WindClan: Life Before 2023's Fire

[Shade.]

Rookscreech limped outside for a clan meeting.

[Cinderspirit]

Cinderspirit padded up to the Breezerock, answering Twilightstar's summons.

[wolfie]

== > @Guardian Fox @Alchemist Kitsune @FireSandwich @epicstinkyman @Silverfur & Co @RunningInTheHeather @Abyssopelagic [ mentioning everyone who i believed interacted with the first post - it is up to your whether or not your character would like to attend the burial ]
Cowtuft stayed quiet as his clanmates gathered to pay their respects. His ears perking up as a small kit stepped forward towards him, looking up with golden hues. His eyes widened for a moment, stars, he hadn't wanted the young ones to witness this. (While it was a part of life, .. he only wished they could stay ignorant as long as possible. )

His expression soften and he spoke in a hoarse voice, "Yes... Kitefly will be .. very happy in Starclan... they will be able to hunt endlessly.. and reunite with their ancestors... they will have peace and rest.. " He murmured, keeping his tone low enough that only Shadekit would possibly hear. Cowtuft would attempt to offer comfort by brushing his feathery tail against the little one's hindleg, a low rumbling coming from his throat.

His head jerked towards the sound of another voice as Lightningkit approached and Cowtuft found himself squinting before his shoulders relaxed. It was the two ginger points present on her face and her slightly higher pitched voice that gave rang to her true identity. His eyes watered with sympathy, oh, she's already seen so many fallen clanmates. Yet here she was, comforting another kit. He slowly blinked at her with gratitude. She was right.

Cowtuft would have to take the lead in this, once more, he would put his clanmate to rest. He shakily rose to his paws, stepping away from the two kits and Kitefly. He took the time to let his gaze linger on everyone gathered, attempting to meet their gaze. Once more, he did not speak - could not bring himself to use gestures with the low probability of anyone truly understanding him, at least in this moment. He nodded and felt as if that was enough. It was time.

(He caught onto a smaller cat sobbing quietly into the chest of an older, and he briefly stilled, wishing he could do something to help but felt unable to do anything. His gaze lingered until the older directed the younger one away from their fallen clanmate. )

Cowtuft would carefully place Kitefly onto his back, and with a tail high up in the air, would begin to walk towards Juniper's Rest. Those who wished to say their final words or help was to come with him. Maybe it was the silence that said all he needed.

[Silverfur & Co]

leopardfire n lightpaw gathered

[MockingRabbit]

Originally Posted by Alchemist Kitsune

Despite the sleepiness still clinging to her, Brightkit was quick to respond, with an eagerness in her voice as she bounded towards Snowybreeze with more energy than the young warrior would have thought possible from someone who had just woken up. The patched tom would have considered the possibility that it was simply a kit thing, to have such bursts of vigor... but to be perfectly honest he had never had such moments as a kit, making him discard that notion quite quickly. Unless of course he'd been the singularly passionless kit in the clan while he'd been growing up which... quite frankly seemed like a plausible option. Regardless, the gentle giant offered a soft smile to the young molly, albeit it not quite reaching his eyes. The previous day had been quite taxing on the Brightkit's sister, and after the recent loss of their mother, the patched warrior couldn't help the guilt that bubbled in his his stomach. Still... he'd made a promise to Twistedpaw that he would do what he could. And getting Brightkit was all he could do as far as her request went. The fiendish rogues that had gotten Fireflame ensured as much.

"I have a request. From Twistedpaw. She wished to see you. Last night. You and... and Fireflame," Snowybreeze whispered in soft, empathetic tones. He knew it was probably not what the kit wanted to hear, and he hated himself for being the one to bring up Brightkit's recently deceased mother but... what other choice did he have? Allow Brightkit to go unawares to her sister, only to be bombarded by questions of their mother there? Caught off guard on such a topic? No. That would be far too cruel an act for Snowybreeze. The truth. It hurt. But it was best to be prepared on the inevitable, especially if she wished to remain in contact with her sister.

The massive warrior shook his head, closing his eyes momentarily before continuing, "I am afraid. She did not seem to be aware of... what has transpired. Of late." There was no judgement or vitriol in his voice. He did not blame Brightkit for not having informed Twistedpaw of their mother's fate. Something had obviously been going on in the new apprentice's life that had led to this lack of information, and with all the variables in place, it was not in his heart or mind to place the blame on one of his clanmates most affected by Fireflame's death. "I could take you, if you wish? To the medicine cat's den? We could stop at the fresh-kill pile. Get something to eat. For both you and her to share. Or... anything else. I would be glad. To help."

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@RedAnger - Brightkit

"Twistedkit wants to speak to me?" Brightkit repeated, "Is she OK?" She remembered the events leading to her visit to the Medicine Cat's den. Maybe it had gotten worse? She frowned as Snowybreeze went on to say that her sister had also requested the presence of Fireflame. She opened her mouth to speak, but he beat her to it. "How could she not know?" A tone of grief entered her voice as her mother was brought up. Pain of the loss still raw in her heart.



"Yes," she murmured, then louder so Snowybreeze could hear. "Lets stop by the freshkill pile. I'll get her a..." Brightkit didn't remember what Twistedpaw's favorite food was. I'll get her the plumpest mouse there. She brushed bast Snowybreeze to the nursery entrance.

//We could skip the clearing, straight to the MC den?

[Radetzky]

Hawksprint made his way to the breezerock and sat down amongst the other cats, looking up at Twilightstar.

[Eaglet]

stumpypoppy and mossdream gathered under the breezerock.

[perseus.]

Crowflutter trotted in and took a seat to watch the meeting. Eyes looking around for Cowtuft to make sure he has been doing okay. She truly needs to go and talk to him soon.


Crowfoot watched the gathering from the warriors den.


Wolfkit was peaking out from the nursery.

[Abyssopelagic]

Moorpaw heard Twilightstar's call for a Clan Meeting and slowly trotted to join her Clanmates.
She stared up at the leader and tried to gauge her mood, on whether or not she should expect good or bad news. Most definitely, the..... the dea.... the loss of Kitefly (she had to push down the memories of seeing the corpse of her clanmate, push down the feelings of dread that came with remembering), and perhaps to clarify something she'd mentioned at the last meeting.
Moorpaw made herself focus on the latter, and the possibility of Guardians, and who those could possibly be.


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Wingdapple trotted to join his clanmates, his mind thinking to the apprentice he'd found not too long ago, and hoping this meeting could distract him from the grotesque scene that still haunted him.
As he sat among his Clanmates, a sudden chill made him shiver and he puffed his fur against what he assumed was a stray and offending left over winter breeze.
He hunched down to get lower, hoping the bodies of his clanmates would keep that pesky cold at bay.
In the meantime, he tried very hard not to shiver like a leaf caught in a gale.

[^Walmart_Door^]

Blossomkit ran over playfully and sat down.