Furies' Field

[Moonraven]

[WindClan Furies and HRs only.]

A flat grassy clearing was found on the cliffside of the plateau. The clearing was full of life! On warm days like today, mice, and prairie dogs run throughout the field, on rare days, dragonflies can be seen zipping around. Marigolds and dandelions grew abundantly here. A gigantic boulder sat at the base of the cliff where a lengthy, lilac-gray she-cat sunned herself. The daylight rays highlight the pale pink scars etched on her body. Twilightstar lifted her head from her front paws once she heard the incoming paw steps.

"Glad that you approve."The low baritone growled as the speaker paused in her line of sight. The large, fluffy, brown-and-white warrior eyed the leader with his usual aloof, intense, glare. Batglare leaped up and joined the she-cat on the boulder, it was large enough to seat multiple cats even his size, and still had room to spare. The warmth seeped into Batglare's paws as he strolled forward and sat across from the Clan leader.

"It's a nice place. Most wouldn't have thought to roam along the plateau's edge for a meeting place." Twilightstar commended and winced softly as she sat up. She was tired, and healing, which was nothing new. With the minks no longer a problem for WindClan, Twilightstar needed to start focusing on the next issue. Work was never done when you were the head of a clan.

"I've already called for the others, they'll join us momentarily," Batglare grunted head turned to watch as a mouse chewed on some dandelions. He ignored the urge to go and murder it and instead waited till the rest of the Furies joined them. Considering that he had told them that Twilightstar wanted to hold a meeting, and where they'd be going, he expected them to arrive here rather quickly. The respect the WindClan leader garnered demanded a prompt arrival. Or at least that's how Batglare saw it.

[This is set after the battle of the minks, keeping it vague since the Mink plot hasn't been finished yet.] @taillow [Bravebird] @Undertaker [Leechscar] @Mica [Hawkfur] @Rani [Crowtooth] @Alchemist Kitsune [Dapplebreee]

[Rani]

Crowtooth
Windclan Tunneler/Fury | He/him | 51 Moons

Power Card: Cold Gust

Now, the tom had intended to arrive quietly and peaceably, either padding up and enjoying the sun and quiet contentment that came from a battle well one or emerging from the nearest tunnel entrances he could find like a ghost and just joining the group.
Then he saw a prairie dog and got peckish.
Then he followed the prairie dog down into its den to grab it.
The he followed it right into a swarm of its kin.
Then he got bit.


In the end Crowtooth burst out of a hidden entrance, hot on the tail of a shrilly squealing prairie dog, the prey raising its cacophony to the background swearing of the angry tom before he swiftly caught it.
The angry muttering did not quit then, and the two cats were treated to a show of the tom dropping the dead prey to look over his rodent bitten pelt and once more swear. None drew blood and the ones that did break the skin were shallow so didnt need treatment but damn did it still sting and in a petty spiteful move Crowtooth proceeded to collapse the den entrance with one firm paw.


There. Screw you prairie dogs Crowtooth won. Kinda.


Picking up his prize of a meal the tom silently joined the two cats on the rock, flopping down and giving a slightly childishly wheezed "Neither o' ya saw that." before he tucked in, waiting for the other furies to arrive.


@Moonraven @taillow @Undertaker @Mica @Alchemist Kitsune

[Mica]

Hawkfur
WindClan Fury
he/him | 50 moons
[Russet tabby with tuxedo markings and sky blue eyes ]
Purrks: Flock Together T3, Beefed Up T1
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[Twilightstar, Batglare - @Moonraven ] [Crowtooth - @Rani ] [Bravebird - @taillow ] [Dapplebreeze - @Alchemist Kitsune ] [Leechscar - @Undertaker ]
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Hawkfur crested over the horizon just as Crowtooth collasped the praerie dog entrance, amusement glimmering in the red tom's gaze. He trotted over to his friend, giving him a wry grin. "What'd they do, bark at you?" He joked easily, leaping up onto the warm stone to join everyone. He dipped his head to Twilightstar before sliding to the warm stone with a sigh, stretching out his legs so his white toes trembled with the strain. Now fully stretched, Hawkfur began to groom his paws, as the fluffy fur in between his toes had begun to collect pollen and grass.

