WindClan Clearing

[Neptune.]

Lichenpaw
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14 moons || she/her || WindClan apprentice || honed skill [INACTIVE]
scrawny calico with one blind eye; blue eyes

Ears flicking with interest and mild fear as Twistedpaw shouts her need for Twilightstar, Lichenpaw lifts her head from where she'd been resting between training sessions. Instantly she fears the worst: a coming attack, a death, two-legs encroaching... Deciding she needs to hear this and not learn about it at the next clan meeting, Lichenpaw gets to her feet and makes her way over.

She's always felt a sort of kinship with Twistedpaw, though they've never had much interaction aside from a few passing words, and weren't anything like friends, Lichenpaw still found herself worried about the apprentice, one functional eye taking in her state... she was wounded... why was she alone? What had happened?

Without crowding her, Lichenpaw stands to Twilightstar's left and a little behind her, about a fox length away from the injured and fearful apprentice, concern lacing her expression and tail flicking anxiously. There were others here too, and her voice would probably only add to the confusion of many voices speaking, so she stays silent, waiting to hear what happened, waiting for the worst, and ready to be of help anywhere she could manage.

[ @TheNyanCatMinecart - twisted || @Tallstar - vine || @SpiritedWarrior - ravenhawk || @Undertaker - Leechscar || @Moonraven - twi ]

[Rani]

Crowtooth
Windclan Tunneler/Fury | He/him | 50 Moons

Power Card: Cold Gust

A gathering of cats and the scent of blood was never ever a good sign and that it was Twistedpaw was even worse. That molly had a tendency to get into trouble that was not her fault, an almost perpetual victim of bad circumstances and luck.


What made things worse was that she was coming into camp alone without whatever warrior she'd left with, and that Crowtooth was fairly certain he knew who was absent. He swore he'd saw them leaving in the morning after all, idly noting in his groggy state that he was pleased to see the two bonding....

Oh stars no.

Padding up at a quick clip to belay his pace Crowtooths form was tenser then normal, ears already pinned as he nudged his way through the crowd, a question on his tongue.
"Twistedpaw, ya were goin' out wit' Wolffang today werent ya? Where is he, why's he not wit' ya."
The rasps were uncharacteristically tight as the large toms voice became strangled with worried, thoughts of the worst already building. After all, things always went bad when they were just going good, and it had been going good lately.

Something in Wolffang had finally been able to heal of late and Crowtooth had been overjoyed at the potential start of a deeper friendship with a like minded clanmate. Now however, he cursed himself for hoping.

"What happened to him Twistedpaw please."
Damn it, damn it, damn it, no!



@TheNyanCatMinecart @Undertaker @Moonraven @SpiritedWarrior @Tallstar @Neptune.

[TheNyanCatMinecart]

~ TWISTEDPAW OF WINDCLAN ~

AFAB | SHE/HER | APPRENTICE | 17 MOONS | NO PURRKS

Small, skinny, black she-cat with a light gray belly and tail-tip, a mangled tail, a crooked jaw, and one blind eye.

Despite her distress, Twistedpaw felt herself relax a little when she saw Vinepaw heading toward her. She always felt comfortable around the shaded black-and-white tom. He was so kind and protective, and she could relate to him. However, the horror that filled his face reminded her of her situation.

She knew she'd be getting more looks like that when she passed on her news.

She didn't want to... oh, she really didn't want to...

Vinepaw's sweet voice made Twistedpaw's eye fix on him. Stay grounded. Though he worded it differently, it sounded a lot like what Batglare had told her. Twistedpaw forced her eyes to shut and took a few deep, steadying breaths, calming her pounding heart and her roiling stomach. Wolffang's face, the creature's face... the blood... his amber eyes, not filled with fear, but determination...

"Twistedpaw, run. I'll buy you enough time."

Her eyes flew open.

She could run from the predator, but she couldn't run from this.

"I... I'm glad you're here, Vinepaw," she whispered to the tunneller apprentice. She meant it. This wouldn't be easy, but with him... she felt a little more steady.

