WindClan: Life Before 2023's Fire

[Fuzzy]

@Zero to Hero
{I'll take it into the Medicine Cats' den. I've talked with Cosmo and King.}

Buttercupbreeze was pleased that the bundle of fur she held between her jaws had relaxed. She didn't want to take a frighten kitten into camp were so many cats were especially since she was hurt. It could be hard to be introduced into a new place when you were already worried. But, the kit had calmed and she gently hung from the molly's jaws limp like prey. Though by the rise and fall of her flack and the best of her head against her this molly was sure she was alive.
Buttercup's first intentions was to take the mysterious kit to Oriolepaw to see what she could do for her. The kitten had plenty of scratches, none look deep but what did she know? She knew nothing about herbs other then that cobwebs stopped bleeding and the only reason she knew that was because she'd been hurt enough times to remember that. Though the kit's left eye was swollen shut, unlike her right eye witch was a beautiful amber, Buttercup was a bit worried about that, she'd not injured her eye before so it wasn't something she knew would heal. If it didn't it'd be pretty hard for the little tabby to grow up only seeing out of one eye, even harder if she wasn't able to stay in WindClan. I hope Oriolepaw knows how to heal all her wounds otherwise I'll have to get Daydream, they are much closer then Shinefang and he's to old to travel that far when some other cat is closer. She told herself glancing down at the kit again, sleeping soundly in her jaws.

Once in camp Buttercupbreeze headed straight towards the Medicine Cats' den. Her stride was still gentle and not rushed now both to avoid alerting the Clan and not wake the sleeping kitten. The creamy ginger molly did how ever cover the distance of camp pretty fast as her long limbs could cover ground swiftly. Stopping for a brief heartbeat Buttercup tried to decide how to explain the matter but decided she'd just say what came to mind. With that she pushed though the entrance of the den careful not to scratch the kit with a heather or grose branch. Once in the den she was honestly surprised to see that the ShadowClan Medicine cat was already there. I must have missed them getting here. The Deputy commented silently. She'd assume Daydream was there to train Oriolepaw since the past Medicine cat had sadly been killed in a run in with a fox.
Feeling a bit bad for interrupting a training session Buttercup gently sat down the kitten after waving her tail in greeting. "Oriolepaw, Daydream." She greeted a slight nod to each cat. "I'm sorry to intrude but, well..." The molly added letting her words trail off as she looked over at the tabby kitten she'd found in the territory. She was sure that the poor little kit needed their attention at I for a while as she got her good and water but she was also sure that they didn't need her explaining it. Sometimes actions speak louder than words.


@Cosmo @king kaleb!
{Whenever want guys are ready.}

[Spikes]

( @Arié aaahhh sorry I missed your mention! I don't even know how I missed it, haha. )

Roansplash, cocked his head at the spotted tom, wondering if he really wouldn't respond after all. Would he have to visit their medicine cat? It'd be a long way to walk... Breezefeather looked so sickly that Roansplash wondered if he could even make it. They had never been very close, the roan tom even wondering if they had spoken before or not, but he wasn't going to watch a clanmate needlessly waste away on their territory. Roansplash's ears flattened against his head as he began to speak, his response not what the russet tom had expected. His tone didn't match his stumbling gait at all. "Excuse me?" he meowed curtly, easily keeping up with the tom's pace as he tried to keep him supported. "You'll get food at camp. Trust me, we need to-"

Roansplash flinched at his tone, taken aback by the silver tom's words. Is he really that ignorant about his own health? "Don't be ridiculous!" he snapped back, tail flicking in annoyance. "You can barely walk, let alone hunt!" Roansplash knew he couldn't even hunt for the cat, himself. He struggled to even touch a rabbit let alone catch one. "You're coming back to camp." It wasn't a request anymore. It was an order. He blocked the silvering cat's way, stopping him from continuing any further away from the one place he needed to be.

[Fuzzy]

Originally Posted by Blazepaw

Clawsion lifted his head and looked up. He saw a tom staring at him with wide confused eyes. "That not you mom. Is it? Its cold." He dropped his head and started shivering.

"Help me."

Pipitfeather gave the little tom a sympathetic glance, he was all alone and freezing. It left this cream and ginger tom feeling sorry for him. "I'm not your mom, sorry." He admitted as the little tom lifted his head and commented that he was not his mom. Sitting down on three legs the young tom laid his fluffy tail over the shivering kitten to try and warm him. "Are you lost? Can you tell me how to help you?" Pipitfeather asked the kitten looking down at the little scrap beside him.



@Arié @Spikes
{Hay we're a bunch of lazy people. X3
And yay a fights the perfect place for Buttercup to jump in.}

Buttercupbreeze ran though the moor today had already been so busy! She was exhausted from being on her paws all day. To be honest she wasn't even sure if she'd eaten all day, so forgetful and yet she managed on with all her duties. At least she got some training in with Shadepaw witch was tiring but after words she'd gone hunting. That was a bit relaxing and she successfully caught a hare witch she still carried in her jaws.
Letting out a sigh Buttercup rounded a few stray rock mounds, only to hear cat's bickering over something. Oh come on, we don't need fighting inside our borders, there's enough tension outside them. The molly thought to herself. She could just hear the toms from a distance so wasn't able to pinpoint what they were saying but neither sounded pleased with the other. But one sounded genuinely worried from what she could tell at the distance. I hope no cat's hurt. She suddenly worried swiftly heading over to the two toms.

