WindClan: Life Before 2023's Fire

[Red'fur]

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* He sat in the clearing watching the rest of the clan. He had been outside of the camp since morning hunting. He was very tired. He stood up and walked into the warriors den. *
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[*longfire*]

silver looks at patcheye," no how did you," she asks curiously

[*longfire*]

ashclaw walks out of the clearing getting ready for hunting and patroling mostly,

[kingly]

@wnder @xath

The tom had waited by the entrance for his patrol partners, and nodded in agreement with a friendly smile. "West sounds good! Let's-" Yet before he could finish his sentence, Sootflare raced past them, towards the west, he supposed. "Well, we better catch up! Wouldn't be good if we split off," and the silver tabby headed off in the direction of the fleeing feline.

The tom seemed ... a little flushed when they reached him. Embarrassed, yet Icestorm didn't mind that he wasn't very ... calm at the moment or ... a little strange. He sent the warrior that bolted a small, warm smile. "Shall we get started, looking around here?" the freckled cat had terrible memory, honestly, and turned to the other warrior. "Shattervenom! What was it that we were looking for again? I... kind of forgot"

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ashclaw walks around the east borders and see if theres any rodents to hunt at east border," sighs- i wish i had a partner its lonley doing the patrol alone," he says sad as he patrols

[Starfall]

Pansypuddle
@tulle

He was awake, and he made sure to make it everybody's problem...except Tansytrickle. Partners in crime they were. Unstoppable goblins they were...if they knew what goblins were. It took half of the day, but with the melting snow, and the smell of rotting grass...well. An idea sprung into his fluffy little head.

But, with the worst of it done, he shuffled into the med den with the largest mouthfull of dead grass he had. With even more dead grass piled onto his back. It wasn't too terribly hard to pile it on, considering it was rotten, wet, and even a little slimy. He was pretty sure he had a worm or two in these clumps. He didn't want to think too terribly about it.

With a flicker of mischief in his eyes, he turned to look at his sibling. A silent question, before stepping forwards and depositing the grass with gentle flings. Doing his absolute best to avoid both the herbs and the patience in the den.

He was mischevious...but he wasn't evil.

[taillow]

Tansytrickle
Another day, another... opportunity with his brother. Truth be told, after they had filled Twilightstar's den with their marvelous offering he had half expected the Clan leader to call them both in. Neither of them had exactly been discreet with their scents, banking on the chance that so many scents occupied the den that theirs would remain unnoticed. This one would hopefully be different - so many herbs and plants to sniff that Cowpaw wouldn't bother to try and detect little old Pansy and Tansy, right?

Clumps of dead grass were clamped in his jaws along with the piles that covered his pelt. Gone was the golden color of his fur, replaced by the faint tint of green from collecting as much (dead) grass he could find. This was different from Twilightstar's den; for this time, Cowpaw's nest and herbswould be left entirely alone, pristine and untouched - they were not goblins, after all (whatever those were). The rest of his den, however...

The silent question poised by his brother received a knowing look from Tansytrickle, a wiggle of a smile. His gaze was filled with mischief as he set to work spreading the grass across the den. Making sure there was a clear distinction between the den floor and Cowpaw's nest. That was the one objective today, aside from grass shenanigans; make sure nothing touched the nest. "This should do a-plenty," Tansytrickle whispered gleefully as he stepped back. "And away we go!" With a swish of his tail the slender tomcat turned and skedaddled out of the medicine den with his brother in tow.

[ @Starfall ]

[Orion]

@Kingly @wnder



Shattervenom envied how easily Icestorm adapted to every situation... but then, that's one reason why Ice stood as such a respected WindClan warrior. His personality was as smooth and cool as his frozen namesake, and yet he held an unmistakable warmth that had the nervous huntress relaxing despite her fervent desire not to embarrass herself in front of him. How could anyone feel bad when the pale tom smiled at them so openly? If Icestorm asked Shattervenom to crawl into a hole and stay there while grinning that gentle grin, she'd probably obey him without question.