The sunlight was so warm, and the gentle breeze that brushed the grasses managed to ruffle his feathery fur just enough where he was kept comfortable. Most of Hawkfur's usual social anxiety had melted away with the good weather, though he still kept far enough away from the others so he wouldn't accidentally bump into them or get in their way.

[Alchemist Kitsune]

| Dapplebreeze |
Agatha Kitty - Active | Silver Tongue - Active | Beefed Up [Tier 2] - Inactive

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Tan legs carried the thick furred she-cat with ease across the plateau, keeping to the edge as she approached the meeting spot. The newly named fury wasn't one to stick so close to this border of their territory, finding the natural protection against intruders comforting enough to ignore, yet perhaps not as comfortable to hunt in. Delicate nose twitched as the scent of prey wafted towards her, accompanied by a rather shrill, audible screeching. Blue hues growing somewhat round at the commotion, she pressed her paws to go along more swiftly until she arrived at the scene, Crowtooth standing over what appeared to be a very dead groundhog. Or prairie dog? Once they had been hunted, the former queen could admit to having a hard time identifying which one was which, not used to eating or hunting either in the slightest.

Getting there in time to hear Hawkfur's gentle tease, the senior warrior's whiskers curled lightly as she allowed herself a soft purr. It was good to see the younger furies already with spirits soaring, but then again... their work had been done! They had managed to defeat the minks! A bit of celebration and levity was a welcome respite after the somber moon they'd had thus far. Dipping her head respectfully at the felines already there, Dapplebreeze approached Batglare, sitting close besides him as she wrapped her tail around her paws. Far too old to be joining in on the playful banter the others enjoyed, she settled on being amused by their youthful antics while the meeting began in proper.

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@Moonraven [Twilightstar - Batglare] | @Rani [Crowtooth] | @Mica [Hawkfur] | @taillow [Bravebird] | @Undertaker [Leechscar]

[Undertaker]

@Moonraven [Twilightstar - Batglare] | @Rani [Crowtooth] | @Mica [Hawkfur] | @taillow [Bravebird] | @Alchemist Kitsune [Dapplebreeze]

Leechscar was chewing on his tongue while padding out of camp, following the fresh scents of the other furies. So, he still hated that he was stuck in this rank, but after considering that he had told Twilightstar to count on him more, he could only blame himself. He had set himself up for this. It would have been nice if his mother had warned him about the new rank, but he couldn't blame her as she was dealing with a ton. Not that the mama's boy would ever blame his mother for anything.

Reaching the field, he found a pouting Crowtooth with a dead prairie dog. Hawkfur was teasing him about it. Leechscar felt the desire to remind the furball about his little mishaps at the mink battle where he left Leechscar with a freaking blind, ShadowClan cat, to help with running injuries cats to Lightningstorm. Seriously, who did that? If Leechscar didn't know any better he'd think Hawkfur was the blind one.

Working with Iceclaw hadn't been horrible, and fascinating to a point, but still, big fumble for the older fury. Leechscar wasn't going to let it go any time soon. But he was more astonished than annoyed or upset with Hawkfur. Hence why Leechscar refrained from throwing barbed comments at the tom. The giant gray warrior leaped up, padding past Hawkfur to reach his mother and give her ear an affection lick.

Deciding against crowding the Clan leader, Leechscar padded to where Dapplebreeze and Batglare sat together. A strange almost intrusive thought popped into his head. Were they friends? Mates? Not that it mattered, but Batglare didn't normally sit with other clanmates. Those who didn't hang around the senior probably found nothing unusual, but to Leechscar it was like discovering the mythical flying hedgehog.

Outside of Batglare's apprentices, and the very few cats he didn't mind, Batglare embodied a brooding loner. He didn't sit with anyone if it could be avoidable. That and Leechscar had never seen the two seniors together often. If the thought became too much of a burden to bear, he'd have to see about asking Batglare what was up with him and Dapplebreeze. How to ask without getting hit was the real problem.

