WindClan: Life Before 2023's Fire

[ghostwriter]

@Beyond_Carrot

Sparkfrost stretched, arching his back, “Oh, don’t worry about it, I don’t have anything planned. I think checking out the dog is a good plan.” He mewed, gingerly touching his nose to her forehead, his icy eyes half-lidded and still a bit bleary.

[vellichor]

// @Xmas Bliss

Bushpaw
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The apprentice turned to see a cat... holding... what was that?? "Is that a bug?" he asked, more incredulously than anything else. Well, some cats in this Clan did enjoy eating insects, he supposed... his thoughts drifted to Stagpaw. Ewww. How could that apprentice even stand to eat insects?? Gross. Anyway... "Uh, you wanna... toss some stuff over those cliffs and watch it fall?" He asked, tilting his head. Maybe this could be fun... unless this cat ate a bug. Then it was OVER. BLEEEECH.

[nykyrian]

Originally Posted by YeetCat090

"What happened?" Asked Leappaw noticing their injuries.

"I got into a fight with a shadowclan apprentice. Who was stealing prey." They told Leappaw. Still managing to keep a smile on their face, even as grim and bloody memories flashed through Brightpaw's mind.

[Pluto]

[ @Arie ]

Fidgetfreckle strode into the clearing with urgency behind his pawsteps. His extra energy was going to the flicking of his tail as he showed down, and he knew as soon as he began speaking, it would come out in a bumbling rush, at least at first. Nevertheless, he would make sure Breezefeather could understand him so that he understood the important of his report. “Breezefeather, I’m here to report back for the ShadowClan border patrol.” He managed to slow down his speaking pace as he came to a stop in front of the deputy. The sandy tom took a deep breath to steady himself and, though the hum of energy under his pelt never left, he managed to calm himself a little. “Hallowstep and Crowpaw both did their job very well.” He began, trying to find a gentler way to push through his next information. “While we were out on patrol however, we noticed... well, we noticed some ShadowClan scum had decided to move a stretch of border. Crowpaw did a very good job on making sure they knew where the right border was but... I’m sure you would like to know what kind of antics ShadowClan is trying to pull.” His voice rumbled, shooting from different aspect to different aspect of the patrol quickly.

[TheNyanCatMinecart]

Originally Posted by Rainquail

Coldamber set the poppy seed in front of Wolffang's muzzle.
"Here, eat this. It'll ease the pain and let you rest."
She was unaware that Shockholly had, in her absence, given him a similar treatment and told him pretty much the same thing about the poppy seeds.
Hoping her urging was enough, she set to carefully munching on the marigold. When it was chewed enough, she began to gently apply the poultice to all the wounds before wrapping cobwebs over to keep the poultice intact and to him so it could do what it needed to.
She gave herself a few moments once she thought she was done.

"Wolffang, before you fall asleep, would you like me to help dry you off? You're awfully soaked and I wouldn't want you getting sick."

Wolffang exhaustedly leaned forward, remembering Shockholly’s lecture about poppy seeds but too tired to tell the medicine cat about it. Licking them up, it took a moment before he began to feel truly sleepy. He could feel one of the disgusting poultices being spread onto his back, and even though he knew that it would help his wounds, he cringed inwardly every time some of the stuff got smeared onto his pelt. And the sticky cobwebs, too. Fighting was great, but he hated going to the medicine den afterward. Coldamber’s question barely reached his ears, but he just nodded absently and mumbled, “Sure,” not exactly knowing what he was agreeing to. She was the medicine cat, right? Sure, a disfigured one, but she had done honorable things to help WindClan. Even if she wasted her time helping a rival one, he thought somewhat bitterly, closing his eyes. He was too tired to think straight right now.

