WindClan: Life Before 2023's Fire

[Vessel]

Originally Posted by sunflowerseed

His heart took off and flew when she accepted, he had become unsure when she scrunched her nose at the thought of being mates with him. Anyhow she accepted! He opened his mouth to speak when the next words were released from her jaws, and his heart dropped. It landed in the feild and shattered. His ears pulled back. Leave? Leave my clan? I cant.. He thought to himself, then hus eyes met her beautiful, pleading gaze. Dont look into the kitteneyes... he told himself, but he couldnt resist letting her down. "Ill consider." He promised, it sounded real; but the promise he made was empty. Never would he leave his clan.

The tan she-cat nodded. ¨Whenever you d´cide, I´ll be ready.¨ Gidget stepped forwards and gently pressed herself against the tom, closing her eyes. ¨I know ´s a hard decision, and ah want you to be happy- I really do! But please, if you think you could bear it, please come with me.¨ She remained like that for a little while, then sighed and leaned away so she could see the Windclan tom´s face. ¨I know thatchull make the right choice.¨ Gidget licked the top of his head and looked up at the sky. ¨I´d better go find shelter. A storm migh´ be on its way.¨

With that, she trotted away up the slope and out of sight.

[Vessel]

Originally Posted by hxneysuckle

[ K. Let's do this again I guess. ]
[ @Flameleaf @Starstruck ]

Tawnystep trekked into the territory with her patrol members, glancing back at them occasionally to make sure they were keeping pace. Her tail swished back and forth, pawsteps light on the ground. The russet molly lead the patrol to the designated location and stopped once they reached it, turning around to look at her Clanmates. She flicked her bi-colored gaze between the two felines, expression showing no specific emotion. A few heartbeats passed before she spoke.
"We should split up to cover more ground. It will go quicker and we will be able to catch more prey without the risk of scaring any off. With the cold settling in, we need to be cautious of how we hunt- any mistake can send all of it running from the area, and we don't want that," Tawnystep said, "I, myself, prefer to hunt alone. If you two wish, you may hunt as a team, but do not expect me to join." Her voice was low and almost monotone, boredom settling low in her gut. Tawnystep stood still and blinked, waiting for her patrol partners to respond.

Embercry nodded, his brow furrowed. ¨Fine with me.¨ He turned to the other cat on the patrol. ¨Shall we hunt as a team? We´ll be able to get more done!¨ He flicked his tail and blinked at Hazel. Embercry preferred hunting as a team far more than solo- he wasn´t super great at hunting. Quite often he would chase the prey to another cat and block off its escape routes. The tom´s ear twitched as a fly buzzed around it. ¨If so, we should get moving. I can´t stand the heat, and it´s almost sunhigh!¨

@Flameleaf

[Tundra]

Originally Posted by Starstruck

Embercry nodded, his brow furrowed. ¨Fine with me.¨ He turned to the other cat on the patrol. ¨Shall we hunt as a team? We´ll be able to get more done!¨ He flicked his tail and blinked at Hazel. Embercry preferred hunting as a team far more than solo- he wasn´t super great at hunting. Quite often he would chase the prey to another cat and block off its escape routes. The tom´s ear twitched as a fly buzzed around it. ¨If so, we should get moving. I can´t stand the heat, and it´s almost sunhigh!¨

@Flameleaf

@hxneysuckle

Hazelstep nodded as she turned to the tom. She listened to him speak, then replied after a moment. “Yeah, lets go then.” She waved her tail in a goodbye before turning and wandering off. She didn’t really taking note of where she was going, she could just follow a scent trail back anyway. Hazelstep glanced over her shoulder to make sure Embercry was following her. She walked for a bit longer before coming to stop. “So,” she turned to face the tom. “do you prefer to chase the prey to the other cat or catch it yourself?”

