Bravebird
She/her | 43 moons | WindClan Warrior
[ Beefed Up T3 • One with the Warren ]
Padding up slowly to the Galewood with an unreadable expression in her one good eye (the other being wrapped in cobwebs) Bravebird took a seat near the back and lifted her head up to look at Twilightstar. She had normally sat up front for every meeting, eager to hear whatever it was her leader had to say. She was still eager, yes, but sitting in the back allowed her to keep an eye on her Clanmates - and more specifically, any troublemakers. The warrior wasn't deaf to the emotions that must be going through the Clan, and especially those who had been on the patrol. She was ready with a swift claw to strike down anyone who dared to blame Twilightstar for the news that would surely be announced. For now though, with things quiet, the lilac warrior was content to sit and listen.
Sweetpaw
( small brown tabby she-cat with white paws and bright blue eyes )
★ WindClan Apprentice ★ she/her ★ 8 moons ★
friendly • hard-working • enthusiastic
Sweetpaw looked up with interest. She made her way over and found a spot somewhat out of the way, where she settled down to listen. This would be her first meeting since her ceremony, and she was curious to see how it would go.
Whisperingpaw padded out of the apprentices den and looked around. Was Leopardsong here? Probably not. She had queens and kits to take care of. The young tom trotted around some cats to look for a place to sit, and for Stempaw. Whisperingpaw brightened at the thought of Stempaw and sat to the side like he usually did, hoping Stempaw would find him.
@elaif (No worries if you can't respond! I'm a lil too obsessed with the Fluttering Flower duo (:< )
╭────- - ┈┈∘┈˃̶ϟ Stempawϟ˂̶┈∘┈┈ - -────╮
(17/100)
Faster! Faster! FASTER!
Zipping into to clearing, the little tom skidded to a halt. Yay! A meeting! AWESOME! Sniffing the air, he eagerly searched for his bestest friend in the whole world. Hopefully Flutters was here! After a moment or two, he spotted the other tom. YESSSS!
Picking up his pace once more, he beelined towards him. Flutters! ¡Buenos días!" hurtling to hid side, he flopped down next to the other apprentice. " Sorry for being late! I guess I couldn't run fast enough. " fidgeting like normal, he lashed his tail around. " I wonder what will happen today? Do you think it'll will be something cool? I hope it's something cool! That'd be UBER AWESOME!! " green eyes widening, he forcefully closed his mouth; intending to let Whisperingpaw say something before he yapped on forever.
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Hawkfur
WindClan
he/him | 47 moons
[Russet tabby with tuxedo markings and sky blue eyes]
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Hawkfur limped towards the sound of the leader's voice, pelt and bones aching with remants of the mink fight. Ugh. It felt like most of the warriors in camp were injured due to the attack, and he prayed to StarClan no one caused any trouble they wouldn't be able to fight their way out of. He stretched his front leg gingerly, the healing skin stinging in protest.
Bravebird
She/her | 43 moons | WindClan Warrior
[ Beefed Up T3 • One with the Warren ]
She wasn't planning on moving from her spot unless trouble arose, not exactly wishing to make small talk at this meeting - but the sight of a familiar pelt sent shocks up Bravebird's legs. She hadn't even checked on him, not once. What kind of friend did that make her? Guilt gnawed at her heart as she got up and made her way over (albeit with one or two limps of her own).
"...How are you feeling?" The question came out a bit awkward as Brave lingered, unsure if she could sit or not. Despite logic and facts stating otherwise, her mind had started to convince her that she was failing those closest to her. A blink and a twitch of her whiskers were the only indication of her hesitancy, tail flicking behind her.
╭────- - ┈┈∘┈˃̶ϟ Stempawϟ˂̶┈∘┈┈ - -────╮
(17/100)
Faster! Faster! FASTER!
