WindClan: Life Before 2023's Fire

[Lichen-Licker]

Willowwhisper ducked her head into the apprentices' den and saw Hailpaw wide awake. She had started to see her younger self in the isolated young she-cat, and remembered that when she felt that way, she had been waiting for someone to come along and show her that she was still important.
"Hailpaw, would you be interested in coming on a patrol with me today?"
(sorry if I shouldn't be barging in, this is my first post ��)

[ophelia]

Russetpaw looked up at his mentor. He would've said something back, but he figured he didn't have to put up with her much longer. He knew they were sparring, it was what made sense. He nearly snorted when she offered to get him an apprentice to spar. Like he wouldn't shred any of the other apprentices.
"Why? Too scared of getting beaten by an apprentice?" he asked nonchalantly, blinking innocently. He knew better than to make his words sound cruel, so he figured giving off a boring vibe was a good way to take a jab back at her.
@Snow Fox

[Snow Fox]

Fallenstorm snorted. She chuckled softly. "Actually I was worried about your pride. I don't plan on being nice today." She said grinning devilishly. Fallenstorm didn't have Russetpaw much longer so she planned on teaching him one last lesson before he became a warrior. Respect everyone older then you, and don't imply that your a know it all. @Paradise

[ophelia]

"How kind of you," he rolled his eyes and stood up straight. "Shall I begin then?" he asked. He was impatient to get this over with and go back to the camp. He crouched, tensing his wiry muscles, and narrowing his eyes. Then he sprang, stretching out his tall, gangly body and twisting to attempt to rake his front paws down her side with his claws sheathed. He landed perpendicular to her and crouched, preparing to spring at her shoulders.
@Snow Fox

[TheNyanCatMinecart]

Originally Posted by Zero

- @TheNyanCatMinecart

(It's all good!)

Quiverpaw relaxed slightly as Rosebriar laid her tail along her shoulders and offered encouraging words, nodding her head. She also blushed, her ears burning, not used to such compliments. Rosebriar's charms seemed to have worked well enough. "Thank you." She meowed, looking a little more confident now.
She listened as Rosebrair explained her next test, following her gesture with her gaze to the rock she was indicating. "Got it," She meowed - understanding. Quiverpaw may not have been born a WindClan cat, but she had been gifted with long legs, like her clanmates, and a small frame - making her light and fast. She was fairly confident this would go well, having enjoyed her previous for-fun/practice-runs and running training.
At Rosebrair's signal, she launched herself forward, using her hind legs to propel herself forward and her tail to stay balanced. She took long, purposeful strides, reaching the rock in no time at all. Only then did she skid to a stop to turn and run back. Quiv was back at Rosebrair's side in less than a minute, barely out of breath. She had been in better shape than she'd expected and was smiling - having run the nervousness right out of her system. She had forgotten how cleansing a run could be, even short ones.

(Things are gonna go to heck if/when Rosebriar finds out that Quiverpaw wasn’t born in WindClan. Well, it kinda depends on how much she likes Quiverpaw, but still. If Quiverpaw knows, I’ll recommend not telling Rosebriar now, or else she’ll purposefully delay her warrior ceremony. A lot.)

Rosebriar let a delighted purr bubble up from her throat. Quiverpaw was a great runner! Perfect frame for WindClan as well, small and lithe, like her mentor. She was bound to be a great warrior.
“Outstanding job!” she exclaimed. “No cat could’ve done better. Well, maybe me or my brother. I’ve been a warrior for long enough, and... okay, he does have a bigger frame,” she admitted. “But that’s besides the point. We shall conclude our training session for the day. Your assessment will be soon, I promise!”

[dionysus]

[ @Arie ]

It seemed Otterberry wouldn’t have long to mull over Breezefeather’s reaction to her return as a skinny silver tom came racing across the clearing. She didn’t know whether she had wanted this to happen or not, but perhaps her subconscious had longed to get it over with- that was the only excuse she could come up with for practically parading about the clearing like the literal deputy of the clan wouldn’t be around to see her.

The longhair took a moment to enjoy her old friend’s embrace before he broke away with rightful questions. How could she explain to him that she’d abandoned him? It had been long moons of separation without even a goodbye but the truth was that she’d been too much of a coward to say goodbye to the only cat who might mourn her disappearance.

“Breezefeather! I’ve missed you!”

