WindClan Clearing

[Kaybug.]

Duskhound groomed herself.

[HerbalTea]

Elkjump did something before I fade back into the abyss

[Rowan]

DuckFeather sits.

[Splitmoon]

20 moons | Female | Bisexual

A blue gray she-cat with black stripes walked into the clearing, she had a bird in her mouth. She padded over to the fresh kill pile where she put the bird in the pile before she walked over to a soft shady spot. Sitting down, she started to lick her paws, her white ears twitched as she listened to her clanmates all around her talk.

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17 moons | Female | Bisexual


Tawnyowl sat in the clearing by herself, she was eating a fresh rabbit that someone caught.

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[Omari]

Seedkit
Windclan
She/her

Little Seedling, who was just a little over two moons old, poked her head out of the nursery. Far from the bravest of her litter, she rarely strayed far from the nursery–unless accompanied by any of her siblings or to bumble after her father to bunt into one of his legs. Today was not one of those rare occasions, no, she dare not venture out into the depths of Windclan's camp, no. Far too careful to partake in such a treacherous task.

Bright blue eyes squinted against the sunlight, something she had still yet to get accustomed to quite yet. Gazing about camp, observing those as they went about their day, she searched for her poppa–but he was nowhere to be found! Darn it, that was no good, no good at all! Instead, her eyes landed on a semi-familiar individual. So, with those stubby little legs guiding her, she toddled on out of the nursery and headed on over to visit Dapplebreeze.

“Grandmomma!” She squeaked out once close enough, shuffling as close as possible before she plopped herself down onto the ground beside her. Not as close as she'd snuggle up to her dearest poppa, but still quite close. “Hello, hi. I've come to… visit! How are you? How are you today?”

[ @Alchemist Kitsune ]