WindClan: Life Before 2023's Fire

[dionysus]

[ @Moonraven ]

“Ah, of course, my mistake.”

How silly of him to assume that she’d stick around after the coup she forced him to organize. No bother, he’d just go with her- the overthrown leader and the overthrower, what a happy pair.

Rushingmoor had never thought much about leaving the clan. He had no family to speak of and virtually no ties forcing him to stay, but he felt strangely connected to the place. Maybe it was the companionship- though that wasn’t the right word. Rushingmoor didn’t really fraternize much, nor did he bother with trying hard to make friends. He merely liked the presence of other cats while he was alone. He liked hearing life around him and having the potential to talk to someone even though he usually chose not to take it. In fact, Twilight was the first cat he’d talked to companionably in a while- and he hadn’t come to her seeking a stimulating conversation. How interesting that he’d found one.

Twi’s stipulations made him scoff and he teased,

“Mmhmm, and how are you going to make me do that? Maybe I’ll make you carry me! You won’t be in charge out there.”

He gave a toothy grin, remembering that in this scenario she’d be overthrown- no special treatment. Then again, he didn’t think he’d carry Twi for the sake of her tired little feetsies even now. That had to be an abuse of authority. Yet, Rushingmoor had to chuckle at the image of him carrying Twilightstar around like a piece of prey and he added his own stipulation.

“Or maybe I’ll carry you around sometimes but not on my back. If you wanna get carried, you’re getting carried like a limp rabbit.”

Still snickering from the image, he rolled his eyes when Twi still couldn’t figure out flowers. He listened attentively, though, to her description of love and shook his head,

“Ah, but it’s simple in that it is choosing to push through the complexities and choose your partner no matter what. I will agree that there are many kinds of love but cats falling in and out of love for each other isn’t complex. They just haven’t found their soulmate yet. Everything clicks when you find them.”

Rushingmoor’s voice had taken on an almost dreamy quality and he snapped himself out of his vision of true love, clearing his throat sheepishly. He wrinkled his nose and teased,

“Well, if I’m a hopeless romantic than you’re just hopeless! But don’t worry, I’ll help you find your soulmate.”

He winked goofily and thought about that prospect. What would Twilightstar look for in a soulmate? Definitely someone who challenged her- she was too smart to want a boring cat who agreed with everything and never teased her or told her when she was being crazy. Maybe someone energetic to balance out her slower tempo- but someone who could still enjoy a nice nap with her. Someone who could nonchalantly make sure she was eating and taking time for herself- a bodyguard to intercept the tailless when she needed rest. Someone who loved adventure- she wanted to explore and didn’t like being cooped in camp according to the trend of their conversation. Wow. He actually had a pretty good idea of what Twi’s soulmate should be like. Now he just had to find a cat who checked all of those boxes- that shouldn’t be hard in a clan of tailless! Oh well, he had time. Time to collect more information too!

A devious glint shone in his eyes but it was pushed to the back behind sheepish amusement. No cat was going to sweep him off his paws! He would be the one doing the paw-sweeping!

“I look forward to getting your blessing that they aren’t one of the tailless.”

The devious light returned to his eyes with the decision to try to embarrass Twilightstar by publicly giving her flowers and acting like he was trying to win her. She seemed nonchalant but once the tailless started to bombard her with questions about her love life she would see how devious his little plan had been!

“Just imagine all the tailless crowding around your den asking questions about that devastatingly handsome and incredibly charming warrior who constantly gives you flowers. You’ll grow to hate it, I assure you!”

His voice was nearly giddy with the joy of annoying Twilightstar and he let out an uproarious laugh when she cuffed him. He deserved that, he acquiesced. Rushingmoor also laughed when Twi scolded him for not planning her coup well enough and he shrugged in response to both that and her comparison of him and Coyotegrowl.

“Well I have no idea who to put in charge after you. I guess Brindlejaw could be leader but I feel like it wouldn’t be a real coup then. A real coup overthrows the whole regime- which means Brindle’s gotta go too. Poor guy. Maybe he can come be rogues with us- you can make him carry you.”

The discussion of the tournament forced him to pay attention a bit more and he listened with intention. Rushingmoor agreed that it was better that Twilight lead the tournament than any other cat- not that he had anything against Brindlejaw- he just figured it would be easiest to plan if him or her ran it since they were planning it and he certainly didn’t want to do it.

He nodded, eager to learn to tunnel- or any new skill- but wanted to tease Twilightstar some more and smirked. Infusing his tone with mock flirtatiousness, Rushingmoor winked and teased,

“Are you sure you don’t just want to spend more time with me? It’s ok, you don’t have to pretend you want to be safe, I won’t tell anyone!”

[Quasar]

With a small yet warm smile, Wrenwing padded over to his new apprentice, "Nice to meet you, kiddo" he mewed, bending down his head to touch noses with seedpaw. "I'll train you the best I possibly can" he vowed, standing to his full height.

