WindClan: Life Before 2023's Fire

[SacredMadness]

Originally Posted by Rubinaito

(Ah, sorry for taking a while to respond!)

Faint surprise flickered in Redfur's eyes as she identified him with ease, and with a smile of all things. For all his years as an apprentice, trying to get her to loosen up, he hadn't heard her ever say his name, much less smile- even if the expression didn't reach her eyes. His eyes widened a little more as she spoke again, her tone filled with playfulness and her smile turned into a smirk. He almost replied hastily before clearing his throat and mulling his words over. He didn't want to stutter, like he was prone to do when he was surprised or nervous. "Well, uh..." He mentally hit himself with a paw, having already forgotten what he had planned to say. Stonegaze's enchanting blue eyes made him forget a lot of things, Redfur reflected before attempting to talk again- this time, regrettably, stuttering like a dork. "I, uh, I don-don't know why-why I hadn-hadn't, um, uh, oh StarClan..." His fur fluffed up, his confident demeanor crumbling right in front of the molly.

(It's alright!)

Stonegaze chuckled at his crumbling pride. "Cat got your tongue?" She questioned with an arrogant grin. She was just teasing and truly wondered why the tom was stumbling over his tongue. She cocked her head to the side and her icy eyes showed nothing but curiosity.The molly groomed her chest fur and looked expectantly at Redfur.

[Empress Of Evil]

Originally Posted by Aquarius

In the shade a little ways away from the molly, Dewpaw saw another apprentice, a little older than her, collapse into the grass of the camp. Suddenly she felt her ears perk as she saw the faint russet-pelted apprentice, and her fur bushed up. Quickly she managed to take a few bites out of the morsel in front of her, feeling the warmth of the fresh prey spread through her veins in a river of warmth. Cherishing it, she gave a little bounce on her paws as she stood up, her tortoiseshell fur neatly groomed as she usually kept it. Purring quietly to herself so no one else could hear, she buried the bones of her prey in a silent show of respect to it's life, and stood there on that very patch of dirt for a few seconds before shaking herself out of her daze. Bringing herself back to the present reality, Dewpaw had her mind set on talking to the older apprentice. She didn't know her name, because Moonsong often didn't leave her to go train with other apprentices. Although her mentor was kind, she was surely not one to be lenient. Shrugging to herself, she gave her paw one final lick before going over to the abyssinian.

Clearing her throat to make herself known and as not to startle the she-cat, she stopped in her tracks as her mottled tail whisked around her paws. In an attempt to look friendly she smiled lightly at Caracalpaw, and let out a small purr of greeting. Quickly she sat down, curling her tail neatly around her paws. "Hello!" She greeted cheerily. She saw the cat's face clearly the first time. Caracalpaw's eyes were dull, her expression full of distaste and other emotions that Dewpaw failed to read. It took all she had not to inquire about the apprentice's dour appearance, but she bit her lip carefully so she wouldn't sound rude and prying, when in general, she was just bubbling with curiousity. Resuming her demeanor, she added to the conversation so she wouldn't leave the other cat hanging. "I'm Dewpaw. I've seen you around, but I don't quite know your name." She awkwardly chuckled. "Sorry."

The naive young apprentice never really thought about approaching another cat, she just rarely did it. Never had she stopped for the fact that her appearance was usually well-received. By that, that means that no one had ever turned her away or dismissed her, and had indulged in a conversation of at least a few minutes. She hoped that this fellow apprentice would do the same, but by seeing her face, she didn't quite know and felt a little bit of fear and embarrassment fuel up in her chest. Carefully she shuffled her paws in the dirt beneath her, eagerly awaiting a response.

