Ages past before something familiar cut through the biting chill. A voice, not one that he knew, but voices were familiar. Although now in the cold they sounded so much different to the ones he had heard before. It wasn’t mother, but perhaps someone who would help.
It sounded so comforting, bringing strength back to his tiny chest. Lungs beginning to fill and gurgle with pleasant squeaks. He soon felt the heat return as the molly wrapped herself around him, he didn’t care it wasn’t mother. As long as he could warm.
Writhing and wriggling he nuzzled into the strange cat, small tiny purrs escaping his lips. Strength returned bit by bit as he found his body warming and the tiredness seemed to fall to the wayside. Feeling much stronger, much more alive.
The kit’s tiny brain swirled with thoughts, some of mother’s voice, some of the strange cat with the wild smell that cradled him. This would be quite okay.
She was not sure how long she lay there for, but eventually, her legs grew stiff and there was no sign of any rogues or missing family. Twilightstar slowly rose and sighed it seemed she'd be forever puzzled about where this kit came from and what happened to his family. For now, however, it'd be best to get him home and fed.
"We'll, little one, looks like you've just become a part of WindClan." Twilightstar meowed, aware that kit didn't understand her at his current age. "You look like a little white fluffy ball of cotton, I think the name Cottenkit is perfect for you." Twiightstar stretched her tired limbs and rasped her tongue over the kitten's head once.
"I'll need to find a queen to the nursery, but I'm sure Leopardsong will be more than happy to take you as her own, or one of the other queens." She's never seen the forever queen turn down a kit. "Come let's get you home." Twilightstar gently scuffed the baby tucking him as close to her chest as she could to avoid the chilly winds, and trekked back to camp.
@Daragca [Done, you can go ahead and submit him. I can her drop him off in the nursery if you'd like]
The voice came again, soft and comforting. Not quite mother’s own, but it would do. Warmth had comfortably returned to his body and he squirmed and wriggled with glee. He soon felt his body lifted into the air by gentle gripped teeth.
Cottonkit cooed and gurgled.
He was safe, he was alive, he was thankful.
[ @Moonraven ]
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Creampaw was wandering as she stumbled upon some strangers. She askes who they are, and where the closest clan is. She is directed to windclan, and has high hopes that she'll be accepted.
Creampaw knows her way around herbs and is a skilled healer. She loves to help others, no matter who they are. (this is her backround/skill maybe she could help the clan in a way?)
Name: Cream
Gender: Female she/her
Age: 14 moons
Is your character a kit or an expecting queen?:No
Reason for Joining: Needs a home, and loves to help heal others
Rank Request: apprentice
New Name Request (optional):n/a
Mention Me: @Moonraven
Name:lilly
Gender:she, her
Age: 3 moons
Is you character a kit or an expecting queen? Yes
Reason for joining: a kit whose mother is dead and siblings are all dead due to infection.
Rank request: kit
Name request: lillykit
Mention Me: @Moonraven
One twilight evening, as the sky dipped into a canvas of oranges and purples, Lilly perched herself atop a mossy rock, her tiny heart aching for something more—a family, a purpose, a home. It was then she heard a soft voice whispering through the breeze.
“Why do you weep, little one?”
Startled, Lilly glanced around, only to find a beautiful, silver-furred cat with striking stars glimmering in her eyes. The cat strode forward, confident and serene, revealing herself to be Twilightstar, the legendary leader of the Windclan.
“ me?’ I’m weeping for my mother and my brother. They died a moon ago.”
She continued on.
I live off meat other animals didn’t finish. But it’s not like that helps.” She says showing you her ribs. She coughs and runs to the bushes and comes back with her face red.
“Sorry, I had to barf again.” She says wiping barf off her muzzle.
“Well goodbye.” She says
Name: Hawkblaze (Me)
Gender: Male
Age: 58 Moons
Is your character a kit or an expecting queen?: No
Reason for Joining: Rejoining
Rank Request: Warrior
Included other cats: Leopardfire ( @Silverfur & Co ), Crow ( @SpiritedWarrior )
Mention Me: @Moonraven
HAWKBLAZE
58 Moons | He/Him | No Purrks Yet
As the stocky tom approached the scent markers, he let out a sigh of relief. We made it.
