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 Posted: Sun May 20, 2012 7:56 am
xxxxxxxxxxb l i z z a r d s t a r Blizzardstar had remained silent during the kitting, simply sitting on the opposite side of his mate as Ravenflight. As she finished and finally stepped out, the white tom softened up and pressed his nose briefly to the pretty she-cat. He blinked in surprise as she told him to name the final kit, and gazed at her momentarily in thought. The final kit was beautiful- but, then again, they all were. A little grey and white female. "Creekkit," he meowed quietly, licking his mate's cheek gently. He'd been put in a foul mood by Ravenflight's fox-like tongue and would be speaking to her about it. It wasn't his fault he got tensed up, was it? He was still her leader. Pelt bristling slightly, the blue-eyed tom calmed down and gave a sigh, laying himself down next to Featherwhisper and gently resting his chin on her side. He watched the kits through heavy lids, listening to his mate's relaxing purr. w i n d c l a n l e a d e rxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxv a n i l l a p a w Tense during the entire time Ravenflight had disappeared into the nursery, she felt her heartrate slow down as the medicine cat exited and seemed giddy. Vanillapaw met Brackenpaw's pale green eyes with her own pale blue ones. Her ears turned hot as she felt his rough tongue on her ear, and his pelt against hers. "I hope she's okay," she mewed softly, pressing her cheek against his. She looked at him as he spoke again, and felt her ears turn even more warm. He wanted her to come along on a patrol? Purring brightly, she nodded. "That'd be awesome! Will Morningfeather be alright with it?" she asked, glancing around for the deputy. w i n d c l a n a p p r e n t i c exxxxxxxxxx
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2012 2:12 pm
☀ ☀ Crowstalker ☀ ☀
Silent// Hurt// AbandonedSenior Windclan Warrior If she hadn't left him...
-Enter Crowstalker from Border-
Crowstalker ran quickly into camp. "Is Blizzardstar here?" He asked, urgently. "I need to talk to him about something that happened at the border!" He added, hoping some cat would tell him where the leader was, or that Blizzardstar would hear him. ... would I have been born to her?
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they have eyes Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2012 3:49 pm
 M o r n i n g f e a t h e r
The WindClan deputy's heart skipped when Featherwhisper began kitting, and her eyes flickered with worry for the young queen. However, her worry began to fade when Ravenflight began to take care of things, and when Brackenpaw tried to distract her and Vanillapaw, Morningfeather couldn't help but smile, especially because Vanillapaw and Brackenpaw seemed so cute together. When Ravenflight came back out of the nursery and announced that WindClan had three healthy kits, she smiled happily. She turned to look at Quickriver, and frowned when she just disappeared out of the camp. Upon hearing her name escape Vanillapaw's lips, she nodded.
"Of course, Vanillapaw! You can come with us, and so can your mentor!" She mewed happily.
ooc ;; who is vanillapaw's mentor?
WindClan Deputy
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2012 7:56 pm
Cranelegs ~ Awkward warrior of WindclanAfter what felt like an eternity, Cranelegs blew out a breath of relief as the reassured, and almost giddy sound of Ravenflight's voice called out across camp, confirming the queen and 3 kits safety. 'And you thought it would all fall to disaster' A small voice murmured scornfully in his head, making him twitch his ears in irritation.
He didn't mean to have such little faith in anything. He liked Ravenflight, and would trust her to patch him up in the most direst of emergencies, but the constant nagging of 'what if''s caused him to doubt even his own pawsteps. Even his beleif in Starclan was at a shaky, middle ground at the moment. The fact that he had never truly seen them in action coupled with his rather unhappy childhood left him not entirely satisfied with the Starclan explanation.
Cranelegs shook his head, in a vain attempt to clear his thoughts, but he didn't need to. His thoughts were completely cut off and dismissed as Crowstalker barged into camp looking breathless. Hearing the urgency in the tom's voice, Cranelegs ears perked with alarm and his pelt prickled with worry. Naturally, he wanted to know what happened and he hoped that none of the patrol had been injured, but he also knew now was not the time for questions. Scuffling forward to stand a few taillengths away from Crowstalker, he relayed the answer to the toms question.. "N-nursery. Featherwhisper just had her kits." He clipped out with a slight stumble, looking nervously at Crowstalker and thinking about all of the things that could have happened to cause such urgency in the tom's voice.
