WindClan: Life Before 2023's Fire

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(I was on a trip!!!!!!!!!!!Sorry @Moonraven ) *Barleykit was gella pissed by not becoming an appertince! He hissed and walked into Twi's den** (I was gone all week! Im sorry)

[Abyssopelagic]

Coldamber suppressed a growl aimed at Rosebriar.
No kit was an abomination for the circumstance in which they were born.

Her mind was quickly drawn away as Wishpool howled in pain.
"Rosebriar, you know the procedure, you saw what I did. If Featherwhisker continues kitting, you'll have to handle it unless there are complications."

She moves over to Wishpool and notices she already has one kit.
"Hey, there. Keep breathing, deep and even. Push with the contractions. This should help with the pains."
She was very glad to be able to focus on something other than the idea of Featherwhisker and Rosebriar.

@gs29513 @Mumble @TheNyanCatMinecart

[DustyRose]

Originally Posted by gs29513

Wishpool had been feeling off all day. First she felt light-headed, and now she had horrible cramps. Alas, as she lay in her nest, there was no mistaking it. She was kitting soon. Poor Coldamber, two queens kitting at once. Feeling the contractions begin, she screeched in pain, and decided when this was over she would go and murder Braveheart again. This was PAINFUL. With another yowl, she pushed out the first kit, unable to see what it looked like through the pain and the spasms. Giving it a few licks, she pushed it a bit roughly towards her belly, as the contractions began again. @Rainquail @Radiantshine300 (Cypresskit)

Cypresskit mewls loudly.

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(I was on haitus the wholeweek BTW so Barleykit was there and I wasnt there to repliy for him im sorry) *Barleykit walked in,he was very pissed about not getting appertinced* Twilightstar? I was there why was I not made an appertince?!? *He looked in her eyes,his green ones burned with anger*

[Quasar]

Originally Posted by Moonraven

The chimera has been mildly bored for some time. There was much to do but no one to do it with. Deadpool's been feeling rather lonely as of late, but she had no one to blame but herself for that. After digging through the fresh-kill pile, Deadpool found a magpie, clamping her jaws around a stiff wing, her paws lead her towards the nursery. She was just going to drop it off at the entrance, she had trouble staying in the nursery for too long way too many bad memories there.
"Hmn!" The muffled sound escaped through her maw as she felt something small run into her front leg. The petite feline set down her magpie and trained her mismatched eyes on the young kit in front of her.
"Mes sorry." Deadpool quickly mewed, flattening both her ears.
"No sees yous me not." The feline was unable to come up with a name for the kit. WindClan had a lot of kits, they seemed to get more and more now and then.
"Salutations!" She greets enthusiastically. Just because she didn't like the nursery didn't mean she didn't like the kits. "Going you a place?" The warrior questioned, wondering where it was the kit was heading in such a hurry.
@Mumble

Brookkit squeaked in surprise as she saw the chimera she-cat, though the look of shock was quickly replaced by a sheepish smile. The kit had never really seen the warrior much, but she at least knew that she was nice. Bouncing on her paws, she examined the warrior. Sure, her speaking pattern was weird, but there were a lot of weird-ish cars in windclan. That's what made it so great! A large grin came to her face as she dismissively ever a paw, "Oh, it's okay! Hey, what's your name? I don't think I've seen you before!" she asked, cocking her head. She let out a giggle. This was great! Now that Beekit was...somewhere else, she had no one to play with. Hopefully this she-cat would be willing to play a game or two. "Hiya!" she chirped in response to the greeting, her eyes bright. "I can't find beekit anywhere, so I wanted to find someone to play with" she dramatically pouted, her tail drooping slightly. Hopefully she got the hint that she wanted to play with her, otherwise it would be a bit awkward. She started circling Deadpool, sniffing around to see if she could recognize a familiar scent. When she was behind her, an idea came to her. What if she surprised her? A devious grin started to slowly spread across her maw as she gazed at the warriors tail. This was perfect! Bunching up her haunches, she took a deep breath before springing upwards, her paws outstretched. She let out a battle cry as she tried to latch onto deadpools tail, hoping she didn't just fall over and make a fool of herself.

[Arie]

Originally Posted by Moonraven

Unless her talk with Snippy involved her giving him Parasite to train, then she didn't see the reason why she'd need to go talk to the deputy. Resigned to her fate as Parasite snuggle buddy, Twilightstar growls to herself while shifting around in her nest to get comfortable. It would take a little time for her to get used to, yet she was pretty certain she could most likely fall asleep with the tumor. She narrowed her eyes and shot a grumpy look in Parasite's direction as he poked her. She was going to bite his paw if he did it again. That would give him a reason to go visit the deputy.
She wasn't fond of the grooming, but instead of telling him to knock it off, she left him to his own devices. If his tongue was licking then that meant he wouldn't be talking. That was enough for her to bear this sloppy grooming. But of course, he went on chattering as if he couldn't help himself. The molly's flank heave as she draws in a sharp breath and lets it out through her nose in a loud exhale.
"Parasite, has anyone ever told you that you talk too much?" She asked, dropping her head to her forepaws with a soft yawn. "Don't you want to take a nap? I would think after crying like that you'd be tired." She'd be tired if she cried a river, tears were exhausting. "If you're not going to go to sleep, then go find Mushy to talk too. Your voice hurts my head way more than when I cuff you."

