WindClan: Life Before 2023's Fire

[fresh]

Originally Posted by RedHead

Cloudedpaw huffed at her remark. “I’m interacting with you right now, aren’t I? What I was saying is I’d rather not interact with cats.” He flicked his tail, his pale blue eyes flicking around as he tried to focus on something else, unsure if he should look at her or not. “Cats are unpredictable. They have no pattern, no rythm. I never know what I’m dealing with when it comes to other cats.” Ouch. Shouldn’t of said that. This type of thing had happened before, with one of his siblings. He’d tried to explain his dislike for social interaction to his sister, but it hadn’t turned out well. It never did. And he never knew how to deal with it. Though, Cloudedpaw was getting better at understand some things socially. “Urg, sorry, that was probably a little harsh...

Fleetpaw shrugged, her eyes dancing. "Are you actually saying you have trouble interacting with things other than inanimate objects?" She was a little perplexed. The female had never heard of a cat who didn't like to interact with cats before. "Whatever. What's your name, anyway?" The calico she-cat perked her ears at the sound of birdsong, picking out a male cardinal's territorial chirp. I hope no cat's hunting the poor guy. Seems like he has a family. A bit of a sharper chirp sounded after the male's, which meant it was a female. Maybe they have eggs. Birds were her least favorite prey. They seemed extremely intelligent, and she had always wished she could fly herself. But genetics didn't work that way. No, she'd have to settle for learning their calls and chirps and clicks and annoying the furballs who teased her for it.

[mvoxhu]

Originally Posted by Mauve

@mompaws
(Figured I'd post this now just to have it out there; you're welcome to respond when you can! ^^)

It felt like twice as many moons had passed for Jaybreeze than normal, but the day had finally come. He was a warrior now; a WindClan warrior. Pride swelled in his chest, and his yellow gaze beamed with a mixture of emotions. Happiness, relief, exhaustion, sadness... His muscles ached from his assessment the night before, but it felt worth it to finally not be a 'paw anymore. Jaybreeze. He was sure Blazingstar had picked it out to make note of his half-Clan heritage, and how he'd fought hard to be apart of WindClan despite his ThunderClan heritage. It made the young tom smile, and he glanced around for his fellow companion, a she-cat who had been named alongside him. One of his only friends in WindClan, and someone who kept him grounded in times of great dispair, or when he was missing ThunderClan and she was the only feline who would understand.

After a couple moments of searching, Jaybreeze spotted her ebony and ginger pelt a few tail-lengths away. "Looks like we're both warriors at the same time, Larkhowl," he purred as he came up behind her, batting at her ear in a friendly manner. He came to sit in front of her, curling his thin tail across his paws. He was seated straight and head lifted a bit high, as if he wanted to show every cat in the Clan he was now a warrior instead of an apprentice. "Are you excited?" he asked her, ears flicking in anticipation for her answer. There was nothing the gray furred tom wanted to do more than stretch his legs across the moorland and race alongside his friend, but he knew they would be expected to hold their vigil tonight - something that would be made hard with Larkhowl sitting right beside him.

The tortoiseshell was practically bouncing from the excitement of becoming a warrior. She would finally be able to leave the camp unattended, and her days of trailing around after her mentor were over. She could admit that she would miss having an older cat to talk to, as it did release her boredom and stress from day to day, but overall, she thought that becoming a warrior was amazing. Not to mention, the amount of praise and congratulations she had received just simply made her feel ecstatic, and the young femme couldn't hold back the pride that blossomed inside of her.

Tumbling through her thoughts like a reckless kit, Larkhowl was eventually shaken out of her daze by a string of words behind her. A look of feigned hurt tugged at her lips, as she became a victim of Jaybreeze's bat to the ear. Yet, it was swept off of her face almost immediately; her giddiness getting to her. "What do you mean 'am I excited'? Of course I am!" The female pranced around her friend, tracing a small circle around him, before coming back to her original position. She shook out her head, inwardly scolding herself for her obnoxious actions. Honestly, she was just itching to get out of the camp, to gallop amongst the territory with a newfound sense of self-knowing. Larkhowl, ebony coat twirling back-and-forth across the spine of her back, suddenly sat down beside Jaybreeze; her gaze filled with hope, and a twinge of worry for what the future held for her. She took a deep breath, wanting to avoid thinking about what Starclan had planned for the clans. "What about you?" She asked, briskly attempting to sway her mind away from the pessimistic thoughts that still lingered inside of her head.