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2012 9:12 pm
☀ ☀ Crowstalker ☀ ☀
Silent// Hurt// AbandonedSenior Windclan Warrior If she hadn't left him...
"Thank you." Crowstalker said to Cranelegs, as he ran toward the nursery. He felt bad about pulling Blizzardstar away from his mate, and new kits, but he didn't have much time. "For Starclan's sake, why did this have to happen now?" He though. He stopped just outside the nursery. "Blizzardstar?" He called in. ... would I have been born to her?
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 12:34 am
Quickriver
Being so quick and willing to flee..
Quickriver trotted back into camp, her water vole between her jaws. Her run had been immensely satisfying, and she felt like purring the entire day long. Her happiness faded, like dewdrops in a strengthening sun, when she saw Crowstalker, a senior warrior, calling into the nursery. It turned to anger and confusion instead - everyone should know that Featherwhisper had kitted. The smell of it clung to every cat and every scraggly, measly thing they called a bush. To think that such a senior warrior would call so soon after her ordeal would be suicide - considering that her mate, Blizzardstar, was the Clan leader and all. There must've been something going on. Hoping that she'd be called if there was any need for a patrol, Quickriver dropped off her fresh-kill and began to give herself a fierce grooming.
..must mean I'm smarter than you.
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 5:35 am
xxxxxxxxxxb l i z z a r d s t a r Blizzardstar's eyes opened a bit wider as he heard his name being called. The irritation settled in quickly and he gave an annyed snort.He wanted to think that whatever happened could wait, but he knew it couldn't. All the cats would know how important this was to him. Still, he was gonna bite someone's head off for disrupting him. As Crowstalker's voice neared the nursery, Blizzardstar heaved a heavy sigh and got to his paws steadily.He bent his neck and licked his mate gently on the ear, then craned it further and nosed each kit gently. "I will return soon," he meowed quietly, turning and padding out of the den. He looked sharply at the senior warrior, anger showing now that he was away from his better half, and gave a hiss. "What is it?" he demanded. w i n d c l a n l e a d e rxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxv a n i l l a p a w Vanillapaw looked at the pretty deputy as she responded to her question, blue eyes alight with joy. "Yay! But, I don't see Rowansong up yet this morning. She normally is up by now," the cream-colored she-cat protested, looking unsettled as she glanced back and forth between Brackenpaw and Morningfeather to Blizzardstar and Crowstalker. What was going on now? w i n d c l a n a p p r e n t i c exxxxxxxxxx ooc;; rowansong, i believe.
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 6:41 pm
☀ ☀ Crowstalker ☀ ☀
Silent// Hurt// AbandonedSenior Windclan Warrior If she hadn't left him...
Crowstalker filched slightly at Blizzardstar's tone, but he knew it couldn't wait. "We got into some trouble at the border. A Loner showed up, as well as Shadowclan. Shadowclan antagonized him, and he walked onto the Thunderpath, and was attacked by a monster." Crowstalker said. "He is very hurt." Crowstalker hoped that Blizzardstar would care. He didn't know how his leader would react to the Loner, but to Crowstalker a cat was a cat, and he didn't want to let River die, if he could help it, even if he had to take responsibility for him. He also knew that Silentpaw would be hurt if River died. "My apprentice has a kind heart." He thought. ... would I have been born to her?
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they have eyes Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2012 4:53 am
M o r n i n g f e a t h e r
The fluffy WindClan deputy watched Vanillpaw's expression go from joyful to a bit unsettled when she switched gazes between Blizzardstar and herself. What was going on? A loner on the Thunderpath? Morningstar wondered as she flicked her ears toward the group and started listening in on their conversation. She flicked her tail at the two apprentices Brackenpaw and Vanillpaw, signalling for them to stay there, and she approached Blizzardstar and Crowstalker.
"We really shouldn't be helping loners though, no matter how badly hurt they are. What would the other Clans think of us if we just started taking in hurt cats and treating them? Then we'd have to take in all hurt rogues and loners and that really isn't good for our reputation or our supplies." She mewed softly, trying to get her point through.
