WindClan Galewood

[Cinnamon~]

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~☆Poppykit☆~
•She/Her•Cute•Playfull•

Poppykit ran towards Elkhowl, preparing to attack him with her full-of-excitement questions.
Poor Fireflykit, she remembered her sibling, while planting her paws on the ground to stop in front of her new mentor. I hope he'll be an apprentice soon...
"I'm so excited to be an apprentice" the young cat began her attack.
"Am I your first apprentice? And when are we going to see the territory?"
She hesitated a bit, waiting for an answer.
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@nykyrian

[Moonraven]

Dreamlight grinned brighter after Owlpaw touched noses with her. It seemed he didn't mind her overenthusiastic nature, which was great! Before she could actually decide what she should be doing with Owlpaw, Leechscar showed up and nearly knocked her off her paws.

"Quit it you overgrown badger!" Dreamlight growled after regaining her balance. As her brother proceeded to tease Owlpaw, Dreamlight hissed loudly at him. "Shut up, Owlpaw is perfect as he is, and not everyone grows the size of badgers, featherbrain."

Dreamlight pinned her ears as back Leechscar introduces her to his apprentice, just had to dimwit to it. There was no point in fighting with Leechscar, it'd be a waste of her breath. She did reach up to swat at his head nonetheless as a retort wasn't coming to mind so that was the next best thing with the meanie.

"What do you have to be so mean, Littlepaw is not a runt, and Owlpaw is not a baby bird. I'm going to tell Mom."Dreamlight protested although she doubted she'd bug Twilightstar about Leechscar. Her brother's been like this since practically birth, it's not like the she-cat could do anything about it, he did become a little less rude when Twilightstar was brought up though. So it was better than nothing.

"It's nice to meet you, Littlepaw. I'm sorry about Leechscar, he's always been rude." She meowed on behave of her brother. At the mention of going hunting, her droopy tail and flatten ears jerked to attention. She was all for hunting, and now she had Owlpaw to join her. This was going to be a blast.

"Yes! Let's go. Come on Owlpaw!" Dreamlight bounced to her paws and took off running towards the wide opening that led into the prairie.

@Undertaker [Leechscar] @Leafie [Littlepaw] @Woodlow [Owlpaw]

[nykyrian]

♛ Elkhowl ♛

He/Him | @Cinnamonear

The newly made apprentice was energetic, an interesting offset from Mothflower. Though right now the young cat was a welcome distraction. "You aren't, but you're definitely the youngest if that's any consolation." He offered up a slight smile. "We can do a tour of the territory first thing tomorrow, just make sure you get a good night's rest and I'll see you in the morning."
(Sorry for the late response! Just shoot me a vm and I can get a training starter up if you'd like. )

#20

[Moonraven]

High Rank Announcement [#hrannouncement]

Ah! It took a bit longer to get back home, she had wanted to sleep a lot. So she found herself collapsing at certain points. But a cry from above or a near rustle from the grass would alert her and she'd forced herself to get up and start stumbling again. It was hard to find the same enthusiasm to get up and do anything when she didn't have the whole clan to focus on, to drive her. When it was just her wellbeing the same need just wasn't there.

Her tears did eventually stop falling once she figured out why she was crying in the first place. They weren't for her suffering, her aches, her death. She was sorrowful for all the loss this decision would bring them. They'd be dying again, bleeding, kin, lovers, mentors, apprentices, her beloved clanmates. All she wanted to do was keep them all safe and happy, but it was an impossible desire. The realization was crushing, so she sobbed and cried all the painful sorrow she wouldn't be able to share. It kept going until she was drained of that emotion.

By the time she made it back to camp, walking, and wincing, through the entrance, her tears had long since ceased. She silently moved through the clearing, head hung low and tail barely lifted from the ground.

TW: detailed mild gore
The WindClan leader was a mess. Her legs, tail, and ears are stained in blood, punctured where mean nips tore through the fur and flesh, belly coated in dry blood where a savage, life-threatening, gaping wound once sat. In its place, a fresh, tender, pinkish mass of scar tissue settled. She tried not to move her ears, both the full and the half, but she could feel eyes on her and her ears automatically swerved in the direction of hush mews and concerned meows. They bleed, small beads of vivid red liquid seeping out of the cracks of drying blood and spilling down her head with each movement. She no longer left red prints behind her as she walked, but the hot pain continued to stab through her limbs with each step. She dare not move her tail too much lest she leave a splatter of blood coating the greenery around her.

Twilightstar first instinct was to ignore the questions, and the concern, and head straight to the medicine cat's den underneath the Galewood. However, as she reached the roots of the tree, this burst of anger clawed its way through her body. Their sorrow, though rooted deeply within her, was still and new feelings awake. Why the hell did she have to feel guilty?! This was all his fault! Why did she need to respond to this rationally when everyone else acted like immature asses? Reckless throwing their clanmates' lives away without a care in the world.

She didn't think she'd hate anyone like she hated Dawnstar, but Beanstar proved her wrong. She wanted him dead, wanted to see him crushed beneath her paw, dying as he had her. That was a lot for someone who constantly suppressed her emotions. She didn't want to drag WindClan into a war, she abhorred watching them die and leave her, but her desire to hurt someone as much as they had hurt her outweighed her remorse today.

Twilightstar raised her head and yowled, shrill, booming, and commanding. No words followed just the sound, she was exhausted and beyond physical pain. But if she let this fester it would eat her alive, she needed to speak.

"I want Beanstar dead." The tone was calm and collected but those who have heard the WindClan leader speak over the countless moons would be able to hear the rage coiling around each word. Twilightstar was livid.
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Swallowing lifted his head and hissed. "let me shred him please!" he angrily shook his tail @Moonraven

[bubble[error].]

*Tigerpaw watched with a horrible look on her face*

"Allow me to help kill him."

@Moonraven(Twilightstar)

[Ian]

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The deputy had been worried when Twilightstar hadn't returned shortly after he had escorted the troublemakers back. He was just about to go back and check on her when she came into camp. And it was certainly not in the state he had left the leader in.

"Twilightstar! What-," he started, watching with shocked eyes as she let out commanding yowl, and then declared that she wanted Beanstar dead. What? Did Beanstar do this to her?

Shaking off the shock, Fallownose hurried over to her, doing his best to support her in any way he could. "You need to see Cowtuft. You shouldn't be holding a meeting in this state, it can wait. Please, Twilighstar. We can talk about what happened after you get your wounds treated."

@Moonraven

[Succpunk]

Frogkit froze up with the horrible yowl. Ears laid flat, she peeks into the clearing to investigate.


Her curiosity turns to terror, seeing so much blood covering Twilightstar. The leader was supposed to be... untouchable, right? What happened??


@Moonraven

[silver.]

ashtrail // she/her // 40 moons

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Though she was preparing to leave for patrol, the molly couldn't stop herself from staying glued to her spot, eyes widened in horror. The announcement isn't what's shocking to her-- no, it's the appearance of their leader. Mangled and bloodied, dragging herself through camp... If it had been Beanstar who committed such violence, then she would devote herself to her leader's goal of him meeting his end.

Something like this wouldn't stand lightly. Not with her, and not with the rest of Windclan, for sure.

She takes a seat where she's standing and allows her tail to curl around her front paws. Pupils dilated and ears perked, awaiting instruction, her eyes do not dare leave Twilightstar. And though she says nothing, the look on her face is enough to display her own growing fury and support.

// @Moonraven

[Katiethewolfchild]

Bearpelt wondered if Beanstar attacked Twilightstar. The young queen could tell the leader was badly injured.