WindClan: Life Before 2023's Fire

[Charmer]

Originally Posted by ladybugg03

"Fine," she said. Junepaw dropped the rabbit and sat down next to Thistlepaw. She looked over to him. "Yours?"

Thistlepaw stared down at his paws, his face darkening. "It's not really...Ambercloud is still recovering from her accident..." Thistlepaw didn't say anymore. It had been two days since Ambercloud had suffered an adder bite after shoving him to safety on their fateful first hunting trip. He shot a sidelong glance at Junepaw, but couldn't bring himself to say anymore.

[Charmer]

Originally Posted by Zero to Hero

(It's alright )

Surgestorm took one final deep breath around his mouthful of yarrow, and nodded gratefully at the apprentice. He went to the warrior, and began to work fast, knowing that he didn't have much time to save her. He had no idea if it was too late, but he'd still do everything in his power to help her. "Try to keep as still as possible," He meowed as soothingly as he could. "It'll keep the venom from spreading any faster that it already is." Surge looked at Thistlepaw. "You may need to hold her down to stop the spasms." The medicine cat worked quickly, adding tormentil to his yarrow to make a poultice. He spat the chewed herbs onto the small wound, knowing that the two herbs would extract some of the poison. Finally, he took some tansy from his bundle, only a small amount, and offered it to the warrior. "This'll help you fight it," He meowed. "The poison will stay in your system for quite a while yet, and you're going to have to fight it. But, you're strong - I know you can win and survive this."

Thistlepaw nodded gravely at the medicine cat's instruction, grateful for something to do. Watching the all of Surgestorm's actions seemed to take forever to the young apprentice and he was just about ready to claw his own fur off in frustration. He crept a whisker-length away from his mentor, ready to hold her down if necessary, his shoulder's hunched and ready to pounce as he had been when he spotted that mouse. He dug his claws into the soil and tried to keep his voice calm. "Please hurry," he meowed softly, watching Surgestorm chewing up the herbs. He listened as Surgestorm spoke softly to Ambercloud. He sounded confident, and that helped immensely. The little apprentice sheathed his claws and to a long deep breath, his attention split between his mentor, and his silent prayers to Starclan.

@Stormfeather {Foxxi}

[fresh]

Originally Posted by Charmer

Thistlepaw nodded gravely at the medicine cat's instruction, grateful for something to do. Watching the all of Surgestorm's actions seemed to take forever to the young apprentice and he was just about ready to claw his own fur off in frustration. He crept a whisker-length away from his mentor, ready to hold her down if necessary, his shoulder's hunched and ready to pounce as he had been when he spotted that mouse. He dug his claws into the soil and tried to keep his voice calm. "Please hurry," he meowed softly, watching Surgestorm chewing up the herbs. He listened as Surgestorm spoke softly to Ambercloud. He sounded confident, and that helped immensely. The little apprentice sheathed his claws and to a long deep breath, his attention split between his mentor, and his silent prayers to Starclan.

@Stormfeather {Foxxi}

Ambercloud heaved again, a voice at the edge of her fading hearing.
"Try to keep as still as possible. Eat this tansy, it'll help." The weak she-cat opened her jaws just a claw-scratch, fighting the spasms rocking her body best she could, but every now and then she jerked upwards. Please, StarClan... i can't die like this... Amber's blood went cold as she realized she could no longer move or feel her paws. The numb sensation spread along her until she could only feel her head.
"I- I can't- feel my body," she gasped. "Surgestorm, I'm going to die, aren't I?" The fear in her voice was unmistakable.

[doghouse]

Originally Posted by Aquarius

(Oh crap, I'm so sorry for my inactivity! I should be back on regularly. Ignore the message on your profile, I didn't recognize you with your name change.)

Sparrowpaw lifted his head and smiled at her. "Oh, it's good you have a mentor then. Speaking of mentors, mine is calling me, so I have to go," the tom nodded. His green eyes filled with kindness some of the others cats didn't possess, he looked over at his mentor over his shoulder, a golden she-cat with odd colored eyes. He dipped his head awkwardly and turned and fled to the entrance of camp, where he saw a she-cat waiting for him. Dewpaw rolled her eyes and turned back to Midgepaw, listening to the rest of what she had to say. The last thing the younger apprentice said struck Dewpaw with shock, and her tail went rigid for a second. She tried to remember that this cat had been raised different from the cats in her Clan, and that of course they wouldn't know, but it was still slightly horrific that someone would think StarClan is a bad thing. Dewpaw swallowed hard. "StarClan's a good thing. A very good thing." She tried to think of how to explain it without it seeming like some elder's tale. "StarClan is a Clan where cats go when they... when they die. When a cat dies, it's spirit goes up to StarClan, which is like a Clan in the sky. We can't see them, but sometimes leaders or medicine cats speak to them in their dreams." Dewpaw didn't like the way she had described it, but she could think of no other way. Her stiffened tortoishell pelt relaxed a bit as she hoped she was convincing Midgepaw that StarClan was actually good. She bit her lip and glanced at the apprentice, waiting for her response anxiously. I hope I did it okay, StarClan, she said internally, kind of like a prayer. I'm sorry if I messed up.