Another warrior appeared out of nowhere, his mismatched eyes shining with concern as he looked her over. Ravenhawk. She didn't know him that well, but his comforting voice also helped. His offer to assist, however, made Twistedpaw take a step back. She wanted Twilightstar. She didn't want to have to say this twice.

It was horrible enough.

I'm bleeding? Ravenhawk's comment cut off Twistedpaw's reply as she glanced down at her chest. She'd forgotten that the creature had struck her. Now the wounds burned... but they didn't make her feel light-headed. They weren't deep.

They also explained the blood-scent.

Heavy pawsteps shook the ground, and Leechscar was there. Twistedpaw glanced at the massive dark gray warrior. They hadn't spoken in a very long time, but she still felt secure around him. She breathed a sigh of relief when he told Ravenhawk that she shouldn't have to explain it twice. She brushed her cheek against his chest fur in thanks.

Wolffang's fur had brushed against hers when he'd shielded her with his body, too.

Twistedpaw focused on taking deep breaths. Dizziness nipped at the edges of her consciousness. Even though she knew she had to stay focused, the horror of the situation filled her from nose to tail-tip. Where is Twilightstar? She had to tell the leader, she just had to. If she didn't, she felt like she'd break down entirely.

Thankfully, Twilightstar came to meet her a moment later. Ahead of her was Batglare. Twistedpaw felt another wave of relief wash over her. Almost all of the cats she knew and trusted were here to help her through this. Seeing her mentor helped give her strength. It wasn't easy... especially as she saw the gathering crowd.

Crowtooth immediately made it a lot harder.

The bulky black-and-white tunneller, reeking of tension, was in front of her in the blink of an eye, questions spewing from his lips. You were going out with Wolffang, weren't you?

Twistedpaw flinched. Her stomach and throat felt tight again.

What happened to him, Twistedpaw? Please.

The pressure was mounting. Twistedpaw felt her world spin again as the horrible reality slammed its paws into her chest.

She'd turned away before she saw what the predator did to him. However, she could imagine it all too clearly sinking its jaws deep, spilling blood like rain... More tears sprang to her eyes, and her tremors started up again.

First RiverClan, and now this. She wasn't responsible, but Twistedpaw wasn't sure what her Clanmates would think after she relayed this encounter.

She forced herself to look away from Crowtooth and Twilightstar and instead focus on Batglare, Vinepaw, Ravenhawk, and Leechscar. That helped her get her breath back. Helped her stay here.

Unfortunately, she had to look at Crowtooth and Twilightstar again.

"W-Wolffang..." Just saying his name made it feel so, so painfully real. Twistedpaw swallowed hard and took a gasping breath. I have to do this. "He t-took me out... for additional... b-battle training..." She couldn't tell them about Rosebriar right now, but she could still tell them the truth. "He... we... smelled something odd... checked it out... some kind of... d-dead animal. Wolffang said w-we had to leave and r-report it back at c-camp... but..."

It was painful to force back her sobs.

"...it at-tracted some kind of... c-creature... I'm n-not sure what it w-was... it was huge, with reddish fur, and looked a l-little like a dog... it attacked us... W-Wolffang... w-we fought it t-together, but it was s-so strong..."

It felt like she was drowning as the memory crashed over her.

"W-Wolffang... he was b-badly injured... he t-told me to r-run, and that... that he'd b-buy me enough t-time... I w-wanted t-to help, b-but I r-realized I w-would just g-get myself k-killed..."

Her voice rose an octave.

"Th-the entire time, he p-protected me, k-kept me safe! I t-tried t-to help him, I d-did! B-but... he g-gave me an order... it w-would've been pointless to s-stay... I d-didn't s-see, b-but..."

The words struggled to leave her throat.

"Th-the thing k... killed him."