Once Buttercupbreeze reached the two toms it was clear that the silver spotted tabby was in pain and apparently in poor health and the rowan Hurd one was trying to take him back to camp. Dropping her prey the molly headed closer to the toms. "What's going on?" She asked looking them both over but mostly the silver tom. Uh, named I can't remember names. Hmm, I wanna say Roansplash and Breezefeather but I'm probably wrong. The creamy ginger feline recalled, she was never good with names especially of cats she never interacted with but she needed to get better at that. Both things actually, interacting with the Clan and remembering names.
Flicking her bushy tail a few times Buttercup made sure she stayed calm, she couldn't let her tiredness make her short tempered or anything. Nor did she want to hurt any cat's feeling which sadly she did a lot without realizing it. That was probably going to happen though, since there is already tension in the air and with her tendency to be blunt even she she isn't tired increased when she is, it might end poorly. Though thankfully for the time being Buttercup was calm and would attempt to stay that way.


{Wouldn't it be a hoot if Breeze snapped at Buttercup as well and she ganged up with Roan to force him eat? Tired Buttercup can be a bit snappy and blunt. X3
My baby needs some conflicts.}

[Arie]

@Spikes @Fuzzyfeline

{Yas, I was honestly replying to Spikes and just got an email that you wrote so I stopped - Breezy doesn't know it's a new deputy or medcat/ he's been out in the territory for so long that he rarely interacts with anyone}

Breezefeather looked up at the female who had appeared and narrowed his eyes. He had completely forgotten about the male to his side, who he was still leaning on with all his near gone weight. He was afraid, it could easily be seen, he didn't trust that this female would do him any good either or help him. "Huh, so another one comes to get me back to camp, and a she-cat at this," he snapped, fear evident in his voice but also in the way he backed away. He did not like the power that the molly was showing but didn't like being too afraid. But he was frail, his paws hurt and he knew that as soon as leafbare hit he would have to seek home with the clan, but he didn't know exactly when that was and he wanted to be out, free from all the pitying stares for as long as possible. He suspected it was common knowledge that the silver spotted male had fathered a litter with a kittypet who joined the clan, only for the kitty-pet to run away as their kit turned to apprentice. Back to the present Breezefeather snapped at the two again, "Would other's place stop treating me like an invalid or an elder? I'm neither!"

[Spikes]

( @Arié | @Fuzzyfeline YES. PERFECT. Breeze is going back to camp one way or another XD )

Already frustrated with the tom, Roansplash was unprepared to face yet another cat. This place was becoming pretty crowded for being so far away from camp. His paws shuffled slightly with discomfort as he struggled to maintain Breezefeather's balance. "Take a look for yourself," he grunted, nudging the weak tom gently. He was surprised that the spotted cat was still standing, the way he swayed precariously whenever he attempted to push away Roansplash's help. He shot a glance at the she-cat as Breezefeather spoke up, the look in the Roan tom's eyes saying it all. Get a load of this guy, huh?

"Hey, uh..." he pressed his mind for a name that he could allocate to her. He'd seen this cat before, but it was lost on him... Until he remembered her prefix. "Buttercup..? Mind helping me, here?" he pressed against the tom once more, though he didn't seem to be struggling. His words were all the battle he had, and Roansplash was quite the bulky tom. He didn't want to accidentally knock Breezefeather over. "Breezefeather here won't see reason," he meowed, rolling his eyes. He paused to look at the hare that was by her. "...He hasn't eaten in a while, either."

(Tfw Roan is so reclusive he doesn't even know his own deputy XD)

[Fuzzy]

@Arié @Spikes

(Yeah but Buttercup doesn't even notice.)

Buttercupbreeze was honestly shocked by the hostility and distrust the spotted silver tom showed. He was a Clanmate yet he acted like an outsider. His actions showing fear and anger above the cold glade he gave her with his narrowed eyes. It was almost a sad sight that her Clanmate could drift so far away from the Clan that he feared them. At his sharp comment Buttercup was struck, was he being so hostile because she was female? The fear in his voice was to odious for her to miss it.
Glancing at the rowan hued tom she took a breath. "I'm not sure what this is about but-" She started calmly but was cut of by another snapping comment from the silver tom. This was getting out of law and fast. I'm all honestly Buttercupbreeze was growing tiered of the tom's attitude and white her being tired it made it worse. "Well maybe if you didn't act like a grumpy elder you wouldn't get treated like one! Form what I can see you can't even clean your own pelt! Let your Clanmates help you, you're still one of us even if you don't want to be!" She snapped back her bushy tail slightly lashing behind her. Breezefeather had gotten in her nerves, he wouldn't lessen and if course she just bluntly told her what was on her mind. If tom won't lessen to reason maybe he'll lessen to an order. Buttercup told herself making sure to note the silver tom's stubbornness. He needed to be cared for, that was clear but it seemed that he'd have to be against his will. As Roansplash looked at her she couldn't help but agree, Breezefeather was being ridiculous.
Taking a deep breath Buttercupbreeze calmed herself again. He might have needed that but don't loose control again. She earned herself. At the ginger tom's request she nodded. "Of course, I can tell." The molly meowed answering both questions at once. When she'd said that she padded over to help support him.

