WindClan Warriors' Den

[PINTO BEAN]

OpossumBug
15 moons | He/they | windclan
Did I somehow get lost
along the way?


Opossum woke up from their sleep, somehow they didn't have
a bad dream this time. "surprising." He whispered to himself
Now his dreams usually consisted of the recent fight with riverclan.
He lost his mom and dad and siblings in that fight. He walked into
that battle not alone, and he walked out of that battle alone. He was
still trying to get a hold of himself, he would only dream of his dad's
death, his dad taught him everything he knew, he was an important
part of his life. He wishes that he can go back and reverse things. he
just wants to see his family again.

He finally got up. he needed to stretch his legs, and live a little. It was
common for him to say to himself to live a little, its like it's his saying.
could be what he's known for, he just doesn't know. He doesn't know
anything these days. Just sleep, eat, and live. He wants someone to
love and tell stuff to, you never know maybe he will find someone some
day, just not now. He's not fit for a mate, he's so mentally unstable, he
wouldn't even be able to be a loving boyfriend! He's just not ready yet.

-open roleplay!-

[ChaosBringer.]

Vixenstare exists [Activity post]

[isla]

ROBINSNOW
WELL INSULATED
AGATHA KITTY

“Opposumbag?” Robinsnow lifted her head, orangish-amber eyes gleaming in the gloominess of the warrior’s den. “Everything alright?”

{ @cowboy froggo}

[PINTO BEAN]

Opossumbug
15 moons | He/they | Bisexual
Did I somehow get
lost along the way?


OpossumBug was licking his coat until he heard his name called by Robinsnow.
Then she asked if he was ok, of course he wasn't! He just wasn't going to show
it. He looked around at Robinsnow with a confused look on his face.

"Of course I am, why do you ask? I mean I miss my family, that's all."
he said as he walked over to the she-cat.

@isla

[isla]

Robinsnow existed.

[PINTO BEAN]

Opossumbug exists
-cool right-

[Eleanora]

Honeyberry

Honeyberry tossed and turned in the warriors' den, the earthy scent of heather wafting around her like a soothing balm that failed to calm her restless mind. The moonlight filtered through the entrance, casting a pale glow over the den, but its serene beauty was lost on her tonight. Her thoughts were a turbulent storm, replaying the recent raid on RiverClan. The alliance with ShadowClan and ThunderClan had been a desperate move, and while they had succeeded in driving RiverClan from their territory, the victory left a bitter taste in her mouth.

She could still hear the cries of battle, see the fear in the eyes of her opponents, and feel the weight of the choices made. The faces of her clanmates, some triumphant, others wounded, flickered in her mind. The mink and vulture problems added another layer of anxiety. Every rustle outside the den, every distant screech, set her on edge, her heart racing with each unfamiliar sound. Honeyberry's sensitivity made it impossible to shut out the world’s chaos, her empathy extending even to the creatures that threatened their safety. Oh, how she longed to possess the thick hide of her father. A soft chuckle escaped her, imagining his disapproving gaze if he were here to witness her doubts.

"Toughen up, kit." He would tell her. "Warriors don't get emotional."

She sighed softly, curling tighter into her nest, the soft heather-woven moss beneath her doing little to ease her discomfort. The den, usually a sanctuary, felt suffocating tonight. Her sharp mind raced, searching for solutions, strategies to protect her clan. But her adventurous spirit yearned to escape, to find solace in the open moors, where she could run free under the stars.

[---Bluestar---]

Nightshade walked in and pushed his nest closer to Crowfade. @Honey Bee

[Estelle]

Silverrose groomed down her fur, a disgruntled expression over her face.

[---Bluestar---]

Nightshade sat up and yawned but then Lionscar walked in and started grooming himself.
(OPEN)