[lio]

[ @Starstruck @Flameleaf ]

Tawnystep's tail lashed before she spun around and began to hunt on her own. She listened in on the other two, however, still using half of her attention to remain within the patrol in case something happened. Her nose twitched and she crouched, opening her mouth and taking a deep, slow breath. Mouse. The russet molly smirked and snuck forward. An easy catch.
Once she spotted the mouse skittering away along the ground, Tawnystep stopped. It seemed... off. Almost sickly- but it still looked good enough for the Clan, despite its scrawny form and strange behavior. Her eyes narrowed and she wriggled her haunches, bracing herself to pounce. She leaped forward and quickly nipped the mouse's spine, killing it instantly. The she-cat picked it up and buried it in a thin layer of dirt before moving off to search for more prey, still remaining close to her patrol members.

[The Cannibal]

Originally Posted by sunflowerseed

[ @Snail-paw] [ @The Cannibal ]

Frozenrifts head lifted, his leader stealing his attention from his game with a lizard. He was pawing at it, it sprinted away, then back like it had a death wish. The tom would never kill the creature, he didn't have too. Neverless He purred at the thought of going on a patrol, then his heart leaped when she assigned him patrol leader. He had never lead a patrol before! He was excited, it shone in his eyes for a moment, but he covered it as he looked at his other patrol members.

"Well then,"He cleared his throat, trying to stay serious. This was important! He would act accordingly, no matter what. He dipped his head to the others. "Let's be off then."

(I'm not sure if this was ever replied to, but I'm here now!)
@Snail-paw

As soon as she was assigned to the patrol, the sandy tabby made her way over to her clanmates. She was tired, but that was nothing new. She was overexerting herself constantly, constantly trying to prove herself to her clan because.. Well she wasn't sure. It was almost an obsession at this point and Pineneedle was doing his best to help her out with it. Starclan bless him, she didn't know what she'd do without him.

Nodding her head as the patrol leader announced they should get going, she offered a small smile. "Lead the way then, we're burning daylight here and we have to get to the Shadowclan border. Hopefully they're more focused on Riverclan than us right now, it would make our jobs that much easier." Before they would leave, she would stretch slightly, trying to work out the kinks in her already sore muscles. She needed a day of rest, but she wouldn't allow herself that. Not when there was so much work that needed to be done.

[dino.]

Originally Posted by The Cannibal

For a moment it seemed as if the two just stared at each other, Simmerpaw, though physically having to look up at Goldfeather, mentally appeared to be looking down upon him. As if he were some royal figure regarding a squire or servant, though he didn't exactly view his mentor as a servant, he didn't regard anyone like that. He wasn't that pretentious. Regardless, the silence had to be broken eventually, and even more naturally it was Simmerpaw who had done so.

Hearing his mentors response, the young tom almost seemed to narrow his eyes in a scrutinizing manner, taking in the words carefully and processing just what kind of a cat Goldfeather was. In the end he appeared satisfied enough, a small huff of what appeared to be amusement coming from him at the last statement. "And I hope you prove yourself to be a good warrior in time," he repeated, not mockingly but with contemplation. Raising a brow he'd follow with the question, "And what do I need to do to prove that? Don't tell me about willingness to die for my clan, even a kit knows that one, and that's a stupid way to prove yourself if you ask me. How is a clan meant to survive if their warriors throw their necks on the line every single battle? Self-preservation is better. Smart strategies, not just 'I'm going to die for my clan now'." Sighing, the tom rolls his eyes and shakes his head.

"And don't get me started with the 'providing for the clan' spiel either. I get it, I have to be a 'good warrior, willing to help everyone', yada yada. Give me a different answer. What does a warrior do, what makes a warrior?" His face seemed to harden now, waiting for Goldfeather's answer.

For a moment, all Goldfeather could do was gape at the young tom. Although Simmerpaw's repetition of his words was not meant to be hurtful, it still pricked at him. His tail began to lash anxiously and he forced it to be still. At the apprentice's question, he raised his eye brows in surprise. In all honesty, he'd never thought of why he did the things he did - it was always a reflex to do what other expected of him. But he figured this would not be a suitable answer for Simmerpaw, and so instead of replying, he offered a small smile. "That's a good question." He sounded a little miffed, almost impressed. "I'll think about that, and answer you when it comes to me." The coppery-gold tom sighed lightly through his nose and shifted into a more comfortable position, so his feet were splayed beneath him and he leaned slightly to the left. The more he spoke to his apprentice, the more comfortable he felt, although the feeling was also mixed with a hint of apprehension.

