WindClan: Life Before 2023's Fire

[Jessica1917]

@Drago0n @Moonraven Dimtail watched the leader carefully. She didn't seem surprised that this kit was so close. Can't she tell that this means shadowclan is back? Or... Maybe she already knew! "Nightpaw couldn't have just left her there," he said, "He couldn't have brought her back. It is completely possible that if he didn't pick this kit up she would never have found her way back to the Shadowclan Camp." He emphasized the last two words, hoping Twighlightstar would understand.

[kittygirl]

Echoheart scrambled to get to the meeting, she had been so spaced out lately and hasn’t been doing anything useful! She wondered if she was going to get in trouble again...She nervously glanced around before sitting in the very back.

[Arie]

Breezefeather perked his ears at the call of the meeting and slowly made his way over. The silver tom was interested in seeing that this would turn out like but didn't exactly hold it into him to socialize, at least not right now.

[open]

Weaselskip had been asleep. She'd decided to take a break from her guard duties having stayed up for quite a while and well... now there was another meeting. Was it worth disrupting her so very precious beauty sleep for? Weaselskip wasn't so sure but nevertheless she made her way over and sat, eyes filled with exhaustion but still ready to let out an oh so sweet remark were any to come close.

[open]

Stagpaw was... bored. And tired of meetings. It was all the same talk again and again and like... he felt like he needed to show up for everyone, to like set and example and all... but he was tired of it. However, despite it all, he made his way over slowly, scanning the area for his friends before sitting down.

[vellichor]

Originally Posted by Trouble

Echowind was seething not with anxiety and worry anymore, but with anger. Anger towards the excuse for a medicine cat and her passive apprentice. Anger that no one tried to stop Gullpaw from leaving. Anger that someone could make her apprentice so upset she'd leave in the first place.

She dug her now unsheathed claws into the ground, trying to prevent herself from leaping at Snailswirl and ripping their throat out. "I know that my apprentice is capable. But that doesn't mean she should be living the life of a filthy rogue. And why should I believe what you say about Coldamber? You're her partner, of course you'll stand up for her.

Snailswirl
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As if on cue, all of the sympathy they had previously felt was gone as sparking yellow-orange outline turned to seething red. They stood up, fur fluffing defensively. Sure, they were a medicine cat. But unlike their partner, Snailswirl was a fully trained warrior. And they were unafraid to defend themself against this unreasonably angry cat. As their "patient"’s claws unsheathed, so did theirs. They waited until she was finished, and then spoke in a low voice.

"There’s nothing I can do for you. You’re talking about things you don’t understand. Now get out, before you — or I — do something we might regret." There, they had put their paw down. If the she-cat ignored them and lunged, that could mean chaos for their herb supply and nests. And it could also mean chaos for Echowind — Twilightstar was sure to be angry if her Clan’s herb supply was destroyed.

[Abyssopelagic]

Originally Posted by Wings

[ lets end this soon, i'm struggling to keep up with RPs atm so I'd like to thin it out a lot atm ]
-Windpaw-

Windpaw was... failing miserably. Very sad. She was probably going to lose this easy fight because of her pounding anxiety rising from within.
Starting to hyperventilate, she crouched down, curling her tail within her legs and started to back up. Torn and full ear pinned fearfully against her neck as she looked up at Gullpaw.

Shockholly could see that this was too much for Windpaw and stepped towards the two apprentices.
"I think that's enough for today. Gullpaw. Back off, please."

[jackal blackout]

Foxpaw heard and went to the clan meeting.

[nocturnal]

Originally Posted by Bramblefire01

The younger, smaller kit jumped in excitement. He had to keep Sparrowkit on her toes since she'd be an apprentice soon! "Do ya wanna play fight?" Flipkit asked her, and did his signanture backflip in excitment.

"Okay!" Sparrowkit chirped like the bird she was named after. The brown kitten watched in amazement as her denmate flipped in the air. That wasn't something that most cats did every day. "You can move first!" Sparrowkit allowed, dropping into the faulty hunter's crouch that an apprentice had taught her moons ago.

[Moonraven]

Originally Posted by Beck

"Why hello, Deadpool," Fadedheart chirped, trotting over to the bicolored she-cat. "I don't believe we've met."

The she-cat tips her head as she's approached by the tom. Like everyone in the clan, she was aware of Fadedheart as a clanmate, however, has never bother formally interacting with him. Deadpool plastered a smile on her maw.
"Salutations." She greeted in returned, wondering what Fadedhearted wanted with her. "Meeting now we have."

[Confuzzled.Lynx]

Originally Posted by Moon Lily

Littlewish felt a smile tug at his features, amber eyes melting with affection. How his apprentice could stay so calm in such a small, damp, dark place was beyond him. Do it for Eaglepaw. The words lulled his body into a calm state, almost enough to quell his urge to bolt out of the tunnel at the speed of light. Fear tickled at his toes as they walked on. Padding with only his whiskers to guide him, the warrior stopped every so often to sniff the walls and space ahead for any sign of prey. A whiff caught his nose, one that reminded him of the sweet mood grass.

"Your Winged Sire, you might want to stop here. I can smell something ahead." He explained, his voice barely more than a whisper. Nostrils twitching, he parted his maw to taste the musty air.
Rabbit.

The apprentice followed behind his mentor, trying to stay quiet but couldn't help purring. It echoed around the small, dark space but quickly quieted down at Littlewish's words. He would have to come up with his own nicknames. Or beat the warrior in a race again somehow. Or some kind of competition. The tom scented rabbit up ahead, whiskers twitching. In the near pitch-black, he swear he heard the scuffle of paws. Or maybe that was his imagination playing tricks on him. But the scent was quite fresh so could there possibly be rabbits? Did he hear them? Possibly not.

[Finpaw]

Sheepkit gathered with the rest of his clanmates, looking curiously up at Twilightstar.