↳-Owlpaw-༉‧₊˚✧
| WindClan Apprentice | She/her | 9 moons [age up every other 6th] | 90/100 | Mentions; @Moonraven !! |
Owlpaw liked that name. Baby bird! Nobody called her a nickname except Jumper, who called her Owlbait (secretly she did love it, since only one cat ever called her that). "Nope, nope!" Owlpaw would chirrup eagerly before her reveal. In truth it was rather sloppy and not the prettiest little toy (the head and flopped ear were liable to fall off with any sort of normal amount of playing with it). Aubs felt a thrill of happiness as the affection she received, rubbing her jaw along the leader's to share her action adoringly. "Y' welcome!! I wanted t' give you a cool present t' keep y' company since you have this den all t' yourself. ALSO!!" She moved on, forcing herself to keep still at the gentle prod on her flank," 'sokay! I've been busy, too! Plant-- err, Lightningstorm fixed m' up really good! AND!! I should have my 'ssessment at some point soon! Been working as hard as I can."
↳-"I'm just a girl!"-༉‧₊˚✧
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"There was no one in the town and no one in the field
this dusty, barren land had given all it could yield..."
| Snowybreeze | 36 Moons - WindClan Warrior
Heightened Perception [Smell] - Active | Rapid Recovery - Inactive | The Collector - Inactive | Not Skiddin' Around - Active
Paws shuffled nervously on the ground as Snowybreeze waited with their two clanmates, gaze up on the tree awaiting the arrival of Hawkfur and Twilightstar. In all truth, the tom was torn. On one paw, things like these could not keep happening. This was how cats went missing, and missing cats meant broken hearts! It was a bit silly, too, as there was no ban on travelling. Simply a ban on travelling alone. Everyone was in this together, which meant that there was no doubt any other clanmate would happily join you out on a patrol for whatever it was you required.
On the other paw, the gentle giant was soft to a fault. He didn't like the idea of his clanmates getting into trouble, and a part of him hoped Twilightstar wouldn't go too hard on them. Yes, they had gone against orders, but no one had gotten hurt this time. Hopefully the genuine shame they seemed to be feeling - or at least Morningglow was, Flaxseed seemed... proud for some reason - was enough to move the leader, but he knew he would be unable to blame her if it didn't. She had to be fair and treat everyone in the clan the same way, after all.
Upon Hawkfur's return, Snowybreeze attempted to sit a little taller, mostly out of awkwardness. His mane fluffed up with discomfort, the Maine Coon mix nodded in earnest as the fury spoke. Gingerly, he brought one massive paw to his nose before tapping it, adding in a whisper of a voice, "T-their. Trails. Scents. Were not. Together. Coming from. Different. Directions. Intermingling. Only sometimes. In odd. Angles. When we. Found. And tracked. Them."
CW: this character often experiences symptoms of PTSD and anxiety.
It had been some moons since Fleetpaw last visited with Twilightstar, and he felt a strong urge to do so. Frankly, he was worried about her. And he liked spending time with her. And this time, he wanted to discuss something with her. He selected a nice rabbit from the fresh-kill pile before approaching her den. He unsheathed his claws, climbing carefully up to the entrance before setting the rabbit down to free his jaw. "T-Twilightstar?" He called into the den. "A-Are y-you...b-busy?"
He knew he was approaching the end of his training, albeit really late in the game, and he thought now would be a good time to check in. At the very least, he needed to let her know that he was working hard to compensate for his late start, and would be ready for his assessment soon. Although...oh stars was he going to be a bother to her? Should he just...go back? Fleetpaw's claws worked anxiously on the wood beneath him as he considered the possibility, but leaving now would be so rude! Unless...maybe she didn't hear him and he could just...leave? Sneak away, like he was never there. His ear flicked as he considered it, but he'd have no way to confirm right away if she heard him or not, so he'd just have to wait...
@Moonraven - Twilightstar - since he's 16 moons now, I thought this would be a good time for him to IC update Twilightstar on his training. And it's a good excuse for an interaction if that's okay!
The lean lilac-gray she-cat was drawn from pondering at the fresh scent of rabbit. She parts her eyelid slowly and rotates her head to stare out the round opening of her den. Sunlight trickled in, warming the wooden floor. Her paws were stretched out, peeking over the lip of the den, reaching for the warm glow.
