WindClan: Life Before 2023's Fire

[PEPPERMINT~]

Originally Posted by Lynxpaw

Blackpaw

She was an apprentice now. Wow. Spotting Nightpaw, she bounded up to him, purring and rubbing her face against his shoulder. She was always glad to see her best friend. The scent of blood made her stop, looking up at the tom's face. Blood. Nightpaw. Scratches. "Who attacked you? I'll rip them to shreds" Blackpaw snarled. Who? Why? What? When? Where? How? These thoughts were whirling around in her mind, making her confused. Some moron had hurt her closest friend. That made her ... angry.

Nightpaw was honestly a bit surprised. Blackpaw was mad. Actually, truly, mad. The last time he'd seen her like this was when they were kits. He opened his mouth to say "I'm fine" or something along those lines, but he couldn't. Even if Nightpaw did want to lie to his closest friend, Blackpaw was being far more direct than any other cat had been. "RiverClan apprentice.. it's complicated." He confessed, figuring there was no way out. Besides, she wasn't being dramatic or fussing over him, asking questions, no. Blackpaw wanted to avenge him, and something in the black tom appreciated that more than anything. (even if we didn't plan it, night would have fallen for her anyways.)

[Abyssopelagic]

With Twilightstar's permission amd Snailswirl snd Coldamber due back any day now, Shockholly needed to get these herb patrols dealt and quickly.
Quicksilver had mentioned also handing out a few patrols to help, though they weren't certain how many he had in mind and Shock planned to attend each one they assigned.
The only cat that came to mind was Weaselskip and Honeypelt.
"Weaselskip, Honeypelt! I'm leaving camp to go on an herb patrol. I'd like your help."
Maybe that would get them?

@Pepperkins @Arie

[Pepperkins]

Honeypelt
[ @Rainquail ]

The cream colored molly walked back into the camp right as her name was called, raising a brow as she went to go drop off the catch from her hunt. Herb patrol? She didn't remember that being a thing before but a patrol was a patrol, and she wasn't one to turn down another way to help. "Alright then!" she called out as she padded over, attempting to put a face to a name as she ran through her clanmates in her head to remember who Weaselskip was.

[shaae_26]

Originally Posted by Saltyteardrops

"I'm sure you could" Brightpaw chuckled, nudging Adderpaw lightly

Adderpaw laughed. "So, when we become warriors, what do you hope your name will be? I like Adderfang, or Adderpelt."

[Moonraven]

Originally Posted by Supernatural Slushie

[ @Redtalon, @Moonraven ]

Loonkit briefly stuck their tongue out at their brother and aimed another swipe at his legs before rushing forward to greet Twilightstar with wide eyes. As usual, they were bouncing up and down on their toes, although this time with such spewd that their tail flailed about behind them. "Twilightstar! Can I join the raid? I have training! In beating my brother! In everything! Can I pretty please join in? It sounds like fun!"

Originally Posted by Redtalon

// @Supernatural Slushie | @Moonraven

“Loon!” Swankit hissed sharply, a mix of irritated and horrified. How dare they embarrass Swan like this in front of their clan leader!? He wondered if his snowy pelt turned red; it felt as hot as sun-soaked stone. “You are NOT going on the raid. And you don’t beat me in everything!" A lie. A very sad lie. But still. "Twilightstar? I apologize for Loonkit's existence."

He wished he could just—squash their mouth shut. Hmmm. Squash. Swankit paused, thinking that maybe, maybe that wasn’t such a bad idea. He was a lot bigger after all! Positioning himself over the smaller cat, Swankit tried to pin Loon with weight alone, enlisting gravity to do the work for him.

Twilightstar rolled her shoulders as she hopped down from the Breezerock. She had a lot to think about, small bouts of pain were already beginning to assault her brain. The she-cat might have stepped on the small kit that came running at her had she not already been looking down. One of her ears pinned themselves back in mild discomfort. Thank StarClan, the moons of dealing with Parasite has seemed to increase her patience for small, bouncing, annoyances. The second one that pelted after the first was a little more mature, but it seemed to her that he was trying to save face.
Cute. For the sake of WindClan's future, she'd attempt to humor the little kits.
"You two are quite the humorous pair." The she-cat took a seat and lowered her so it was easier to talk to the bird brothers.
"As amazing as you are, Loonkit, unfortunately, you are neither an apprentice nor have you had any battle training with a mentor." The she-cat fixed her gaze on the more rambunctious troublemaker. "Your time will come to help the clan in the battlefield, just not now." Kits were also so eager to grow up, Twilightstar would give anything to go back to being innocent as he was now.
Her gaze flickered over to Swankit as the kit seemed to be scheming something, crouching and doing that little butt wiggling thing kits did when they were getting ready to pounce on something. Here I thought he was the good one. Twilightstar thought, the leader went to grab Swankit before the pair started their whole tussle.
@Redtalon @Supernatural Slushie

[Moonraven]

He looked like a great ball of sunshine, she expected this much enthusiasm out of kits, not Creekdash. It was a tad bit strange yet not unwelcome. Her face gave little of her expression away, both ears were erected and pointed in his direction.
She listened silently for most of the time, absorbing what he was telling her. This was not the first time she's heard someone speaking about how the cats mostly kept to themselves here. It sounded like Creekdash wanted a little get together for the clan to strengthen bonds. Twilightstar didn't think she could mentally or emotionally deal with that right now, but she was all for the clan's happiness and fun, they could use it.
"That sounds like a wonderful idea." A soft trill mixed with the geinue delight in her voice. "I'm sure the kits will love it and the older cats could do with more mingling. Unfourntataly, my head's not quite in the right mindspace for such a task. Since it was your idea, how you like to take charge of it?"
@Wings

