WindClan: Life Before 2023's Fire

[Madelaine]

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Timberfur sat in camp, feeling nervous wit all these cats walking around. He was used to them since he was born here, but it still freaked him out. The fluffy large yellow tabby tom stood up and walked over to the fresh kill pile. He pulled out the smallest piece of food for himself. Timberfur went back to his spot and sat down, placing his food in front of him.

[Radetzky]

-Hawkkit-
The tiny tabby kit were lying in his nest, pressing himself to his mom. The warmth from her belly comforted him and he purred. The kit, Hawkkit, rolled over onto his belly and sneezed as some moss touched his tiny nose. He jumped up and fluffed out his fur as the piece of moss flew up in the air. He lashed his tail and leaped towards the piece of moss, but missed it and landed clumsy on the floor again. He stared at the piece of moss that now had landed again. He lay down beside his mom again, but with his eyes still on the piece of moss, in case it tried to attack again.
[ @PebbleStorm ]

[Ever]

Lupinegaze eyed the tom carefully as he approached, tail swishing around the kits as if to shield them from the unknown. Then back away with a quick jerk. Why was she feeling so strange? She glared at the small lumps and lifted her eyes with a sharp snort at Quicksilver's words.

"They're kind of gross. I don't really know what I expected." She said with a sigh, glancing over the tom's pretty silver pelt. At least the kits would be beautiful when they grew. Though none more beautiful than her.
@RedHead

[The Shadow Flower]

DuskWing would gently remove the moss from his nose.
"You have nothing to worry about, HawkKit." Shed curl her tail around her tiny kit to comfort him. @Radetzky

[Radetzky]

Hawkkit curled up against his mother, and realized just how tired he was. He opened his tiny mouth in a yawn and closed his eyes. The warmth from his mother and her tail wrapped around him comforted him.
"Good night mama.." He mumbled and let sleep carry him away.
[ @PebbleStorm ]

[Moonraven]

Twilightstar was glad to see that Brindlejaw understood where she was coming from that was all she wanted. She could see that becoming the deputy had been a big change from his normal day to day life, she believed he'd get used to it. She could relate to the whole drama issues, the leader loathed drama as well, but it was never-ending in this clan. It seemed to get worse the higher the rank. Her ears twitched as she heard and then saw Cowpaw as he stepped halfway in the den. "You are free to go." She tells the deputy, narrowing her eyes on the small kit the apprentice had brought with him.
"Where did you find a kit?" She directed her question at Cowpaw, ignoring the kitten for a moment. It was rare apprentices ever brought her cats to join. She wasn't upset with it she was more apathetic. Twilightstar might have to talk to Lionstar consider he 'order' his unwanted kitten to join her clan. The leader was aware that her clan was as close to a dump as one could get but that didn't give him the right to dispose of all of his trashy cats here.
@Shimm @vermin @amber'light

[CheetahPelt]

Originally Posted by Shimm

Songbird drew her two sons closer and covered her tail over them before she looked up at the two toms. "I suggest that you both take this out of the nursery! I do not need my kits to experience this." She hissed through her gritted teeth, eyes narrowed. The molly turned her attention back to Charkit and Reedkit, her voice quiet and velvety like. "It's okay my Loves, Mama is here." Nuzzling each with affection that was sweeter than honey.

@CheetahPelt @Jane @mochi

@mochi


Whitesong noted his words "mess with you around the lady". He knew that Creekrunner would be back, and with more taunts for the white tom.
He dreaded when it happened. He held his tongue, swallowing the hiss that rose in his throat at the receding sight of the other warrior.

When the cheeky warrior left, Whitesong scrunched up his nose, standing there for a moment, before heaving a sigh. He met Songbird's djon yellow eyes and lowed his head.

"I'm sorry."

His voice was a rumble in his chest.

He knew that he shouldn't have acted that way. Especially when Songbird and her kits were nearby. But he couldn't stop himself, Creekrunner was trying to enrage him, and the gentle white tom was turned quickly on edge.

"I shouldn't have reacted that way around your new kits."

It was like a spirit of anger had taken over the normally peaceful tom, though in the back of his head Whitesong knew that if the spotted queen wasn't nearby, he would have taken pleasure in raking his claws over the other tom's ears.

He would have felt bad about it after the fact.

Whitesong may have been more jealous then he let on.

He raised his gaze to meet Songbird's eyes still covered in a glaze of sadness. This was the cat that Songbird had had kits with?

"I'm usually more levelheaded, but knowing that he took pleasure in taunting me..." He paused, pondering for a moment. "It still doesn't excuse me."

[Fawn]

Originally Posted by Shimm

"If I'm not hard on myself then who will be?" The deputy sighed, a long and tired one. His lanky limbs scuffled the ground and picked up the prey and delivered a swift death. "Twilightstar needs a good deputy." That was all the tom said with a rabbit dangling from his mouth. "Care to join me in a hunt or do you prefer to be alone?" Getting up and stretching the tortoiseshell looked at Roanfeather.

@Dipper

[[sorry again for bein late on this]]

"Don't be hyper-vigilant," she chided but it was light, offering the beginnings of a smile. "Sounds like you're getting a lot of flack from the rest of the Clan, so you can afford to be kind to yourself." Roanfeather was one to talk, and she knew it was hypocritical of her to tell Brindlejaw to ease off with the self-deprecation. Perfectionist attitudes would be the death of them even if they knew it was unhealthy. Eyebrows knitting, she commented as if it were plain as day, "Yeah, that's why she chose you."

The hunting proposition perked her ears, posture straightening. "I don't usually hunt with anyone else," she admitted. She was accustomed to long hunts that she wouldn't ask of a clanmate, but.. it did get lonely out there, so she shrugged. "Hey, why not. Seems like it's meant to be anyway." She gestured to the prey they'd both been after, joking. "Feel free to lead the way."

[cmdR_Paige]

@Shimm (Sorry I took so long, I was at work!)

"I-I'm sorry, sir," Wolftail lowered his voice. "I didn't see it. I'm just worried about whatever it could have been." He cleared his throat. "C-could we at least send a search party or something? Just in case someone might really be in trouble?"

[tye]

His ears rang from all the bird's constant screeching as they battled. Everything was a blur , all he can recall was his claws digging into feather and flesh while two things repeated in his head. Bring me down, bring me down and if we lose this prey, their will be empty bellies for Windclan. He could've just bite down on it's talons so he can set himself free but desperation clung onto the calico's fur besides the flying beast. He blacked out for a moment, thinking he's either entering Starclan or the Dark Forest for his repulsive sin that's been burning deep into his heart. Slowly prying open his eyes to darkness his heart dropped like a rock. "Is..Is this the Darkforest?" he murmured fearfully. Pushing away that weighed on top of him light shone brightly again, staring up into the blue sky. His chest reeled in a deep breath, exhaling out all the air thanking the stars that he's warm and breathing. I'm alive. Warblerpaw dragged his blue gaze over to the dead hawk. It's wings spread out with black eyes staring endlessly. Hearing Owlpelt and Leopardflare's voice, he called out, "I'm okay, I'm..." voice trailing off as his world slowly spiraled. It's like his back was set on fire. Blinking, feeling more dizzy the last thing he saw was the ground as he fell into unconscious.

@GrapeGalaxy @Kitty Mama