WindClan: Life Before 2023's Fire

[teddy.]

Oddear watched the little warrior with delight in his eyes, excited for some lively companionship from a clan that was almost dead, but he couldn't blame his clanmates for how much despair they suffered from.
He took his time strolling across the clearing. His long legs made for big steps, a few leaps and he was besides the smaller cat. Oddear ducked down to slip through the entrance before darting off, kicking up dust with his impressive legs. "Last one to the territory is fox dung!" He called back as he ran ahead to the moor, his chuckle echoing out behind him.

@Moon Lily

[Moon Lily]

@S-oft

"Don't bet on that! I'll beat you anyday!"

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Those words losing their worth, Littlewish panted heavily, having ran a long way since the camp. He flipped over in the tallgrass, head jolting up attentively. It appeared he looking for Oddear. Had he beat him? If course he hadn't - that guy was like a speedy gonzales! He sneezed as a butterfly decided to land on his nose, eyes following it longingly as it flew away. He flipped back down, no longer visible from side on. He huffed in irritation. Had he beaten the tom, or was he hiding? The heavy prey scent in the tall grass market most others, unless they were standing a blade of grass away from you. Which, heh, he would have noticed by now. Rolling onto his stomach, he gaze a loud moan.
"Oddear, come ouuuuut. I'm legit dead..."

[Leucos]

@Moonraven
"I straight up left....what she did was morally wrong..even though warrior code and life seem to overshadow that . " he meowed . Should he tell her?? It is kinda like what honeyleaf did....But the raid is over ...so.. "I left because she executed a cat, all because it was telling the other clan of a raid..just for peace....honeyleaf did nothing wrong...yes it may not be great for the other since it ruined the surprise of it...but...a attack just because of....I cant!" Oakpaw explained . It may have been a stupid reason...But it was enough for him. "I'm willing to change my name..I'm willing . It's just wrong..justice shall be served but...I don't wanna get killed as well. So this Will Show her. Not like I meant anything to their numbers..."

[Sweetie]

Originally Posted by Blissie Bliss

[~] Open [~]

Hickoryfeather padded out of the warriors den, getting ready to do some hunting of her own. The senior warrior sat down outside the warriors den. Staying away from the entrance so that other cats can exit. Hickoryfeather laid down, tucking her paws underneath her paws. She was going to wait for another cat to join her.

Brindlejaw had been up since dawn watching over the camp. The reoccurring fear that his camp would be invaded by coyotes again made sure that he couldn't sleep. He sat near the edge of the camp when Hickoryfeather appeared out of the warrior's den. The tortoiseshell watched as it seemed like she was looking for something or someone, waiting for them to come.
Should I check on her?
The deputy felt guilty for not being more involved in his clan and this could be the perfect opportunity. Quickly grooming his coat the tom got up and padded to the molly."Hello Hickoryfeather." Tone polite and neutral, he found out the difficult way that some cats didn't want to be bothered by him. "Is there anything I could help you with?"

[Quasar]

Originally Posted by Shimm

Thankfully the tom was in the clearing when he saw a fellow clanmate who obviously was looking for somebody. "Is there a way I can help you? Voice monotoned as he padded to Dovepelt with genuine look in his eyes to help.

Mistpaw stepped forward, "My mentor and I were looking for you, actually." She mewed. "I had an idea where- oops, sorry Dovepelt, I feel like I'm kinda taking over the conversation. You can explain it, if you want." She said, looking down at her paws.

@Snowstripe

[duckie]

Yewpaw
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"I was scared. Scared scared scared. I didn't know what to do - I could barely move. Quicksilver had to... shove me out of my own head. If he hadn't I probably would've..."

Her words trailed off and she let her paws slide out from under her until her chest hit the dirt with a thud. Yellow eyes now trained on her own paws but remained unfocused as she flexed them, claws digging into the dirt. Tears left matted tears down her face while her voice faltered. They left darkened spots on the ground.

"We haven't trained. I don't know how to defend myself. I don't feel safe anymore. Safe safe safe. Stars, I just wanna feel safe."

[ @Shimm ]

[The Shadow Flower]

Originally Posted by Moonraven

"Well, in that case, I'm calling you Tinykit." Twilightstar meowed since the kit need a new name anyway if she was joining her clan. She should be nice and just ask for the kit's name, but she hadn't bother complaining about the nickname so be it. "Living in my clan is not going to a walk through the woods, there is going to be a lot you have to learn and do. I hope you don't come to regret your decision."

Li- TinyKit would flick her ears, she had really hoped that wouldn’t stick.
welp . . . I guess I'm TinyKit now.
(sorry it's so short)

[Sweetie]

She was right, they haven't gone over and trained in fighting, the time they had slipped through his claws without him knowing. That only made him feel worse but he couldn't dwell in the past he had to focus on the present. There was a sliver of possibility that he could still save her and turn this whole thing around. "You are safe now. I'm not going to let any coyote come near you again." Which was true, the tom hadn't been able to sleep during the night anymore in fear that they would be attacked again. "Do you need to see Coyotesnarl? What will make you feel safer or better?" Oh Starclan that was the least he could do but the tom would do anything to help her.
@shortstack

[lucidense]

Wisp crept across the moor, wincing at her round belly of kits. Her home had caved in too soon to her kitting, and she feared for the safety of her kits. She breathed softly, not wanting to cause any trouble. (anyone can respond, plus I put a open roleplay for my kit roles)

[Doom]

Originally Posted by S-oft

Oddear listened with his elephant ears, nodding along quietly. One thing in life he had noted is that cats seemed to enjoy having the opportunity to talk about themselves - who was he to deny Coldsong that? His voice was pleasant to the ears anyway.

Ah, there it was! The reason for irration, the reason for danger and sadness. Oddear shuffled himself around, his flank pressing againist Coldsongs as his long feathery tail curled around the other cat; An offer of comfort. "Well if you ever became deputy, expect me to be cheering you on proudly. You sound passionate about the clan, excited by the prospects of it thriving; Great leader material," He answered him. Oddear hadn't met Brindlejaw properly, not really, but they wouldn't get along considering Odds own... religion. But Coldsong was a cat he knew - or was starting to know.

Coldsong's eyes lit up in awe at Oddear. "You really think I would make a good leader?" That was the first time anyone had ever said that to him. It made his chest swell and his pelt heat, and he didn't notice, but he was even smiling.

Catching himself in glee, Coldsong cleared his throat and stood, stepping back a little to give some space between him and Oddear. "Er...no offense, but I'm not very comfortable with cats touching me." He looked out on the ocean as he thought. "But uh...thanks." The smile was there again. Coldsong was getting more comfortable with Oddear, even if he still didn't care for how touchy-feely this tom was.

Realizing the conversation might end here, he couldn't help but feel... disappointed. "Soooo what are you like? I haven't noticed you much around camp."