[Cosmo]

@king kaleb!

Oriolepaw sat at the edge of the clearing nearest to the medicine cats den. To most who did not know her very well they may have thought her to be in a normal mood, but those who knew her well could tell that she was not in a happy mood. She was chewing on a mouse, gazing out at the camp, her eyes not narrowed, but in a rather sad looking form. There was no smile firmly planted on Oriolepaw's maw as their often was. She might have looked serious, as though thinking about something, because even when sad it was rather difficult for her to look that sad.
Surgestorm had died a while ago, but his memory was still fresh in the molly's mind. She missed him, he was like the father that she had never had. She had so many friends, but perhaps he had been the best. He had taught her many things when she was just a kit, eager to adventure and get revenge on him for silly things. She missed him more than she thought was possible.

[Vesper]

Buddy listened at the leader gave him a name. "Thank you." He murmered. Wolfear. He liked it. The tom padded up to his former mentor and dipped his head to her as she was called up. He stared in shock at the name. "Halfsong? hy not Birdsong?" He asked when she padded away. His mouth dropped as he herd her voice after so many moons. It sounded broken. Her voice used to be swet and kind. Angeli almost. But now, I was scratchy, cracked and broken. It didn't sound angelic anymore. He listened as she said, "I am growing old Wolfear. I may have to join starclan soon. Don't fret my little warrior One day you will grow old and join me. I am gratful knowing that my last apprentice was my favorite. " His head fell as his former mentor walked stiffly away t join the other elders. A moment passed and he was still standing there. He had no one now. He felt utterly alone. When she passed- No. Don't think about it. I said don't. Oh well. Well, Buddy- I-I mean- Wolfear. Yeah.. woops. Wolfear didn't feel anything. No love, anger, any emotions besides one. Despair.


Halfsong walked over to the elders. Her eyes were happy. "Hello my fellow elders. I am happy to join you. I can't wait to see how many of you snore!" She joked. She watched her former apre tice walk away and she surprised a sigh. "I'm sorry Wolfear. I don't want to die on you but it is my time soon. I know it is." She padded away with the other elders, chating with them.


Wildfire listened closely as her name was called. "I did." She mewed quietly. As he said her new name, she shivered. "Thank you. Even though my name didn't change much. It reminds me to keep watch of the breeze and to try to control the burning fury that fires through you." She said. Breezefire dipped her head and padded away to go back towards her nest, glancing down at her stomach. It was a bit swollen. She was pregnant with Heronnight. Breezeflight sat down and sighed.. {ALL OPEN FOR RP}

[SuspiciousMindz]

Originally Posted by Cosmo

Mottleheart smiled when he spoke, glad he understood. "Well I was about to head out to hunt before you came," She said, and then quickly added, "Not that that's a bad thing, I needed someone to talk to." She found that she didn't have that many cats to talk to these days, even her own sister seemed rather caught up doing her own thing lately. Mottleheart respected that, everyone needed their time alone. The molly had been having unusual mood changes lately, and someone to talk to about anything was nice.

"Well, you're in luck because I'm all ears!" he replied with a friendly smile. Blazingstar didn't mind sitting and listening to his warriors, he knew the stresses of living in a clan and anything said to him -- except if it effected the clan -- was kept a secret. He'd never tell personal information to someone else as he wouldn't want that happening to himself. "But I can understand that. Sometimes I need someone to talk to too and as much as I want to tell you guys everything, many of those things just stay between me, Buttercupbreeze, and/or the other leaders and deputies," the orange tabby let out a sigh. That was one of the few things he hated about being leader. He had to keep things from his clan... like their secret alliance with SkyClan.