A big shadow crept across the hollow, devouring the sunlight where a black cat climbed in. The rabbit she had been smelling was hanging from his mouth. "Nope, no right this second." She purred, gathering her paws underneath to stand. She arches her back and gives her shoulder a few quick licks. She pads the short distance over to where he set the rabbit. "Have you brought this to share?" She assumed that whatever he came to talk about wouldn't be something too heavy.
Twilightstar takes a seat in a warm sunny patch beside Fleetpaw. "So what do you need? I'm at your service." The leader bumps the antsy tom's flank with hers, hoping he'd settle his nerves. When has she ever turned him away before?
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Originally Posted by Mica
Hawkfur
WindClan Fury
he/him | 61 moons
[Russet tabby with tuxedo markings and sky-blue eyes] Purrks: Flock Together T3, Killer Aptitude T1 Header by @/wingnettle
⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ The Hanged Man ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆
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[Morningglow - @sylvia26 ] [Flaxseed - @Moxie Foxy ] [Snowybreeze - @Alchemist Kitsune ] [Twilightstar - @Moonraven ]
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Hawkfur popped his head into Twilightstar's den, his timid voice muffled in the dark space. "Twilightstar? Snowybreeze and I found Morningglow and Flaxseed here in the Outskirts." Hawkfur pulled his head out, allowing for Twilightstar to emerge so they wouldn't crowd up her den. When she did, he continued. "We can confirm they both left camp on their own. Morningglow was meeting with a loner, and Flaxseed was..." he paused, a little bewildered about what he was about to report, "chasing butterflies."
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Originally Posted by sylvia26
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MorningGlow
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'*•.¸♡ Intersex|72 moons old|WindClan Senior Warrior|Expecting (1 moon along) ♡¸.•*' "the ugly duckling became a beautiful swan...but what am I?"
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✧*̥˚ his ears flickered as he followed the fury inside the leaders den, his heart dropped when he realized he was going to be in s o much trouble...he was too old to be getting in trouble like this...way too old to be...sneaking out like some apprentice...he wished he could get his mates scent off of him...oh he told him not to scent him, he began to lick his fur rapidly in fear of them tracking the loner down and hurting him...would they do that? *̥˚✧
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*the Scatter Brained Flaxseed just hummed. his mind was on the Butterfly he currently had grasped gently in his teeth. the tom looked proud of himself... which showed how Little Brain cells the Dumby had*
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Originally Posted by Alchemist Kitsune
| Snowybreeze | 36 Moons - WindClan Warrior
Heightened Perception [Smell] - Active | Rapid Recovery - Inactive | The Collector - Inactive | Not Skiddin' Around - Active
Paws shuffled nervously on the ground as Snowybreeze waited with their two clanmates, gaze up on the tree awaiting the arrival of Hawkfur and Twilightstar. In all truth, the tom was torn. On one paw, things like these could not keep happening. This was how cats went missing, and missing cats meant broken hearts! It was a bit silly, too, as there was no ban on travelling. Simply a ban on travelling alone. Everyone was in this together, which meant that there was no doubt any other clanmate would happily join you out on a patrol for whatever it was you required.
On the other paw, the gentle giant was soft to a fault. He didn't like the idea of his clanmates getting into trouble, and a part of him hoped Twilightstar wouldn't go too hard on them. Yes, they had gone against orders, but no one had gotten hurt this time. Hopefully the genuine shame they seemed to be feeling - or at least Morningglow was, Flaxseed seemed... proud for some reason - was enough to move the leader, but he knew he would be unable to blame her if it didn't. She had to be fair and treat everyone in the clan the same way, after all.
Upon Hawkfur's return, Snowybreeze attempted to sit a little taller, mostly out of awkwardness. His mane fluffed up with discomfort, the Maine Coon mix nodded in earnest as the fury spoke. Gingerly, he brought one massive paw to his nose before tapping it, adding in a whisper of a voice, "T-their. Trails. Scents. Were not. Together. Coming from. Different. Directions. Intermingling. Only sometimes. In odd. Angles. When we. Found. And tracked. Them."
Her green eyes stared at the four cats as they entered her den one by one. Hawkfur, Snowybreeze, Flaxseed, and Morningglow. No one was injured, she observed. Her ears dart back against her head as Hawkfur explains the visit. Idiots ignoring her orders again, lovely. Twilightstar released a heavy sigh as she felt the heat of anger prickle up her back. What was going on with her warriors? They were finding new ways to disobey or disappoint her daily. She couldn't even blame it on a generation thing since she's had new warriors and older ones acting out.