The pair of them managed to catch up to Sootflare with some long strides. As evil as it seemed, the older warrior's obvious discomfort helped Shatter loosen up even more; if Icestorm excuded positive energy and Sootflare felt more antsy than she did, Shatter had no reason to overthink her every twitch and syllable. She released a taut breath she hadn't realized she'd been trapping in her lungs. Okay. They were fine. Icestorm wasn't going to berate either her or Soot to their faces, and Soot clearly had more on his mind to worry about than anything silly that Shatter might do on accident. That meant she could banish the tension from her shoulders and focus entirely on their mission.

A small happy spark lit within Shattervenom when Icestorm bothered to ask for her input, although her mask remained as stoic as ever. "Yellow flowers," she replied with a decisive nod. "As far as which yellow flowers... well, the ones that immediately come to mind are sunflowers and marigold, both of which I've seen out here—though the sunflowers are rarer." Confidence—simple and bright—bloomed within her with every word that the toms didn't interrupt. "I'm not sure which ones Cowpaw would want more... perhaps we'll bring back both?"

Mentally making a note to spend more time watching Cowpaw to better pick up on his preferred method of communication, Shatter nodded to her companions and trotted forward, casually taking the lead to show them the general direction of where she'd last seen a lovely bed of marigolds. Above them the sky spanned a limpid blue, clouds skidding along with thin-feathered edges teased by a light wind. It was beautiful outside. They couldn't have asked for better weather... and so far, Shattervenom couldn't have asked for better company.

(Regardless if she was starstruck by Icestorm, and if Sootflare was about to implode from awkwardness.)

The white-spattered she-cat slid around some tall grasses until the terrain flattened out, high foliage giving way to sun-warmed stones and splashes of wildflowers. Shattervenom's discerning gaze swept over bundles of blue and vivid clusters of pink... until she noted thick clusters of orange-streaked yellow blooming all on its own. She bounded toward the marigold on light paws; the petals were almost curly, ruffled adorably upon each stem, their scent unmistakably musky—not unlike fresh hay.

Flicking her tail thoughtfully, Shatter leaned down to begin chewing some flowers off their bed of delicate leaves... ignoring, as she usually did, the buzzing drone of insects while they pollinated. Wasps and bees never bothered the warrior; she found that if she didn't bother them, they wouldn't bother her.

If Sootflare drew nearby to help her gather the flowers, Shattervenom would brush his shoulder faintly with her tail—a distanced act of welcome, letting him understand that he had no reason to panic. She certainly accepted the more experienced cat—and she guessed that Icestorm probably held no ill feelings, either.

[TeaHouse]

Originally Posted by DawnIsLost

“I have no idea,” the young she-cat giggled. She started walking towards the fresh kill pile, in front of Rapidkit.

Rapid

Rapid took a few steps and stared for a moment. He picked up a shrew and turned to a shady place where he could catch his breath. He stood over the area for a moment then fell with a heavy thud. His hind-legs sprawled to the side and the starling at his front paws. He looked over at the she and watch.

[Poprock]

@sid (Thanks for your patience. Next post can be at Adder Rocks <3 )
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Acornnose could cry. What vendetta did Cowpaw have against him? An herb patrol?! But he just went out of his way to assist the medicine cat in remodeling his den! Shouldn't he be excused from warrior duties for... ever? Or at least for a few days... He had been out exploring the twoleg place last night, and barely got any sleep. Note to self, don't snooze in the clearing next time...

In his sleep deprived annoyance, he didn't care to decipher all of Cowpaw's quirks - or even two different clanmates getting his name wrong. Oh well, if he took time to correct them he would have even less sleep later.

He gave a slow, sleepy smile up at Snowwillow; not before giving his body a good looooong stretch. "Ready as I'll ever be. Let's head to Adder rocks. I think I remember seeing something herby there."