He cast a lopsided smile over his shoulder at his companions. Waving his striped tail for the pair to sit beside him, he carefully placed himself just before the markers, taking a moment to give himself a grooming before sitting down. "Right. Crow, you sit between us, and Leopardfire and I will make introductions for you to whoever comes to meet us," Hawkblaze explained with a smile. He let his amber gaze travel over the moors before him. It was nice to be home, under the wide open sky, with a gentle, warm breeze ruffling his fur.
(Y'all might need to add your forms to your reply posts, they're on the first page.)
Name: Leopardfire (Me)
Gender: Female
Age: 38 Moons
Is your character a kit or an expecting queen?: No
Reason for Joining: Rejoining
Rank Request: Warrior
Included other cats: Hawk blaze ( @Rizo),
Crow ( @SpiritedWarrior )
Mention Me: @Moonraven
Leopardfire stood there with Hawkblaze and Crow hoping that twilight wouldn't be so hard on her for accompaning a clan mate to make sure they was safe. She looked to crow and smiled "we got this."
She looks at him and smiles at Hawkblaze as she wanted to tell him how she felt. She purred smelling the scent markers and nods.
Name: Hawkblaze (Me)
Gender: Male
Age: 58 Moons
Is your character a kit or an expecting queen?: No
Reason for Joining: Rejoining
Rank Request: Warrior
Included other cats: Leopardfire ( @Silverfur & Co ), Crow ( @SpiritedWarrior )
Mention Me: @Moonraven
HAWKBLAZE
58 Moons | He/Him | No Purrks Yet
As the stocky tom approached the scent markers, he let out a sigh of relief. We made it.
He cast a lopsided smile over his shoulder at his companions. Waving his striped tail for the pair to sit beside him, he carefully placed himself just before the markers, taking a moment to give himself a grooming before sitting down. "Right. Crow, you sit between us, and Leopardfire and I will make introductions for you to whoever comes to meet us," Hawkblaze explained with a smile. He let his amber gaze travel over the moors before him. It was nice to be home, under the wide open sky, with a gentle, warm breeze ruffling his fur.
(Y'all might need to add your forms to your reply posts, they're on the first page.)
She strolled through the long grass and breathed in the fresh scents around her. The WindClan matriarch's thoughts were far away, she found herself struggling to grasp and process them these days. The clan's recent losses shook her to the core and had the leader more defensive and protective than ever of those who remained in her life.
Her tolerance was little to non-existent when it came to nonsense and trouble. Any sniff of trouble was often dealt with with far less tolerance and leniency than she had in the past. Her passiveness had gotten too many cats killed in the past. Now she'd rather see her cats die an honorable death on the battlefield fighting for their clan than hiding in their dens waiting for danger to bite them. If she had been more aggressive with RiverClan perhaps she'd still have Fallownose and Fernrise, and Twistedpaw wouldn't have been put through so much.
The leader's thoughts faded as the sharp scent of outsiders had her pad towards the outskirts where she found the tom sitting with two others. Twilightstar strutted closer to the border yet kept about two tail lengths from the edge. She eyed all three with cold curiosity and tensed muscles. The strange tom they had with him was familiar to her, the name however evaded her. She's seen him at the gathering, among ThunderClan.
He had been protected from StarClan's ire by a russet warrior. Twilightstar never did understand why a rock fell randomly out of the sky atop a ThunderClan cat. As it hadn't been her problem she hadn't bothered dwelling on it. As was the norm between the clans. Why stick your nose in other clans' issues when you had enough of your own.
"Hawkblaze and Leopardfire, it's been a while."The scarred feline meowed smoothly without taking her wary gaze off the stranger. "Let's hear your excuses and why you've brought a ThunderClan cat to my border." Though usually not this short with returning clanmates, Twilightstar's been dealing with a lot.
@SpiritedWarrior [Crow] @Silverfur & Co [Leopardfire]
Re: WindClan Outsider Joining