The Abyssinian took absolutely no notice of anything happening around her. She focused on the piece of prey in front of her and kept eating. Her new personality had the tendency to make her do this. She was no longer nosy and she didn’t care about anything happening around her. It was just her and her thoughts with every other noise playing quietly in the background. With all the time she had by herself, Caracalpaw had come to the conclusion that her depressed mood didn’t have much to do with her anger at ThunderClan and grief for her former mentor. Sure, it had begun with those two things, but moons had passed and the she-cat had learned to not dwell on them. It would be stupid for someone to continue thinking about something that had happened so many moons again. Nowadays, Caracalpaw was just mopey because the personality had just stuck to her and it wasn’t letting go. The apprentice wasn’t even sure if she wanted it to go away. Or at least, she didn’t care whether it let go or not. She hardly cared about anything these days. Nothing seemed to matter anymore. The she-cat wasn’t sure why nothing mattered. She wasn’t sure why this depressing mood stuck to her. She had no control over her life anymore and it was just a confusing mess. Perhaps she couldn’t fix her life because she didn’t care anymore. And maybe she didn’t care because there was no point in caring. She knew that her life was stuffed up so why should we bother wasting energy and effort trying to fix something that was hopeless. That sounded accurate enough.

At the sound of an unfamiliar voice, the she-cat stopped eating. She didn’t look up immediately, but instead, she shut her eyes tight and flattened her ears against her head. It was as if though she thought that blocking out their voice would make them disappear entirely. But that wasn’t how things worked. A quiet growl rumbled from the back of her throat and after a few moments had passed, she opened her eyes and looked up. She suspiciously scanned the tortoiseshell, her eyes calculating and narrowed. For a moment, she didn’t respond and took her time to process the words. She had also lost her ability to socialise well. “I didn’t ask for your name,” Caracalpaw said bluntly. She didn’t know what else she should say. She hadn’t asked for her name and she didn’t really want to know the cat’s name either. This was just another name that she was going to forget about. Another name that she didn’t want to remember. This was the part where the apprentice should be offering her own name, but she had not been asked for her name. That meant that she did not need to give the she-cat her name. With no intention to reveal her name and a generally wordless mouth, an awkward silence settled over the two.

[sNazzy]

Originally Posted by Swiftheart

"But I'm going to be a great warrior soon!" She said,putting out her chest a little."My mentor is going to be the strongest warrior in the clan,and then I'll become stronger than my mentor and become leader some day!" She said proudly.She didn't have a clue who her mentor would be,but she was sure that her mentor would be really strong and train her to be leader one day,but that was just wishful thinking like all kits.

"Don't get too ambitious," she nonchalantly warned. "Anyways, if you wan't to get strong, you're gonna have to exercise!" She said as she flung a ball of moss as hard as she could toward her sister. However, she was three moons old. The moss never completed it's journey. I have some things to work on... She ran up and swept it farther with her tail. Jumping back in place, she tried to observe her sisters body so she could determine Flightkit's intention. (Gosh she is way too mature; why cruel brain, I like kits, not malicious warriors. Also, I will hopefully soon be called "Patch o' Prickles. Yay!

[Static]

Originally Posted by Oshawott King

"Don't get too ambitious," she nonchalantly warned. "Anyways, if you wan't to get strong, you're gonna have to exercise!" She said as she flung a ball of moss as hard as she could toward her sister. However, she was three moons old. The moss never completed it's journey. I have some things to work on... She ran up and swept it farther with her tail. Jumping back in place, she tried to observe her sisters body so she could determine Flightkit's intention. (Gosh she is way too mature; why cruel brain, I like kits, not malicious warriors. Also, I will hopefully soon be called "Patch o' Prickles. Yay!

"That wasn't a very good moss ball."Flightkit said,batting at the remains.she obviously had a tick up her sleeve,and she was gathering the strands and clumps of moss.When it was in a pile she looked at Silentkit."So do you like the getting mos in your fur?" she asked.

[seasalt]

Originally Posted by Suspiciousmindz

So they had been saying things about him to the newest liter in the family! Blazingstar's chest puffed out with slight pride after the kitten was done speaking, then his throat cleared. "Well I just so happen to be that big brother who also happens to be the leader of the clan," he spoke happily. This time there was no stutter in his voice, instead there seemed to be pride there. The ginger leader sat down, wrapping his long, fluffy tail around his paws now. For the moment, he couldn't seem to wait for Flarekit's response. Would she be happy? Upset? Emotionless? Man, he hoped she didn't take after her older sister, Emberdust. Dealing with one sibling who didn't express emotion was already enough. He didn't want to deal with two. It was hard to decide whether she liked him sometimes or not! Either way, she was family and no matter what, Blazingstar was going to love all of his family.

