WindClan: Life Before 2023's Fire

[~RooRoo~]

What. Why do you look so gloom. Do you want to be involved? We can ask to be their kits! If they are playing that is. Goldkit stared at Frostkit actully wanting to join this. @Mentallyunstable

[Leucos]

@space ace.

Ears flicking with a sigh , Skypaw shook his head. Man some of this was confusing . Huffing the tom entered the clearing ..again . That's when he spotted Bushpaw, oof..he looked like he was crawling up the trees!funny shouldn't his punishment have ended by now? Head tilting the tom inched forward . wait is it still bushkit?...or is it bushpaw now...
"hey bushpaw? Wanna...play? If that's anything you do.." they can't always be bickering at each other . Right?

[Mango]

Originally Posted by Lynxpaw

Eaglepaw stopped smiling and stared at his paws.

Basilpaw glanced at him unsure of what to do and asked,” uhh...what should we talk about“

[teddy.]

Originally Posted by wren

Any other day of the week Wolfbound would’ve jumped into defending her home and assaulting an intruder with as many leading questions as possible but she couldn’t help but feel sheepish. She looked harmless, like a little baby lamb. Sweet and fair with good intentions. She wondered than if you could tell these sorts of things based on 30 seconds of just staring at each other. Probably not. The blue ticked tabby took another step toward the she cat her tail curling over her back. She wasn’t exactly nervous but she wasn’t settled either... those eyes.. she couldn’t stop staring.

“Pretty enough? Not sure if I should take offense to that” She felt her heart flutter. The she cat had her wrapped around her paw like a string. What was happening. Normally she was the one to flirt and make suggestions through the way she spoke, this was all quite terrifying to think about. Where was her edge? Where was her.. charming attitude?

Once the molly had shaken herself clean and doused her in a healthy layer of dust she fought the urge to sneeze, for she was a big brooding cat but her sneezes sounded like that of a kittens. Just as she was trying to regain composure and wriggle the dust from her muzzle the she cat shot another winner her way. It was enough to nearly take Wolf right off her paws. She was absolutely floored. “Hey now” she almost had to warn herself to not get too caught up. She climbed up the grassy embankment to join her. “You’ve gotta slow your roll lassy-“ Lassy? Who the hell says that. “Don’t go saying things you’ll regret” it was harmless to return the banter right? Nobody was here... right? She crossed in front of the molly putting her body between her and the rest of the territory.

@Scum

The moons Houndsong had spent jumping across the roofs of the bright cityscape had left her foreign to the ways of the clan cats that she was once herself. "Well, Lassy, are you going to make me regret it?" She winked her sun kissed eyes, enjoying how flustered the other was trying to avoid becoming.

Houndsong didn't linger to find out the answer. She wasted no time, trotting off again as she headed towards the stream the ran through the moor.

"Come along if you like but I'm not going to force you, little buttercup!" Wolfbound was far from a buttercup and even further from being little but a part of Houndsong hoped it would entice the warrior, infuriate her! Houndsong looked away as a smirk plastered her lips. She picked up the pace of her trotting.

[Mango]

Originally Posted by ~RooRoo~

Nothing. It’s you! Seakit nuzzled his... mate. (Sorry @Zesty Mango

Gullkit gave a smile this is fun having a mate, no wonder warriors take mates she declared,” Your being an okay mate.“

[cloudii]

Originally Posted by chaton

Reedpaw watched as Cloudfluff flawlessly demonstrated her hunting process. It was on a strand of heather, but nonetheless, the apprentice was impressed. "Wow! That's amazing! I can't wait to try that on a real rabbit. There's no way it could fail!" Reedpaw trotted joyfully as he followed Cloudfluff a bit further out into the moor, noticing she was scenting around for rabbits. Maybe he could be helpful! Reedpaw copied her, opening his mouth to better catch the scents of the moor. It took some time for anything to come... but as a breeze came from the east, Reedpaw's ears perked. Rabbit. He'd scented rabbit before when eating it, so the smell was quite familiar. Turning to Cloudfluff with his eyes widened, he pointed in the direction that the wind came from with a paw. "I scented some rabbits from over there! Let's go, we can do this!" Reedpaw trotted around his mentor excitedly, this would be his first proper hunt!

