WindClan: Life Before 2023's Fire

[~Breadsticks~]

Originally Posted by Hugz

Her eyes grew wide, turning around to the tortoiseshell. Her fur was spiked in a bristle at first, but it flattened down. "I'm Blair." The she-kit mewed in response. "Are you a... Windclan cat?" Blair felt proud of herself for remembering the moor-clan's name, and her tail swept back in forth. 'How can you live with this breeze constantly nagging ruffling up your fur?' The molly almost asked, but bit it back in her throat. 'That would be rude.' Blair reminded herself.

"Yeah I'm from Windclan!" The kit purred before pausing a moment and continuing, "I think, Rainingkit, Reedkit, and I live in Windclan so maybe? Ma and Pa left us there one night I guess.." Her upset tone didn't match her playful behavior as she pounced forward to bat lightly at the she-kit's paws.

[graves]

Originally Posted by Empress Of Evil

A black and white she cat padded into the camp, a scowl resting on her face. It wasn't unusual to catch Winterwisp with an angered expression on her face. The bad moments of her past had affected her enough to turn her into a sour cat. Winterwisp had tried many times before to be nice, but it never seemed to work.

Winterwisp was currently in an extremely foul mood. More foul than usual anyway. She had just had her first training session with her apprentice, Moonpaw, and she hadn't been impressed at all. Although, Winterwisp was hard to please anyway. What a waste of my time!, Winterwisp thought, absolutely raged. If she could get a chance later, she would try go and make a complaint to Blazingstar. Ugh. If this was his way of punishing me and making me feel miserable, then he's doing great, the warrior thought, rolling her eyes. Winterwisp just wished to be left alone now. She swore that if anyone were to come near her and talk she would claw their ears of without hesitation.

The WindClan warrior sat herself done in a quiet spot in the clearing. She really just needed some peace. As a kit, she had been grateful to have her clan's company, despite knowing that the majority of them hated her. It had felt great to be near those of her own kind. Before joining WindClan, the only company she had had was the one of twolegs. But even so, they were normally out early in the morning and always returned late. As a kittypet, Winterwisp had never bothered to follow her twolegs and see where they always went, she just waited patiently for them to come home. As she grew older and older, the taunts of her bullies affected her more and more until she turned into the bitter cat she is now. Winterwisp no longer enjoyed the company of her clanmates.

He didn't know what had attracted her to him,as seen there was nothing positive going on about the shecats mood.

Perhaspe maybe it was because he could relate to her,her mood. After all a shecat he was so close to grasping an fitting around his claws had denied him-it hurt. A molly he was using as a game-entertainment that meant nothing him he couldn't get over. He hadn't felt much rejection in his life,as he could remember was his brother. Him him him. Nothing more,nothing less. So the the scene of shecats in his life now he wanted acceptance,he wanted to feel wanted and strike that away from them like he had felt. Or else,that is what was happening. Fireflare would tell you that this was all a simple entertainment thing,to feel wanted. To lead shecats on until he has a new one under his paws so he can fade away from their lives while he is having a good time..

He gazed at the shecat curiously. He was used to being able to push over shecats,she used to have shy little cats that would listen to his every confident word. That's what Honeypool was like. So he didn't know his paws were padding closer to the black n white molly until he could basically feel his aggression from being around her. His eyes stayed gentle,patient. He would take his time. He opened his mouth,the smallest-almost unnoticeable smile on his face,"Hello there,I don't believe we have met."

[graves]

Originally Posted by Moonfang

"Yeah I guess you're right." Leopardpaw smiled. "Well, I'm off, I love you mom, and tell Spider I said hi." she purred and then padded back to the apprentice's den. She smiled as she did, a very slight limp in her walk. Take it easy, soon I'll be able to run more free then I could ever dream about... she thought and purred. She loved her mother, and everything she's taught her rings true in her head. If it's your destiny, embrace it... the words she said when she first adopted her, and Leopardkit asked if she could be leader. "I'll be the best there ever was!" she meowed softly to herself and entered the den.

She drew her tongue across Leopardkits head one last time,"I love you too darling,behave. And visit the nursery more often! You might have siblings coming soon." she purred. She watched her kit walk away and smiled softly. As many kits as she had,it was sort of sad to watch them grow up. To remember how they curled next to you and complain when you groomed their small head or they didn't get enough milk. She remembered those times,and remembered when she had first found Leopardkit on Windclan territory. She's grown up so fast,already wanting to be leader. She chuckled to herself as she slipped back into the nursery,hopefully Smokethorn would visit her too.