Flarekit's ginger striped tail flicked lightly as she looked up and down at her older brother. Huh. "Cool!" The she-kit said with a bit of an impressed tone in her voice. A bit. Being a bit of a sassy, troublesome kit can make you very bored, very.. very easily. Not that she was bored. Just, wanting to do something. When have so much energy to put off, it was hard to stay still and 'just' chat. She hadn't met any of her other older siblings, and she did want to meet them. And hopefully, they would be fun and not "serious no nonsense" cats who would catch her sneaking out of camp one day. One day. She hadn't done it yet, but she was itching to see what was out their on the moor. Very curious really. Thus the mind set of a troublesome, and impatient kit. She couldn't wait. It wasn't in her nature. Seriously. Flarekit glanced around for a moment to look for crickets to catch. They were her absolute favorite thing to catch, and sometimes.. eat. They were just so fun to catch for the she-kit. Probably the only thing she even enjoyed to do in camp, besides other things.

[sNazzy]

Originally Posted by Swiftheart

"That wasn't a very good moss ball."Flightkit said,batting at the remains.she obviously had a tick up her sleeve,and she was gathering the strands and clumps of moss.When it was in a pile she looked at Silentkit."So do you like the getting mos in your fur?" she asked.

Yikes! Silentkit was slightly annoyed and wanted to reply that she would have the last laugh when the real Shadowclan leader was hunting for kits and she would be better hidden, but it was a weak argument, and the tension was a futile disagreement. "So, let us get this game on!" she challenged. (Was Flightkit's last comment an insult, or a game idea?)

[SuspiciousMindz]

Originally Posted by seasalt

Flarekit's ginger striped tail flicked lightly as she looked up and down at her older brother. Huh. "Cool!" The she-kit said with a bit of an impressed tone in her voice. A bit. Being a bit of a sassy, troublesome kit can make you very bored, very.. very easily. Not that she was bored. Just, wanting to do something. When have so much energy to put off, it was hard to stay still and 'just' chat. She hadn't met any of her other older siblings, and she did want to meet them. And hopefully, they would be fun and not "serious no nonsense" cats who would catch her sneaking out of camp one day. One day. She hadn't done it yet, but she was itching to see what was out their on the moor. Very curious really. Thus the mind set of a troublesome, and impatient kit. She couldn't wait. It wasn't in her nature. Seriously. Flarekit glanced around for a moment to look for crickets to catch. They were her absolute favorite thing to catch, and sometimes.. eat. They were just so fun to catch for the she-kit. Probably the only thing she even enjoyed to do in camp, besides other things.

Blazingstars ears flicked at the simple response he received from the small she-kit. His head tilted a little bit. That was all? he questioned mentally. If he were in her position, he'd be questioning the leader with everything he'd ever thought of. He'd probably be bouncing off the walls of the camp in all honesty. However, the ginger tom knew she was a different feline and not everyone was excited to see him. He had a few cats he knew dreaded seeing him. "Cool?" he asked out loud suddenly, his whiskers twitching slightly. "That's all? I'm hurt!" he gasped dramatically, holding his paw up to his chest and looking away from Flarekit. Blazingstar happened to be one of the most dramatic cats you'd ever meet when he wanted to joke around and have some fun. Deep down, he was simply hoping to bring out a more playful, energetic side from the kitten. He huffed a few times, before looking towards the sky. "My own sister, not at all happy to see me," he continued on dramatically, forcing an aching tone to his voice, even allowing it to crack here and there to add to the effect. Despite the act, once you looked into those golden hues of his, you'd see the playfulness he was hiding.

[SuspiciousMindz]

@AbsurdJinx

Blazingstar's ears flattened more as the she-cat ranted on more to him. He was well aware of the mistakes and Surgestorm had already given him an ear full. This rant was unnecessary in his mind. "I did hunt everyday! I hunted until one morning I couldn't get up. When that happened, I knew I had made a mistake, but it doesn't matter. Starclan healed me, I'm back. I have nine lives to give to this clan. Losing one for your guys' sake shouldn't be a bad thing!" he exclaimed, his gaze resting solely on her now. No matter what the she-cat said about his decisions, there was nothing to change that now. There was nothing to change his mind in those moments either. He thought he was doing the right thing and that list she gave him didn't matter. It didn't matter what they thought as long as they were all alive because of it. "And I did fight my hardest, but I'm not invincible in battle, you know. Warriors die all the time in battle whether we want to admit it or not and like I said. I have more than one life to offer to the clan, so it's better it was mine than someone else's," he finished explaining before Rosethorn was brought up into the conversation.

