WindClan: Life Before 2023's Fire

[Willie Warf]

Mudpaw walked to the training moor, ready for his training session
@dinosaur

[JackHunt_17]

Originally Posted by QueenCuphead

Mudpaw looked at the warrior." its just... why do we have to fight shadowclan? There just some decent cats! i mean, i talked to some at the gathering and they where nice, wy did we have to drive them out of there camp!"

"I don't know..." mewed Brackentooth. "Part of being a clan cat is to respect your leaders wishes, as strage and rude as they may seem though." Brackentooth mewed.

[dionysus]

[ @~dust~ ]

The Tom clearly didn’t want to talk but luckily they had reached the cliffs. Otterberry let silence settle as she trekked upward, keeping a keen eye on the sky as well as on the crags of the cliffs. It took some time for a scent to cross her nose and the Molly’s ears flicked upward, tail straight and stiff to let her companion know that she was in pursuit.

A few feathers drifted toward her and Otterberry rounded a corner to see the figure of a small hawk preening nearby. It stood on a rocky outcropping just above her and Ott backtracked out of sight in order to climb higher on the ledges of the cliff before sidling back around and preparing to drop. The bird didn’t know what was coming and she fell neatly on its back, wasting no time in pinning its wings and biting its neck.

[dinosaur]

Quailtail trotted in, searching for his apprentice that he was summoned there. Please that Mudpaw had already arrived, Quailtail grinned ear-to-ear and approached the younger tom. "Good afternoon!" He announced, stumpy tail wagging. Quailtail reached out a paw, ruffling the fur on Mudpaw's head in a friendly greeting. "How're you, little dude? Getting enough sleep?" Quail inquired, still smiling.

- @QueenCuphead

[dionysus]

[ @Arie ]

Pursing her lips, Otterberry decided to put an end to this back and forth about age. He knew just as well as she that they were the same age! The molly sniffed as Breezefeather withstood her shove and circled around him with her tail fluffed and curled, high in the air to give herself a haughty air.

“Give it a rest, old timer- we’re the same age and you know that just as well as I.”

Giggling like an apprentice again, Otterberry nudged him back in retaliation for his bump. Her reflexes were perfect- honed by moons fending for herself and protecting young fosters. Of course, the deputy had honed skills as well from his moons of clan life but that wouldn’t stop either of them from teasing the other.

“Aw, did I hurt your feelings? I do apologize- that was never my intention, old friend.”

With a wink, Otter hopped onto a rock, peering down at the crime scene as they sobered up to think about the cat’s death. The flat stone beneath her paws felt warm from the sun and Otterberry fell smoothly to her stomach, front paws hanging from the side.

“It is possible that a snake bit the warrior in front of Halfpaw and something else came along to finish her off while the apprentice ran for help?”

[littlefox]

[ so sorry about the late reply! ]

Hornetpaw almost tripped herself backward, startled by Songlight's sudden burst of movement She lowered herself onto her haunches so she could regain some balance, bobbed tail stirring up dust from underneath her. She listened to her mentor's spiel with her head cocked to the side, a curious expression on her face. Memory loss? A nickname? Songlight... puzzled the young molly, to say the least. At least things were going to be interesting.

The calico van shook herself from her thoughts as Songlight prepared to leave, following hot on her mentor's tail. When Songlight voiced her approval for the pair to race, it brought a spark into Hornetpaw's eyes and she jumped back to her paws. "Yeah, we are!" She yowled, energy starting to coarse back through her. "And I'm always ready!" With that, the she-cat broke into a run, bursting through the entrance to camp and shouldering her way roughly through the other patrols moving to leave. Her pawsteps pounded the ground, gaining speed as she went, heather and grass whipping past her. The fresh scents of the territory flooded over her and she relished the euphoric feeling, even closing her eyes as she allowed muscle memory to carry her out over the moor.

For a moment, she had actually forgotten her patrol assignment and her mentor all together. Hornetpaw came back to reality, slowing her pace and craning her neck to see where she was. She looked towards Songlight, a bit uneasy now and not really sure where to begin. Patrols were so formal. It didn't really suit the young cat. Hunting, while an obvious necessity, was at times a bore to Hornetpw. Besides, the moors had been empty lately. She'd much rather have been spending her morning racing through the heather and exploring the moor. Who knew, maybe Songlight would let her, or even join her.

