his paws beneath his body. He certainly wasn't doing much good for WindClan by siding against his leader, killing a cat.. and now he was ostracized like the others. He understood that well for his treachery, but it did little to make him feel better. At least he had Flickeringpaw for companionship, but would that last once his apprentice became a warrior?

The sound of Buttercupbreeze's voice made him jump, fur spiking as he straightened out his posture before he glanced at the deputy. It was hard, not looking guilty in her presence-- as far as he was concerned, he was hardly worth her time. A disgrace to WindClan.

For a moment he struggled to find his voice, ears flattened back as he glanced over at the mouse. "I'm not very hungry," he confessed. "But you can have it if you'd like."
@Fuzzyfeline

When he jumped Buttercup herself was startled and stepped back a bit. Yet realizing just a simple jester had scared him enough to spike his fur. The look a guilt in his eyes made her want to recoil from him and just leave. Darkbelly confused her more then she could exclaim. His way of acting just puzzled the creamy feline. He killed Aspenflight yet wasn't exiled, he appeared frightened and guilty around her as if she'd done something to him. Or that's how she felt. She had never had a cat that acted afraid of her, well aside from Quiverkit but she had a reason. Even if it was laughable now.

At his offer she shook her head. She wasn't hungry, her appetite hadn't been to good recently. "No I'm fine." Buttercupbreeze meowed not wanting to really look at him. You came over here you can't just leave! The molly scolded herself.
Taking a breath Buttercup forced herself to look at the tom, she had to know. "Why did you kill my brother?" She blurted out emotion thick in her voice. " Was it something he did? Something I did? Was it to get back for something done to you? ...Why? " The bushy tailed feline asked almost pleading him. Eyes stuck with a mixture of sorrow and an unreadable gleam, she just looked at him. This was pathetic, but she had to know. Why? Was all she wanted to know. Lowering her head to look at her paw she just felt exposed, awkward and pathetic. Asking her brothers killed why he did it. How low would she go?

[BEAR.]

And there it was.

Darkbelly had been dreading that question since that day, and he rubbed his paws against the loose soil uneasily. "I didn't mean to."

Looking back, it was an unfortunate accident that took place in the midst of the battle. "We were wrestling, and when I flipped us my paw slipped on our blood. It hit him in the throat." His unsheathed claws had sunk into his neck, causing irreparable damage within a heartbeat.

He curled into himself, body tensing as a cold shiver flooded over him. He could feel the tears welling in his eyes, the unwavering guilt that consumed him. There was no hiding how his voice trembled, on the edge of tears despite how he tried to keep himself composed enough to speak. "I'm so sorry."

@Fuzzyfeline

[Fuzzy]

Originally Posted by Arie

The blue eyed tom nuzzled Silentwhisper right back. It was comfortable, this walking across the moor. He had learned to 'see' more with his whiskers sensing what was directly in front of him, his ears picking up on any sound from the openness of the moor. He couldn't imagine how the cats blind cats in the forest or even at the river would be able to hear anything. They had so many distractions. Here it was just the breeze catching in the grass, the thumping of hares and the fast paw steps of hunting clanmates. Even his nose had improved, it was his greatest strength lately along with his paws and just feeling where things were.

He tracked a route, a slow route that he remembered from his time as an apprentice with Silent and their mentors. The two, Silent and him, had gone on walks even back then. This route he remembered and he walked on, remembering the memories from the times back then. It hurt to think that he would never really see and look at Silentwhisper again, at his best friend. Yet the time that they had had together as apprentices were memories for a life time... It did indeed feel like lifetimes ago that they both were happy and satisfied with their life. Wanting to be nothing else but the best warriors - like every single other apprentice. They had no talk about a future and then it was gone... and given back.

Tracking along the route, his long fur brushing against Silent's - always knowing that she would be close was a comfort - and the tom grew more and more confident in his steps. He wanted to run... He really did but was a bit afraid that his frail muscles would collapse underneath him or he would slip or fall into something but he couldn't contain his excitement, his paws shifting underneath him and he paused shortly to tap Silent on the shoulder. He had gotten used to using movements to communicate with her and he had learned how to read hers. Yet his tap on the shoulder was mostly used as a sign to stop instead of just stopping himself. "Silent... I don't know if I can run but... I feel like it. I haven't had the chance to run in seasons. Is the path safe or do you wanna check?"

