WindClan: Life Before 2023's Fire

[mochi]

@Early

Rosepaw
Thank. The. Stars. Rosepaw's ears perked immediately as he heard the concerned call of what he assumed to be a WindClan warrior. "A-ha!" Rosepaw snapped loudly, jumping to his paws and wincing as the burr poked painfully at the tender skin at his stomach. "You!" He barked, striding towards the source of the call with long legs as he came to a stop in front of the tabby she-cat. "Do I look alright to you?" He pulled up his lip sarcastically as he spoke, gesturing to his grossly matted fur with a lack-luster tail. "I'm a complete mess!" He huffed, then leveled haughty green-yellow eyes on the warrior and the sarcasm seemed to fade. At least a bit. "But thanks to you, now I can get back to camp and clean myself up without having to worry about a freaking coyote snapping at my tail." He huffed again, lashing his tail behind him in heated annoyance.

He was grateful to the she-cat for finding him, but at the moment the only thing he wanted to do was clean up his fur, get out that stupid burr, and take a nice long nap. One that wasn't in a rabbit hole.

[tye]

Coldsong's voice started to dig deep into the calico's ears breaking through his 'ignoring wall' with brute force. Rolling his eyes at the warrior, he hissed under his breath and faced the other way. Always got to be something with this damn clan. And he's surely working through his fur! Warblerpaw opened his maw to only clamp it down quickly. Drama free, drama free. He listened to the others especially Foxpudge as his voice amplify through the crowd. After his words, there was a minute of silence and that's when the apprentice spoke up. "And what if this experienced cat doesn't..return?" he asked curiously.

[ @Moonraven , @bill ]

[BEAR.]

"And what if both cats didn't return?" Foxpudge asked Warblerpaw in return. "There's a risk in everything we do, but we can't afford to spread ourselves too thin. Having a single cat that is capable of taking care of themselves not only reduces the potential loss, but also means they can get things done faster. The less cats you have involved in this task, the less they'll be dragged back by those who aren't as.. motivated to do this."

[ @vermin ]

[tye]

His mind ran across the point slowly nodding his head. "Touché," he replied. "A risky mission for a certain Windclanner," more like a sacrifice but he wouldn't dare say that out loud. Some cat has to do it and luckily it ain't him.. that's for sure. "Purr~fect! So, which darling wants to volunteer?!" looking at many eyes then he 'oops' looking back up at Twilightstar. "I mean- it's the leader's picking after all." Warblerpaw wonder who will be up for the dangerous task?
[ @BILL. , @Moonraven ]

[Moonraven]

Oh grand, she had been afraid that she'd have to run around with Racconcloud if he missed the bouncing prey. She slowly made her way across the open land to close the distance between her and the warrior. Twilightstar lowered her head in a faint dip wordlessly acknowledging the tom's thanks. "You might have it would have just taken a longer, but I'm sure you would have caught it at some point." The lilac molly replied with a glance at the hare. She wasn't exactly modest but had trouble taking gratitude at point-blank. "Have you seen anything else besides the hare out here?" She questioned, fighting the urge to curl her tail around her diminutive paws. She was going to have to keep moving if she didn't want to freeze the pads off her feet. As much as she wanted to get to Shadowclan's border, if she could help out with hunting and fetching prey she'd feel a little more accomplished with something.
@Deranged Llama

[Jynx]

@Moonraven

"You might have it would have just taken a longer, but I'm sure you would have caught it at some point." Raccooncloud twitched his light brown tail tip happily at his leader's subtle confidence in his hunting ability and gave a grin. He was happy to be contributing to WindClan's prey stock; sometimes the young warrior felt like he was a disappointment to his clan when it came to hunting. He wasn't always as aware of his surroundings as a good hunter needed to be, and tended to scare off his prey with clumsy movements and careless noises more than he actually caught then. He would get distracted by a passing bird and accident dislodge a rock, or would notice a patrol across the border and would trip and stumble because he wasn't putting his paws. Despite his ungratefulness, Raccooncloud always meant well, and always tried his hardest to control his distracted thoughts and wandering gaze.

