WindClan: Life Before 2023's Fire

[Akira]

Originally Posted by -Meow-

Milkykit smiled with delight.
"Crowspeck!" she mewed.
"What are you doing here?"
"This is Shadowclan territory!" she mewed standing up tall.
(Sorry I didn't respond sooner!)

Crowspeck raised and eyebrow, but he couldn't stop the small smile on his face. "Your territory?" He asked, feigning innocence. "Why, this is WindClan's territory."

[-Meow-]

Originally Posted by Kyrieknight

Crowspeck raised and eyebrow, but he couldn't stop the small smile on his face. "Your territory?" He asked, feigning innocence. "Why, this is WindClan's territory."

Milkykit smiled.
"Not for long!" she cried.

[Akira]

Originally Posted by -Meow-

Milkykit smiled.
"Not for long!" she cried.

"Not if I have anything to say about it," Crowspeck said, sitting up a little straighter. At least Milkykit was enjoying herself.

[Raven~]

Dirtkit crept toward the entrance, looking about. No one watching. Good. Now he could explore his territory!
@Quickpaw

[Quickpaw]

Originally Posted by FrostCat

Dirtkit crept toward the entrance, looking about. No one watching. Good. Now he could explore his territory!
@Quickpaw

Sharpkit couldn't see him, but she could smell that his scent was leaving camp. "Where are you going?"

[Raven~]

Dirtkit jumped. Mouse dung! He had been caught! "Err...hi Sharpkit. Ummm.. I was going out?
@Quickpaw

[Quickpaw]

Originally Posted by FrostCat

Dirtkit jumped. Mouse dung! He had been caught! "Err...hi Sharpkit. Ummm.. I was going out?
@Quickpaw

"Why?" Sharpkit was probably going to let him get away with it.

[Moonraven]

Was he okay? Twilightstar felt the fur along her tail rise as the young tom had a bit of a sneezing fit. Her green eye mapped out his location and watched him quietly as he got his nose under control. Her lips stretched just a little bit, grinning at the way he questioned her with a snort. It was an amusing sight and sound, the bout of silliness left as quickly as it came as he explained something to her.

"You must deal with a lot of resistant cats." The lilac feline replied, finding his comment somewhat strange. "I wouldn't be here if I didn't need you to heal me, I feel like I'd be wasting your time if I just came here to just chat with you." Twilightstar absolutely hated wasting time, she was sure he was busy and she was busy. "I don't put up a fuss about being healed unless I feel like my clanmates need tending to first, and even then only when I'm sure my wounds aren't fatal or overly harmful." She mewed and then wondered if he was telling her this because she hadn't been looked at at all by a medicine cat.

"I visited Coldamber upon my return, not immediately, but directly after, I got sidetracked by some stuff she wanted to tell me, and then she had her accident so we never really got the chance to care for my wounds. They weren't that bad at first." They weren't they just hurt a bit, but now raw and exposed to the elements and the fact that she wasn't exactly being careful in her attempt to rebuild her lost strength and endurance... she twisted her head to look over her shoulder at her back along the top of her flanks.

"I tore one of the scars along my back, I think I stretched too far while hunting with Moonsoot." She answered, exhaling loudly as she gradually, at a snail pace, turned to show him what she was talking about. Dawnstar seemed to have fancy using her back as a scratching post, a few inches from the spine just behind her ribs, what could have been simple scratches had turned into roughly healed lacerations as Dawnstar had a thing for dragging her claws along the exact same spot consistently. The flesh had mostly kneaded itself back together, although was now torn with small pools of blood gathering in the tears.

"There something wrong with my hind paw, I'm missing the claws and some of the toes." She sat down, extending the paw she was talking about. "I'm not sure if the whole paw is infected or not, I don't believe it is, but I'm certain that ones with missing claws are. I think I got dirt or something in the front of my toes, I keep cleaning them, but the pain is quite agitating when I bother to pay attention to it and the pads of my toes are a little red and warm. I can set the whole paw down without any pain, it just when I try walking on the tips that the balance is slightly thrown off and the pain comes." She could ignore her foot for only so long before it started really affecting walking, let alone running and hunting. It would be really nice to know if this was something she had to live with or something that could get fixed.

"The scars on my chest are inflamed and feel raw and the ones along the right of my face are the same, sometimes they itch, and sometimes they just throb. I try to keep them clean, but I'm pretty sure I'm just irritating them more." The empty socket often had her writhing in searing pain after a bad dream, but she didn't think he had a herb to tend to that. Her tail was pretty healed and the gums plus broken teeth in her maw seem to be patching themselves up without much. She ate a little strangely, but nothing too worrisome.

"I've taken a few poppy seeds before to help with sleep and the pain, I still find myself having difficulties sleeping and aches are still present. How many can I take without getting sick?"
@Rani

[Raven~]

"And you don't?" He looked at the entrance. So. Close.
@Quickpaw

[Abyssopelagic]

((I am so behind on this, I'm sorry))

Gulltwist.... twist, twist, twist.....
She'd heard that suffix before.
She relaxed just a smidge as the words the cat in her dreams had spoken to her sank in. He'd promised the cats awaiting her when she woke up were friends, that they only wanted to help her. But they couldn't help her, she didn't even know what was wrong other than they insisted they knew her and yet she had no.... oh. Hadn't they kitten in her dreams mused that she had lost memories? Hadn't he also called her mom?
There were too many coincidences for her to ignore.
She forced herself to appear less on edge (the pain nagging at the back of her skull didn't help, nor the imminent sense of danger at the paws of these unknown cats), but she tried for the sake of clarity.
"The cat in my dreams had said- said you would help, had called me mom."
She swallowed down a mixture of her own terror and bile, trying to stay coherent.
He was.... his name was twist, too. He said I could trust you.... did you know him, Gulltwist?"
She let them come closer despite how much she wanted to push them away.
"I don't know you, or what a.... Medicine Cat is. If I should, or ever did, I don't anymore. It's not.... there's nothing there. Is Coldamber what I was called here?"
She was still so, so confused, but as she spoke, the fear ebbed, leaving behind a heavy weariness and tired, grimy feeling. She hated it and hated how weak it made her feel.

@Rani @Zesty Mango