[Emeraldgaze]

A small, light grey tabby tom-kit wonders around the windy hills of WindClan territory. He looks lost and scared as if he knew he did something wrong.
"I shouldn't have wondered away from camp..." He hisses under his breath. He continues to wonder, hoping someone will find him and bring him back home.

[Emeraldgaze]

A small, light grey tabby tom-kit wonders around the windy hills of WindClan territory. He looks lost and scared as if he knew he did something wrong.
"I shouldn't have wondered away from camp..." He hisses under his breath. He continues to wonder, hoping someone will find him and bring him back home.

[goddess of ducks]

Originally Posted by ChameweonRainbow

There it was... the dreaded question.. why couldn't cats just let the situation go? But... Horizonkit did feel terrible and wanted it to end. So when her mother asked her once again what was wrong she took a deep breath. "It's the nightmares mommy... I havent' barely slept for over a moon. And I think that's why I feel so sick all the time. I'm so tired the room actually moves! and.. and it gets really dark and my head hurts and my paws get all weak. I dont know what's wrong with me but it keeps getting worse.. I'm so, so tired mommy, but if I sleep the nightmares will hurt me again. I feel pain in my dreams and each one is different,but they all hurt a lot. I''m tired of dreaming of pain so that's why I don't want to sleep. She looked down in shame and in exhaustion

Originally Posted by ChameweonRainbow

@Nighty
Horizonkit wearily slumped into her mother's embrace and fell into the threshold of consciousness neither asleep or aware of the waking world. She purred weakly and sadly, but she was deep down relieved to be able to tell her mom and be able to feel her love even though she was so messed up. Her heart rate slowed and leveled at a steady, calm rhythm and her breathing stilled to deep, relaxed inhales and exhales. And finally after so long... She slipped into sleep. Horizonkit's body went limp, her face went slack, and her ember eyes finally fluttered shut. It was gratefully for the first time in over a moon, sleep without nightmares, without even dreams. Just blissful, unknowing, empty, slumber.

*YAY! Horizonkit has spilled the beans about her nightmares and has FINALLY fallen asleep! What will happen to her now? will her mind and body be able to heal? and will she be able to finally live a normal kit life with her family and hopefully make friends?*

Gorseflower listened, a saddened feature growing across her maw. She frowned the more the blue gray kit spilled to her. She felt truly sorry that she had not noticed this before hand. She sighed, tears burning in her deep blue hues. She leaned forwards and gave a tight embrace to her daughter. "Oh Horizonkit." She sighed, breathing softly into the kits fur. "You don't ever, ever, have to hide something like this my dear. I will always be here to listen." She sighed. Why had she been so mouse brained to not have noticed her daughter was not sleeping? "Now sweet heart, I'm going to try and help you sleep okay?" She said pushing the kit gently to the grind as she later beside her in the nest. The cream Molly wrapped her plume tail around the small kit, keeping her warm, and hopefully making her feel safer. She laid her paw around the blue fur ball and pushed her nose closer to Horizonkit's ear. There she released a soft, constant and soothing purr. Hopefully this would calm her down and make her feel safe and comforted. Soon though, her hopes were confimred. She felt the figure go limp under her and she breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you Starclan for letting her sleep peacefully." She breathed silently to her starry ancestors.

[Starfall]

Originally Posted by Empress Of Evil

Winterwisp stared at her fellow clanmate impatiently as she awaited an answer. As soon as she got her answer, any curiosity she had had, had vanished. Winterwisp wrinkled her nose in disgust. "Ugh, that disgusting excuse of a cat?", the she-cat remarked, rolling her eyes. It was clear to see that the warrior had not yet forgiven the leader for their recent argument. Deep down, Winterwisp knew she owed the ginger tom an apology too, but she would never admit that. "No. Of course I wouldn't be interested? Why would I?", Winterwisp then snarled. Her deep hatred for WindClan's leader could be heard in every bitter word she spoke about him. "There's nothing good about that cat. Don't even know how he managed to become deputy let alone leader", the black and white she-cat spat, muttering the last bit to herself so that Emberdust wouldn't be able to hear her. Looking at the she-cat that sat close to her, she studied her. I see the family resemblance between them. That's for sure, Winterwisp thought. They both had orange fur, and they both made Winterwisp want to claw off their ears. She may not have talked to Emberdust before, but there was something about the she-cat that just made her want to hate her as much as she hated her brother. The warrior met the other warrior's honey gaze with her own pale green one. She didn't like this warrior, and if she let out any harsh words, she would not let them affect her. She wasn't going to make the same mistake she did last time.