Cloudfluff smiled when Reedpaw complimented her hunting move. "Thank you." The molly saw his ears pick, then a waft of rabbit scent hit her nose. "Nice job scenting." She whispered, and started to pad towards the scent. "If the scent was carried to you by the breeze, we're downwind." When Cloudfluff saw the rabbits, she chased a few of them away, towards Reedpaw, and leaped onto one of them, killing it with a neat bite. The other rabbits by her fled just before she slammed her paws down. The only rabbits left were the two by Reedpaw. She nodded, and positioned herself in away that if the rabbits ran away, she could probably catch them.

[Moonraven]

She was tired of this. Even after she finally got the answer out of Whispertail once he was done leading her on an endless tale, she was tired. She cared nothing for Goldkit apology. One extra moon stuck in the nursery was the leader being kind. They had both lied to her and that was all that really matters right this second. "Out, both of you." She snaps, all patience with them lost. She as not going back on Goldkit's punishment and she'd figure out what she wanted to do with Whispertail once her head stopped pounding.
@~RooRoo~ @Hazel Nut

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She fights off her smile as the Parasite proves her assumption of him having no clue what a gopher was and goes for the mouse. He was really stuck on this loneliness thing, Twilightstar thought the kit had a sibling. Why doesn't he hang out with her instead of worrying about her loneliness? It wasn't like it was killing her anything.
The leader looks over to her mother as comments, it was nice to know that she wasn't the only one who found the Parasite bothersome. Yet it seemed she kind of liked him as well. It's weird, the kit had some sort of charm about him even though Twilightstar wanted to tear out his tongue half the time. She fights the urge to both lean away and lean into her mother as the older she-cat settles down behind her. Midnightstalker had long ago lost the warm milk scent that she used to carry. Besides growing older she still gave off the same reassuring safety sensation that all most mothers seemed to give their kits. As much as Twilightstar wanted to embrace it, she knew that it wouldn't last long. Everyone leaves her someday, her mother would be today.
Twilightstar parts her maw to parrot a positive answer to her mother's nagging but shuts up when she heard Parasite's name and apprentice put together. She was kidding, right? Midnightstalker couldn't be serious. Why the hell would she make that dolt her apprentice? Training cats required more work then she already had to be doing. She's unable to even ask her mother to rethink this since the source of all her troubles was already coming back.
Twilightstar might have growled at him if she hadn't noticed the rabbit he was carrying. Damn it! Now she couldn't even be mad at him for ruining her life. Stupid Parasite. Always going above and beyond even though she wanted a damn mouse!
"Thank you." she meows with a hint of warmth in her voice, both to appease her mother who'd step on her tail if she didn't be polite and the other was because she was somewhat grateful for him. As Midnightstalker gets up to grab the rabbit, Twilightstar flops down to lay on her side and puts a paw over her face.
"I'll find Honeypaw a new mentor, but I'm perfectly fine taking care of myself. I don't need looking after either. I don't need any friends, Parasite is more than enough for me to handle." Seriously, any friends of Parasite would mostly just make her more bonkers. "If you're leaving go away."
@Arie @Undertaker