Goldfeather didn't want to say it was fighting, or proving oneself, for fear the young cat would get reckless and do something that would get him hurt. Then Goldfeather would be held responsible, and where would that land him? As the warrior who drove his apprentice of six young moons to his death, that's where. He flicked an ear. There was plenty time to think about that, and when he found the answer he would deliver it swiftly to Simmerpaw. And while he was at it, why not focus more on the hunting aspect of Clan life? Combat training could lead to injury, and Goldfeather was already developing a protective sort of affection to the young cat, no matter how pretentious or haughty he was. Another smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. He might as well ask Simmerpaw what he thought. "So, which aspect of Clan life interests you the most? Is it hunting, battle, or something else, perhaps?" He blinked, his eyes wide, as he awaited the tom's reply.

[Vexing]

Originally Posted by Bliss Girl

| @Veternum Puer; |
Snailblossom smiled when he asked her to be his mate. There was no way she was going to say no to him. Not after all they had been through. She let out a purr and nuzzled him again. "Of course. I would love to stick by you as your mate.", she meowed. Snailblossom gave his cheek another affectionate lick.

Emeraldbush couldn't help but smile like a giddy kit and blush at that. For some reason, the idea of Snailblossom being his official partner was one of the best things to ever happen to him. He gave her cheek a small lick as well then touched his muzzle to hers, a low purr rumbling in his throat. "I love you Snailblossom."

[Snail-paw]

Originally Posted by The Cannibal

(I'm not sure if this was ever replied to, but I'm here now!)
@Snail-paw

As soon as she was assigned to the patrol, the sandy tabby made her way over to her clanmates. She was tired, but that was nothing new. She was overexerting herself constantly, constantly trying to prove herself to her clan because.. Well she wasn't sure. It was almost an obsession at this point and Pineneedle was doing his best to help her out with it. Starclan bless him, she didn't know what she'd do without him.

Nodding her head as the patrol leader announced they should get going, she offered a small smile. "Lead the way then, we're burning daylight here and we have to get to the Shadowclan border. Hopefully they're more focused on Riverclan than us right now, it would make our jobs that much easier." Before they would leave, she would stretch slightly, trying to work out the kinks in her already sore muscles. She needed a day of rest, but she wouldn't allow herself that. Not when there was so much work that needed to be done.

Sheepfur nodded to his clanmate, noticing the she-cat looked tired. Aren’t we all? he thought. He stretched his toes, glad to get out of camp with a purpose for the first time in awhile, though he dreaded the oncoming cold. Getting up and shaking out his fur, he turned to his clan mate “gosh, I sure hope they are.” he said agreeing with her statement. He prayed to starclan they didn’t have to deal with anything on there patrol.

[Madelaine]

Originally Posted by Veternum Puer

Emeraldbush couldn't help but smile like a giddy kit and blush at that. For some reason, the idea of Snailblossom being his official partner was one of the best things to ever happen to him. He gave her cheek a small lick as well then touched his muzzle to hers, a low purr rumbling in his throat. "I love you Snailblossom."

Snailblossom smiled and nuzzled her head underneath his chin in a living way. " I love you too. ", she meowed, a purr rising in her throat. The molly looked around at every cat and let out a sigh. " You want to take a walk with me? ", Snailblossom asked.

[Vexing]

Originally Posted by Bliss Girl

Snailblossom smiled and nuzzled her head underneath his chin in a living way. " I love you too. ", she meowed, a purr rising in her throat. The molly looked around at every cat and let out a sigh. " You want to take a walk with me? ", Snailblossom asked.

Emeraldbush faked a thinking face and made a dramatic sigh before rolling away and smiling at Snailblossom, "Alright, I don't see why not." He stood up and shook out his fur, causing a bit of dust to escape it and his fur to clump up in certain places, such as around his neck. He purred and stretched out his legs before making his way to the exit of the camp, looking back to make sure Snailblossom was following him.