"When her parents died i found her crying by a tree so I comforted her and then she got attached but shes been busy and so have I." he mewed. @sleepyyjax
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Why do i care so much about people who don't care about me?
Bittersweetblackberry blinks solemnly in the setting sun and cranes his neck to nip at the base of his tail. Getting to the itch that he'd had for what felt like seasons felt good. So good. Letting out a soft grunt of joy, the cat snaps his neck back up and leaps to his paws. Eyes widening, tail frizzing out slowly, Bittersweetblackberry twists about and paws an unfortunate pebble a few inches from his feet.
Willowpaw didn’t realise how many cats would show up!
“We’re collecting marigold and sturdy sticks!” She meowed over the arguing cats. “If you would just stop arguing, we could LEAVE!!!”
Sigpic done by @ramen
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Team Foster-Keefe for life!
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"Don't doubt yourself; if anyone tells you your art is bad, then smack them with a frying pan."
- FluffyToasterBunny.
A fond smile lifted lightly on the molly's maw, whiskers twitching softly despite the far off look in her eyes. Birchpaw was as ready to train and work as she had been when this had all started. When her daughter had begun taking that horribly ill countenance upon her, worrying the senior warrior for what she knew was to come. This was not the fluffy tom's fault, however. It was hers. She should have known better. Dapplebreeze always prided herself in being able to compartmentalize the needs of the clan and her own personal bonds, prioritizing the clan above all else. Unfortunately, it seemed old age had begun turning her soft. Emotional. She would have to rectify that, starting now.
"Let me first begin by apologizing, my dear. I am afraid I have not taken my duties as mentor very seriously since-"
Dapplebreeze halted, the words refusing to articulate what had so clearly happened. Because wishing to set one's heart aside unfortunately did not necessarily happen overnight, and clearly her own still ached too dearly from its loss. The lieutenant did not try to force the words. There was no reason to. Merely closing her eyes, she shook her head, deciding to dismiss the explanation entirely. What happened was of little consequence, regardless. What mattered now was that they start the training of the young lad.
"Enough of that. No excuses, only apologies. Shan't happen again. Now, as I was looking at the prey pile this morning I noticed it was quite well stocked. It would appear Crowtooth intends to fatten us up for leaffall," she purred, obvious approval in her voice at the well stocked storage. "Which of course means that we do not need to focus on hunting training... but with the sparse cloud covering offering the little amount of camouflage us WindClanners can count on for such matters, I feel like it would be a waste of good weather to not take every advantage we can get.
So, tell me, my darling... How goes your rabbit and hare hunting? Both of utmost importance for every WindClan cat to learn, not just our warriors. Why, even tunnelers and medics are well versed in catching our most common prey. And for good reason. While the rest of the clans go through hardships during leafbare, rabbits and hares keep us well fed even during the harshest of seasons. What do you say we go out there today and work on your rabbit hunting? Stretch these old legs of mine and see if they can keep up with you, dear?"
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Lightningstorm is WindClan's current medicine cat.
She has a semi-closed den policy.
Crowfeather
he/him || tall, black lanky tom with a white marking on
his forehead & bright amber eyes || 13 moons || no Purrks
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Crowfeather smiled softly. This cat had such great positivity, it was quite contagious. His tail flicked out of happiness. “Thank you. I am indeed a great warrior.” He said confidently but also in a joking manner.
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