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Twilightstar didn't understand why no one wanted to get overthrown at least once in their life. The thought of having someone go through the trouble and plan her demise made her feel like an actual threat. Trying to figure out who was planning the coup could be a lot of fun... it was too bad Twiligthstar already assigned Rushingmoor to overthrow her.
"I'm sure the tailless will be fine...mostly. If they burn the clan to the ground, that's their problem, not mine. I plan to not be in charge by then." she gives a nonchalant shrug of her shoulders. It would suck for them.
"Great." she purred, pleased that he was so willing to entertain her less intelligent orders. She could feel this bubble in her chest, growing in size, it hadn't popped yet so she could not say what was held inside. Odd. "I look forward to it all."
Her facial expression went back to puzzled and a little astonished hearing him say courting. The bubble burst and caused another bout of unexpected laughter that has her leaning down to catch her breath. That was hilarious. No one and she means no one, would want to court her. She'd make a terrible mate. She didn't even want to be her own mate.
"That funny." she snickered, shaking her head. "What do flowers have to do with courting?" The leader asked more to herself than him. It made no sense. Why would anyone get her flowers, she'd much rather get a juice rabbit or some fish. She's always wanted to try fish. If flowers were symbols of love then it meant love died rapidly considering how quickly flowers do. Hmm...she wondered if other plants or things had meant that she wasn't aware of.
"Do rocks have some hidden meaning to them about courting too?" Twilightstar would have to go find some mate expert... did WindClan have a resident Casanova or flirt? She might investigate that on her own time. "If I hit the tailless multiple times you never know. They might acquire an extra brain cell or two. If so I believe the concussion would be worth it." Maybe she will take a rock over a flower.
"You can get me some feathers instead of a flower if you are concerned about the clan's chatter." She offered after a second. "I will not be happy, but I'll take some feathers." Feathers were horrible and so distracting. Twilightstar didn't really care if the clan thought the tom was courting her, she knew he was not and that's all that matter. Yet, she wasn't out and about as much as Rushingmoor she'd feel - troubled if rumors or gossip caused problems for him.
"I could ask Snarls to throw me a coup and he'd probably do it with great joy. However, I don't think he's going to be happy no matter who stands in my place. He's a hard cat to please." He fussed about everything thing, it was so bothersome. Yet at the same time, she knew he had some merit to his complaints even if she didn't like them.
"Yes, yes, we wouldn't want any slackers becoming one of the fives." She grins as the tom bounces like she just told him he was the greatest in the world. He really was like a big kit. Not even close to what he portrayed himself as on a normal day. Thinking of lazy, Twilightstar really wished she had asked Brightsky before she vanished or died, where the hell she was, why she picked her.
"Can WindClan cats tunnel?" She asked since it was almost cute in the way her Parasite was cute. "I believe I've heard stories on it from the elders' but I've never actually seen a WindClan cat go underground before." So she was unable to say if it was true or not. If they didn't they should learn how to it might be a battle advantage in the future.
@Beau