Midgepaw nodded, watching the tom go and marveling at how everyone in WindClan was so nice, some more than others, obviously, but still nicer than many of those in Midgepaw's birthplace. They watched the other apprentice and their mentor leave, wondering if every apprentice spent that much time with their mentor. They liked Ebonyflicker, who apparently knew their mother, which was quite a shock, and Midgepaw hoped that they would never see the dilute Calico's face again. After a moment, they turned and once again faced Dewpaw, curious as to what their answer would be. Already, they'd heard their mentor's opinion, but had heard many others, and was extremely confused, turn between which one they should believe. Midgepaw could see the shock in Dewpaw's face, and they instantly regretted asking, hoping that the molly wasn't mad at them. They doubted that she was, but still, a shred of fear clung on to their mind, causing the them to start shaking uncontrollably, their yellow hues widening an almost unnoticeable amount. Listening intently to what the other apprentice had to say, Midgepaw turned her words over and over in their head, then slowly nodded, still shaking. “I- I don't know if I'll e- ever really b- believe fully in S- StarClan.... I want to, but I- I just don't know. I s- see your point, though.... But I also see t- the other p- points,” Midgepaw's voice was thin and shaky, each word laced with a hint of fear and uncertainty, and they closed their eyes. It was true, they'd had a dream with a cat they'd once known, but they hoped that it was only that; a dream, for they were still devastated at what it meant, and tried desperately to block it out and push it away. “Healers don't get StarClan dreams,” they observed, wrapping their tail over their paws and crouching down, trying to hide their shakiness.

[Random Melody]

Originally Posted by Stario

Curlypaw sighed, relieved that their conversation was over. He turned and headed off in the other direction. In truth, Curlypaw didn't see his father as a father. He never liked how Ratheart was always chasing other she-cats, and was hardly ever around. He only saw his father as a flirt and irresponsible, and never intentionally talked to him when he was present.
Curlypaw shook his head, clearing away the thought. He had to focus on hunting, or he could miss a possible target. His ears twitched, detecting a sound to the left of him. He turned, and spotted a white hare. It wasn't the biggest, but it would do. deciding to target the small creature, Curlypaw broke into a run. The hare looked up and spotted him, then dashed the other way. Curlypaw turned and ran to the right, dashing in a full circle to meet the hare head on.
The hare let out a squeak and attempted to turn, but Curlypaw pounced, shoving the prey down with this paws and sinking his teeth into his neck. The hare struggled for a few second before going limp. Curlypaw released and backed away, licking his jaws. He then bowed his head and murmured "Thank you StarClan for allowing me to take the life of this hare for the sake of my clan." He reached down and latched his jaws around the hares neck, lifting it up.

(Im heeerrreeee XD)
Hunterpaw trotted further away, ears pricked up silently. He couldnt stand Ratheart honestly, but a part of him still wanted his father around. Or just someone to be a father to him. Like Springwind! Though Hunterpaw would never admit it to anyone. Ever. Like ever. Never. Besides, he didnt want himself to get too attached to Springwind... Any more than he already was. After all, everyone left him, why would Springwind be different? Hunterpaw shook his head, giving a small lash of his tail and taking a deep breath. That doesnt matter right now. Im on a hunt.

The apprentice's eyes flickered over, noticing a small movement in the bushes. Hunterpaw stopped moving for a second, before dropping down into a silent crouch. He reached over and placed one of his paws over a branch, and in one quick movement, he snapped it. Almost immediately, the brown rabbit that had been hiding immediately shot out of the bush to the left, and Hunterpaw took off after it, digging his claws into the ground and pushing himself forward. Though, the rabbit was fast, gaining distance faster than Hunter could gain speed.

Not willing to give up yet, Hunterpaw shoved his back legs up hard, leaping up onto a large stone. Then he pushed himself off just as quickly as he landed which sent him soaring through the air and landing right behind the rabbit, his front paws slamming down onto the creature's spine. Quickly, Hunterpaw ducked his head and delivered a quick bite to the throat, ending its life before it could suffer. The black and white Tom took a deep breath as he stepped back, shaking out his short fur and shutting his eyes for a moment. Then he lowered his head, picking up the rabbit by the scruff before turning and heading toward a huge tree to bury it in the leaves.

[lost]

Originally Posted by woly

She wouldnt be surprised if she felt a bit nervous leaving her kits. After all, she didnt seem like she left the nursery often. "They'll be in good paws." she gave a smile as comfort. She still couldnt grasp on what she was going through being a single mother, of forbidden kits, and not having a proper support system. Sunsong made a silent note that she would now be part of Driftstreams support system. Whether it was little things like helping take care n watch her kits, or simply having her vent to her if she ever needed. She believed every mother deserved support-no matter who the father may be. "What are their names?"