Flanking Batglare's other side, Leechscar lay down on his side, soaking in the warmth of the stone. Despite being the youngest fury, Leechscar didn't have much in common with those considering the youngsters to the senior furies, Leechscar had an old soul and found more common ground with the seniors than the other three. Regardless, he still had mutual respect for all the furies, currently.

He recalled the story of the flightless crow with a white beak that resembled a tooth. The brave bird who fought the dawn with the fruit covered in frost... no the peach covered in frost, to return twilight to the sky. The snarling coyote, who cared for herbs and healed those under the twilight instead of hunting them. It took Leechscar a long minute to figure out that all those nonsensical stories kitten stories were connected to real cats and events in WindClan, fantasized and dumbed down to entertain the leader's kits. Eventually, he'd get the real story, but thinking about the kitten stories was funnier.

Distracting himself from staring at Batglare and Dapplebreeze, Leechscar silently amused himself with his thoughts as he waited for the last fury to arrive so they could get this meeting started.

[taillow]

BRAVEBIRD
she/her | windclan fury | 46 moons

It wasn't that she had intended to be last, but after she had gotten out of camp Bravebird had felt... off. Little pokes of nausea were causing her to wince and stop, trying to blink and shake her head to clear it. What was odd though, was at the same time she felt ravenous, like she hadn't eaten for moons. It perplexed her, deciding she would just tough it out and hurry on to the field.

Upon seeing she was the last to arrive, the lilac lynx-point internally scolded herself, hurrying over to sit beside Hawkfur. "Sorry," she offered sheepishly as she wrapped her tail over her paws - and tried to swallow back the bile that rose in her throat. Yeuck. Blue eyes glanced once towards Hawkfur, offering a small smile, then up towards Twilightstar.

[ Twilightstar, Batglare - @Moonraven ]
[ Crowtooth - @Rani ] [ Hawkfur - @Mica ] [ Dapplebreeze - @Alchemist Kitsune ] [ Leechscar - @Undertaker ]

[Moonraven]

Twilightstar observed as Crowtooth arrived and proceeded to get bitten by prairie dogs, he did catch one but then collapsed their den seemingly out of spit. The WindClan leader chuckled as she got up to give the sulky tom's ear an encouraging lick. "It was a nice catch." Twilightstar purred. Batglare gave the younger tom a completely utterly unimpressed look.

The arrival of the rest of the Furies had the two seniors straightening up slightly. Twilightstar reclaimed her seat, enjoying the sun's rays on her body, while Batglare shook out his pelt, trying to fluff it up and soak in the breeze in hopes of cooling himself down. The tom had a thick pelt of fur and baked in the sun if he was still too long.

Batglare glanced at Dapplebreeze as she padded over and sat beside him. He flickered his tail tip barely across the molly's back in a silent greeting. Outside of the fact that he'd be running this little group with her, Batglare had grown somewhat more comfortable with the molly after training their apprentices again. Twistedpaw had been delighted, in turn, improving the stoic warrior's mood enough that he was more willing to acknowledge Dapplebreeze's presence properly.

Twilightstar purred a soft greeting to her son as he came over and licked her ear before sitting with Batglare and Dapplebreeze. She was not sure what Leehscar did, but Batglare was cuffing the younger tom over the head with his tail. Hawkfur was teasing Crowtooth and Bravebird arrived last sitting next to Hawkfur. The leader accepted the unnecessary apology with a dip of her head and began the meeting.

"I've gathered you all here to let you know first, that this will be Furies' Field, a private, meeting spot from now on. Use it as you need, aside from you or the other high ranks, I'd prefer that the rest of the clan stay out of here."Twilightstar told them.

"Now patrols, we must figure out how they'll be done. I don't care if you want to assign one cat to focus on patrols or if you want to change who handles them moonly, but I do need them to start going out regularly again until I decide on a new deputy." She told them.