[TheNyanCatMinecart]

Rosebriar padded out onto the Training Moor, a shiver running through her. Despite the sun shining down on her wonderfully glossy pelt, it was still really cold. The knowledge that it would get even worse this leaf-bare made her want to groan aloud. It was difficult to resist the temptation of fluffing out her thick, warm pelt, but she had to keep it looking nice. But what was the point? She’d be training with Quiverpaw, anyway. She was bound to get messy. No! You must look proper as best you can. It’s what Featherwhisker would’ve wanted. Rosebriar swallowed back a sob, not wanting Quiverpaw to see her expression. Featherwhisker, her delightful mother, had been exiled due to mauling Twistedpaw. Her ploy had been figured out by Twilightstar and she’d been exiled for it. The she-cat stopped, claws sinking into the beginning-to-freeze-over ground. A shocking chill went through her as she did so, but she ignored it. Ash- no, Twistedface, had to be the worst cat ever. She’d avenge her mother’s death at some point. She was sure of it.
Shaking those thoughts away, she turned toward her apprentice, a big smile spreading on her face. Rosebriar had to look proper and happy. Also, it was great having an apprentice that didn’t need much training - no, that was the improper way to think. It was great having a pure-blooded, Clanborn apprentice. At least, she thought that Quiverpaw was Clanborn. Come to think about it, Quiver- was a weird name. It doesn’t matter. Treat her like she’s purely Clanborn. You won’t have her for long, anyway. Ugh, her thoughts were a mess! And she probably looked like an idiot, standing there and smiling.
“Okay, Quiverpaw!” Rosebriar meowed enthusiastically. She was great at sounding bright and cheerful no matter her mood. “This will be a quick test to see how good your skills are. And after this, you’ll have your assessment. Got it?” If Quiverpaw did things right, either she had a lot of training or she was a pureblooded WindClan cat. Rosebriar felt a little torn, but for the time being, decided to ignore her vigorous thoughts.

@Zero

[Cloudkit14]

Originally Posted by Erebus

"I got into a fight with a shadowclan apprentice. Who was stealing prey." They told Leappaw. Still managing to keep a smile on their face, even as grim and bloody memories flashed through Brightpaw's mind.

"Wow! That's impressive! Did you win?" They asked.

[Abyssopelagic]

Coldamber let out a chuff and leaned foward, tongue rasping over the Warrior's thoroughly drenched pelt. Had Wolffang gone swimming?
It took what felt like forever before the sleeping warrior was even partially dry. It was a process, but at least it was getting done. Certainly much faster than if she had left him to attempt to air dry. It helped that some of the excess water rolled into the moss, only to get soaked up for easy cleanup. Moss was easy to remove.

Suddenly Coldamber heard a wispy little call and she turned to face Leafpaw, briefly turning back to Wolffang, but decided he would be fine for now and approached the apprentice.
"Ah, hello. What do you need?"
She was pretty certain Snailswirl had taken care of this one before she'd come back because she distinctly remembered him already being in a nest when she returned.
The only problem was she didn't remember what had happened to Leafpaw or of he needed follow up treatments.

@TheNyanCatMinecart @feather lily

[Jade13]

leaf paw looked up this was a different cat than the one that had helped him before. "can i go walk around camp?" leafpaw wanted to stretch his legs but didnt want to do anything he shouldnt. leafpaw wanted to see if there was anything for his neck pain but wasnt sure what to say. "is there anything for my neck? it hurts" leafpaw started to get up to stretch as he said that. @Rainquail @elysian

[crumbl]

Originally Posted by Larkstripe

@Beyond_Carrot

Sparkfrost stretched, arching his back, “Oh, don’t worry about it, I don’t have anything planned. I think checking out the dog is a good plan.” He mewed, gingerly touching his nose to her forehead, his icy eyes half-lidded and still a bit bleary.

"Sounds good," Sagebrook decided but glanced upwards. She thought she had tasted the familiar draft of coming rain, but the sky looked clear enough, so she pushed the thought aside and nodded to Sparkfrost. "Do you want to go now, or get a piece of fresh-kill first?"