"Great," she mewed after Snowybreeze's admission. "You two are free to go if you'd like, but don't stray too far, I may need you to escort these two out of our territory," She informs Hawkfur and Snowybreeze.
"Morningglow, you're far too old to be ignoring orders. Considering how you still stink of loner, do you have anything you want to tell me?" Her words were sharp with a distant hint of irritation.
"Flaxseed, I don't know what to say about you. You're not a damn kit." She does growl at that one since he sat before her with a stupid smile on his face. She didn't have the patience to manage actual morons, she was tempted to exile him. He could chase as many butterflies as he wanted out of WindClan.
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Originally Posted by Blaaze
↳-Owlpaw-༉‧₊˚✧
| WindClan Apprentice | She/her | 9 moons [age up every other 6th] | 90/100 | Mentions; @Moonraven !! |
Owlpaw liked that name. Baby bird! Nobody called her a nickname except Jumper, who called her Owlbait (secretly she did love it, since only one cat ever called her that). "Nope, nope!" Owlpaw would chirrup eagerly before her reveal. In truth it was rather sloppy and not the prettiest little toy (the head and flopped ear were liable to fall off with any sort of normal amount of playing with it). Aubs felt a thrill of happiness as the affection she received, rubbing her jaw along the leader's to share her action adoringly. "Y' welcome!! I wanted t' give you a cool present t' keep y' company since you have this den all t' yourself. ALSO!!" She moved on, forcing herself to keep still at the gentle prod on her flank," 'sokay! I've been busy, too! Plant-- err, Lightningstorm fixed m' up really good! AND!! I should have my 'ssessment at some point soon! Been working as hard as I can."
↳-"I'm just a girl!"-༉‧₊˚✧
She'd have to keep the little moss cat further back in her den. Considering how fragile and interesting it was, she could see one of her kits or the more rambunctious paws breaking it. She turns her head as Owlpaw reports on her well-being and assessment.
"You're already ready for your assessment?!" She exclaims and then laughs. "It seems like it was only yesterday that I brought you into WindClan. You've grown and learned so fast." Her voice grew softer as nostalgia leaked in. It was as if she suddenly noticed how big Owlpaw actually was. She was adorably pretty with those lovely teal eyes.
"How are you and Vinesmoke doing?" She asks, thoughts drifting to the young tunneler. "Have you talked to him since last time?"
Climbing and jumping, yeah easy to say when you had long lets like Twilightstar! Crowtooth may be large owing to some distant maine coon blood from Cowtufts side of the family (not that he knew of the connection) but by Crowtooths point his 'largeness' was not the tall regal soldier like look of the breed. No, Crowtooth was rather more brick or rock shaped. All broad shoulders and back and stocky but his thick thick legs were in fact shorter then average for his size.
You didnt ask a draft horse to be a showjumper!
Yeah that stupid thought deserved the raspberry he blew, Twilightstar had seen him as a baby kitten he didnt care if this act once again made him look like a child.
For the barn cat part the toms ears twitched, head cocking curious as he admitted, a bit sheepish. "Ah, Ive never been outside the clan ever or asked about it? When I was missin' I was down below so Ive never really been outside the territories an' was never interested so a lotta kittypet stuff is a gap in my knowledge. I'll see if we gotta ex outsider or kittypet an' fix that though...." Honestly given Crowtooth had never had the ambition to rise above being a tunneler he'd always kinda figured that higher knowledge wasnt anything he needed. The high ranks had it. That was biting him in the ass now that he was one.
End result his knowledge base was super scatter. Sheep, cows? Oh yeah he knew that. Twoleg dens? His mental view had been different until he'd seen the in construction ones during the raid and what made it a house vs a barn was new. Monsters? He'd been shocked they could be small but ok. Barn cats? They sounded like the weirdest kittypets either and.... "Funny concept those barn cats then... Pick a life, kittypet or a wild cat, none o' that middle ground nonsense. If they do show though I aint worried, they aint warriors, not like us and'll cave at the threat o' a true fight or git thrashed."
Not all outsiders were weak of course but these barn cats didnt sound like the dusk syndicate or anything in the least.
At the raspberry blown in her direction, the leader's paw would dart out to cuff the cheeky brat over the head. Rude immature dirtbal. Redrawing her paw, Twiligtstar's tongue lapped over the pad as she recalls how terrible Crowtooth was at keeping his pelt clean.
