WindClan: Life Before 2023's Fire

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It was a warm, sunny day, the soft sand of the moors warm under the rays of the sun that was high in the sky. New-leaf was almost here, and it was evident in the flourishing of prey and warmth of the atmosphere in recent days. A large shape was moving over the sand, a tom to be exact. He was an tannish-orange tom with long, thick fur and a large, feathery tail held high as he moved, his dark green eyes, which were clouded with confusion, glancing around him. He was wondering how he had gotten here. He didn't remember getting here. Last he remembered he was in his abandoned Twoleg barn that he called home. He stood there a moment, thinking, his forehead furrowed with thought. After a moment he gave up, waving his thoughts away with a whisk of his feathery tail; too much work for too little gain. He glanced around again, and, spotting a white rabbit nearby, he tilted his head in interest. Now this was an animal he'd never seen before. It looked so... Fluffy!!! Eyes glittering with interest, the tom started to pad towards it, his nose sniffing curiosly. He was close to it now, so he delicately reached out a paw to touch it... It looked so fluffy... Only to have it hop away a few feet, out of his reach. The tom jerked his head back, surprised, only to have his eyes widen with amazement. "Wow! I wish I could do that!," he mewed out loud, to nobody in particular. He attempted to hop on his paws, then tried to leap, only to stumble and fall flat on his face, startling the rabbit and causing it to move even farther away. The tom got to his paws, shaking the sand from the fur on his head, then he gazed at the rabbit a moment before crouching down, his rump in the air, tail high as he looked in the rabbit's eyes. "You look so fluffy... Why won't you let me come near you?" the rabbit just gazed at him before running off, disappearing over the hill. The tom watched it go before hearing the sound of pawsteps nearby. Pricking his ears, he moved towards the sound, then saw a she-cat up ahead. Curious, and completely unaware of the fact she may attack him, he ran clumsily towards her, his large paws pounding the ground. He skidded to a stop a few tail lengths away from her, falling back on his rump. He waved his tail in greeting. "Hi, I'm Fuzz! Who are you?!," he meowed, blinking at her.

@The Mad Katter

[Shivers]

@Rosemew

Swankit stealthily snuck out of the nursery which wasn't very hard due to her size. She could easily sneak under an unsuspecting queen's legs and be free from the nursery. The tiny white she-kit felt absolutely smothered by her mother's constant fretting she was getting sick of it. She hissed crossly as she thought of not being let to go out into the clearing without her mother watching her. I am not a helpless newborn kit! I'm three moons old! I can walk out into my own clan's clearing on my own! She thought to herself sheathing and unsheathing her sharp little kit nails. The seemingly innocent she-kit gave off a horrible attitude that one would not expect from the way she looked as she grumpily stared at the cats in the clearing.

[versailles]

Originally Posted by Shivers

@Rosemew

Swankit stealthily snuck out of the nursery which wasn't very hard due to her size. She could easily sneak under an unsuspecting queen's legs and be free from the nursery. The tiny white she-kit felt absolutely smothered by her mother's constant fretting she was getting sick of it. She hissed crossly as she thought of not being let to go out into the clearing without her mother watching her. I am not a helpless newborn kit! I'm three moons old! I can walk out into my own clan's clearing on my own! She thought to herself sheathing and unsheathing her sharp little kit nails. The seemingly innocent she-kit gave off a horrible attitude that one would not expect from the way she looked as she grumpily stared at the cats in the clearing.

The white molly was minding her own business, laying in the sun. Her blue eyes flickered over to a small white kit sneaking out of the nursery, grumpily looking at the others.
Shifting, so she was sitting up. Magnoliachaser looked at the kit with a smile. "What're you doing, sneaking out of the nursery?" She asked with interest, joy in her tone as she spoke. "Oo, are you gonna go to the elders den? They have some really good stories!" Magnolia rambled, not noticing she didn't give the other molly a chance to talk.

[Shivers]

Originally Posted by Rosemew

The white molly was minding her own business, laying in the sun. Her blue eyes flickered over to a small white kit sneaking out of the nursery, grumpily looking at the others.
Shifting, so she was sitting up. Magnoliachaser looked at the kit with a smile. "What're you doing, sneaking out of the nursery?" She asked with interest, joy in her tone as she spoke. "Oo, are you gonna go to the elders den? They have some really good stories!" Magnolia rambled, not noticing she didn't give the other molly a chance to talk.

Swankit was slightly startled when a white warrior near her began to talk to her. She was about to answer the she-cat's question before she cut her off causing the tiny she-kit to flatten her ears crossly as the warrior rambled on, Who in Starclan's name even is this cat!? Swankit not so patiently waited for her to finish talking. Her white and black-tipped tail flicked grumpily, still annoyed that she got interrupted, as she finally took advantage of the pause to begin to speak, "I don't care where I go! I just wanted to get away from the nursery. Queens are so overbearing!" She grumbled moodily lying down and placing her chin on her small white paws she looked up at the warrior, "Who are you anyway? I'm Swankit." She said introducing herself with a slightly better attitude.