As for where she’d been... Something inside of Otterberry decided that enough was enough. She’d spent enough time mulling and worrying and now that she was face to face with the confrontation her natural response kicked in. The molly had never been one to shy away from speaking her mind or from the consequences that came with it. She’d be open and truthful like always and Breezefeather would have to take it from there. Thus, her face shifted to a look of calm friendliness and her tone became matter of fact, though far from hostile.

“I’ve been all over the place, truth be told. What started out as a trip to clear my head quickly became a realization that I didn’t want to go back to home base. There was only one cat I wanted to see there anyway... Well, I found some kits who needed parenting- which I’m sure doesn’t surprise you- and I raised them up right. Then I moved on and went somewhere new. Oh the things I’ve seen, Breeze- I once spent a night in a field of flowers so big they could have been twolegs and the field itself was so long that you could’ve gotten lost in their forever, surviving off of field mice and birds scouting for seeds. I thought for a bit that that maybe wasn’t such a bad way to spend the rest of your days.
“Honestly, I think it was that day when I realized I wouldn’t mind staying put in that field and raising a family that I also realized it might not be so bad to go home. There was a certain skinny silver tom I’d been missing... it wasn’t until the next moon that I actually decided to come back. See, I got pregnant... for the first time. Sure I’ve raised kids who needed parents and I used to bring em back to camp with me all the time but this was different. These kits had Windclan blood and I wanted them to grow up like their mom... even if she left. So I came back. Now I’m here and so are they and you and I are looking each other in the eyes for the first time in moons so what do you have to say about that?”

Otterberry steeled herself for the anger that would surely come from Breezefeather. She hated waiting for anything- it was better to just push the other cat to yell so they could get the fight over with. This one had the potential to hurt more than any of those in her past, but Otter deserved his ire and she would take it like she always did.

[DodoBird]

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Breezefeather let this eyes glance over the clearing, before he spotted a warrior in the process of finishing up his meal. The deputy had already been out during the morning already but... he did need to bond with his clanmates and not only his family so he headed over towards the warrior, pausing briefly as his green eyes caught onto the body of the mouse that the warrior was eating... no thanks. Making his way over still, this time a bit more carefully, the deputy sat down. Keeping his distance, eyes more focused on the half-eaten mouse than anything.

No. Focus. "Would you like to join me for a hunt when you finish your prey?" he inquired slowly. He'd not been out hunting for some time and despite him not necessarily needing to do such a thing, it was still interesting and a friendly thing to offer for a clanmate.

)

SwiftStrike swallowed down the last bit of his mouse as he looked over to BreezeFeather, the windclan deputy himself, not sitting next to him. SwiftStrike wouldn't mind hunting with the deputy, it was the perfect chance to prove his worth to the clan right? No better way than to have a successful hunting trip. "Well that's perfect timing, I was already planning on doing exactly that. Though you saved me the trouble of looking for a hunting partner. I'd be honored to hunt with the deputy after all" Swiftstrike offered a sincere and respectful smile. Of course he had respect for Breezefeather, It was cats like him that had no trouble earning it.

[Moonraven]

Originally Posted by Kipo Oak

Ash mewed faintly, she was weak but she got a faint "Ash." out, she kept mewling softly. Where was her mother? She needed to get back to her mother.
@Moonraven

Twilightstar frowned at the pitiful looking kit, she couldn't help but wonder what happened to the parents, she often wondered but never let it plague her mind for too long.
"It's nice to meet you Ash, my name is Twilightstar." The molly took a seat beside the kit and wrapped her bushy tail around the small. She doubted she'd find the mother and felt like she should just take the kit back to the clan with her. However, some questions needed to be asked.
"Ash, do you know how you got here or where your family is?"

Originally Posted by New Years Dashers

”Oh my name? It’s Bubble! Because of my personality!” She smiled widely, her folded ears trying to perk up, her bright blue eyes glimmering.

"Bubbles, fitting." Twilightstar meowed, unable to bask in this younger cat's bright personality for too long. It was too cold and she was way too moody for this.
"I suppose..." the lilac she-cat stared at the young cat's pelt for a moment, "Cloverpaw will do for a new name. The only way you can join my clan is through hard work, some rules, and a name change. Whether you stay or not is up to you." Twilightstar meowed, waving her tail over her back as began to lead the way back to her camp.
"I'll tell you more as we walk."
[You can submit her, sorry for taking forever.]