[ @Cobra ]

[Willie Warf]

Mudpaw made sure no one else was around before smiling "Hey quail! So what are we working on today? Battle training? Or a race!" He said exitedly. He usually didnt let others see this side of him, but his mentor was someone who really understood him. No matter what h said to other apperentices Quailtail is the best mentor ever!
@dinosaur

[dinosaur]

Quailtail leaned down to Mudpaw's level, glancing around sneakily before whispering in his ear, "Today... we're going to battle Shadowclanners!" Quailtail flexed his claws. "They've snuck onto our territory, and are stealing all of our rabbits while stinking up the place... We've got to defend our camp!" The long limbed tom leapt away, nimbly landing and twirling to face Mudpaw from a few paces away. He scooped up a pile of dirt with his paw, and smeared it across his face; disfiguring himself. Clearing his throat, Quailtail deepened his voice and announced, "My name is... Shadow...claw, and I'm here to steal your kits!" He bellowed.

Of course, it was all theatrics; Quailtail playing the role of the intruding Shadowclanner, Mudpaw the Windclan hero who would defeat him. Quailtail was always up for a bit of fun, especially with younger cats who would match him in childishness.

- @QueenCuphead

[Estelle]

Originally Posted by Lichen-Licker

Oh no, I am being weird... Willowwhisper thought, seeing that the young molly next to her was a bit... well, less than relaxed. This isn't what she was after. How do cats talk to each other again? How has she been? "Well, I've been good as well.." she said. After another brief pause, she remembered her manners. "Thank you for asking."
What else... training. Hailpaw had mentioned her training. "How has.. your training been going?" Willowwhisper thought back to her own apprenticeship. Goodness, what did she even do all day...? Run errands, maybe? Be taken on patrols? Although that's mostly all she did now as well. No, it's fine... see? She's even helping train an apprentice now. That's useful, isn't it?

At the other molly's answer, Hailpaw nodded briefly "that is good to hear," she meowed politely although her words appeared to soon be followed by another silence on both their ends. This was going... Great? Who was she kidding - was this really how a normal conversation went? The brief thought process was interrupted by the following question - one she hadn't quite expected, but possibly should have considering her rank "my training.." the silver apprentice mumbled softly before regaining her poised manners "My training has been going quite well. My mentor is skilled, and I admit that I've been heading out nearly every morning for a run" Hopefully Willowwhisper wouldn't question that last part to much; Hailpaw knew that technically she wasn't supposed to leave camp alone, but she still did in the morning for her run. She'd been doing that for the past few moons, perhaps to relieve the accumulating stress she fails to notice. But who knew. "Are you well familiar with the tunnels?" Only after the question left her maw, did Hailpaw realise what for a silly question must've been. The warrior was going to teach her it's system better - of course she'd be well familiar with the tunnels then.

[Arie]

Originally Posted by ghostwriter

@Arie

Sparkfrost bounded across the frosty moor, almost like a hare, with his bobtail and springs for paws, “It seems safe—it looks like most animals stay away from it because of all the twoleg stuff. There’s a lot of rats and pigeons there though, we may be able to snag some fresh kill! I don’t hunt birds too often, but I can’t deny they taste good—ThunderClan May be on to something!” The young warrior declared, grinning contently as the late morning sun warmed his fur, the brisk air filling his lungs. He was happy to have a companion to explore with—Sparkfrost was realizing as of late that the youth seemingly stolen from him by rigorous training and high expectations hadn’t quite expired yet.

[only took me 5 days smh]

WoooP! They were going on adventure or at least that what Stagleech was hoping was going to happen. Adventures was always fun, especially with strangers... wait not really. They were not really fun with strangers. That wasn't a good thing. But they were hopefully going to have fun? At least that was what Stagleech was hoping for as he bounded across the moor with Sparkfrost. He liked this Sparkfrost! it was a fun dude whose company he enjoyed and he was sure they were going to do something really stupid which Stagleech really agreed with. Stupidity was like, his middle name or something if he could even have something. "Birds are fun! I don't think Twiglight ever taught me how to hunt them and all but like, I did it and it was really fun. I'm not the best hunter though so I can try?" He would always try, the matter of success was entirely different though.