[FiveDollarMixtape]

Bearheart slipped into camp, soundlessly and as sneakily as she could, making her way to the fresh-kill pile and depositing the catches she'd made during her hunt. Once done, she darted away towards the edge of the clearing, setting herself along the edge of camp. She lied down, tucking her paws neatly under her chest, watching as the cats in front of her chatted. She paused for a moment as she spotted the kit who was apparently arguing with another warrior, but decided to ignore it - confrontation, she knew, wasn't something she dealt with well, and it seemed like the older she-cat could handle herself against the kit just fine. She turned her eyes away from the pair, curling her tail close to her side, her eyes flicking from group of cats to group of cats to make sure that no one could tell that she was looking at them and look her way.

[Kiramclome]

Sheerpaw looked around dazedly, trying to figure out where his mentor was.
@Hexict
[[I was inactive so long I forgot every roleplay existed ;-; please help me get back into the roleplayyyy]]

[versailles]

Originally Posted by Shivers

Swankit was slightly startled when a white warrior near her began to talk to her. She was about to answer the she-cat's question before she cut her off causing the tiny she-kit to flatten her ears crossly as the warrior rambled on, Who in Starclan's name even is this cat!? Swankit not so patiently waited for her to finish talking. Her white and black-tipped tail flicked grumpily, still annoyed that she got interrupted, as she finally took advantage of the pause to begin to speak, "I don't care where I go! I just wanted to get away from the nursery. Queens are so overbearing!" She grumbled moodily lying down and placing her chin on her small white paws she looked up at the warrior, "Who are you anyway? I'm Swankit." She said introducing herself with a slightly better attitude.

"They just care about you!" The molly said with a joyful laugh. "Have fun while your a kit! It can be a bit boring as a warrior. Sometimes boring as an apprentice too, but that's only somtimes ya know? Other than that it's fun!" Magnoliachaser said getting off topic. Her eyes lit up at the kit introducing herself. "Wow! Swan? That's such a pretty prefix!" She hummed warmly, giving a smile. Not answering,she seemed to zone off for a moment. "I'm Magnoliachaser." The white cat said.

[Mango]

Originally Posted by canine

@Okapi

Dawnsong nodded. Right. She'd almost forgotten about his blindness. "It's my favorite pastime.. And it's not just what I see that I like about it. It's the silence that I love." She smiled at the thought of it. As a matter of fact, the camp was being engulfed in darkness right now. Dawnsong stood suddenly, feeling that it was time to end the conversation. She shook her pelt, stretching her stiff limbs before turning her pale eyes to Pikerunner. "Well, it's time for me to head to the warriors' den," she said,"It was nice talking to you, Pikerunner. We should do it again sometime."

[ Would you like to wrap it up? ]

He nodded,” That is true. I never think about that.”

[gemini]

Originally Posted by FiveDollarMixtape

Bearheart slipped into camp, soundlessly and as sneakily as she could, making her way to the fresh-kill pile and depositing the catches she'd made during her hunt. Once done, she darted away towards the edge of the clearing, setting herself along the edge of camp. She lied down, tucking her paws neatly under her chest, watching as the cats in front of her chatted. She paused for a moment as she spotted the kit who was apparently arguing with another warrior, but decided to ignore it - confrontation, she knew, wasn't something she dealt with well, and it seemed like the older she-cat could handle herself against the kit just fine. She turned her eyes away from the pair, curling her tail close to her side, her eyes flicking from group of cats to group of cats to make sure that no one could tell that she was looking at them and look her way.

what a lovely day! Cottonspirit strutted our of the warriors den his multicolored gaze bright and excited, as he looked around camp he couldn’t help but notice a brown molly deposit a rabbit on the freshkill pile! Ah warm prey! His eyes lit up as Snow White paws crushed the snow beneath them. He swiftly grabbed a small heather blossom from the camp’s wall before grabbing the hare. As he saw the she-cat dart away and sit alone he couldn’t help but smile, maybe she would share. With the purple blossom and rabbit in his mouth he began to walk over to the chocolate cat he dropped the hare and the flower in front of her smiling “Hey, Bearheart right? Seems you had a nice hunt!” he sat next to her his feathery tail wrapping around his paws tucking the flower behind a whit ear. “Want to share?” he meowed in a chipper voice his gaze setting in on the rabbit then drifting back to her as he took a bite.

[Shivers]

Originally Posted by Rosemew

"They just care about you!" The molly said with a joyful laugh. "Have fun while your a kit! It can be a bit boring as a warrior. Sometimes boring as an apprentice too, but that's only somtimes ya know? Other than that it's fun!" Magnoliachaser said getting off topic. Her eyes lit up at the kit introducing herself. "Wow! Swan? That's such a pretty prefix!" She hummed warmly, giving a smile. Not answering,she seemed to zone off for a moment. "I'm Magnoliachaser." The white cat said.

Deep down Swankit did know her parents did just care about her but it didn't make their overbearingness any less frustrating. Swankit's eyes widened in surprise as the white she-cat told her about how boring a warrior could be, "But warriors can go out into the territory and hunt! That doesn't even sound a little boring!" She mewed the longing to be a warrior someday was very evident in her voice. The black and white she-kit was flattered that Magnoliachaser thought her name was pretty, not that she'd tell her that of course, "Thanks" She mewed begrudgingly, "You have a... cool name too." She muttered purposely using the word 'cool' instead of 'pretty'.