WindClan: Life Before 2023's Fire

[MEAT ANGELS]

Originally Posted by Fletcher

( @H3ARTBOUNC_3 )

Hallowstep had been tucked low in one of the small shrubs sparsely dotted across the land- the needles kept him well hidden before he sprang out, shooting across the area after the rabbit Falconspirit had missed. He killed it- quickly, mercifully, and skillfully.

He raised his neck, making eye contact with the other warrior. His amber eyes were aglow with, ironically, stoicism. Snow crumbled beneath his paws silently as he approached Falconspirit; then, he stopped, right in front of the tom, rabbit still in his mouth.

He set it down, "You missed this," he quipped- it seemed cold but his tone was light, carrying an air of playfulness. Hallowstep sat before him, ears perked and pointed towards the other.

Falconspirit hissed at the Tom, before catching himself and turning to face the voice. How should he react to this? In a not boring way.. hm... “AHAHAAHAHAHA! I MISSED THAT? IM SO SORRYYYYY PLEASE FORGIVE ME OH NO..” He sat back, satisfied with his response. Before realizing how boring that could be.. “AAAAAUGH.” He groaned, and flopped onto the grass. It didn’t matter that he had missed that rabbit. He had messed up everything!
“sorry for being boring...” Falconspirit smashed his face into the ground, and groaned, yet again. Now groaning was becoming old, and getting boring! No! Bad falcon! Bad!
He dug his claws into the ground, and gave an aggravated lash of his tail.

[Fletcher]

( @H3ARTBOUNC_3 )

Hallowstep swirled his tongue around his maw, scraping up the few specks of blood off his muzzle. His tail was curled politely over his paws, probably to protect them from the cold. He watched in amusement as his clanmate sporadically spoke.

"Ah, boring? No. Eccentric if anything," he chirped, lowering his head, "You appear quite ornery- has something got you in this tizzy?"

Hallowstep blinked a few times, pausing, "Perhaps the cold has gotten to you?"

[DaniCalifornia]

@ghostwriter

((Sorry for the late reply!))

Rowankit's eyes widened. "Woah... what's a beaver, though?" He asked, tilting his head to one side. For a cat who had been born a loner, he sure didn't know as much as one would expect. That may have been because of where he was born, or because of the fact that his whole life on the outside was a journey to the clans, but the kit only now realized he didn't see or do a lot before joining WindClan.

[dionysus]

[ @spade ]

Moonpaw’s excitement rubbed off a bit on Heathernose and she found herself looking forward to returning home too. Her own catch didn’t mean much to her but it would be fun seeing Moonpaw show off her first rabbit to her friends. Going back to camp for Moonpaw meant resting fatigued muscles and catching up with friends outside the apprentice den, maybe munching on her rabbit or bringing it to the queens. Camp for Heathernose meant Thornsprint and whatever mood he was in. She just wanted to live through Moonpaw’s eyes a little longer.

“Alright well let’s head back! See if you can keep up!”

Heathernose winked with her little tease and took off, racing back to camp with more energy than she’d felt in a long time. The run across the moors was brisk and beautiful and all too soon over. The tortoiseshell skidded to a halt by the entrance and waited for Moonpaw, saying,

“You’ve earned yourself some rest so why don’t you show that rabbit off and then get yourself something to eat- you could keep the rabbit if you want or donate it to the queens but I will say there’s nothing quite like digging into your first ever catch.”

[Abyssopelagic]

Originally Posted by Zesty Mango

@Rainquail @elysian

http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/...1&postcount=17
(+5 marigold)

Gullpaw was mad she had to go on a herb patrol, not that she had to do it, but that she had to drop the herbs she collected off, due to not wanting to really interact with her mother she dropped the marigold in the doorway and grumbled,” here’s the marigold” she stood there for a second until she saw Snailswirl or her mother coming so she marigold wouldn’t blow away.

Coldamber heard Gullpaw's call and trotted over to her at the Den entrance and dipped her head to the apprentice in respect, having to keep herself from wincing. She wanted the best for Gullpaw, even if she was convinced otherwise, but the looks of betrayal and barely contained hate made her wonder if she should even bother trying.
"Hey, thanks. Before you go, did Skunkblaze and Creekdash both show up for patrol?"
She intended to ask every patrol that came back, but it was also an excuse to speak to Gullpaw just a little longer.

[ghostwriter]

@DaniCalifornia
(no worries!)

Tanglekit bristled and bounced excitedly, "They're so cool! They're like...giant rats with big teeth and webbed feet and big ol floppy tail!" she exclaimed.
Sparkfrost rolled his eyes, sighing heavily, "They are not cool...they're huge and aggressive, and they build wooden damns that cause the river to dry up or flood depending on where they're built. I've fought a fair number of problematic creatures, but I'd rather not mess with a beaver." the warrior admitted.

