WindClan: Life Before 2023's Fire

[MEAT ANGELS]

@Sum

Rabbitleap flicked an ear, staring at the kits playing outside of the nursery. What fun, it seemed. And such cute kits! She wished she could play with them, but, alas, no. She had duties to tend to. The molly licked her paw, drawing it back across her ear. Maybe she did deserve some fun, and would chat with someone else. If anyone wanted to.

[teddy.]

How was he meant to be able to identify every sickness he came across? The kittens were dying. Good morals didnt cost much, but it seemed others didn't agree with that. He rolled his blue eyes and turned back to focus his attention on a cat who was worth his time; Coyotesnarl. The medi-cats words held more meaning to him then any other cat. He felt a tang of guilt in his stomach, making his heart lurch with each of the cats words but the weak coughs and confused words of the small kitten in front of him made Odd remember why he did what he did. "I apologise for bringing an illness in here but it's not exactly like we are trained on what to do... I trust Coyotesnarl to do what needs to be done." He sighed deeply. The awkwardly sized Tom climbed into the nest along with the kittens, offering his body warmth to them once again.

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[Doom]

Originally Posted by Dust

From a distance, she saw the familiar frame of Coldsong, leaping out of the brush to what she hoped was a successful catch! Racing the rest of the way over, she approached, letting loose a heavy sigh as she attempted to catch her breath. Pride was swelling in her chest at the sight of the nice plump rabbit!

"Not.. the worst.. I've seen." She huffed between breaths, a pleasant smile stretched across her wiry features. At the praise of her idea, Aspenbreeze let her chest puff out, her chin tilted upwards in mock stardom. It looked like she was posing for the spotlight, so to speak.

"Thought of it myself!" Delight bubbled in her belly as she ditched her goofy position to lean down and sniff at the prey. "This should top up the fresh kill pile for a bit, want to head back to camp and report in?"

"Wow, well I hope you don't mind if I steal the tactic from ya." Coldsong teased lightly, padding away briefly to retrieve the vole he left by Dead Tree. Once they both had their fresh-kill, the tom signaled her with a nod to follow him back to camp.

He smiled, trying to remember the last time he'd had this much fun hunting...or bonding with someone. "Erh," Coldsong's voice was muffled slightly through the vole's fur, but he was loud enough to be understood. "Let me know when you wanna hunt again, I'm always available."

[Moon Lily]

@wren

Runningpaw felt her chest relax, the tension no longer needed. He was going to help with he disaster of a tail. It looked like it had been stuck in a fire, taken back out, and plucked of most tufts of fur. It wasn't as bad as Coldsong's, thankfully, and the infection didn't hurt as badly as she'd thought it would. She was just glad to get the pesky thing out of her sight.

Trotting towards the medicine cat, she allowed herself to enter the den. The nauseating smell of herbs almost made her want to vomit. He looked happy with himself for forcing an apology on the young, stubborn she-cat, and she hated it. She wanted to swipe that smug look off his face with her claws. But he'd amputate her tail if she did so, so she decided to stand back. At his surprise, she growled. He may have been mad, but she'd wanted to serve her vlan! It was important to her.
"Well, you'd do the same, from what I can see. Besides, it's not that bad." She huffed, eyes narrowing.

[rhi]

Walking with the Marigold.
Whisperheart

Nostrils flared to allow deep breaths. The open plains provided an uninterrupted stream of crisp, cool wind. Scents of budding flowers and greenery carried with the breeze.

Looking out across the plains, Whisperheart squinted her large eyes, focusing on finding soft yellow hues swaying in the wind. The she-cat wiggled her nose and settled under the cover of the tall grass.

She would wait patiently for Coyotesnarl, such a joy as he may be. Despite the short fuse, Whisperheart respected the medicine cat's compassion and dedication to Windclan. The she-warrior parted her mouth slightly, waiting for Coyotesnarl's scent to come to her attention.

@wren

[Moonraven]

Originally Posted by FireSandwich

[ @Moonraven ]

Clover turned her head weakly to the cat that had spoken. ‘I can't speak...Mother will punish me...wait...isn't she..dead..?’ Clover tried to get up, but her legs folded underneath her and she fell back down. ‘Maybe...A little talking is fine...’ “Can't move...” She said hoarsely. When was the last time she had something to drink? She couldn't remember. “Sorry....” She tried to remember the last time she had eaten. It had been two days before the dogs came. Mother and Father had punished her for talking. ‘I'm going to be in so...much trouble.’ She noticed the other cat had caught the mouse. Mouse had been her least favorite food, but now it sounded so delicious. She felt her eyelids growing heavy. ‘I'm sorry that I spoke, Mother....You can punish me all you want when I join you...’ Everything went black.

Twilightstar was debating on what she should do with the mouse as her ears swerved in the direction of weak meals coming from the molly. She really shouldn't bother with this outsider, she wasn't clan so she wasn't Twilightstar's responsibility. Once she passed away, she could get one of her warriors to toss the body into the outskirts. That's what she should do... Ugh! Damn it! She moved with great reluctance as she grasped the mouse in her jaws and walked over to the passed out strange, dropping it by her and then walked off. The leader returns after a while with a leaf full of water, traveling to the river and back was a long walk. She set it down near the mouse and then proceeded to wake the stranger by shaking her. She wasn't dead, Twilightstar could see her chest moving.