Silentwhisper was enjoying this. Just walking through paths in the mood it was lovely. Being able to be out with Eaglesoul made it that much more enjoyable. Pelt pressed against the larger warriors the powdery grey and white molly started to drift into thought. What if this moment could last forever? Just them on a peaceful moor soaking up the new leaf sun.
Their lives had been challenged from the beginning, Eagle destined to a life of no sight and her, born a runt, sicky with no voice to call hers from day one. They had grown so strong. Sticking to each other through thick and thin. Silent was no longer a sickly little cat who despite her eager attitude was never as healthy as her sisters. Yet she strived to be strong, to be a warrior to over come her weaknesses and losses. Life was hard but you could still approach it with a good attitude and nothing's ever to hard for a little fun.

Living a life as a warrior would be hard for both Eagle and herself. Yeah it'd be easy if they just ran away and relied on Twolegs to take care of them or retire and be come elders early. Easy wasn't what they were going to do though. We've come so far. Farther then anyone thought we could. The molly mused blue eyes scanning the area as they walked. With a smile she glanced over at the tabby a smile placed upon her muzzle. At the sudden tap and pause the warrior stoped in her tracked a picked look reflecting in her face.
Run? She echoed in silence she hadn't expected that. Was he sure. If course he was. Letting out a puff of air she brushed her tail across his chest and shoulders indicating him to wait. It was a silly sigh that honesty was only used in him but she was sure he knew what it ment. Galloping off she checked the area a head moving any sticks or stones that could trip him. It's be horrible if Eaglesoul fell or got hurt she he just wanted to run.

Racing back enjoying the wind in her fur Silentwhiaper was glad the dark brown tabby has decided to go for a run. Just like we used too If course it's be slower then she was used to as her speed was one of her best qualities.
Stopping in front of Eagle Silent brushes her cheek across his. It wasn't a jester to anything she just wanted to do it. Pressing her nose in his shoulder she nodded letting him know the path was clear. Their language was weird and unusual but it was fear to the wiry warrior. Plus it have her an excuse to get closer to him, even if she didn't need one.

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[Fuzzy]

Originally Posted by Pluto

( ^^ also sorry if this is too short )
her ears twitched at that and rage returned ever so slowly you could see it in her eyes just a tad bit before it vanished pushover!?! How!? . She did however huff "well then they have bees in their brains! Don't they know that fighting tends to lead to war between clans sometimes? I would atleast like to have a seasons worth of peace! " she meowed her tone filled with frustration at hearing that. Her tail twitched " i agree with that ....sometimes it's like talking to a bunch of kits in adult bodies ..." she somewhat complained with a yawn. She was growing restless now, her bones were aching to get back outside for some reason even her claws felt the need to be unsheathed i guess hunting wouldn't hurt! her eyes shined at that "hey I'm gonna go and hunt. Wanna come along ? It's a bit too crowded in here...." she meowed with a small smile .

Oh she likes this molly. The emotions that came and went in a second where interesting. She could tell that her comment about being a pushover hit a nerve. I'm starting to think I might be wrong about this one She mused quite enjoying this. "Ah if you say so. Some fights are necessary as long as no one dies. But no use on thinking on that now huh?" Mormingpaw meowed whiskers twitching. They had different opinions on war and fighting it seemed. Probably because she'd been raised in a split family that ended up with everyone killing each other. Or more accurate her father killing her mother and attempting to kill her. He failed, to wounded after the struggle though Morning bore a scar from that day. A ripped ear and a cut in the side of her neck, hidden by shadows currently. If it had been any longer it would have killed her. "Adults are kits, I've no met one who's smarter than a fly." The splotchy molly huffed tail flicking. That was a lie, her mother was intelligent just blinded by love.
At Fallow's question her ears twitched blue eyes resting on the brown apprentice. Hunt? Odd request but she didn't mind. It sounded enjoyable enough plus the smaller apprentice was fun to mess with. "Why not, " She shrugged letting her tail lash over the ground. A outing would be good for her.

