WindClan: Life Before 2023's Fire

[Twilight Wing]

Originally Posted by windtail

rainingtail turned to smile at lavenderpaw but then a fowl smell hit her, do you smell that she asked Lavenderpaw
@Twilight Wing

she wrinkled her nose,"yes"she said

[Mercury]

Originally Posted by Kyrieknight

After a few moments, Crowspeck looked back, tilting his head. "Hey..." he started tentatively, looking at the cat shyly. "Uh... have you ever met a kit too smart for their own good?" This was a desperate attempt to change the subject, no matter how bad and desperate he seemed. He really wanted Halfmask to cheer up: He didn't like it when they were sad.

“Have I ever!” Halfmask laughed, worries beginning to dissipate as they jumped ahead to walk beside Crowspeck. They glanced up at Crowspeck mischievously. “In fact, he’s walking right beside me this very instant...”

[Tiabirb]

Originally Posted by ShadowWing65

Echopaw nods. “Alright.” Unless she got the opportunity to kill it. Then she’d go ahead and take the chance. Maybe she’d become a warrior sooner. “Have you ever seen an Adder?’ She asks curiously.

(Yep, she’ll probably try to distract it then bite it behind the head. XD)

The she-cat twitched her ear. "Yes. Once. One bit my brother when we were apprentices." She murmured wistfully. "He died within minutes. Adders are not a creature to underestimate. They're as silent and poisonous as deathberries." Appleshine looked away, "His name was Bramblepaw."

[windtail]

she wrinkled her nose,"yes"she said

rainingtail turned as she heard a rusling sound and out of the bushes came a fox look out rainingtail told lavenderpaw as she backed away from the fox.

@Twilightwing

[Socks]

Originally Posted by Fawnhearted

(He'll be a little bit cross, but probably join him)

Snailkit was licking his fur and kinda just chilling. It was pretty cold in his shady spot but he wasn't gonna let that bother him. Looking around the clearing he spotted another kit. "Wonder what he's doing?", he murmured to himself. Realizing the kit was now staring at him, Snailkit thought "Stars, he's probably gonna ask me to play".

Bearkit's wide eyes locked onto a fellow white kit in the shade, who he'd noticed had glanced at him. He met the other's eyes before excitedly trotting over, his stump of a tail hanging as high as it could in joy. Contrary to his body language, his face held little visible expression, other than his eyes that shined with excitement. Slowing down as he approached, he stopped a good tail length away from the other kit. "Hello!" his squeaky voice rang out, a bit too loud for a normal conversation. "Wanna help me find stones to decorate?"

[Twilight Wing]

Originally Posted by windtail

rainingtail turned as she heard a rusling sound and out of the bushes came a fox look out rainingtail told lavenderpaw as she backed away from the fox.

@Twilightwing

Laenderpaws eyes widened and she darted away in fear.

[CosmicTea]

The wheat fields were just as golden as Rabbitrunner could remember them.


Then again, the only time she could feasibly remember the rolling grains of gold was as a kitten in the back of a truck bed; snuggly tucked up against her littermates and siblings as the gentle thwumps of the vehicle dipping with the grooves of the asphalt rocked the family in a lull of slumber. Her turquoise eyes fell upon the hills and plains as she took a deep breath in, her chest falling in a sweet sigh as she started to scale the grassy knoll before her. She had to see the view from up there.

While the WindClan warrior climbed, remnants of her story seemed to chase beside her- her kithood days playing mossball with new faces in the home her new parents gladly swept her up to from the same, monstrous road that left her wet and cold. Her apprentice hood, one that Wisteriahowl dared her to find herself and to find others, as she (dumbly, at that) dared herself to climb the Lonely Pine, and found fondness in her friend, Swiftpaw. Their boundless adventures, their reckless youth, their laughs and their joy that could warm a heart for seasons to come. If only she knew, though..
And her warriorhood, the newest edition to her life. Though it had been several seasons since her naming ceremony, Rabbitrunner prided herself on picking out her own name, much to her mentor’s pride and family’s dismay, the she-cat had now found herself lacking. Life seemed to have slowed down from the energetic and excitable, to the sloth and boring. Frankly, the brown-caped molly was restless. So she climbed, finally reaching the top of her hill and smiling at the beautiful farmland before her. What a sight it truly was, and now she was able to enjoy it.


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Alas, it was all but a dream, and the youth awoke with a sense of disappointment in her features. The sunlight that crept in warmed her weary gaze and revitalized her pelt, warming the chocolate fur that danced around her white paws. Rabbitrunner yawned quietly, craning her head to the side and squeaking out, her lean frame frozen in time for that moment of stretching. She recoiled after the brief tension, blinking and staring out to the inviting atmosphere of WindClan Camp. She huffed with a groan, shaking her head a little bit and lowering her head. What was the point if warriorship was just all business, and no fun?