[MEAT ANGELS]

[ @Moonraven ]

It had happened so suddenly.
One moment, Hivepaw was sitting outside the nursery,
The next a Hawk swooped below and caught the blind cat.
It had taken her moons to find her way back.
Back to home.
The final remains of her momma.
Hivepaw was exhausted. It was so strange. How had she even found her way back? She was blind, for Starclans sake! It was impossible! Then again, she did have some help. Even after all this time, she could remember every last lesson learned during the beginning. She remembered Deadpool, her littermates, Rootkit! Oh, how she missed them all. Hivepaw increased her speed, the familiar scents of Windclan camp increasing. An infected cut in her shoulder began to ache yet again, but she persisted, desperate to find her way back home.
“HWOME!”
She burst through the entrance with the force of a bull. Home! Home! Hivepaw made a joyful noise, everything flooding back to her. We’re her littermates warriors yet? She still hadn’t fully understood clan culture when she had been carried away, but oh, did she thank the stars. “WWIMDCLAMN!” Hivepaw stopped to take in some air, the injuries she had experienced during her travels finally catching up to her. Oh, did they hurt. What did she do now? Before running to get them healed, of course. Hivepaw had been gone for moons. Didn’t she have to do some sort of rejoining process? Who was leader when she was here, anyway? The only warriors she remembered were Deadpool and her mentor, and memories of both cats were fuzzy. “Cmwinderpaow? Roopkip?”

[Arie]

-- @Beau --

Oh. Shouldn't he had thrown it at Mushy? But... then the praise. Ok. He was safe. Doing something he'd longed to do and missed doing, the young warrior settled down into Mushy's nest and then snuggled up to the warrior, like a kitten seeking warmth. Stagleech might be a warrior but he got to admit he missed this. He missed snuggling up into the warmth of his parents, because to him he'd never known anyone else who'd bothered to take care of him the way that Twiggy and Mushy had... in a way replaced who his parents were. Stagleech no longer remembered the actual smell of his mother before he'd been brought to the clan...

"I didn't give one to Twiggy..." he felt kind of embarrassed about that but he had a good reason still! "Because when I like went to check inside her nest, I couldn't exactly find her.. So like, I didn't want to leave good food there so I gave it so someone else and then I brought this one to us."

[Arie]

Originally Posted by ghostwriter

@Arie

Sparkfrost listened, alarmed, his eyes flitting back and forth as he fought to keep up. However, at the first mention of Icestar and Dawnstar being ugly, the warrior began to chuckle, and by the time the account was completed, the black and white tom was nearly doubled over laughing, one paw pressed to his chest.
“Oh no...” he wheezed, shaking his head, “Ugh, I like you, buddy. It sounds like you made really good use of your afterlife escapade. Hey, wanna hear a joke?” He asked. He didn’t wait for the answer, as he figured he knew what it would be.
“Guess how many dead cats are in StarClan?” He asked, trying to keep himself from laughing. He paused, “All of them!”
The young warrior snickered to himself, entirely enthused to have company that shared in his goofy immaturity.
“Oh, I almost forgot! Speaking of dead stuff...Do you wanna see a monster graveyard?”

Ok so talking about death was apparently a good thing because it made cat's laugh? He would store that in the back of his mind because that was surely a positive thing right? Making cats laugh and like... wheezing wasn't good but it still sounded funny? Stagleech was overall quite confused but... that was part of life right? Like being confused and not knowing what to do with yourself right? Yeah sure. "I like you too! and like, if you're dead gotta make the most out of right right? Yes! A joke yes!" Oh. That joke was funny and Stagleech found himself joining in the wheezing of the other warrior with a bright smile on his face still.

This warrior was funny and Stagleech hoped that other cats enjoyed his company as much as the younger warrior did. Because it was enjoyable and great and he wanted to keep being in this cat's company because... why not? He was having fun and like doing a lot of stupid things but still having fun. "Monster graveyard? YEs! Sure! Why not!"

[Arie]

-- @gs29513 --
Ok so this time he wasn't going to let this younger cat get the better of him, or well, he was going to try to not let her get the better of him because he was strong. So remembering what Twiglight had done to him he reached out with both his frontpaws and managed to stop Deadpaw's movement and he looked at her with wide surprised eyes. He'd actually done it! Stagleech was incredibly happy for himself for a moment but he had to finish the move and then proceeded to, with careful procession to push Deadpaw back and battered at her paws so that she, hopefully, would fall on her rump and he would be the winner of this small match. "DO it again! I'm just getting the hang of how to beat you"