[Fuzzy]

Originally Posted by Zero to Hero

Quiverkit waited nervously after her question, her teeth quietly chattering due to her nervous habit. Amber eyes watched as the emotions erupted across Buttercupbreeze's facial features. She couldn't help that her own eyes welled up with tears at the positive answer, but she still felt the need to explain herself even though the warrior hadn't asked. "I know my family is still out there, but I like it here and I don't want to leave..." She admitted, showing the unsureness of her status in the clan. Sure, she had been given a clan name, but if she remembered correctly - she was staying here until she was strong enough to go back to her family or at least that was how she saw it. "I wanna be here with you instead..." She mewled. "If that's alright with you...?" The kitten assumed yes because of the previous answer, just still wanted to be sure. "I promise I'll make you proud," She meowed after a few seconds of silence, her nervousness beginning to shake off and determination hardening her gaze. "And I won't let you down." The expression looked weird on a cat so young and frail... and yet kind of admirable.

Buttercup was surprised by the question. Yet again finding herself shocked by the little kit. From the previous question she'd expected Quiverkit to know she was fully accepted into the Clan. Yet she hadn't. Did she not express it enough?
Though with the complete confirmation that the tabby wanted to stay here in Wind Clan made her heart swell. Maybe she was selfish. Her biological family was bound to miss her. That didn't bother her anymore, she was just over joyed that Quiv had decided she wanted to stay. "No one is ever going to make you leave. This is your home as long as you want it to be." The molly cooed giving a smile. She was done hiding her emotions around the kit. At least the ones that were acceptable to show. Buttercupbreeze couldn't explain it anymore so she just had to. Catching her last two phrases she was taken aback. Make her proud? Not let her down? She never thought she'd hear that from her, but it made her happy. Even if she didn't need her to made her proud she was glade the kit felt that way. She already showed good traits for a cat and warrior. "I have no doubt that you will" There wasn't much that Quiverkit could do to not make her proud. She just needed to be herself.

[Leucos]

Originally Posted by Fuzzyfeline

Oh she likes this molly. The emotions that came and went in a second where interesting. She could tell that her comment about being a pushover hit a nerve. I'm starting to think I might be wrong about this one She mused quite enjoying this. "Ah if you say so. Some fights are necessary as long as no one dies. But no use on thinking on that now huh?" Mormingpaw meowed whiskers twitching. They had different opinions on war and fighting it seemed. Probably because she'd been raised in a split family that ended up with everyone killing each other. Or more accurate her father killing her mother and attempting to kill her. He failed, to wounded after the struggle though Morning bore a scar from that day. A ripped ear and a cut in the side of her neck, hidden by shadows currently. If it had been any longer it would have killed her. "Adults are kits, I've no met one who's smarter than a fly." The splotchy molly huffed tail flicking. That was a lie, her mother was intelligent just blinded by love.
At Fallow's question her ears twitched blue eyes resting on the brown apprentice. Hunt? Odd request but she didn't mind. It sounded enjoyable enough plus the smaller apprentice was fun to mess with. "Why not, " She shrugged letting her tail lash over the ground. A outing would be good for her.

as Fallowpaw was heading into the territory her pelt rippled a tiny bit "most adults yes.....there are smart ones....my mother Hazelflower is smart . And the medicne cats! They have a lot of herb knowledge . But on Average , definetly ." she felt the need to defend the ones she knew , she didn't know the current medicine cat though but she bet beepaw had a lot of intelligence already . Her ears twitched as she heard a few birds chirp as they flew off into the distance , her orbs following them as she spoke "also have you heard?
Skyclans moved in with riverclan! How about that for mousebrained? It'll never work. There can't be two of each High rank..... it's never been done before " she meowed with a swish of her tail as she looked back at Morningpaw a little bit more conversation wouldn't hurt would it? She had to be honest she was starting to like this cat even though morning looking kinda like her sister throws her off the rails a bit. Her tail twitched as she looked around a bit once more "also wanna hunt separately and meet back up here , or together? " she asked with a tilt of her head ,she was secretly hoping that they could hunt together but she'd have to wait and see.