Her ears twitch erratically as the memories of his disappearance are brought to the surface. How deep in the dirt had his head been buried? Has he never been sent on a patrol to the twolegplace for herbs before? She supposed that wouldn't be impossible; those patrols were rare, and considering Crowtooth's expertise and lack of hops, he was far from the ideal choice to take on a patrol to the twolegplace.
Twilightstar's thoughts are brought back to the barn cats as Crowtooth makes some fair points. They aren't really a threat, or at least she hoped they weren't. Barn cats weren't exactly kittypets, she wasn't sure if they were born outside and lived there for the rest of their lives or were kittypets that got displaced. She expected them to know how to defend themselves, but nothing like a warrior, though.
"Fair point, still, I'll have to think more about that. If you didn't see any during your last patrol, perhaps I'm worrying too much. Still, I'd warn the next patrol you send out." She tells him. "If there aren't any barn cats around, let them know they should bring some prey home for the clan. We could use some extra prey." Twilightstar leaned down to stretch. "Is there anything else?"
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MorningGlow
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'*•.¸♡ Intersex|72 moons old|WindClan Senior Warrior|Expecting (1 moon along) ♡¸.•*' "the ugly duckling became a beautiful swan...but what am I?"
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✧*̥˚ his eyes scan the ground in utter shame, he stopped trying to rid the scent of the loner he had been with and spoke in a weak yet apologetic tone "I...I had met with a friend...though now I know that was wrong...I knew it was wrong...I really shouldn't have done that...I just...I wanted to know if my friend was okay...that's all...I am still loyal to windclan though..." he looked at twilightstar trying to show he meant it. "I don't wish to bring harm to the clan and what I did was something a kit would do." he looks down again and bows his head. "I will...t-take any punishment you give me but please...don't exile me...this is my home...and...I don't know what I would do if I couldn't stay here anymore..." he swallowed hard and closed his eyes shut, ears drooping sadly. he was glad that hawkfur hadn't attacked the loner...that would have been conflicting and these words would mean nothing against the action. *̥˚✧
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CW: this character often experiences symptoms of PTSD and anxiety.
Fleetpaw was partly startled by the sound of Twilightstar's voice, he was so lost in thought he almost forgot what he was there for! The skinny tom made his way into the den fully, carrying his rabbit along, and dipped his head in greeting. He nodded at her question, setting the rabbit down between them. "Y-Yes, p-partially anyway. I-I mean...its m-mostly for you." He shuffled his paws anxiously as he fumbled his words, but he offered a soft smile as he finished speaking. He purred happily as she sat next to him, startled slightly when she bumped his flank but he didn't flinch. He only lost his balance slightly, but caught it quickly, letting out a soft chuckle at the gesture.
As he sat there, close to Twilightstar again, he started to feel himself relax a bit more. Her presence, her scent, it reminded him again of a sense of safety. Although the embarrassment of the fact that he was...as old as he was and still in training did not escape him. "W-Well..." He started, kneading the ground anxiously with his paws again. "A-A few things...a-actually..." He admitted, letting out a breath in a bit of a soft huff. He really was totally hopeless wasn't he? "I-I know...I'm getting older..." He started, feeling his breath caught in the back of his throat.
Fleetpaw swallowed, trying to push past his anxiety. This needed to be said, he knew the rules. And he knew Twilightstar would be calling him into her den to touch base on this in a couple moons anyway, if he was still a -paw by then. "I-I just...I just want you t-to know..." He looked up, meeting Twilightstar's gaze evenly. Anxiety, some shame, in his eyes. But he was also strangely...calm? "I-I just want you to know th-that...I-I am working h-hard. A-And Dustbunny i-is an...a-amazing mentor!" He purred as he spoke of Dustbunny. She was amazing, there was no other word that quite grasped it. He had grown so much under her guidance, and he would be forever grateful to her for that.
"Truly, I-I feel that...th-this might be...p-presumptuous...b-but I f-feel that I-I have...r-really grown under M-Ms. Dustbunny's guidance. A-And I really enjoy t-tunneling work!" As he mentioned tunneling, an excited trill entered his voice. He truly did believe that he was made to work in the tunnels, whether that be StarClan's will or not was debatable. Fleetpaw was never really certain about the existence of StarClan, and the foundations of the belief seemed shaky throughout the clan now. At least compared to when he first came to WindClan. He didn't really feel...like that matter anymore.
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