Now this subject was new. It intrigued him. Was this jealously he was picking up from the she-cat? Cute. Blazingstar couldn't stop his whiskers from twinkling and his eyes from glowing slightly. He was winning after all. "Rosethorn is no threat to the clan. She saved me from the fact who took my life away. He could've taken more if she hadn't stepped in. She was here before the Dusk Syndicate was a threat too, so let me handle that. She and any other Dusk Syndicate cat is of no concern unless they give you a reason to be concerned," he spoke somewhat sternly. The leader voice coming out a bit towards Fawnskip. After all, she had no power over him and sometimes it felt like she needed a reminder. "However..." his voice lightened back up a little bit. "Is that jealously I'm sensing from you?" he inquired, his ears pricking in her direction.

[seasalt]

Originally Posted by Suspiciousmindz

Blazingstars ears flicked at the simple response he received from the small she-kit. His head tilted a little bit. That was all? he questioned mentally. If he were in her position, he'd be questioning the leader with everything he'd ever thought of. He'd probably be bouncing off the walls of the camp in all honesty. However, the ginger tom knew she was a different feline and not everyone was excited to see him. He had a few cats he knew dreaded seeing him. "Cool?" he asked out loud suddenly, his whiskers twitching slightly. "That's all? I'm hurt!" he gasped dramatically, holding his paw up to his chest and looking away from Flarekit. Blazingstar happened to be one of the most dramatic cats you'd ever meet when he wanted to joke around and have some fun. Deep down, he was simply hoping to bring out a more playful, energetic side from the kitten. He huffed a few times, before looking towards the sky. "My own sister, not at all happy to see me," he continued on dramatically, forcing an aching tone to his voice, even allowing it to crack here and there to add to the effect. Despite the act, once you looked into those golden hues of his, you'd see the playfulness he was hiding.

@Suspiciousmindz
Flarekit's sassy, troublesome nature, and at times, distracted ways caused her.. excitedness.. if she was excitable, to not be noticed very much. She let out a huff at the question, more like a snort if anything else. And she smiled. "Yeah. Cool." If anything Flarekit would think of that as a compliment. Apparently not the case for her older brother. She was a bit irritated about how dramatic he was making this. But.. it was probably his nature. She didn't mind, but.. then again.. she did mind. The ginger fluff ball stared at him as he continued on with his show. It was rather silly in her opinion. "Not happy to see you huh?" On of her eyes narrowed, a little determined look in her eyes. Or.. it could be simple irritation. One of the two, though probably determined being the more likely opinion. "I'll have you know I am very happy to see you." She said with a small, irritated, but also playing sniff. Flarekit thought this.. was kinda nonsense. And nonsense wasn't her favorite thing in the world. But.. she'd play along. If that was what he wanted. If not, oh well.

[Mayflower]

Originally Posted by Hawkstar

Fallenkit giggled when her mother touched her nose her tail thrashed happily she yawned this time and stretched her legs . The kit padded up to Raspberryleaf she then snuggled against her mother's neck with her head laying near her mom's ear . The storm died down but the sky was still gray she smiled into her mother's fur " I hope so ...I wanna be like you mommy " she meowed breathing in the other she cat scent it made her feel safe and loved . She will do her best to be a great warrior even if it means pushing herself to do more then expected even if it means ignoring some fun things in life. She always wanted to be like her mother she hoped Raspberryleaf will be proud of her by the time that she will be a warrior
I'm gonna be fallenlight! Because of how great I will be , don't worry momma I'll be the best daughter and warrior you have ever seen! I know it she thought she watched the wind die down and sighed her little tail still thrashed

Can I make a mate finder? I'll have him be a rogue or loner or something and she could have joined the clans preggers)
Raspberryleaf smiled sadly. "You don't want to be me, but I'm sure you'll be as great as Blazingstar!" The molly laid her head down on her nest and looked at her kit, tail swaying slowly.
(Sorry it's short)