WindClan: Life Before 2023's Fire

[Vixenstar]

[ @.Bread. ]

Just as Snailpaw was about to land on Stormstrike, she kicked up and sent Snailpaw a tail-length into the air. "Exposing your belly gives your enemy a false sense of security, so they think they can get an easy hit on you when you're really preparing a move," Stormstrike explained.

[Bread]

Originally Posted by Squirreldash

[ @.Bread. ]

Just as Snailpaw was about to land on Stormstrike, she kicked up and sent Snailpaw a tail-length into the air. "Exposing your belly gives your enemy a false sense of security, so they think they can get an easy hit on you when you're really preparing a move," Stormstrike explained.

Snailpaw shook her head a bunch as she got up from the floor. "Wow, that's really cool!" the young apprentice exclaimed, "But what would happen if the enemy were to get your stomach before you thought out a move?" Snailpaw doubted that happened too often, but she was just curious to see what to do just in case something like that were to happen.

[MEAT ANGELS]

@Puddle~

Hivekit sniffled, loudly, and curled herself into the bend of the toms tail. "mno. gud yew. publ gub fren twu momma." Her words were still horrible, but shaming herself could wait. Right about now, all the small kitten needed was a friend.
A tear rolling down her cheek, Hivekit nestled into Puddlepaw's fur, grateful for the tom. He made her feel wanted, in a way that no one else had for a while. Her siblings were still caught in their own webs of grief, and didn't have time for a mistake like her. They were perfect kittens, after all, and perfect kittens deserved perfect lives.

Well, at least Hivekit had perfect friends.

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@Rani

Crescentmoon toppled into the nursery, large belly swinging. She wasn't exactly fat, but... being skinny wasn't something pregnant mollies good do.
What a waste.

Sighing, she made her way farther into the nursery, spotting a small kitten curled into a nest, all by itself. Was this.. normal? It's whole body seemed to be shaking with some kind of illness, and Crescentmoon was unsure of what to do.
"Hey, uh..kit? Are you okay?"

[Rani]

Originally Posted by Fallen One

Crescentmoon toppled into the nursery, large belly swinging. She wasn't exactly fat, but... being skinny wasn't something pregnant mollies good do.
What a waste.

Sighing, she made her way farther into the nursery, spotting a small kitten curled into a nest, all by itself. Was this.. normal? It's whole body seemed to be shaking with some kind of illness, and Crescentmoon was unsure of what to do.
"Hey, uh..kit? Are you okay?"

Crowkit wasn't a young kit by any stretch of the imagination. At 4 1/2 moons he was starting to get to a decent size for a kit and his bold personality and too mature mindset had set him a little bit distanced from his age group. Not that you could tell given his current state. But still someone had noticed him! Maybe this cat could help him! At this point he was desperate and willing to not care how pathetic he looked as he struggled to open his eyes and opened his mouth to struggle out a painful sounding kitten mewl that would probably fit better on a newborn. It wasn't the sound he was aiming for but as he fell into a cough again but hopefully it got the point through. If he could just catch his breath he'd tell this queen what was wrong but as his breath rasped in his throat all he could do was stare at her beseechingly.

[Dark Flame]

Originally Posted by LionKitKat

Keeping her scent as hidden as possible, she padded towards the rabbit. Once the rabbit was in sight, she crouched down, ready to leap. Continuing to crouch down towards the ground, she stepped closer until she was within range. She pounced, missing the rabbit by an inch. She got up and chased after it, eager to make her first catch.

Well... I should go help her out.

The golden tabby ran over and cornered the rabbit, then nodded for Birchpaw to come and catch it. “Be quick! I don’t know how long I can keep it here...

She was right about keeping the rabbit there; it was trying to figure out a way to evade her.

[Moon Lily]

Originally Posted by Lynxpaw

Eaglepaw saw that Littlewish's gaze flick with interest when he mentioned the Rouge."Can we move on? And if you're really interested, I guess I could tell you about myself before I joined WindClan" he offered.

