WindClan: Life Before 2023's Fire

[Zero]

- @Redtalon (I def don't mind <3)

Quiverpaw padded into the den, her jaws opening wide in a yawn. Man, it had been a long day, and she was certainly ready to go conk out. She took a step toward her nest only to pause for a moment as she spotted Swankit nosing around near her bed. Who is that? The tom was certainly large enough to be an apprentice, but she didn't recognize him to be a den-mate of hers. What is he doing? She immediately tried to peer over his shoulder, but she wasn't tall enough to see anything from that angle. Curse her small frame! StarClan... she just hoped he wasn't trying to pull some kind of prank on her or any of the other apprentices. "Er..." She padded closer, making her presence known. "Do you need something?" She gestured toward her nest, which he was currently... looking at?

[dino.]

[ @Moonraven ]

Loonkit's eyes were still shining with the thrill of adventure, but as Twilightstar continued on, their face slowly began to fall. A fox? Like, those big, wild dog-things? They twisted around to scan the moor behind them with a careful gaze, searching for any abnormal movement amongst the heather. The only thing they could see was the windswept moor stretching as far as the eye could see. They turned back to Twilightstar. "Why would another Clan take me? Don't they have kits, too?" Or... what if they didn't? What if ShadowClan or RiverClan or ThunderClan were all alone, with only grumpy warriors to keep company with?

Loonkit sat down again and looked at their paws as Twilightstar brought their brother into the mix. They didn't want Swankit to be sad. Sure, Loonkit teased him all the time and made a point to be a pain in the tail, but Swankit was their brother. They loved him. The excitement had faded, replaced by a grim understanding that something really could have happened to them out there. "I- I don't want Swankit to be sad," they blurted, "because that would make me sad. Is he sad right now? Can I go back? I want to check him!"

[shaae_26]

. @Moonraven
Leaf bowed in his graditude, and could barely hold his excitement when the young tom said: "Thank you".

[Madelaine]

[ @Shadeleaf; @Cobra; ]

Omenscratch watched them walk over to him and it made him purr. They were just so adorable and they were his. "That sounds great. how about a race? We are Windclan cats after all.", he meowed. The tom scooted the mouse over to them. He wanted them to eat first. It would help give them strength for the competition. "Once your finished eating you can do the competition. You want to be at your fullest.", Omenscratch meowed.

[Cobra]

Antlerkit looked up at her father, delight in her eyes at making him happy. She loved her dad, but knew he was quite busy and couldn't get to them often. So, when he did visit them, she made the time worth it. "Of course!" Antlerkit purred happily. "That's a great idea - you're right! That's brilliant, what do you say Hedgekit? C'mon, it'll be so fun!" The she-cat purred, nudging Hedgekit excitedly. She knew that her sister would agree to it, she was such a sucker for doing warrior stuff. Antlerkit began to tear into the mouse, shoving bites down her throat without relishing the taste or stopping to slow down.

@Siren Bliss @Shadeleaf

[plum]

There are things in the known world that remain unknown, mysteries that no individual could possibly hope to puzzle out. Things someone knew although they shouldn't have been able to, intriguing powers harnessed by a very few. Life, death, rebirth, and resurrection as well. The incomprehendable wasn't something many thought of often, perhaps even slipping the populace mind entirely.
So, it was likely very much a surprise to the leader of WindClan when, during a moment of solitude in her den (whenever the she-cat laid to rest), out of a soft and sandy patch of the ground, a tiny paw emerged. And after some scrabbling, a little gasping mouth which coughed out the sand this kit was apparently being born from. Several moments seem to drip by so slowly before this little scrap of a kitten is at last straightening out.
Fernkit takes another moment to regard Twilightstar. "Hi!" He mewls. The kit couldn't have been more than a week old, and yet he had an awareness that surpassed many beyond his... Sure age. "Can I go to the nursery! I'm hungry!"
@Moonraven

[vellichor]

// @:Grimmlin: @Rani

Snailswirl
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Ever since they’d gotten back to WindClan, Snail had kind of been in a slump. They hadn’t done much, hadn’t even felt like doing much. To be quite honest, they had really enjoyed the energy in RiverClan, despite the whole... Fawnsqueak retiring and then not laarning anything ordeal. But Lionstar had stepped in and saved the day, and now they had knowledge! It was like a thrill. They enjoyed learning. As boring and odd as it sounded, it was neat to see what plants did. It was— oh!

The strong scent of RiverClan invaded their senses. Huh? They were on their way to the Starcave. Why would there be...? "Uh, hey! You,, two? I think I have to ask what you’re doing here."

[Arie]

-- @Beau --

New apprentices? Stagpaw looked up at Mushdad as the warrior came over and began rubbing his head and the apprentice shook his head, trying to get the paw off it. It wasn't very comfortable at times and well, Stagpaw didn't like being uncomfortable! So therefore he would... say no. Move no? That didn't make sense but the apprentice who no longer was that tiny just instead smiled brightly. "Mushdad! Look, there are new apprentices! And, Meltingfly got one!" Meltingfly had joined him and Coyotepaw on their adventure with the bees, and despite his body - mainly head - still being sore from all the bites, the tom looked forward to trying that again.

[duCky]

Owlflight was relieved. She knew that it would be nice to have someone to talk about news with, and show stuff to, but she preferred to be alone. She enjoyed sitting by herself and observing the world, and she didn't want training to get in the way.

Harerunner was sad that she didn't get one, but she knew that she would get one eventually. She wanted to show how loyal she was to Windclan, and that she would never have to lose an apprentice because of neglect. Her apprentice would become the best apprentice they could be, and then she would finally get the attention she deserved.

[Abyssopelagic]

Originally Posted by Arie

-- @Rainquail @punkscape --

This was a complex mess and Weaselskip let go for one moment collapsing on the moor as she tried to manage the bubbling laughter. It was absolutely horrendous and she couldn't handle this AT ALL. One wanted to go try to flip over the big rocks, the other was absolutely terrified of the big rocks and then there was Weasel who had come up with the horrible idea in the first place. Taking a deep breath, which failed due to the unstable giggles bursting out from the grey feline's throat - she once again rose to her paws, only to nearly avoid face planting as she somehow managed to avoid tangling her too long legs with themselves.

As Coyotepaw, it seemed, took well to the rocks, Weaselskip bowed over so that if Beepaw wanted she could get a ride. Guess... being born wrong had its benefit to be able to carry an apprentice. "Come on up on my shoulders, the rocks won't look as big from there." Waiting to see if Beepaw did want the ride she once again focused her attention on Coyotepaw and smiled, "We don't flip them over, we look if they've got cracks or around them, sometimes you can find a cobweb or something. And if we're nice we could bring some webs back to the medicine cats, so what do you say? A competition to find cobwebs and to find the biggest and best bugs? Are you on board with that too Bugtwo?" Bugtwo and Bugone. Beepaw was Bugtwo because obviously the smaller one whereas the too energetic Coyotepaw was Bugone.

Beepaw nodded and climbed atop Weaselskip's back, being careful not to scratch up her back, but when she wobbled, her little claws went out to grip the Warrior's back.
"Sorry," she whispered, trying once again to stand.
Hey, she had been right.... it wasn't so bad from up here.
She settled into a spot comfortably, hoping a sudden jerk wouldn't end up with Weaselskip's back being hurt.
Oh, a bug contest?
"Sure. Maybe I'll get used to the rocks after a while....."


@punkscape