Driftstream gave a small smile to the other queen, then turned her attention back to her kits. Gustkit was shifting around again, and had smacked her leg in the process. How could that little action be so adorable? "The one that just moved, that's Gustkit." Gustkit looked most like her, and shared a name similar to her own. "This golden one, Lionkit." Lionkit was most like his father, and named after him too. "Then there is Blossomkit here... And Fennelkit." Those two were a beautiful mix of mother and father. They were also the more creative named kits, not being named after a parent. Eyeing them, she suddenly realized they wouldn't be this small ever again, eventually they would grow up. How had Dapplestar dealt with that, when she was a kit? How could any mother watch her kits grow up and leave their side? "At first, I didn't want them. I thought they were a cruel joke StarClan was playing on me. But now... I want them to stay by my side like this forever. I don't want to lose them."

[graves]

Originally Posted by lost

Driftstream gave a small smile to the other queen, then turned her attention back to her kits. Gustkit was shifting around again, and had smacked her leg in the process. How could that little action be so adorable? "The one that just moved, that's Gustkit." Gustkit looked most like her, and shared a name similar to her own. "This golden one, Lionkit." Lionkit was most like his father, and named after him too. "Then there is Blossomkit here... And Fennelkit." Those two were a beautiful mix of mother and father. They were also the more creative named kits, not being named after a parent. Eyeing them, she suddenly realized they wouldn't be this small ever again, eventually they would grow up. How had Dapplestar dealt with that, when she was a kit? How could any mother watch her kits grow up and leave their side? "At first, I didn't want them. I thought they were a cruel joke StarClan was playing on me. But now... I want them to stay by my side like this forever. I don't want to lose them."

She smiled as the queen explained all of them to her. She could tell just how she talked about them they meant a lot to her. "They all have wonderful names." she smiled. She listened to Driftstream. She felt every queen felt that way sometimes about their kits, starclans curse to the nursery, but every queen eventually warmed up to them. Every queen eventually loved their kits with a passion. Every queen wouldnt give up their kits for the world. "Youre never ready to be a mother at first, we always have to let them grow on us and eventually steal our hearts." she smiled. She couldnt imagine how it mustve felt to have kits without her mate, much less a forbidden mate. She looked up to Driftstream a bit, the queen had been through more then Sunsong could comprehend.

[Ivy]

Originally Posted by Beau

Crestfeather grinned triumphantly as she managed to make Soaringcrane laugh twice but then let out a surprised squeal as he pushed her. The molly tumbled onto her back, clumsily, and giggled as his tongue tickled her chest. Batting at the tom with her paws, Crestfeather wiggled out from under him and hopped to her paws. "Let's go!" She purred with a smile, nudging his shoulder with her head before slinking past him into the heather. The warrior paused a moment to bite off a few strands of heather before leaping away with the sweet smelling bundle in her mouth. She figured the both of them would want a reminder of their love in their nest. It felt odd to think about it, and she wondered with slight embarrassment if anyone would notice. The thought brought heat flooding to her face, but she shook it away. So what if anyone noticed? Plenty of cats shared nests and now she got to show that Soaringcrane was hers and hers alone. Absolutely giddy, the she-cat sped up. She was excited to get back to camp, all thoughts of the gathering pushed to the farthest reach of her mind, but Crestfeather had no idea how she was supposed to sleep with all the excitement of the night still fresh in her mind.

Soaringcrane smiled as she took a bunch of heather, probably intending to put it in their nest. Heather was their symbol of love for them.
He smirked and ran towards camp with her, running in long strides with her. With each step he took, he felt happier. Tonight was going to be their first night together as mates, sharing body heat. In the morning, he planned to go out and hunt her a champion's breakfast. He wanted her to stay healthy before leaf-bare would come. Of course, the cold season wouldn't come for a while, but he wanted her to be satisfied internally as well as externally. He wanted to snuggle her and coo over her. He wanted to watch when she would get her first apprentice to mentor. Like his mate, he didn't know how to sleep due to all the excitement that had filled the night.

[Phoenix Flames]

Originally Posted by Phoenix Flames

Eelgaze flicked her ears as she heard something. She looked at Mudkit and realized that he had fallen out of the nest. She gently picked him up by the scruff and placed him back next to her.

Originally Posted by CandyFlossCat

Content now that he was back in the nest. Mudkit mewled and began to suckle, his tiny tail twitching as he felt the warmth of his siblings around him. He was excited when he'd be able to see them, for it was odd just being in pitch black.

@CandyFlossCat; @The Eye Of The Storm; @Socks;

Bump.

[wickedvirtues]

Originally Posted by Phoenix Flames

@CandyFlossCat; @The Eye Of The Storm; @Socks;

Bump.

(Should we do a teeny timeskip to where they can do other things than wiggle?)