[Arie]

@Spikes @Fuzzyfeline

Breezefeather gave up. He didn't wanna talk anymore, his voice already slightly hoarse from the use. He laid down, trying to prevent his legs from giving out under him. He was beyond exhausted and maybe the she-cat had a point. But he'd been in perfect shape the moon before. He looked down at his paws at the claws that were still out, the only thing that would prevent the tom from loosing his ground. His claws had been shredded down from his constant running and that was the reason he was so thin. The silver tom looked up at her, this time the sorrow and grief completely evident in his deep green eyes. He then looked to Roansplash and nodded his head softly. To him, he still thought that Roansplash was the more dominant of those two and he sat still on the moor. He looked back at his pads and claws and zoned out for a second, to a time where they were bleeding and he had been scolded by a particular she-cat and a kit had asked him if he were okay. No one ever did that after she left... he came back to the now and tried to stand again, "I'm sorry. The anger's just a defence to prevent me from shattering."

[Spikes]

|| @Fuzzyfeline | @Arié ||

Roansplash was still quite annoyed, though he appreciated the help from the cream-coloured molly. Though they had both snapped at him, he appreciated the effort she gave for the spotted tom. He barely even had to say anything, lest the she-cat say it before he did! Feeling Breezefeather's ribs against his own pelt, however, made him shiver with unease. They needed to feed this cat, and as soon as possible. But it seemed as though the last bit of fight the silver tom had was draining from him... He was silent. Roansplash stared at him, wondering if he should do something. "...Breezefeather?" he meowed cautiously, nudging the haggard tom once more. He finally had something to say.

Roansplash watched him before he spoke up, surprised at the sudden grief he expressed on his worn features. What's happened to get him to this point? The roan and white tom thought to himself, though he decided not to press the issue. He seemed to be having some sort of emotional epiphany! Unsure how the tom would answer, Roansplash was totally encompassed in the situation, waiting for the first few words to come out.

As Breezefeather spoke, Roansplash looked back at the cream molly once more, a mix of surprise and worry in his expression. It wasn't long before he looked back at the skinny tom again. "...It's nothing. Don't mention it." He nosed Breezefeather's unkempt pelt as a symbol of empathy. "Just eat something already, alright? You can worry about your fur later." His muzzle curled to a somewhat nervous smile as he remembered what the bushy-tailed she-cat had said about his pelt.

[Fuzzy]

@Arié @Spikes

At first Buttercupbreeze wasn't sure what to do, Breezefeather looked as if he'd given up and was in an emotional state. It was quite different from his earlier actions instead of being stubborn and decisive he acted submissive and like he'd completely lost any reason to fight them. Did what I say break him that much? I didn't really think about it. She admitted to herself her tail tip flicking a bit uneasy. His deep green eyes full of sorrow and grief was hard to look at. It couldn't have been her who caused that pain, but that pain was what kept him out on the moor she was sure if it. Why else was he still out here.
It was hard to watch Breezefeather suffer and glancing at Roansplash it was clear the tom shared her unease about his condition. Buttercup met the toms gaze as Breezefeather finally spoke for those brief moments she sheared his thoughts on the matter. The skinny needed food and someone to help clean him up, he was their Clanmate and Buttercup was determined to help him even if he did annoy her earlier. As the roan and white tom mentioned his pelt she flicked her ear recalling her blunt words on how Breezefeather couldn't care for his pelt.
"I caught a hare before running into you two." She admitted flicking her bushy tail towards the hard she'd laid down a little says off. "You can eat that when we get you back to camp." The creamy molly added sounding like herself again. She'd gotten what was on her chest off it, though it seemed to have hurt the silver tom a bit but she'd just have to get better at not snapping at her Clanmates.

{This was my last post before bed, g'night guys!}

[Arie]

@Spikes @Fuzzyfeline

{Go sleep, its healthy xD - I do like the rotation we got here, Me, Spikes and then Fuzzy. Makes sense :3 So Breeze gonna freak out here too, but its cause he sees a mouse. And to him mice are like spiders to an arachnophobic person}

Breezefeather nodded even though he wasn't much for returning to camp, but right now he would do anything for food and that hare looked like it was a good catch. He took a step forward, shaking lightly but then he dug his claws into the ground and steadied himself. The silver tom was happy that not all the muscle had disappeared yet he was frail indeed and food would do him good. As the group of three walked across the moor, the bengal being quite the slow mover due to his lack of balance and lack of muscles in his leg. Soon they came across a hole and a mouse sped out. The tom froze, and then jumped up in the air turning around to hide between the larger cats, his entire body shaking. He knew it was prey but oh starclan, mice terrified him. He was shaking so much he hadn't realised that the mouse was gone.