[Cosmo]

Originally Posted by Suspiciousmindz

"Well, you're in luck because I'm all ears!" he replied with a friendly smile. Blazingstar didn't mind sitting and listening to his warriors, he knew the stresses of living in a clan and anything said to him -- except if it effected the clan -- was kept a secret. He'd never tell personal information to someone else as he wouldn't want that happening to himself. "But I can understand that. Sometimes I need someone to talk to too and as much as I want to tell you guys everything, many of those things just stay between me, Buttercupbreeze, and/or the other leaders and deputies," the orange tabby let out a sigh. That was one of the few things he hated about being leader. He had to keep things from his clan... like their secret alliance with SkyClan.

"Thank you," The molly said with a dip of her head. She was glad that they had such a good leader. He seemed trustworthy, not that she was about to say something bad about her leader, even if she did think ill of him. "I'm glad you understand, it's hard now that my mate and kits are dead. It's hard to talk to cats," The molly admitted, with a smile at the tom. Mottleheart didn't feel embarrassed about the fact that she was telling him that, but she wondered if she should. "I think it helps, to be able to be with your kits," The molly said honestly. Gracekit and Turtlekit were certainly helpful, kits in general she believed. Ebonyfoot and Badgerfoot were still alive, but they were around fifteen moons, and they had their own lives to live out. Gracekit and Turtlekit were what she needed to make her feel better.

[graves]

Originally Posted by Cosmo

@king kaleb!

Oriolepaw sat at the edge of the clearing nearest to the medicine cats den. To most who did not know her very well they may have thought her to be in a normal mood, but those who knew her well could tell that she was not in a happy mood. She was chewing on a mouse, gazing out at the camp, her eyes not narrowed, but in a rather sad looking form. There was no smile firmly planted on Oriolepaw's maw as their often was. She might have looked serious, as though thinking about something, because even when sad it was rather difficult for her to look that sad.
Surgestorm had died a while ago, but his memory was still fresh in the molly's mind. She missed him, he was like the father that she had never had. She had so many friends, but perhaps he had been the best. He had taught her many things when she was just a kit, eager to adventure and get revenge on him for silly things. She missed him more than she thought was possible.

seeing as their past training session was interrupted, daydream thought it would be a good idea if they stopped by again. they didnt mind though, flashpaw was nearing the last sprints of her training, so leaving her alone every once and awhile was no biggie. oriolepaw was a joy to train, even if she was a bit nervous she was still bright, and they could see why surgestorm picked her. what they were surprised to see is see her...sad, infront of the medicine cat den. to a normal eye she would just seem extreme focused, or tense, but daydream knew that look any where. its something they used to do themselves. they approached her with a small dip of the head, plopping themselves down right next to her, gazing in the same direction she was. "you okay?" they asked softly, looking down next to them towards her. no matter what anyone said about daydream, as moody as they could be, they cared. they really did, especially when it was someone close to them.

[graves]

@Suspiciousmindz

fireflare was hesitant on telling blazingstar this, but he knew he had to. not only was he his leader, but also his best friend. and he knew dep down spireflare couldnt stay here for that much longer before he exploded and something happened. the only thing was...fireflare was involved in it too, a little while before blazing became leader, and a bit afterm though he cut that act awhile ago, but spire was..still doing it, still killing cats for no reason, even if it was a small mistake as crossing the border by a hair. it sickens him that they were brothers, especially after being so close for so long, it hurt. he entered the leaders den hesitantly, green eyes taking in the surroundings. he had to do this, even if he had been avoiding it for moons.
"blazing?"

[Aliyahhollins]

Patchkit sat in the corner watching the others play, he was just waiting for someone.

Patchkit wondered where his mother was, she must be hunting. "Hey!" He called out

[SuspiciousMindz]

@king kaleb!

Blazingstar blinked his eyes a few times, his thoughts broken up as a voice called from the entrance. The orange tabby turned his head towards the entrance, finding his composure through deep breaths. "Yes?" he answered, sitting upwards in his nest. He hadn't been in a very good mindset lately with the lack of sleep he'd been experiencing. The voice sounded familiar, but he couldn't put a face to it at that moment.