Littlewish considered Eaglepaw's offer for a moment, not giving his own obvious curiousity a second thought. He didn't really care what others thought of him, so in return, he didn't care how he acted either. At least he wasn't nasty. Amber gaze enlightening on an idea, he sat down, clearing his throat.
"Eaglepaw, great apprentice, former rogu- yep, I'll cut the theatrics. It'll ruin my voice. If you told me your story, you could show me more moves you learnt? Then I can correct some mistakes."

[Moon Lily]

[ @Mayflower ]

Runningpaw snorted as loud as she could with her shaky breath. It hurt, and it hurt a while lot, but it was worth it. She had to keep her spunk while she could. "Yeah, and it's bleeding too." She rasped, eyes sparkling with brief pride. At least she could hold on a little longer. But how long was that? How long until she breathed her last breath, sighed her last sigh, and watched the faces around her disappear? Her life had already flashed before her eyes, so that was an item checked off the list. Gaze snapping back towards her mentor, who seemed desperate to find some way to help or slow down her inevitable fate, she smiled. The older she may have put on a show and been snarky and all, but she really was concerned. Hah. Gasping for air, she moved her tail to swish it upon the ginger molly's paws, reassurance in her gaze.
The cobwebs were the icky part. Watching the oozing blood flow quench as the sticky white silk was pasted on her chest, she groaned. It hurt. The sudden pressure on her gaping hole of a wound ached like living hell. She couldn't imagine how stressed her mentor must be. It wasn't like she was much help.
"Just...l-lift me by the scruf-f. I-I'll be fine." She mewed , voice growing softer. She shut her maw for now, knowing that her last breath were precious gems. She couldn't waste them for the world.

[Shadowsight]

Mistpelt sat in her nest ready for her kits to come. Her belly felt huge! She must have 3 kits in there! As she sat there thinking, she felt the pain and the ripples, she knew that her kits were coming!

{Anyone who would like to be a kit reply on the thread that I made called 'Looking for Windclan'. You do not have to have a cat in Windclan I'm just looking for anyone who would like to be a kit.}

[Greenleap]

Originally Posted by Mumble

Storkkit scoffed, rolling his eyes, "whatever. Just leave me alone" he order, turning and stalking back to his nest, his short fur bristling.

Her fluffy tail wrapped around her as she looked back up at the sky, not seeming to mind the encounter.

[Arie]

Originally Posted by Queenie

Cornkit stared speechless at the other kit, his mouth wide open in shock that anyone wanted to approach him. Had Starclan listened to his thoughts about wanting a friend? Shut your mouth you absolute dumb fox. Cornkit shook his head. He was so in awe that there was an actual real kit in front of him he hadn't even noticed Stagkit's lack of mobility. Although he did realize he was staring. You're so unbelievably rude! You'll scare him off! The toxic thoughts were rapid firing through his brain as Cornkit's anxiety rose slowly. He looked to his paws shyly, but moved half of his hefty pile of stones over to Stagkit with a swish of his tail. "I'm- I'm Cornkit." He stuttered out. He dug a shallow line in the dirt. "This is the stream. Let's - Let's make a bridge." He offered. The kit honestly wasn't even sure if Stagkit was even still there, he was staring so intently at the ground. He knew he should make eye contact otherwise Stagkit might think he's was weird but his head felt like a boulder. Gravity was claiming it, and Cornkit was helpless to it's pull. So his paws are where his eyeballs stayed.

{Sorry if my post isn't that long/good, dealing with a lot rn}

Stagkit was puzzled to say the least. Cornkit? What was that kind of name? Corn he knew... so maybe the other cat just messed up their own name. "Corn you are!" he squeaked and then watched the other kit draw a line before the other kit started looking at the ground. "Why is Corn looking at the ground? Is there beetles on the ground?" he asked curiously walking/stumbling over to the other kit and poking him with his bad paw before looking down at the ground too. "Stag sees no... beetles. Where are the beetles Corn?" the white and ginger kit asked. He wanted to see the beetles now that he had determined there was beetles on this patch of ground that Corn was looking at. "Is Corn special? So Corn can see beetles while Stag just sees grey dirt? Stag sees in grey!" he proclaimed loudly then shut up. He was scaring away the beetles!