As he looked past Twilightstar, spotting a sparrow flying across the pale blue sky, he heard her speak again. "Have you seen anything else besides the hare out here?" Quickly returning her gaze with his own pale green one, Raccooncloud shook his head. "No other hares..." he meowed, whiskers twitching slightly in mischievousness. "But I've seena lot of things so far. The sun, the clouds, the sky," The skinny brown tom was grinning cheekily as he meowed, but his cheerful look was replaced by a slightly exaggerated thoughtful and serious disposition. "Ya know, now that you mention it, I did come across another cat." Raccooncloud paused a moment, an openly puzzled look on his face, imitating one who was trying to remember details that were elusive and out of reach. "Let me see, I think she had green eyes, fluffy light coloured fur... I think I might have seen her before" The tom's voice was light, and his eyes sparkled brightly as he described Twilightstar as the other he happened across. After all, she had asked if he had seen anything else. She didn't really specify what or when he had seen it.

The young tom was sometimes a joker, even with his clan leader. He knew a fair share of cats were intimidated by her, but Raccooncloud decided to talk with her as he would any other cat. Just because she was a leader didn't mean she didn't have a sense of humor; she wasn't all that different, but for her status. He always tried to be respectful, but could't help his carefree, happy-go-lucky personality at times.

[Kitty Mama]

Originally Posted by hxneysuckle

[ @Fae @Kitty Mama ]

Bramblebear narrowed her eyes to the obnoxiously loud warrior, a frown tilting upon her lips. She flicked her tail dismissively, resisting the rather strong urge to roll her eyes. "Bramble take care of self. Bramble doesn't need advice," she stated, punctuating the final word with a growl. The silver molly turned back to Cranepaw, examining the tom. "Bramble train apprentice good," she said, "Go slow if need." Bramblebear gave a nod of affirmation to her own words. If the apprentice was too anxious, she'd show as much sympathy as she could, and train him slowly. Only going as far as he was comfortable with. She may be blunt... but she wasn't a heartless monster!

Cranepaw looked quickly between Coldsong and Bramblebear, unconsciously shuffling closer to her. "Wait, th-that was advice?" he half-whispered to her, voice coarse. Dare he think it, Coldsong sure had a funny perception of things...mostly himself. A flicker of hope lit in him at the thought of actual training, not just some cat spouting orders and expecting that to go over perfectly. It was refreshing, a chance to start anew! "Really?" he squeaked out. "If you don't mind, that'dbenice!" The last words rushed together with his eye-twitch acting up, and he inwardly promised that he'd do his best for her. Addressing her last question, he replied, "I don't know alot... not anything. Co-oldsong tried but h-he," Cranepaw dropped his meow to a whisper, "errr, his advice is about as good as h-his teaching."

[BEAR.]

With being ordered to stay in camp, Foxpudge was getting a bit bored..

So he decided to make the most of his time in the confinements of the clearing, collecting twigs and any discarded leaves and moss he could find throughout the snowy glade.

He felt like he had a good collection after a while, enough for him to fiddle around with until he thought he had a decent replica of the Clan's camp. The nursery.. the warriors den.. a large pebble for the Breezerock, some mossy sticks for Mistyfern's den. He poked a hole into the snow to simulate the apprentice den, slipping in a tiny shred of moss for 'bedding'.

The wonders of being a warrior in a dying Clan, talents left to wither away as he awaited sweet release from custody.

[Kitty Mama]

Originally Posted by Moonraven

The she-cat gave a loud yawn as she forced her paws into action. Honestly, it was one thing after another! This clan was going to make her work herself to death. Twilightstar raised her head from its resting place against her chest to take notice of where it was she was going. Her eyes found the thin mouthy apprentice she was looking for in the training moor. It was nice to see that Lynxsight didn't waste any time in following orders. "Change in plans," the desensitized voice meowed as she stopped beside Warblerpaw "Leopardflare slipped out of camp... again so he won't be accompanying you for training. I will." She was going to have to rethink Warblerpaw's mentor at this rate. The tom was already proving to be undependable.
This was such a drag. Her attention was drawn to the happy go lucky Goatpaw, he was cute in an annoying gnat kind of way. If only she had been as chipper as he was when she was an apprentice she probably wouldn't have gone through the numerous mentors that she had. The leader took a seat, she wasn't in the mood to actually train she was here to more or less supervise and make sure Warblerpaw was playing nice.