Originally Posted by Roseleader

Bearpelt says when I noticed that Birdkit was missing I left to search for her. When I found her chasing butterflies I took her back to camp. Foxkit just then drags herself out of the nursery. She had gotten sick and been unable to leave the nursery for a while. It hadn,t helped that she can,t move her back legs. @Moonraven

Twilightstar frowned but didn't seem to upset with the reasonings, there's wasn't much that she could do about it now.
"Keep a better eye on your kits, Bearpelt, keep them near or inside the nursery." She growled, eyes drifting over to the sickly looking kit.
"Get Foxkit over to Coldamber immediately." It was bad enough the clan was dealing with another outbreak, mixing sic with the healthy wasn't going to help.
[So they'll be added back later, please make sure that Fox actually goes to Cold for a checkup.]

Originally Posted by Cocoa <3

@Moonraven

"I'm aware." The tom paused for a moment. He too stiffened and looked his leader in the eyes. Despite his annoyance, Nightpaw kept his composure. He figured that it would be a bad idea to make a fool of himself in front of the leader. "And?"

Twilightstar rolled her eyes at young tom, most cats jumped into explaining why she's failed to see them around. It seemed like she was going to have to spell it out for this one.
"Where've you been?" She huffed, tail twitching in mild irritation.

Originally Posted by Fern

Skykit had been out of the nursery a bit, and decided to explore. It was all fun in games, until she explored to far. She missed Big Nice Smelling Cat and the Rabbits and the clan things! "Is anybody out here?"

Twilightstar was wondering if she should start doubling the guards for the nursery. That or figure out how the kits were escaping camp.
"Yes, your lucky I'm not a hungry fox." Twilightstar parted her maw in a yawn as she padded up to the kit.
"Do I want to know how you got out here, Skykit?" She was going to have to explain regardless.

Originally Posted by Moon Lily

[ @Shimm-Noel-It-All ]
(I'll end Littlewish's interaction there, to make things easier! Would it be alright if I finished up some old rps of his pre my hiatus? <3)

Breath heaving, Crinklekit squinted up at Twily, the Breezerock obscuring most of her view. It didn't help that the sun was so insistent on burning her eyes out. The larger cat seemed almost...annoyed. Why? Crinklekit thought of all of the hopeful loners and kittypets, lobbying for spots among the greats. Maybe that was why? And if she was mad from all of the visits... Twily doesn't want to see me. Of course, she doesn't! I'm just an annoying, dead-legged baby. Duh. The conclusion sent a quiver through her pelt. The fact that the sensation ended at her lower back made things worse.

Wake. Up.
Please.

Still, she couldn't help but grin avidly as she felt the leader's sharp eyes on her, taking in her growing muscles and stature. The observation sent pride rushing through her. She'd been working to build up the muscle. It had taken several laps of the nursery- and a series of failed playfights- but Crinklekit had made it. And Twily had noticed.
Help? Oh. Riiight.
"Yeah! I...uh...my momma still doesn't like me going out of the nuwsewy," She explained, her lime orbs flashing with shame. "I needa convince hew that I'm weady to become a wawwiow. I'm alweady six moons old and I'm getting stwongew, and...and-" The kit cleared her throat, moving on quickly in an attempt to convert Twilightstar to her way of thought. "My dead-legs awe gonna wake up any day now! ...wight?"

[Yup, that fine with me.]
She caught the mild shift in the kit's mood and the subtle quiver through her pelt. Even though she could read the body language well enough, she wasn't certain about when through Crinklekit's mind. The grin that blossoms the kit's maw was genuine enough for Twilightstar to leave it alone for the time being. She was sure Crinklekit had a lot going on in her life, Twilightstar could hope to comprehend it.
As she explained her plight, Twilightstar couldn't help but gaze at her back legs. She had been hoping after six moons someone might have been kind enough to break the news to the kit about her legs. She dislikes pipedreams when cats hit a certain age, and Crinklekit was going to be too large to fit in the nursery for too much longer.
"Maybe one day they'll wake up, but have you have thought about the fact that they may not?" Inquired the leader with a gentle gaze.
"It's not a fun thing to think about, but do you have any idea what you'd like to do if your legs stay asleep forever?" The molly was trying to avoid using her more blunt mannerism. It was a delicate subject and the kit probably had more than enough esteem issues with her legs as it was.

Originally Posted by Kitty12

Lionkit gazed up at all the cats “is this it... am I,... could it be...I’m home...” most cats didn’t recognize him as his eye was covered with a scar and his fur with small tufts of badger fur. “Um yes you probably don’t recognize me as I look quite different a um badger attacked me but a thunder clan cat add it go away” he said “ I assume my mother isn’t here she died while kitting. anyway IT’S STLLL ME DONT YOU REMEMBER MY IF YOU DONT MY NAME IS LIONKIT!!!!!!!!!! So can I be welcomed back into the cln i know I was missing forever it’s ok of you don’t want me back...”