He wasn't going away, was he? Nope. Twilightstar really would be fine with some time. She always was. Time healed everything, or at least most things. The leader went back to shutting her eyes as the tom retreated and returned seconds later, dropping a very nice proportioned hare at her paws. He probably went out and caught it himself, it seemed like a Mushy thing.
It wasn't weird, but she wasn't hungry, it was not something overly concerning. When she went through fits of emotions, her stomach went through them as well. This was most likely going to come up later, yet she couldn't bring herself not to eat at least a bit especially if he really did go through the trouble of catching it. She could drop it off at for the queens and kits later.
"Thank you." She muttered lightly while picking at the hare. She focused on the task of chewing the bland meat and swallowing while Mushy carried on. He really wasn't going to go away.
"We're not going to do anything about ShadowClan until I meet this new leader myself." She mewed after swallowing another chunk of the hare. Her stomach churned and grumbled underneath in disagreement, resulting in her nudging the hare away. "I don't like rushing into things blindly, we only have the word of an ex-shadowclanner to go on and I liked to take with a grain of salt." She's heard no news on Echopaw at the moment and nothing from Croakingtoad since she's dropped him off at the medicine cat's den.
"The weather is terrible, and you should be feeding the plumper rabbits to the clan, not me. If I say no about the hare story, you're going to tell me it anyway." She wasn't growling, hissing, or spatting, yet there was this edge in her tone that refused to please Mushy.
@Beau

[Moonraven]

Twilightstar gaze settled on Gullpaw as the apprentice moved into a well-placed hunting crouch. Yet couldn't help but notice the apprentice still seemed ever so moody and it was clear she didn't want to be here. Twilightstar decided not to comment about, it was hard to say what had her fur in a knot.
"Go ahead and scout out some prey, Gullpaw." She ordered, turning to look over at Echowind with a puzzled glint in her green eyes. It was always nice to hear that anyone was pregnant, more kits to warm the nursery. What troubled her was Echowind's lack of a mate.
"I'll see about handling her assessment." She reassured the warrior, noting how bitter her mew had been with the announcement. Twilightstar was going to have to have a talk to Coldamber when she returned before she decided on what to do with Gullpaw. Once the apprentice had walked off, the leader paused to peer at Echowind.
"Are you willing to share with me who's kits you are having?" Her tone was polite enough, purely curious. Twilightstar wasn't going to push the subject if the molly was uncomfortable with it.
@Evie @Zesty Mango

[Wings]

Originally Posted by Rainquail

Shockholly was surprised Echopaw could move herself, but helped support her so she could breathe, while encouraging her to submerge the rest of her body.
"I need to get this gunk off you so I can help you better. You can lean on me and Beepaw as much as you need, we have you, we won't let you drown."
They looked up briefly to Beepaw and nodded and Beepaw began carefully trying to get the rest of Echopaw's body in the water, careful not to hurt her by pulling fur or touching her hurt spots.
"You're doing good. Stay with me just a bit."
They soothed before taking a paw and gently wiping grime out of her fur.

Under better conditions, Shockholly thought the former ShadowClan healer would be cute in the way younger apprentices were, with reminents of baby chub in their bellies and the joy of kithood in their eyes.

It was a shame she became hurt. No one deserved this.
Once the majority of the caked on blood and grime was up, they waved for Beepaw's attentions.
"While she's still wet, do you think you could manually groom out the last of the stuff sticking to her? The cleaner the better for her."
Beepaw nodded and set to grooming, glad there was any nasty stuff to accidentally taste.

@Wings

[ @Zesty Mango ]
-Echopaw-

Sliding farther into the water, she could feel water pour into her ears, making her flicker them until she got used to it. And her tail immediately sank with all of it’s matted fur. It just felt like though, all of the weight she had been carrying was gone. She was floating, somewhat. The water took off a lot of weight but, her paws still touched. Even in this living StarClan, everything was a blur. The only thing she was focusing on was the soothing water, which felt like it was cleaning her fur but that only Beepaw and Shockholly. And she felt herself dip her bad eye into the water. She had been extremely lucky that the infection was only on her eye lid, and around it and not her actual eye.

[dionysus]

[ @Moonraven ]

Rushingmoor had lied. He had no story about the hare- it had been a perfectly boring catch. The tom had only wanted to get Twi talking. Now that she expected a story, though, he merely shrugged and moved on to licking at his legs. It was clear she didn’t want to hear the fake story anyway and her grumpy tone told him she didn’t really want to talk about anything. What a surprise coming from miss grumpy gills.

“eh I lied, I don’t have a story.”

Rushingmoor yawned and curled up in a ball, not intending on letting Twi sulk in her den alone even though neither of them were talking. She could sulk with him nearby.

[whatzername]

l Lillyleaf l
l @Moonraven l
Lillyleaf walked up to her leader. She regreted leaving for that walk, and she missed her kits. Russetpaw, Mistkit, Whitekit! she repeated in her mind over and over.