WindClan Deputy
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Posted: Sat May 26, 2012 7:59 am
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx  The m e d i c i n eXc a t is to be feared m o r e than the disease─────────────────────────────────────────────────
Ravenflight watched as Quickriver left to go out into the moors. A run through the moors was always relaxing. She closed her eyes and let out a sigh as she let thoughts run through her mind. Though she was quickly pulled out of her thoughts as Crowstalker scrambled into camp, clearly bothered by something. The black medicine cat tilted her ears towards the conversation but didn't move from her spot next to her den. If they wanted her opinion, they could ask for it. Otherwise, she would not give it. Though she couldn't help but flinch when Crowstalker said the loner was attacked by a monster. Those kinds of injuries were always the worst for cats to see. For her, it made no difference; an injury was an injury. But a monster injury always looked the worst, so it frightened cats. At Morningfeather's words, Ravenpool couldn't help but nod. She had a point. But would Starclan want us to let a cat die when there is a chance we could help? The black she-cat wondered to herself, curling her tail around her paws to wait for Blizzardstar's response.
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Most cats run a race to see who is f a s t e s t.
I run a race as a t e s t; to see who has the most g u t s.
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Posted: Sat May 26, 2012 12:04 pm
☀ ☀ Crowstalker ☀ ☀
Silent// Hurt// AbandonedSenior Windclan Warrior If she hadn't left him...
Crowstalker turned to Morningfeather. "Loner or not, he has the heart of a warrior. Shadowclan was dishing out insults to Windclan as well, and River stood up for us, against 3 Shadowclan cats." Crowstalker said. "We don't even have to let I'm into camp. Ravenflight can look at him, see how bad his injuries are, perhaps help him. Then we could give him a bit a fresh-kill until he can hunt for himself. Leaf-bear is ending, we're coming into new-leaf. There will be enough prey to feed the clan, and spar a few pieces." He looked back to Blizardstar, hoping he'd made a good enough argument. ... would I have been born to her?
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2012 11:37 am
Lionstorm  Windclan Warrior OCC:
Apprentice: Gazing around camp the tom noticed no one paying attention to him. They all seemed to be going about their own buisness. Slinking away from the warriors den he etched his way towards the outside of camp. He knew his flaming pelt would stand out so he was doing his best to hide it. His green gaze scanned the area carefully before he darted for the entrance to camp. He wasn't in the mood to be put on a patrol. He wanted to go out and hunt on his own, maybe relax by the riverclan border. He wasn't totally sure yet but he would find something to do out on his own. Finally making it to the entrance he looked around once more and darted away from camp.
-exit-
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Posted: Tue May 29, 2012 7:12 am
xxxxxxxxxxb l i z z a r d s t a r Blizzardstar listened carefully to Crowstalker's story, closing his blazing blue orbs in thought. Never in a million moons would the WindClan leader let any cat die on his terf if they'd stood up for any of his Clanmates. His ears flicked in slight irritation when his deputy spoke up. She hadn't a right to give her input unless he asked for it. As Crowstalker went on to argue his point, Blizzardstar gave a slight nod. He did have a very valid point. "Crowstalker, bring this cat to camp. Ravenflight," he called to the medicine cat, waving her over with his tail, "when he comes into camp, make sure he knows he is safe. Take care of him. Try to figure out about how long it will be until he's back on his feet again. Make sure he has food and water." He gave a dismissing nod to her and the warrior, then turned to his deputy. "So you'd sooner a cat die than have our Clan look kind? This cat is no different from a WindClan warrior in my perspective if he stood up against multple ShadowClan cats. If you were that loner, would you want to be left out to starve and become dog-food? I'd think not. And, next time, please wait to open your mouth until I invite your opinion to the conversation," the white tom snapped, eyes ablaze. He turned and stalked back into the nursery, laying himself down with a heavy sigh next to Featherwhisper and his kits. w i n d c l a n l e a d e rxxxxxxxxxx
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Posted: Tue May 29, 2012 2:10 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxThe m e d i c i n eXc a t is to be feared m o r e than the disease─────────────────────────────────────────────────
The black medicine cat rose to her paws as Blizzardstar addressed her. She padded silently to her leader's side. "Yes Blizzardstar." Ravenflight meowed with a nod, turning to pad away. She paused however, when Blizzardstar snapped at his deputy. When he padded back to the nursery, the black she-cat turned and padded to Morningfeather. "I think I put him in a bad mood earlier. Don't take it to heart." Ravenflight meowed in her normal tone. Frankly, this was the closest thing to an apology most cats would get from the medicine cat. With that, she turned and padded to her den. She began to look through her herbs and she listed possible injuries in her mind.
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Most cats run a race to see who is f a s t e s t.
I run a race as a t e s t; to see who has the most g u t s.
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