"You're loud," Twilightstar announced as she left her den and padded over to see who was making the commotion. She had a faint recollection of the kit, but know he made quite the impression it would be hard not to forget him.
"It's great that you back, but why exactly were you gone in the first place. You know kits aren't allowed to leave camp."

Originally Posted by H3ARTBOUNC_3

[ @Moonraven ]

It had happened so suddenly.
One moment, Hivepaw was sitting outside the nursery,
The next a Hawk swooped below and caught the blind cat.
It had taken her moons to find her way back.
Back to home.
The final remains of her momma.
Hivepaw was exhausted. It was so strange. How had she even found her way back? She was blind, for Starclans sake! It was impossible! Then again, she did have some help. Even after all this time, she could remember every last lesson learned during the beginning. She remembered Deadpool, her littermates, Rootkit! Oh, how she missed them all. Hivepaw increased her speed, the familiar scents of Windclan camp increasing. An infected cut in her shoulder began to ache yet again, but she persisted, desperate to find her way back home.
“HWOME!”
She burst through the entrance with the force of a bull. Home! Home! Hivepaw made a joyful noise, everything flooding back to her. We’re her littermates warriors yet? She still hadn’t fully understood clan culture when she had been carried away, but oh, did she thank the stars. “WWIMDCLAMN!” Hivepaw stopped to take in some air, the injuries she had experienced during her travels finally catching up to her. Oh, did they hurt. What did she do now? Before running to get them healed, of course. Hivepaw had been gone for moons. Didn’t she have to do some sort of rejoining process? Who was leader when she was here, anyway? The only warriors she remembered were Deadpool and her mentor, and memories of both cats were fuzzy. “Cmwinderpaow? Roopkip?”

Twilightstar had been nosing through the prey pile, troubled by the lack of prey. She was going to have to speak with some cats about it. Her head twisted in the direction of the strange scent carried in on the wind, stepping away from the pile she took three paw steps towards the entrance of the camp where a second later a cat appeared. The lilac leader could smell the wound before she saw it. It was a disturbing bitter scent that made her no longer interested in eating anything.
She closed the distances between them on sure steps, eyes drifting over every inch of the cat's pelt and face as her mind slowly recalled who this cat was. The lack of sight helped jogged her memory quicker.
"Hivepaw." The cat had vanished suddenly, but unlike most hadn't returned till long after their disappearance.
"What happened?" The light green eyes spilled over with concern as she looked at the apprentice's shoulder. Coldamber and Snailswirl were going to have to look it over. She hoped the infection hadn't done any lasting damage.
[So birds attacks can't happen in the camp without permission, if you want to say she caught by one outside of camp, that works.]

Originally Posted by Phoenix Fall

Owltalon padded over the moor. It had been a while since he'd been here, at least a moon or two. But it wasn't entirely his fault. He'd chased a rabbit a bit too far, then had to search to find WindClan territory again. But here he was. He just had to hope Twilightstar would recognize him, which she should, since it really hadn't been all that long. He searched for a lilac pelt, or any pelt, standing out from the tough grass. @Moonraven

The molly was walking through the snow-covered moors, her steps light, and her pelt as fluffed up as she was going to get it. She should really make someone else do the patrolling of the territory, she wanted to be inside sleeping. Her eyes caught sight of the golden-brown pelt from the tom, standing in her territory. She was weary until she caught the scent, faint but recognizable.
"Owltalon?" She called out as she darted over to confront the tom.

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@Funtime Foxy - I'm not finding a Gentlewhisper in the missing. So you can sign her up without doing the rejoining.
@AppleCat4 - WindClan's closed to outsiders until early March.
@Christmas Bobby - Wrong leader I think and Tiger's in the allegiances.
@Fierceclaw - Will do.

[~Fierce~]

Ok thanks! Hope you head feels better! @Moonraven

[Fairytale]

Owltalon's head turned when he heard his name called in a familiar voice. Twilightstar. He honestly couldn't believe his luck. "Hello, Twilightstar," he mewed, glad to have found someone familiar. "Any room left in WindClan for me?" He frowned as the cold white at his feet. Leafbare would make it harder for any Clan. @Moonraven