@taillow [Bravebird] @Undertaker [Leechscar] @Mica [Hawkfur] @Rani [Crowtooth] @Alchemist Kitsune [Dapplebreeze]

[Rani]

Crowtooth
Windclan Tunneler/Fury | He/him | 51 Moons

Power Card: Cold Gust

Crowtooth was like .5 seconds from (playfully) throwing Hawkfur off of this rock for his snark and the only reason he wasnt was because Twilightstar was watching. See her comment was acceptable, Crowtooth even leaned up into the lick as he usually did, tail flicking as he accepted the comment chewing on his meal. However Hawkfur was being snarky so a large black paw reached up to try and cuff at the other toms ears for it, the tunneler letting out a snort as he did.


Talk dung get hit and all that.


Beyond that however it was peaceful, and the group had a moment to bask in that before the meeting properly began.
All was reasonable on that front and Crowtooth nodded along as he devoured his food, happily licking the blood off of his muzzle once full and nudging the prairie dog to anyone else in the meeting who looked hungry.


His ears pricked at the mention of patrols however. With Fallownose dead and even before that patrols had been slacking and a part of Crowtooth wondered if the reason Riverclan was so comfortable with acting as they did was because they thought windclan weak due to the faded scent marking at the border. Then there was the prey.... Crowtooth had been overworking himself a bit to prevent starvation in what should be a season of plenty, noting at how empty the pile had been. Yeah, patrols needed to be fixed.
"Patrols 'ave been a concern fer a bit yeah.... Im keen ta start sendin' them out promptly, though if anyone else wants in I dont mind splittin' huntin' an' border or changin' moonly like Twilightstar suggested. I aint fussy, just wanna make sure it gets done."


Really Crowtooths mind was already running through potential patrol groups and things to keep in mind for each, like how he'd be damned before he allowed any apprentice to be sent to the riverclan border given the current mess and how he didnt quite trust the falls yet even with the bulk of the mink dead.


....Speaking of that. "Have any o' you seen those raptors circlin' o' late? Like I know the moor is prone ta them but I swear theres more then normal, its worryin', might be somethin' ta send patrols ta try an' sort."


@Moonraven @Alchemist Kitsune @Mica @taillow @Undertaker

[Mica]

Hawkfur
WindClan Fury
he/him | 50 moons
[Russet tabby with tuxedo markings and sky blue eyes ]
Purrks: Flock Together T3, Beefed Up T1
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[Crowtooth - @Rani ] [Twilightstar, Batglare - @Moonraven ] [Leechscar - @Undertaker ] [Dapplebreeze - @Alchemist Kitsune ] [Bravebird - @taillow ]
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Hawkfur narrowly dodged Crowtooth's swat, a grin stretching across his red and white muzzle. Bravebird's presence had something in the tom lighting up, and he smiled at her--a little obviously lovestruck to everyone except him and Bravebird--and made room for her to join him and Crowtooth.

Twilightstar began the meeting, and Hawkfur pushed himself to a sitting position. He liked this place, pleased it would be their new meeting spot. The fields were filled with life, and in all directions he could see the bright blue sky stretching above them. If he had to guess, this is what StarClan would look like. Except maybe a little, uh, starrier. Anyway, Twilightstar's next point had the red fury regarding the rest of the gathered cats. Would someone want to take over patrols by themselves? Would they split it? He had no preference either way, as long as he got to go on patrols himself. Though he certainly wouldn't oppose if they wanted to have patrols on a rotating schedule.

Hawkfur's feather tail tapped twice in contemplation as Crowtooth brought up the concern of the raptors often seen circling the moors. It was true, there were more birds than normal. An idea sparked to life behind his eyes, and he hummed thoughtfully to himself. He spoke up, a bit hesitantly at first but seeming to find his confidence as the idea settled in his mind. "I wonder if they have something to do with all the prey left by the minks." He meowed, ear flicking to ward a gnat away from his warm fur. "I wouldn't be surprised if there are still stockpiles of carrion food that we haven't found yet." Of course, if it ended up being something else, it was just another threat they would have to deal with. "Future patrols could serve multiple purposes, if we wanted to have them scout out common sites where birds of prey have been spotted. Or if we want to designate patrols specifically for cleanup, with no apprentices or small cats that could get carried away easily." Realizing he had been talking for way too long, Hawkfur glanced away and sat back, indicating that he was done speaking.