@mochi @Early @vermin
[Kitty's swamped with rps that need replying to so Twilight's stepping in to assist.]

Leopardflare went with the patrol to the training moor with his usual distaste for authority but the sense of adventure quickly distracted him. "Lovely day to be out," he idly made conversation since it wouldn't scare away the prey they weren't hunting, the prey that didn't even live in Windclan anymore. "You don't have to do that!" he told Warblerpaw. "Though it is flattering! But your fur is probably going to get messed up training anyways." It reminded him that he should give his fur a couple licks, couldn't be caught looking like that!
To Twilightstar, he said, "Yeah, because that's what you told me to do. How else do I get to this training moor, is there some underground tunnel?" He joked, then his expression drooped when he realized she didn't seem to recognize him. All that leader-stress was getting to her, but that made sense, she always had been lazy. "Also, I'm right here... I'm Leopardflare, remember?"
((no it's okay)) @vermin @mochi @Early @Moonraven

[Kitty Mama]

Originally Posted by Fae

Coldsong's ears swerved back as Mistyfern started yapping nonsense at him, along with...whatever Bramblebear said. His pelt heated as that last part about impressing Twilightstar...how did he....oh, what did he know! He can't make those statements in front of the leader like that! "Great Skies, no! I ain't trying to impress anybody...! And don't get your tail in a twist, I was merely curious. According to tradition – medicine cats, unless busy, should be present during Clan meetings, and by that, I assume both should be here...but excuse me for prying."

And just as if on cue, Coyotesnarl emerged out of the blue. "Missed you?" Coldsong snorted, working up a harsh laugh. "You wish." His tail lashed over his paws as he took a seat, and he turned his attention back toward Twilightstar. Stars, could these medicine cats be any more disrespectful?! He was through with them. They don't deserve his attention, anyway!

Listening in on the feedback about pushing hunting patrols toward the outskirts, Coldsong perked his ears. "Not a bad idea, Twilightstar. Leafbare has been pretty tough on us this year, but pushing the hunting patrols to the outskirts will definitely add more to the kill-pile." His ear twitched when Foxpudge pitched the scouting idea, and while he was interested in volunteering, he held his tongue as Silverdust spilled his concerns. And as much as he wanted to throw himself up to the task, Coldsong couldn't help but agree. "Hmph. I think if the right cat is sent for the job, then a bunch of outsiders won't be much of a problem...but if you're that concerned about it, how about a buddy-scout system? Send out two cats at a time to scout the area. There, problem solved."

@Blissie Bliss @Vessel @SilentLamb @Xeno @BILL. @Shimm @Vessel @mochi @Early @psyche @Deranged Llama @vermin @Xeno @wren @Kitty Mama @Solstice_X @hxneysuckle, @Moonraven

Leopardflare listened to the talking, and the talking, and then there was more talking and talking. What was with all the talking? They were just talking in circles while not taking any action, what kinda leisurely meeting was this supposed to be? Somebody ought to whip out the catmint for such an occasion, it wasn't like they were getting anything done! And how long had this dragged on? Blah blah obligated to be here blah blah, warrior duty... was he supposed to chime in? Raising his head like a deer in the headlights, Leopardflare glanced around and tried to catch what others were saying in hopes he could respond similarly. The repeated voice of Coldsong kept assaulting his ears... humm... Leopardflare slid up closer behind him, the usual grin on his face. "PSSST! Hey, hey sunshine boy," he whispered to get his attention. "Hey, would'ya mind catching me up on what this is about? You're loud, so you know what's going on, right? I don't get the whole 'discussion'." He couldn't catch prey worth a dang, but maybe politics were his thing!