Zipping into to clearing, the little tom skidded to a halt. Yay! A meeting! AWESOME! Sniffing the air, he eagerly searched for his bestest friend in the whole world. Hopefully Flutters was here! After a moment or two, he spotted the other tom. YESSSS!
Picking up his pace once more, he beelined towards him. Flutters! ¡Buenos días!" hurtling to hid side, he flopped down next to the other apprentice. " Sorry for being late! I guess I couldn't run fast enough. " fidgeting like normal, he lashed his tail around. " I wonder what will happen today? Do you think it'll will be something cool? I hope it's something cool! That'd be UBER AWESOME!! " green eyes widening, he forcefully closed his mouth; intending to let Whisperingpaw say something before he yapped on forever.
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Whisperingpaw(125/100)
Whisperingpaw smiled excitedly as he heard the rapid pawsteps of his friend, Stempaw, waiting for his friend's excited chatter. When Stempaw flopped down beside him, the orange apprentice shuffled closer to his friend as they chattered on, his tail twitching softly. Once Stempaw stopped talking, Whisperingpaw spoke. "You aren't late, Twilightstar hasn't said anything yet! He said playfully to his best friend. "I think it'll be something interesting! Oh, also! I thought of a nickname for you! Whisperingpaw said, letting silence pass to make is more 'dramatic'.
"Flower!! Do you like it? I think it fits you. The orange tom revealed happily, his green eyes shining happily. It was always a pleasure to talk to Stempaw.
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Beastpaw arrived, paws kicking up dust as she moodily skulked over. Dreamlight still hadn't really taught her anything, and she hadn't heard from Tigermist for ages. The latter... might be partly her fault. Another kick of the dirt, this time spraying higher. Beastpaw plonked onto her furry bum and stared at Twilightstar, who seemed to be in immense pain. Huh. Was her leader okay?
(Using this as a bump for dreambeast at the 'paw den @Moonraven )
Bravebird
She/her | 43 moons | WindClan Warrior
[ Beefed Up T3 • One with the Warren ]
She wasn't planning on moving from her spot unless trouble arose, not exactly wishing to make small talk at this meeting - but the sight of a familiar pelt sent shocks up Bravebird's legs. She hadn't even checked on him, not once. What kind of friend did that make her? Guilt gnawed at her heart as she got up and made her way over (albeit with one or two limps of her own).
"...How are you feeling?" The question came out a bit awkward as Brave lingered, unsure if she could sit or not. Despite logic and facts stating otherwise, her mind had started to convince her that she was failing those closest to her. A blink and a twitch of her whiskers were the only indication of her hesitancy, tail flicking behind her.
Hawkfur
WindClan
he/him | 47 moons
[Russet tabby with tuxedo markings and sky blue eyes]
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Hawkfur sighed to himself as the gathering of cats slowly grew, approaching his secluded corner and making it not so secluded. He had half the mind to move, but a familiar scent washed over him and rooted him to the spot while simultaneously making him want to flee camp in terror. His heart pounded, and he almost flinched when Bravebird spoke to him. The red tabby glanced sidelong at her, sky-blue eyes wary as he took in her injuries. He hadn't been able to protect her. He had rushed into danger, risking the wrath of Twilightstar in order to get to Bravebird, but in the end he hadn't even succeeded. Guilt clawed at him worse than any of the minks, and he looked away. "Oh, I--"I'm sorry. I failed you. I love you."I'm alright." He meowed, doing his best to sound lighthearted. "Nothing I won't recover from!" When he looked up again, his face was carefully neutral, though a bit of pain flickered in his eyes. "How are you feeling?" He gestured for her to sit, if she wanted. Though, he wouldn't be surprised if she decided to decline. He had gotten the feeling she had been avoiding him recently, which he supposed was warranted. Had he stepped too far when he woke her to go stargazing? Did she blame him for her injuries, for not getting to her? For focusing on his duty as a warrior? No... Bravebird was the most dutiful cats he knew. She wouldn't blame him for that. ... Right?
Re: WindClan Galewood
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