So Twiglight didn't want him to clean her fur? Okay.. but he couldn't help but feel somewhat discouraged. He wanted to help her out! Be helpful, at least a tiny bit. He could do that, couldn't he? Maybe not. At Twig's grumpy look he did reach out and pat her head again. She was being grumpy because her head hurt right? Totally not because he was pushing buttons, totally not. Stagpaw wasn't doing anything that could earn him a smack over the head again. Yet as Twiglight shifted, he did so too, curling up into her side next to her. Despite how comfortable his nest back in the apprentice den was - it wasn't exactly comfortable at all - he liked snuggles with Twiglight. So she wanted him to nap? He would nap with her. COLLABORATIVELY SLEEPING! That sounded good somehow. They just needed Mushy in here but... he wanted some time with Twig on his own too! He somehow rarely got that anymore... because either they were training or he didn't see her at all. "Nap time yes!" And with that he made him comfortable against her too, resting his head on her shoulder with a soft purr. Twiglight was still soft and fluffy. Yet when she questioned on him talking too much he shook his head. "No! I don't talk too much. I just... there is a lot of things that needs to be said! And mushy won't listen to me! He'll just... throw stones after me." Or at least, that was what Stagpaw assumed would happen did he go out and start blabbering to the warrior with no actual purpose other than blabbering. Drawing in a deep breath though he closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep for once. Maybe Twiggy would wake him up if something interesting happened? He could only hope so.

[last reply on my end o: feel free to reply cause I would like Twigmom's reaction pfft]

[gs29513]

Easy for the medicine cat to say 'Breath deeply' She wasn't the one kitting. With a gasp, Wishpool tried to push with the contractions. With slightly less pain, she felt another kit slide out, this one a bit easier. Attempting to lick it through the spasms, she felt a rush of love. These were HER kits, and they carried her blood. With the kit seemingly sufficiently cleaned, she shoved it next to her belly, in time for the next round of contractions to begin. @Rainquail @~RooRoo~ (Strongkit)

[TheNyanCatMinecart]

@Moonraven

Ashfeather relaxed, glad that the leader didn't think that anything bad was going on between her and Blackhaze. Silently, she hoped that her stupid jaw hadn't made her drool too much. Still, though, she was shaky with relief. Carefully, she dipped her head and responded to the leader's next words, "I-I will, I promise." Sure, Blazehaze had been nice, but she had to prove herself to her Clan. And staying away from Blazehaze wouldn't be too hard; the two barely knew each other. But he was nice to me. She shook that from her head. He was willing to attack and badly injure Rosebriar. That's not a good cat. So, she listened as Twilightstar berated Rosebriar and did feel a bit bad for the she-cat. However, it also felt kind of... nice? She didn't know how to describe it. Overall, she didn't know how to feel at the leader's offer of hunting. She just gave a simple nod and silently slid out of the den, being careful not to get too close to Rosebriar.

Rosebriar felt a twinge of annoyance. Why did a strong cat like Twilightstar have to obviously seem to favor Ashfeather over her? Maybe it's because of that wretched apprentice she's got, she thought drily. However, she knew that she couldn't disobey her leader. She didn't want anything bad to happen to her, now, did she? However, she didn't like the leader's insults or her obvious anger... or frustration? She didn't know, but she didn't want to be demoted. But insulting her mother? It was all Rosebriar could do not to burst with frustration, but she struggled to keep a calm face and dipped her head. "Yes, Twilightstar," she meowed, her voice a little strained but still with that signature honey hint. "We do. I'll leave now." She slid out of the den.

[TheNyanCatMinecart]

@Rainquail @Mumble

Rosebriar nodded and crouched down beside her mother. "Are there any more?" she asked.

[TheNyanCatMinecart]

@gs29513

Wolffang turned and spotted an apprentice. He had been relaxing originally, but the apprentice's eagerness to learn sparked his interest a bit. Sure, he had learned that this apprentice, Thornpaw, had once been an Outsider. However, if she was really eager for training, then why not? He stood up and stretched out his sleepy limbs, hearing small cracks and letting out a grunt of pleasure before turning back to Thornpaw. "Why, yes," he replied, "as long as your mentor wouldn't mind, would they?" It honestly didn't matter to him, but hey, it was WindClan - he had to be formal, even if he was going to be training an Outsider. His nose twitched a little. Pure WindClan blood was preferred, and he normally wouldn't want to be too close to one. However, this she-cat wanted training, so why not provide it? He could maybe take her for a swing or two; some battle practice. Oh, this would be fun, wouldn't it? He'd just wash his paws off well when they got back. An Outsider would always be an Outsider.