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This was going to be one of those really long talks that were going to drain her both mentally and physically. She knew it, butting heads with Coyotesnarl as of late has lost if fun and has become downright vicious. It made her feel disgusting inside. Like something was festering and rotting in her gut. She didn't want to go back and forth with him, not really. However, if he had a bug up his ass he shouldn't have come here trying to take it out on her. She wondered which it would be, her head would implode or her appetite utterly lost. Twilightstar dislike both considering getting aid for them would result in yet another unwanted confrontation with him? Was this her fault? Maybe, maybe not. It hurt to think.
She bites her tongue to keep from retorting to his comment about strength yet again. Every since freaking Clan needed a strong leader, that's all the clan felt the needed, not smart, not cunning, only strong. Physically Twilightstar was anything but that, but she felt her presence was enough to keep order in the clan and WindClan seemed to be faring well as is. So why did she need to be something she didn't believe in. Strength was fleeting.
There he goes again with the failing thing. Compared to where they were during leafbare, Twilightstar didn't think she was failing the clan at all. The clan was pretty peaceful and doing better than the former leaders. She didn't fully understand how she was failing without him explaining it to her in detail. How was she fail and what she should do to make sure she wasn't.
Then there was Brindlejaw, that hit a nerve, a small one but a neve. She was getting the feeling that he was merely passing blame. However, Brindlejaw did play some fault in how the whole thing was handled. She'd come to the conclusion sooner or later that Brindlejaw really wasn't fit to take over leadership. He was struggling, perhaps even more so then she and Coyotesnarl. If she added together the amount of his failing compared to his successes.... well there was no doubt that he'd be crushed underneath the pressure that came with being a clan leader.
Still, as much as she wanted to ask if he had spoken with Brindlejaw or really anyone before taking command, she leaves it alone. Nothing good would come from trying to understand what's already been done. She did almost want to laugh when he stresses about leading the entire clan singlehandedly, yeah! Wasn't as fun nor as easy as it looked, but he had a point it not being his job it had been Brindlejaw's.
Even so, it wasn't hard to tell that she tired of the talk in the past. She could not recall most of what he was saying anyway since she had not been there. What she did recall was that even though her deputy had been incompetent, ShadowClan's had not been, it rubbed her wrong a little thinking about it. If they're going to get technical about it, she'd have to talk to Beastspark, but she recollected him saying that he had taken half her clan and that Coyotesnarl had taken the other. No one was sent anywhere. Coyotesnarl hadn't been utterly alone. Plus, Irisflame had still been Irispaw back then, no extra help besides some ShadowClan warriors. She must have an apprentice now though considering how he meowed about trusting two of them. Twilightstar was sure she'd hear of it from Icestar at the next gathering.
"I will try to work on talking more with the clan." She finally speaks as the topic is changed to something more present. "I'm not good with socializing, I've never been good with socializing. But as I've said I will try to slowly work on it." In truth, she didn't understand the point in it. All the clan had to do was as she said and everything would be mostly fine....usually. Why did she need to know her cats? It was too risky for her. "Trusting, respected, inspiring, that is not me. However, maybe your right there. Perhaps removing myself as the leader would be more beneficial for WindClan....or it might not." she muses, "I can not train a deputy with skills that I don't have. I was barely a deputy myself for a full moon before becoming a leader. I stepped into paw steps that I wasn't ready for and..." she sounds sour about that as she trails off glancing down at her paws.
She should have never taking that position as a deputy in the first place. Twilightstar knew she had been cut out for it. She wasn't cut out for this either from what Coyotesnarl said. Frustration wells in her chest but she's not sure why. She had been a half-baked warrior, a horrible deputy, and apparently a worse leader. She didn't think she could be whatever wanted her to be, no that wasn't right. It was because she didn't want to be. To be a good leader who knew how to talk to everyone, knew how to inspire, earn respect, to trust. It wasn't her. It would never be here and that bothered the molly.
What in the world had she done to be unreliability when thanking cats? That made her feel like a piece crap, but that was okay since they were both going for the throat here. This was probably good in a way, better than letting it stew until they killed each other.
Twilightstar didn't get that? She didn't feel all that bad seeing as she had touched something sensitive of the medicine cat's. His wants to be needed. Twilightstar's never wanted to be needed so couldn't relate to his feelings, but from how he described it seemed something similar to soul shredding loneliness that came constantly about the next one to leave her on her own. Abandoned would fit there perfectly. Ugly, to her, was something similar to strength. Words made to place a value on someone, to keep them in a box, with one being always better than the other. Why is being ugly something to frown on why is being strong something to smile about. There was so much that she just couldn't comprehend. Why the hell did you need to be ugly and nice, who the heck tell him this stuff?
She was so so off track right now, but this what happens when she stuck in serious conversation for too long, and feelings were touched. It was nice to see find that he did seem to care about the clan, but his actions and words were like contradictions that she wasn't going to figure out.
"I'm sure you have your moments like everyone where you regret something that you've done. Everyone does I'm sure." her eye contract falters as she peers past the tom's shoulder. "Do you know what my biggest regret is? Sending Brindlejaw and Coldsong out to find us more hunting territory. I thought the other clan leaders can do, so can I. I was wrong. The Coyotes came and tore through us like nothing, I died, I woke up to find the clan torn in half. My clanmates bleeding, wounded, with no place to call home." her claws slide out as she feels that familiar lump in her throat. "I thought to myself 'look what you did Twilight.' It hit me then and there that this was going to my life now. I say something, it's done, and maybe just maybe it turns out okay. But maybe it doesn't and the choice I make gets everyone hurt or killed. That's the responsibility, deal with it." the water that would usually leak from her eyes is held back by sheer will. Teaching herself how to keep her eyes dries was one of the toughest things she's ever done.
"Then Icestar came and recruited cats. Stupid me figured that after everything we've been though there was no way anyone would leave. WindClan would figure it out together and we go back home and I'd be more careful. But then some of them left, they just got up, said they had enough, and walked away from WindClan, walked away from me. I think something broke in me after that." Twilightstar liked to think that she could practically feel the creaks forming her chest, on her heart. It one bleed just a little bit more when she felt sure of herself only to discover the opposite.
"Cause now I hide, like a coward in my den and these questions keep swimming around in my head. 'What if I had decided to fight instead, would they have stayed? What if I hadn't died, what did I do wrong, why did they leave, who's going to leave me next, what am I going to do wrong next, who's going to die because of my choice, why am I so scared' and the list goes on." Her tail slaps against the ground softly behind her to release some of her uneasiness. There's nothing in particular about her body language that screamed that any of this bothered her other than her inability to hold his gaze, the small waver in her voice, and her tail.
"I don't know what I'm doing, not a clue. I'm terrified of forming attachments or connections beyond what I believe is required of me because I don't know who's going to walk away and abandon me, who I'm going to get killed because of an order, and who's going to stay and help me. My brain never stops reminding me I make one wrong move, trust the one wrong cat and it could potentially be the end of WindClan. I hate it, I hate being a clan leader, I don't know if its because they're older but I can't understand how the other three handle this. I want to step down, I know I should step down, but after you called a Prey social and I saw that the clan had their bellies filled, were healthy, and seemed content, I look back on the days when Brightstar led, thinking about the past leaders and wondered if I step down and the next one who steps up would things just go back to the way they were." That worried her endlessly, sure she could demote Brindlejaw, but how did she know that the next cat she picked would be the one WindClan needed. Twilightstar was still young and even though she knew she wasn't the greatest leader, couldn't be what WindClan needed, she'd have the moons to sit here and endure until this clan and this rank drove her to insanity to find a good leader.
"Find me, candidates, then," she sounds sleepy as she raised her head again. "I won't make you take an apprentice if you can help me narrow down the search should you ever decide that you've had enough here. Otherwise, you can take some time and teach me more about herbs and healing." This was so so so draining.
@wren - these two make me so sad. They need hugs and to stop being asses to each other. I think they both need each other they just don't know it yet +