@Sparkling Flower

[chaton]

Fawnpaw padded carefully to find her mentor, but it seemed her mentor had found her first. Reaching up to touch her nose with Monarchwing, she gave a soft smile. She seemed to be nice... and willing to train her? That was a pleasant surprise to Fawnpaw, one which she could definitely behind. Giving a small nod to her mentor, Fawnpaw pointed at the exit of the clearing with her paw, tilting her head in question, as if to ask when they would first go out to train. The molly was excited to learn... but she figured the first thing she would need to do would be to properly learn how to communicate with speaking cats.

@Mayflower

[Madelaine]

[ @Mumble; ]

Seedpaw pressed her crooked nose back to his in complete excitement. She was already starting to like her mentor. "I hope so. I want you to make me the best warrior." , she meowed in her weird speech. She saw how much bigger he was than her, but it didn't seem to bother her.

[Quasar]

Originally Posted by Sparkling Flower

[ @Mumble; ]

Seedpaw pressed her crooked nose back to his in complete excitement. She was already starting to like her mentor. "I hope so. I want you to make me the best warrior." , she meowed in her weird speech. She saw how much bigger he was than her, but it didn't seem to bother her.

Wrenwing chuckled, "I'll do my best!" he mewed. grinning, he touched his tail tip to the she-cat's shoulder, "What say we go tour the territory after the meeting is dismissed, hmm?"

[Madelaine]

Originally Posted by Mumble

Wrenwing chuckled, "I'll do my best!" he mewed. grinning, he touched his tail tip to the she-cat's shoulder, "What say we go tour the territory after the meeting is dismissed, hmm?"

Seedpaw smiled when he mentioned touring the territory. "I wanna see all of our territory!" , she meowed, bouncing around her mentor. This was now even more exciting than before. How many other of the new apprentices were gonna get this chance.

[Mayflower]

Monarchwing tilted her head quizzicaly. So this was the mute kit she had heard about before?
She was going to protect her with her life.
Spotting the gesture out of the camp, the ginger molly nodded slightly. "We'll go after the meeting. Maybe a little hunting," she tentatively crouched, "or battle training?" Monarchwing batted at the air, watching Fawnpaw's reaction. She had tried to make it easy for her to choose between options with little signals for each one. The young molly had never really worked with any mute cat before, let alone an apprentice, so she was running in blind. But if Fawnpaw was willing, and she tried her hardest, she hoped they could make it work.
@chaton

[chaton]

Originally Posted by cloudii

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.

{ i forgot to mark this as "not done" on my roleplay tracker and it made me think i already replied aaaa }

Reedpaw watched as Cloudfluff raced off towards the group, causing them to scatter every which way. Was this part of the strategy? It seemed so, as Cloudfluff had managed to catch and kill one of her own. Seeing a couple that were chased towards him, Reedpaw decided it would be best to try and copy what had worked for his mentor. Crouching down, Reedpaw prepared himself. He jjst needed to time it right... As they came close, the apprentice made his leap, landing on top of one the rabbits. Quick to give it a killing bite, which he figured was done on the neck after watching Cloudfluff, he carried it off to the fluffy molly. Dropping it at her paws, Reedpaw gave a wide smile. "Wow! That was so fun! I didn't know if I could catch a rabbit, but having another cat there to work with helped a lot!" He trotted around, proud of himself, and happy with Cloudfluff. She had to be the best mentor ever! With an excited tone, he spoke one final time. "Thank you, Cloudfluff. I feel like I've learned so much today!"

[Elementals]

Originally Posted by bmkmb

"Okay!" Sparrowkit chirped. She liked Songkit. She liked all her littermates, actually. She wasn't sure which of them she liked the best, but anyone who liked playing was fun to be around. "Wha'cha wanna play, Songkit?" Sparrowkit asked curiously.

@Zesty Mango @Elementals

Songkit meowed, “Do you wanna play clans with us? We are a bit short on warriors!”

@Zesty Mango

[Abyssopelagic]

Originally Posted by Arie

-- @Zesty Mango @Rainquail --
{Sorry it's so late... just been caught up in a whole load today and yesterday}

Stagkit was on a mission! The kit that was near apprentice age wanted to get more kits into his beetle eating club and seeing that Cornkit was nowhere to be found the ginger and white kit felt somewhat discouraged. His best friend, his bestie... his only friend, had been so traumatized from meeting Twiglight that Stag wanted to slap Twiglight for making Corn sad... Yet that would be on the agenda next... Now he was forming his army to help make Twiglight fan of beetles. He just had to find the army members first... Which was hard when you didn't know any other kits than Cornkit. So this would do for now. Hobbling over to the stump where he first found stick bug the kit sat down and stared at the grey trunk of the tree. Maybe he could eat some beetles while he waited for some other kits to show up... Yes that was his plan!

Beekit was hopping through camp (having once again escaped her father) when she noticed the dejected Stagkit. Wasn't that the weird kit she saw eating beetles a few days ago?
She bounded over to him and accidentally tripped on her tail and rolled to a stop into him. "Oh, hi!"