[And a beautiful hatred was born lmao]
The orange molly dropped her smile the moment the words came spilling out of Winterwhisp's maw, anger boiled within her soul and she had to resist the urge to slash the other warrior in the face, but she simply smiled once more, her honey hues danced with menace and hatred, she hadn't even known the cat for more that two seconds and she already hated her "If I were you I'd watch your tongue, don't blame me if it gets you in trouble." she warned, nothing but kindness was evident in her voice, it masked the hatred and anger she felt towards the other, but she would never let that show, if anything, her father taught her how to keep a level head in situations that angered her. Emebrdust flicked her ear and turned her gaze away from her clanmate for a few moments, her fur ruffled as an icy wind blew past, but she didn't notice it, a new plan began to form in her mind 'She is not at all who I thought she was...my guess on her personality was way off...but she seems strong and she may possibly be saying those things about Blazingstar because she likes him....worth a shot, experiment one begin.' she pushed her thoughts aside and looked back at the molly, no emotions were evident, nothing to give away her plans. She smiled sweetly "hmm well you seem to greatly detest the fact that you have a slight crush on the tom, the fact that you get...oh...how do I put this simply....'flustered' whenever someone brings him up is quite amusing." she purred, her tail tip flicking back and fourth with anticipation as she waited for Winterwhisp to take her bate.
The orange molly cocked her head to the side upon her question, slightly annoyed with the fact that the other warrior didn't have faith in her brother's strength and ability to lead "Well he did a better job that you, he's the one up there instead of you so if you're whining about how bad Blazingstar's attributes are, maybe you should check yours." she put simply, she wasn't being snarky or rude, it was just a fact, truth, she didn't know that it may be taken as either rude, or as a teasing statement, but all in all, she didn't really care. She let out a yawn and rested her head on her paws, her amber hues danced with curiosity and exhaustion, all she wanted to do was go to sleep, of course after she went to go see Surgestorm, upon her brothers orders.

[ChameweonRainbow]

@Nighty
Horizonkit hadn't remembered falling asleep. Or anything that had happened before she fell asleep. She stretched her little form out and yawned instinctively before curling back into a cuddling fluffy ball. She drowsily lifted her head. Or at least tried to. She felt so unbelievably weak. But warm and calm at the same time so she forgot all about the idea of moving. She heard and felt the steady thumping of her mother's heart and her strong breaths at she was curled up against her mother's warm belly. She softly inhaled her mother's comforting scent and relished in the aura of warmth and love that enveloped her.
As she was basking in the warmth and safety of her mother's embrace she thought about what she was doing asleep in the first place and why didn't she have nightmares that time? Then it seemed like a fog had lifted from her mind and the memories came flooding back to her. Tears welled in her eyes and her heart clenched painfully at the memory of her yelling at her mother and also lying to Quicksteam. She shuddered as guilt crashed down upon her. "Oh mommy how could I ever be loved by you again after what I said and did?" she whispered hoarsely; her voice getting caught in her throat as a remorseful whine threatened to come out of her quivering lip. And Quicksteam, how would she ever forgive or trust her again after she lied and broke down right in front of her kits. Horizonkit let out a small, dejected, choking sob and instinctively mewled for comfort and somberly her fur lay flat and her ears and tail lay limp and dismal. She was so very tired and so very sorry. She wished that she could take back what she said and did. She prayed to Starclan that her mother and Quicksteam would forgive her and that maybe just maybe she could be happy again with her family.

[The Cannibal]