Certainly, that wasn’t a life she wanted to live. All business and no fun.

Sometimes, she longed for those wheatfields and the farmlands, she could get lost in them for hours on end if someone would let her. And that, that was when the fae rose with an idea. She just hoped her friend was available.

No time to waste, Rabbitrunner tiptoed carefully around their slumbering clanmates before she found Swiftfire’s nest, carefully sitting down and trying her best not to disturb anyone else.

“Pst.. Swiftfire..” the molly grinned, hardly able to contain her excitement as she waited for her former hunting partner to respond. “Did you want to race? You know,” There was an awkward waiver to her voice, shifting as she looked away. “Like old times.. I felt like it would be fun.. For both of us.” Great StarClan, she felt like her asking could not be any worse than that. Maybe she should have opted out.

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@Tiabirb

[windtail]

Laenderpaws eyes widened and she darted away in fear.

rainingtail turned and ran leaving the rabbit and hopeing that the fox would take it and leave and not follow them back to camp.

@Twilight Wing

[Tiabirb]

Originally Posted by CosmicTea

The wheat fields were just as golden as Rabbitrunner could remember them.


Then again, the only time she could feasibly remember the rolling grains of gold was as a kitten in the back of a truck bed; snuggly tucked up against her littermates and siblings as the gentle thwumps of the vehicle dipping with the grooves of the asphalt rocked the family in a lull of slumber. Her turquoise eyes fell upon the hills and plains as she took a deep breath in, her chest falling in a sweet sigh as she started to scale the grassy knoll before her. She had to see the view from up there.

While the WindClan warrior climbed, remnants of her story seemed to chase beside her- her kithood days playing mossball with new faces in the home her new parents gladly swept her up to from the same, monstrous road that left her wet and cold. Her apprentice hood, one that Wisteriahowl dared her to find herself and to find others, as she (dumbly, at that) dared herself to climb the Lonely Pine, and found fondness in her friend, Swiftpaw. Their boundless adventures, their reckless youth, their laughs and their joy that could warm a heart for seasons to come. If only she knew, though..
And her warriorhood, the newest edition to her life. Though it had been several seasons since her naming ceremony, Rabbitrunner prided herself on picking out her own name, much to her mentor’s pride and family’s dismay, the she-cat had now found herself lacking. Life seemed to have slowed down from the energetic and excitable, to the sloth and boring. Frankly, the brown-caped molly was restless. So she climbed, finally reaching the top of her hill and smiling at the beautiful farmland before her. What a sight it truly was, and now she was able to enjoy it.


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Alas, it was all but a dream, and the youth awoke with a sense of disappointment in her features. The sunlight that crept in warmed her weary gaze and revitalized her pelt, warming the chocolate fur that danced around her white paws. Rabbitrunner yawned quietly, craning her head to the side and squeaking out, her lean frame frozen in time for that moment of stretching. She recoiled after the brief tension, blinking and staring out to the inviting atmosphere of WindClan Camp. She huffed with a groan, shaking her head a little bit and lowering her head. What was the point if warriorship was just all business, and no fun?

Certainly, that wasn’t a life she wanted to live. All business and no fun.

Sometimes, she longed for those wheatfields and the farmlands, she could get lost in them for hours on end if someone would let her. And that, that was when the fae rose with an idea. She just hoped her friend was available.

No time to waste, Rabbitrunner tiptoed carefully around their slumbering clanmates before she found Swiftfire’s nest, carefully sitting down and trying her best not to disturb anyone else.

“Pst.. Swiftfire..” the molly grinned, hardly able to contain her excitement as she waited for her former hunting partner to respond. “Did you want to race? You know,” There was an awkward waiver to her voice, shifting as she looked away. “Like old times.. I felt like it would be fun.. For both of us.” Great StarClan, she felt like her asking could not be any worse than that. Maybe she should have opted out.

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@Tiabirb

At first, she rolled away from the soft hissing whispers from Rabbitrunner, but it wasn't enough, and Swiftfire ended up rolling onto her side and looking over her shoulder at the brown molly. "Rabbitrunner? It's late and-" Wait, did she hear 'race'? Finally! She hadn't raced since she became a warrior, and she wanted to feel the wind in her whiskers again.

Heaving herself to her paws, Swiftfire took her time to stretch out her back and each limb individually. "A race huh?" Her racing rival, her old friend. They were great when they hunted together. Swiftfire would set up the chase, then let Rabbitrunner take the chase and the kill when the rabbit fled in her direction.

"The usual trail?" She asked as she finished her stretching and rose fully from her nest, blinking her pale yellow eyes at Rabbitrunner in the darkness.

[Twilight Wing]

Originally Posted by windtail

rainingtail turned and ran leaving the rabbit and hopeing that the fox would take it and leave and not follow them back to camp.

@Twilight Wing

Lavenderpaw followed