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She was in the midst of cleaning her tail when she hears yet another set of paw steps coming toward her den. My, my, my, wasn't she the popular one. She heaves a sigh before she continues grooming herself. Her green eyes flicker over to the entrance as the cat just walks in without waiting for her to say anything. She was rather pleased that it was done. It was boring telling cats to come in when there was nothing blocking their way in. Yes, she understood it was done out of respect but it was still mildly repetitive.
"Bushkit?" she questions instead of greets waiting to see what it was he wanted. He seemed even more moody then when he was an apprentice. She waited to see if this was going to result in a kittenish blowup or whatever it was he wanted, which she already knew, would be talked through. She wasn't all that keen on leaving him as a kit for much longer, he was wasting space in the nursery for actual kits. She assumed he learned from this painful lesson of humiliation.
@space ace.
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[Exis]

Frostkit stuffed her shoulders, she had been excited for a good story but she guessed this was just as good.
@~RooRoo~

[Cobra]

Whispertail- WC Leader's Den- @Moonraven @~RooRoo~
Whispertail bowed his head and walked out.

[Noobiekatz]

(Continuing mah rp with myself cus why not:/ )

Firesong played with lichenkit as she wondered what Dulleye was doing as she asked Firesong to kitsit almost every day now she said to herself "maybe she just naps... But she also might not want Lichenkit I mean he was an accident after all"