Originally Posted by F L I G H T L Y

@Moonraven

He flicked his tail tip. The mouse had gotten away. That was going to be his dinner. Disappointed, the kit turned his head and faced the she cat. He could tell that she was amused by his actions. He looked away from her, gazing down at his paws embarrassed. "I'm fine.." he cooed, keeping his gaze at his paws. The pain in his stomach grew larger. He needed to find food soon or else he'll end up starving. Todd looked up from his paws and onto the she cat. Out of pure curiosity, he asked "Would you by chance have some food on you? I've been traveling for awhile and I haven't really eaten." The kit gave her a toothy smile, hoping she would have something to spare.

Twilightstar sat back on her haunches and licked a paw, drawing it over her face to hide her amusement at the embarrassment seeping off the kit's pelt. "I can catch you something to eat." She purrs, eyes wandering around until they found the mouse he was going after. "In return, I'd like to know your name and what you're doing out here on your own." She didn't wait for his reply as she watched the brown-furred creature sniffing around the ground. She drops into a hunting crouch, paws delicately moving step by step, and pounced. Twilightstar's gotten pretty good at catching these little guys. "Here ya go." Twilightstar picked up the dead prey and dropped it at the kit's paws.

Originally Posted by Estelle

After what had probably been a little bit, Silverkit finally waddled back into camp. Her normally silver and silky fur was somewhat ruffled up and muddy, and there was no hiding that kitten was tired from the walk home. She'd like to believe that someone would've gone back to look for her, but it appeared they didn't, which was somewhat upsetting.
The she glanced around and soon spotted the leader- she had heard about cats having to speak to her when coming back, so that's what she would do. Making her way to her, Silverkit slightly flicked her tail as she looked up to Twilightstar "Tw-twilightstar?" she called from below.
@Moonraven

"Yes?" The raised her head and looked around as her name was called, it took a second for her to look below and spot the young kit. She was too tired for this stuff. Pushing herself to her paws, Twilightstar nimbly jumped off the rock she was sunning on and sat down on the ground in front of the kitten. She looked exhausted and her scent had faded during her time away from the clan, but the face was familiar. "Silverkit." She mew, a frown hardened her features. "You vanished for some time. Where'd you go?"

Originally Posted by Ivyfeather8783

Ripplemouse walked near to the edge WindClan camp, happy to be home. She looked as if she hadn’t eaten in weeks, sorta looking skinny. Seeing Twilightstar, she sat down at the edge of the camp, waiting to talk to her, hoping she would see her. @Moonraven
(Oh god im so nervous..)

The molly had rolled onto her back so that she could warm her belly when her nostrils twitched. Funky stench. Twisting, she returned her paws to the warm stone and picked herself up. She swung her head from side to side and opened her maw to draw in the smell, finally finding the direction it was coming in. Oh, another missing cat. Seeing as it wasn't a threat the leader lowered her hackles and sat back down. She kneads her tail over her back, expecting Ripplemouse to come to her so they could talk. Twilightstar didn't want to walk all the way over there.

[Moonraven]

They actually had a lot discuss today. Sick cats, new cats, old cats, and some ceremonies. Twilightstar turned the jumble of information in her brain into something somewhat organized as she bounced up on to the Breezerock. Let's get down to business.
"Let all old enough to catch their own prey join beneath the Breezerock for a clan meeting." The yowl resonated loudly around the camp before fading as the leader crouched down and wrapped her tail around her paws and waited.

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[Terrestrial]

Sparrowpaw sat in the very front to get a good view.

[Madelaine]

Hickoryfeather heard Twilightstar call a clan meeting, so she padded out of the warriors den. She made her way towards the front of the camp. The senior warrior looked up at the leader and waited for everyone else to show up to the meeting.

[rhi]

Originally Posted by Fae

Coldsong entered the warriors' den and took a seat near the center, setting the batch of colorful feathers down. "Anybody need feathers for their nests? They're a gift from RiverClan." This voice was soft, trying not to waken any warriors who may be napping before their shifts.

[open!]

Whisperheart

Wild and wide eyes laid intently on the whispering plains of the territory beyond the warriors' den. The pale grey she-cat blinked herself back into a present state, muffled mews and hushed tones now surfacing, become discernable.

...feathers for their nests? They're a gift from RiverClan.

Whisperheart's ears flicked and her small head snapped in Coldsong's direction. She wouldn't mind some feathers for her nest; She would do just about anything to get a restful night's sleep.

The she-cat padded shyly over to Coldsong, bowing her head in respectful greeting. "Quite kind of RiverClan to ensure we sleep warm and well, isn't it?" Her monotone delivery of the statement came across cold and emotionless. She nearly visibly winced at the discomfort which was almost tangible in the air.