Originally Posted by Lonestar23

@Suspiciousmindz @Spirit @SpiralTheRival @Duskflight

Obsidiansky gave the slightest nod of his head as though to confirm what Blazingstar had said. He was a little embarrassed- for one thing, his apprentice had just bullied another in front of everyone- and everyone knew that Rainpaw was his apprentice now- and for another, he hadn't tried to do anything about it first. "Come along, Rainpaw. I think you and I should have a talk." He said. He was trying his best to keep his emotions under control- getting upset wasn't going to help the situation, although his own embarrassment was beginning to get the better of him. His mind began to race, thinking of the best way to get through to Rainpaw that what he had done was wrong. Why would he do something like that to another apprentice? Did he understand that his words could seriously hurt them, or...was he actually meaning for them to do so?
Having seen how angry Rainpaw was when he had spoken, Obsidiansky guessed the second one. He glanced back, giving an apologetic look in Ferretpaw's direction as well as Blazingstar's. He didn't want to say anything at the moment...he was still thinking about how to deal with this new apprentice's surprising display of hatred. He's probably jealous. I know I would have been if someone I already didn't like had become the leader's apprentice instead of me, but still...that's no excuse for his behavior. I just wish I knew what caused such strong dislike...Obsidiansky thought. He had always had trouble figuring out what others were feeling, but at this moment, he could sense...betrayal. Anger. Heartbreak. Frustration. All feelings that Obsidiansky was uncomfortably familiar with, and all feelings that he wished he had never felt before.

"I'll have a talk with him too," Heartpaw mewed, giving her friend a pointed look as she spoke. The expression on his face made her feel...scared. And lonely, all over again, as she had before when she was much, much younger. Before she had realized that she would have to be a friend to have friends. Heartpaw shrank backwards after speaking, although she was still angry with her friend, the expression on his face was enough to make most of her anger melt away. She glanced up at the cat who was to be her mentor...it's Rookpatch, right? I wonder if he'll like me. I wonder if we're going to be friends. That'd be nice, Heartpaw thought, a flicker of doubt entering her mind before her smile returned, as happy and friendly as ever as she grinned at the older cat.
"It's really nice to meet you," She mewed in a low voice as she reached her head up to touch noses with her new mentor. She was happy. Despite the...disagreement? Argument? With Rainpaw, this was still one of the best days ever. She was not going to let his selfish nature get in the way of her having a great time. She didn't want the one thing that could ruin this day for her to bother her any longer- and besides, she would talk to Rainpaw later, and everything would be fine. Granted, she had never really scolded him like that, and especially not in front of other cats...but she was glad she had. The tip of her tail twitched with frustration as she glanced up at Rookpatch, wondering what he had thought of the whole thing. Was he angry with her? Should she have stayed quiet? Or did he think that was a nice thing to do? She wasn't sure, and she had never wished more that she could read someone's mind.

The newly named Pinepaw heard a familiar voice rising above the others- or was it because he was listening for her?- either way, it was the familiar voice of Adderpaw, calling out to him, cheering for him, and he felt a surge of happiness rush through him. "Are you kidding? This is the best day of my life!" He mewed. He could feel her excitement, and it was contagious- although he had been a little worried before, now he was ecstatic. Everything but excitement seemed to go away, and Pinepaw felt much better. He wished it were just the two of them so they could play around- though that might be embarrassing, considering it was in front of everyone else.
Pinepaw remembered the first time he had met Adderpaw- she had knocked him over. We've come a long, long ways since then, he thought, grinning at his friend. He was glad to have at least one friend. It was one of the best feelings in the world- having someone who actually cared, who was there for him, happy for him, not wondering whether he actually deserved this. All of the bad memories from the past seemed to melt away, and just the past moon played back in his head, over and over, making him feel much better. He was so happy to be here right now.
He had waited for what seemed like forever to become an apprentice...and now he was, and he would be able to spend more time with Adderpaw. It didn't even matter if the other apprentices liked him, because he would have Adderpaw to talk to and spend time with...though granted, she probably wouldn't be around all the time. The tip of his tail twitched back and forth and he smiled again, feeling almost as though he could fly.

