WindClan: Life Before 2023's Fire

[Jesse]

Originally Posted by tutler

Some days coyote would spend so much time alone he forgot how horribly deformed he appeared to others- this happened to be one of those times. When all the visons and demons everybody was seeing looked exactly like you there was much to worry about. Now that all of this was wearing off he was once again brutally reminded that his face was mangled. He recoiled at the toms harshness, something he wasn’t usually used to being faced with. Most would scramble off in a flustered hurry and blurt out an apology under their breath- however this tom met him with just the same amount of energy. Pure hatred.

It was a surprise to be met with irritation on both sides- in fact stunned he couldn’t quite find a sassy comeback to defend himself. His ears flattened back against his skull as he seemed to be picking at his face with his comment. His tail lashed rather anxiously and he stood meeting his gaze with equal disapproval. ”oh joy, just when I thought elders couldn’t get any better” he looked him up and down. ”Maybe I will or.. you could just get up and go back to your den and we won’t have to take that route” he snorted like an angry dog taking a daunting step in his direction.

He wouldn’t take disrespect from somebody years older then him. He may be old but that never meant he was any wiser. ”So how about you go pick up your meal and drag your sorry old carcass back to bed” he tipped his head to the side gesturing to the hare he’d punted across the clearing in a childlike tantrum. He stood at around his height but just slightly shorter, he let out a puff of breath and thrust his chest out defensively. He felt a breeze brush by the pair running up against the bare pink skin of his wounds making him shiver. ”or would you like to get a closer look?” he snorted again tipping his head back to the hare before dropping to a seat comfortably behind him looking smug as ever.

"Elder?!" Mistyfern gawked. That one stung. Did he really look that old? He had assumed he looked pretty good for his age.. If it weren't for his bum leg, he swore he'd already have gotten up and given him a good, hard thwack to the skull. That was what he told himself at least- in truth, he just wasn't as eager to pick fights as he once had been. He just hated to admit it.

"I ain't that old yet, you little sore." He spat in Coyotesnarl's direction, the taut muscles in his haunches balling up as he grew more agitated by the second. Couldn't this loudmouth just pack it up and move somewhere else? He was certainly spry enough. Or did he just get a kick out of arguing with random cats he decided he didn't much care for? The silvery tom dug his claws into the soil and released a long, tense sigh.

"Oh for Starclan's sake.. Keep running your mouth, kid. This elder'll give you much more than just a screwed up face to worry about." Misty realized ignoring him probably wouldn't do much good. And there was no way he was going to cave in and give the brat what he wanted. All he could do at this point was fight fire with fire, as much as it exhausted him. "I ain't movin', so you'd better get used to the view 'cause you clearly don't have the guts to move me yourself." And that was that. He just hoped Coyotesnarl would get the hint and scram.

[Aroogi]

Originally Posted by Lilyfur2

@Nebby @sunflowerseed

Littlewish frowned, his face crumpling sympathetically. He'd been a victim of the hallucinations as well- he had thought that the entire clan had turned into vicious twolegs. He brushed the small apprentice with his tail, smiling.
"Its all over now, okay?" He mewed, humming softly to sooth Rabbitpaw.

~~~

Runningpaw huddled closer to her brother and his mentor. She glanced up at them both, her face solemn.
"Guys? What if this happens again? What if Windclan is destroyed? What if- what if the clans are destroyed?!"

[ @Lilyfur2 @sunflowerseed ]
"T-the clans? De-destroyed?" Rabbitpaw's eyes grew huge, the whites being seen around his dark blue eyes. "That can't happen! Right??"

[Jesse]

Originally Posted by vermin

"Starclan shouldn't have let this happen in the first place. But, whatever, I'll help to get this place clean again." Shooting a disgust look at the scattered limp bodies and beauty of the camp now ruined by the gore of the red, splattered blood everywhere. "We can dump all the bodies in one big hole to save some time and our energy," he simply remarked not thinking of how the others felt about it.

@Moonraven @BILL. @Fuzzy

“No.” Mistyfern grunted as he wobbled back onto all four paws. “I will not allow you to treat the dead like nothing more than crowfood.” His tone was firm and commanded attention from across the sea of heads. “I will help, but only if it is done properly.” He turned his gaze up to Brightstar, awaiting her final decision.

@BILL. @Fuzzy @Moonraven @vermin

[RedHead]

Flowerpaw narrowed her eyes upon seeing the tom's mangled jaw, from her previous viewpoint she hadn't been able to see it. She wasn't disgusted by it, though it did make the tom look hideous. She was more disgusted by his comment. "I happen to be quite adaptable to harsh weather, thank you very much. If I'm dying, it's not going to be from some stupid weather." She hissed, before angrily standing and moving away from the tom.
@tutler (just so you know her response to him)

Great Starclan, this is such a mess.... She really didn't trust anyone in this clan right now, she hadn't even trusted anyone in the first place. Flowerpaw had become an apprentice right as Blazingstar had died and all of this craziness had happened, so the young cat didn't even have a mentor. The only reason she was still here was because it was a cold and harsh leaf-bare. And Flowerpaw wasn't stupid, she knew she couldn't make it out on her own outside of the comfort of the clan. Is this even a clan anymore?
After another moment of staring around at the camp, Flowerpaw moved towards the exit, glancing back one last time. There wasn't anything she needed here. She knew no one would really notice she was gone, not with all of their own problems they were focusing on. She needed to go to a place where other cats would notice her. Maybe I'll go scout out and see what the other clans are doing. She'd made it all the way to the Shadowclan border that one time, she could do it again. So, without another look back, the small feline slipped out of the camp and onto the windy moor.

[tye]

Fur stood to it's end, he heard a bold, husky voice pronouncing through the crowd. Warblerpaw instantly stood tall, his eyes passed by many pelts until reaching a greyish-blue tom, green bumping heads with his blue eyes. He strained trying to grasp the full view of the feline but too many cats moved around and he stood far away from every cat. "They won't be crowfood if they're underground, fleabrain!" he snapped, yelling out loud. " And news flash, leafbare is here, I'm just being practical to save time and energy if we want an 'ok' winter. It's not like they're going to feel anything, their spirit already left to meet Starclan. We can then hold a big vigil for them." His voice slightly cracked, he cleared his throat and looked away. "I just want this whole mess over with.." Windclan stood at the edge like a hare cornered by a fox ready to be swallowed whole. He can tell some cats felt uncertain to be even part of the clan anymore but not him. There's only one home and that is Windclan. Anyways, he can't fathom the thought of himself living in a stinky damp place like Shadowclan, fish grosses him out so that crosses out Riverclan and Thunderclan who? Never.
@xeno @BILL. @Moonraven

[Jesse]

“Watch your tongue, boy.” Thundered the great blue tom over the dispirited crowd, limping his way in the direction of the voice. As the apprentice came into view, he could feel himself mentally roll his eyes. Of course it was just a kid.. He was too young to understand. Still, it was never too late to learn. “Windclan has survived this long and it will continue to do so! Are we really so pathetic we can’t properly bury our own dead?” He raised his voice loud enough for those around him to hear. “Desperation is no excuse for barbarity!”

@vermin @BILL. @Moonraven

[Moon Lily]

Originally Posted by Nebby

[ @Lilyfur2 @sunflowerseed ]
"T-the clans? De-destroyed?" Rabbitpaw's eyes grew huge, the whites being seen around his dark blue eyes. "That can't happen! Right??"

@Nebby @sunflowerseed

Runningpaw shrugged innocently, eyes just as wide as his.
"Well, I mean, it could." She mewed casually, smirking. She glanced in Littlewish's direction, then flinched as the tom glared at her.
"What!?"