@Tallstar [Vinepaw] @SpiritedWarrior [Ravenhawk] @Undertaker [Leechscar] @Moonraven [Twilightstar/Batglare] @Neptune. [Lichenpaw] @Rani [Crowtooth]

[Scary_Sage]

Grayheart lay down on the edge of the clearing, in the shade. She was expecting kits soon, and she hadn't told anyone. Groaning, she lifted her head, squinting in the sun.

[Rani]

Crowtooth
Windclan Tunneler/Fury | He/him | 50 Moons

Power Card: Cold Gust

Perhaps if Crowtooth was in a better state he might have the mind to reassure Twistedpaw he didnt blame her, or that it wasnt her fault. But right now all that echos through his head like a deafening gong was the words 'killed him'.
A coyote, because it always came back to the damn coyotes didnt it, inescapable horrible beasts, had set upon the two and Wolffang had been his ever too freaking noble self sacrificial self and had tried to fight it to let Twistedpaw run.

Killed him. Killed him. Killed him. KILLED HIM.

NO!

Crowtooth refused to accept that, Wolffang had died once and come back and even before then the large tom was damn near unkillable, living through things that shouldve been impossible. A single coyote wouldnt be his end, couldnt! No Twistedpaw had been scared and not sure of what she was seeing and the tom was still out there fighting or holed up somewhere waiting for help there was no other option Crowtooth was willing to accept.

The tom chucked, tight and wheezingly and slightly hysterically as large eyes darted to Twilightstar, slightly desperate. "Ah, coyotes. Of course its a coyote. Well Im sure yer scared an' did yer best out there kiddo but I doubt Wolffang is gone just like that, hes way to tough. We need ta send a patrol out ta fetch him an' whatever new scars he has fast, cant leave him fightin' alone out there! He'll be fine, just fine kid you'll see." He wasnt dead, he wasnt dead!


"W-we're gonna go out now an' save him from whatever tree or epic fight he's in right? Need ya move quickly but aint no hardship, let go."
Because Crowtooth was not going to let himself be sidelined for this, not when it was to do with his friend. He was going to go and help Wolffang and tease the fur off of him for needing to be saved like he hadnt just single pawedly saved an apprentice and then brag to the clan that he told them so.

Wolffang wasnt dead i-it wasnt allowed.


@TheNyanCatMinecart @Moonraven @Undertaker @Tallstar @Neptune. @SpiritedWarrior

[GrimLock: Protecters]

FlyingFlame looked down at edge of the clearing then turned around and (Growled) i wish i could be sent outside the clans broder!

[Scary_Sage]

Originally Posted by GrimLock: Protecters

FlyingFlame looked down at edge of the clearing then turned around and (Growled) i wish i could be sent outside the clans broder!

Kestrelpaw stopped pacing around the clearing, and glanced at another cat. They seem to be having a tough time. She thought, and padded over. I'm Kestrelpaw! Who are you? She asked, sensing the angry look in the cat's eyes. @GrimLock: Protecters and @Windy

[GrimLock: Protecters]

Oh what does it matter to you anyways ( he said licking his paw) he looked angry.

[Angelia]

Originally Posted by KestrelPaw

Kestrelpaw stopped pacing around the clearing, and glanced at another cat. They seem to be having a tough time. She thought, and padded over. I'm Kestrelpaw! Who are you? She asked, sensing the angry look in the cat's eyes. @GrimLock: Protecters and @Windy

Originally Posted by GrimLock: Protecters

FlyingFlame looked down at edge of the clearing then turned around and (Growled) i wish i could be sent outside the clans broder!

Snowpaw felt bored and decided to come over. "Hihihi who are you?"

[Scary_Sage]

Originally Posted by Windy

Snowpaw felt bored and decided to come over. "Hihihi who are you?"

Kestrelpaw grumbled in response to the angriness in Flyingflame's voice. What's his problem?She thought, I was just trying to be nice. Then she turned to the other cat, glad to see someone in good spirits. I'm Kestrelpaw! And thats- I actually don't know his name! Kestrelpaw said cheerfully.
@GrimLock: Protecters @Windy