WindClan Clearing

[HerbalTea]

Originally Posted by nyme

ALL I EVER WANTED
WAS TO BE OF WILDFLOWERS

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MAGGOTKIT . 5 MOONS . IT/ITS . WINDCLAN

"Nasty like how?" Maggotkit prompts, head lolling to one side inquisitively. "Did they eat your leg?" A new question drops in a matter of seconds as Maggotkit's pale yellow eyes indiscreetly zero in on the older's cat physical differences. "Or..." Maggotkit squints thoughtfully, still staring without shame. "Or did badgers eat it. Or,"

Its voice drops into a conspiratorial whisper: "Did bunnies eat your leg...??"

Goodness. Imagine. Maggotkit's imagining it and shaking all over with the effort it takes not to laugh.

Houndhop laughed “Nope, have been three-legged since I was a kit." The brown tom quickly purposefully toppled over to make Maggotkit laugh.

[Tallstar]

Vinepaw
8 Moons
He/Him
Tunneler Apprentice
Anxious,Kind,Curtious

Vinepaw lay restlessly in the clearing, the shadows of early dusk stretching long across the ground. His usually bright blue eyes were clouded with fatigue and worry. He shifted uneasily, trying to find a comfortable spot, but sleep eluded him.

The nightmares from the previous night had left him on edge. Images of dark, shadowy figures and foreboding, twisted landscapes haunted his thoughts, making it difficult to relax. Each rustle of the wind or distant sound seemed magnified, as if it were a threat lurking just beyond his sight.

He glanced around the camp, his senses heightened. The familiar sights of his Clanmates moving about and the soft murmur of their conversations did little to calm his anxious mind. Vinepaw’s whiskers twitched, and he gave a small sigh, trying to shake off the remnants of his dreams.

Determined not to let his fears show, he forced himself to appear calm, though the unease gnawed at him. He hoped that staying active and engaged with his Clanmates would distract him and bring him some semblance of peace before nightfall.

OPEN!

[Alderheart2763]

Harewhiser
they/them
warrior
14 moons


After finishing of a plump mouse, Harewhisker glanced over their shoulder, only to see Vinepaw. He looks sort of worried, or maybe thats just me. they wondered, cleaning their face after their meal. Harewhisker opened their mouth to speak, but their throat was dry. Without realising, Harewhisker was staring awkwardly at the apprentice.

@Tallstar