~~~

Littlewish shook his head.
"I sometimes wish you could be quieter..."

[Moonraven]

@vermin @Fuzzy @xeno @BILL.
The fawn gray molly turned to look at the rather vocal apprentice as he raised his voice and spoke of dumping all their clanmates in a large hole. She shuttered at the thought, it sounded extremely disrespectful to her. Yet at the same time, digging individual graves for lost clanmates would not only be time-consuming but exhausting. However, even as lackadaisical as she was, Twilightshine was willing to ensure that her clanmate had a proper burial and morning as was traditional and expected of a clan cat.

As Mistyfern spoke loudly against the idea, she could see his point. Just burying their clanmates in a large hole like they were tossing out the remains of crowfood was not something she wanted to do. It wouldn't sit well with her, she'd feel guilty and disgusted with herself in the end. She doubted those in the stars would be very pleased with them. Her emerald eyes drifted back to the crowd of cats as Mistyfern darted over to Warblerpaw. He wasn't pleased, but Twilightshine could understand Warblepaw to a point wanting this mess to be over and done with. Still, Mistyfern was right there was no excuse for laziness, to just toss their clanmates in a hole to be done with it was wrong.

"Calm down, arguing isn't going to help anyone," Twlightshine called out without any heat in her voice. "As much time and energy as it will take, giving our clanmates a proper burial is a right thing to do. Dead or alive, they are still a part of our clan and have served the clan well and will continue to do so in Starclan. The least we can do is give their bodies a respectful farewell despite how tiring and long it takes. I'm sure they'd do the same for any of us if the roles were reversed. Or at least that is what I believe." Even though her tone of voice remained flat and dull, there was a sharp conviction in the deputy's words. Still, she wasn't the leader and would leave the final decision to Brightstar.

[tye]

"Well-!," he snapped back to face whoever dared to confront him that is..until he saw how huge and muscular the tom was. He practically was towering over him. Now where did this cat come from, am I blind or something?! The blue tom stuck out like a sore thumb comparing to the rest. Not that bad looking either. And, he didn't want to admit it, though, just his deep voice alone made him a bit timid. Warblerpaw averted his glare elsewhere, only giving him a cold side eye. "W-whatever..old geezer," he muttered. Warmth flooded his ears and heated up his pelt in embarrassment. Honestly, it's the first time he felt this way and it ticked him off. He 'tsk' loudly enough for the blue tom to hear and lifted his paw, drawing his tongue to groom his fur to hide the shame. But being his stubborn self, the apprentice still spoke a few words that he stands by. "I just think it's smarter to do it my way is all," his puffy tail twitched in the air. "It will take forever to dig many holes."
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[Jesse]

Mistyfern reluctantly obeyed Twilightshine and backed off with an indignant snort. She was right. It wasn’t worth getting into a quarrel with an apprentice. He nodded in silent agreement as she spoke, all the while shooting sidelong glares at Warblerpaw to make sure he was listening. “Finally, someone somewhat reasonable.” He grumbled, flicking droplets off his whiskers.

The tom turned back to Warblerpaw to ask him if he’d picked up any of Twlightshine’s speech, but instead found himself perplexed by the apprentices reaction. What was his deal? He looked like he’d seen a ghost. Well, maybe he had.. There were an awful lot of corpses around. Mistyfern was unprepared for the next words to come out of the apprentices mouth. Geezer?! Geezer?! That was worse than elder! Mistyfern let out a hurt yelp and stomped his paw in the mud. “Geezer?! I am NOT that old! What is wrong with you people?!” He lashed his bristling tail, resisting the urge to smack the kid upside the face. “Doing the right thing can be hard sometimes! But taking the easy way out is for cowards.” He knew that better than anyone..
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