A small exchange of words transpired shortly after the new apprentices had been announced and yet they seemed to capture the attention of many of the cats gathered, Rookpatch's pale green eyes widening and his ears flattening as he heard the cruel words that slipped from Rainpaw's mouth, the calico tom's jaw trembling a bit as those few words sparked a memory in his mind.
He was a new apprentice, it was his first night in the new den, away from his mother for the first time ever in his life and there he was, cornered by a bunch of the older apprentices who prodded and poked and spit at him, hurtling insults about his size, how scrawny he was, how the wind could topple him over, that he couldn't even speak properly and how he could never be a good warrior if he couldn't even say a simple sentence without stuttering or tripping over his words. Berating him until he eventually cried and cried and cried and passed out from utter exhaustion. The next night it happened again. And the next night. And the next night. And there was a time the same group of apprentices had forced him into a rabbit hole that he could barely fit into, could barely breath, and wouldn't let him out. He had passed out after hyperventilating, to find that it was night and he had to find his way back to camp.
His eyes blinked and he realized he was trembling so heavily his teeth were chattering and his breath was coming in labored gasps, his claws sunk into the dirt, trembling along with his rigid, shaking body. He came around just to hear Heartpaw's response and looked at her for a moment. There had been no cat like that for him when he was an apprentice. He was alone. There was no one to stand up for him. So he.. He couldn't help but feel a bleak sense of happiness and pride that Heartpaw had the nerve to do that.
Rookpatch didn't have much time to conceal his trembling and was still doing so when Heartpaw finally turned her attention back to him to touch noses and mention that it was nice to meet him.
"T-T-T-T-Thuh-Th-Thuh-huh-hat-at-at-T-T-That wuh-wh-wh-was a-hay-a nuh-hice thuh-thuh-huh-hing-thing t-t-to d-d-do... {That was a nice thing to do...}" He managed out as slowly as he could, knowing that if he went slower, it was easier to get the words out, smiling sheepishly and hesitantly at his apprentice before clenching his jaws shut and looking away in guilt.
She has more courage than me. How will I ever be able to mentor her?

"Pinepaw, you actually get to sleep in the apprentice's den tonight! You know what that means? We're going to stay up late, right up until we have to get up to train the next day! I have so many things to tell you, and I can show you around the den, and show you my nest and everything!" The excited tabby practically panted out, her eyes almost seeming to grow more wild by the second as her body attempted to contain the insane amount of excitement that was rushing through her currently. The day they thought would never come was finally here.. They were finally both apprentices.
Wow.. That.. That means we're really starting to grow up aren't we? I remember when we first met.. I ran into him and he was so rude and I set him in his place. She giggled in her mind and her smile seemed to grow wider for a second. But really, look at us now.. When he first spoke about how he was just using me.. I thought it would end there. Maybe it was a good idea to give him a second chance... He's.. He's my best friend now.. Purring out, she excitedly nuzzle his shoulder and cuffed at his ears.
"Are you ready for your first day of training tomorrow? Maybe I can join!"

[Brunch]

Originally Posted by Lonestar23

Obsidiansky smiled back at her as a smile broke out on her own cream maw. He thought she looked much nicer that way- everyone wasn't always the same as him, drawn to a colder, harder look. And even he wasn't always a big fan of approaching cats who seemed as though they had wanted nothing to do with him. He cocked his head to the side at her advice. Think the way they would. He thought with a puzzled expression for a moment before the smile came back. "That's- that's good advice. Thanks, Canineheart." He mewed with another friendly smile. He was grateful that she had told him. Sometimes he felt as though cats thought he was 'too nice' to tell him what he might need to hear, or they thought he didn't really need advice. Whoever thinks I've got it all together is completely insane, the tom thought with a sigh. And yet it seemed he got pegged as that. But why? Did he just look like he radiated confidence? Because he didn't really feel that way. Maybe it was his dislike of showing his frustration or anger that had made him get pegged as a cat who was always confident, always happy....though that was just his guess.

"So...if you don't mind my asking, isn't there anyone that you really like? Or care about? I mean, surely everyone doesn't flirt with you...right?" He asked. He wasn't judging her for it. To him, it made sense for her not to want to accept the advances of a flirt. He, personally, wasn't a big fan of things like that. Memories flashed back in his head as they often did, triggered by almost anything that he...well...had a memory of doing. "Sorry, uh...can I ask you sort of a weird question?" He asked, cocking his head to the side as the faraway look disappeared from his eyes. That always seemed to happen when he was thinking, and he didn't like it. There wasn't too much he could do about it though- it was just natural, sort of like the strong instinct to run away in the fire had been. He watched her, wondering if she were going to be one of the cats who was more into shying away from anything that began with that sentence.

Canineheart let the incredible feeling of the grin stay across her maw. The Tom's presense was uplifting and made the she-cat almost forget about her worries. Almost. Obsidiansky's sudden question made the grin melt from her features; it made her think for a moment on what StarClan had given her, which, a moment before, seemed like nothing. "Perhaps my friends," Canineheart mewed in a hoarse voice, as though it hurt her to admit it, "they just wanted me to be happy, I guess..."

Canineheart let her emerald gaze fall on to Obsidiansky, her teeth gritting as her mind raced, "And perhaps you... As a friend I mean, you have helped me see my friends in a new light, when I-I perhaps didn't see them in one at all. Canineheart let out a long sigh, "How about you? Do you care about anyone?"