[Fuzzy]

She hadn't even thought. It never once crossed her mind. Not once.
How Darkbelly felt.
The molly didn't even notice the unique pelted tom's movements but his voice made her throat swell. Buttercupbreeze just listened eyeing the dirt beneath her paws. Why did she have to ask? Why couldn't she, no. It wasn't an option she knew that. It would have eaten her from the inside out. The toms words rang in harvests like a crowd call. He didn't mean too, he slipped. It was an accident! One she should have accepted from the beginning. But she hadn't, she couldn't.
Her eyes burned from tears, tears that she wouldn't let fall. His trembling voice made her risk a glance at him but she couldn't stand it. Your such a mouse brain, making your problems his by asking such a stupid question.
Sitting down no !let them a few mouse tails way from him she was silent. Buttercup felt like her throat was being pressed against she couldn't even shoal a few words out and if she could. What would she say. 'oh I shouldn't have asked ', 'don't worry accidents happen '? No none of those were what she was thinking. Unable to look out of fear of braking down. She laid her tail over his back, head hung down.

@BILL.

[|+sari+|]

Originally Posted by Rosemew

Boulderstrike had just waken up, the large tom letting out a loud yawn. The grey feline made his way out of the warriors den slowly, flicking his ear. He stretched out his legs, scrunching his muzzle for a moment. He perked once hearing a greeting, gaze travelling down. There he saw his friend, Peachrunner.

A loud purr came from his throat, a relaxed grin on his maw. "Hello, Peachrunner! I'm doing quite good." He started, eyes half lidded in a somewhat tired way. "You?"

Peachrunner smiled and twitched his ears. "That's good to hear," he meowed, then said, "I'm doing okay." he yawned and stretched out his front legs, you could see each individual toe and claw. Settling back, he yawned sleepily. At least he wasn't the only one. "What's your best skill? Mine would have to be either running or hunting."

((Aaaaah, sorry it's so terrible and short! I have writer's block on this one :0 ))

[Jesse]

(private with verm)

A steady afternoon wind had come and gone, blowing the clouds away with it to uncover the vibrant blue sky that had been hidden beneath. Now only a gentle, fleeting breeze licked the heather fronds and rolling moors of tall, dewy grass. All was still.

It was beautiful, but Itchy enjoyed the beauty of nature in other.. stranger ways. Namely harassing the native animals. He had found something strange.. and green.. and loud.. It's endless croaking had kept him awake all night and he was determined to investigate the source. Now he crouched only a few lengths away from one. Loud, annoying thing. Little thing. Won't stop making awful noise. Shut up, little thing! , he thought to himself, disgruntled. Won't stop. So will make it! The klutzy tom stumbled forward ungracefully, swatting desperately at it. Of course, it was faster than he was and swiftly avoided his lame attack, diving off of the rock it was perched on and into the stream, never to be seen again. Escaped! Unable to stop himself, he tripped over himself and tumbled headfirst into the water, landing splayed out in a tangled mess.

Dazed and now dripping wet, Itchy shambled pathetically out of the stream and back onto dry land. Another day, maybe. He plopped down and gave a defeated sigh, then bent down to chew nervously on his paw. This place was so big and.. strange. Not bad.. Just strange.. He wondered just how long it would last.

[Madelaine]

~ @Teza(Cloudykit) | @CloverFlame(Bravekit) | me(Spottedkit) ~

Shimmerdawn laid in her nest with three healthy newborn kits at her belly. This was the moment she had been waiting for for quite some time now and was actually quite excited that all of her kits are fine. The new mother gave her kits a small lick. "Your name will be Cloudykit and yours will be Bravekit. Finally my son your name will be Spottedkit.", she meowed, pointing her tail at each kit as she named them.

Spottedkit let out a mew to get his mothers attention and let out a purr as she licked his head. The newborn kitten settled beside his sisters as he ate, pushing himself between them. Spottedkit finished and rested his head on Cloudykit's back.