☼WindClan: Home of the Swift and Loyal |☾ ☼ ϟ ≈ ☁| ☼

Sandfall shook his head with a sigh. "I doubt it, but we'll try our best. It's been a couple sunrises now so maybe some of them have come back to their burrows." The tom padded towards the entrance of camp, ruffling out his fur in the cooling air. "Hopefully we'll find at least something to bring back."

Sandfall chuckled softly, "I am a bit larger than a normal Windclan warrior, some stomping over the entrance may scare them out." he mewed vaguely. He knew most of the clan knew he was half-clan but talking about it still felt wrong to the tom, no matter how much he respected and loved his father.

Sandfall feeling bold, tapped the she-cat on the shoulder with his tail. "We make a good team then." The tom turned his attention then back to in front of them, opening his mouth to taste the air. "Is it bad I can't get the smell of smoke and ash out of my nose?" he mewed on a more serious note. "I feel like I'll never smell fresh air again."

Sandfall shivered, "I bet the tunnels are full of ash as well, I must ask Sagefoot later on. The smell will never leave those tunnels." Suddenly, the tom stopped as he saw a flash of white racing across the moor. He perked up immediately, glancing over at Whispersong. "It looks small, but.. I'm sure we can get it together. It's better than nothing."

Sandfall pondered for a split second, "You're definitely faster than me, think you can go around and chase it back towards me?" he mewed, eyes not leaving the streak of white for a second.

Sandfall dropped into a hunter's crouch, searching for brush that he could hide in. Spotting a low-lying bush he nodded to Whispersong. "Ready."

Lighpaw nodded Feeling a glimmer of admiration for his mentor. Lightpaw Stopped himself from racing across the moor like a Excited kit.

No worries Dawn )

Sandfall sighed, looking towards Moonpaw. "I think I can smell some mice near by. It's not a mouse but.. it's something." he mewed weakly. "Let's go, be light on your paws. They have good hearing."


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Fallowmeadow stood up and settled down at the front of the crowd.

The rest of my cats gathered

(Sorry for all my poofs! I can rp now!)

Siltpath seated himself next to his sister, noticing how ticked off she had seemed recently. He knew she was too stubborn to ever admit she was overworking herself, but nobody could ever really tell Tinyflower how to live her life.

Stonepath and Grasslight seated themselves next to Furyflame and Splashstone, though the younger tom seemed content with not speaking to his siblings.

Juniperpaw shuffled her paws wearily, as Antpaw, Weaselpaw and Soarpaw chattered quietly together.

Thorndash sat down, eyes flickering worriedly to Ashsong. Cinderscar was right outside of the nursery, still beaming with pride knowing his kits were right in there.

“As bad as you’d expect.” Splashstone muttered, though this time he did not push his sister away so openly. Instead, he blinked at her and mewed quietly to her. “I...spoke to Stormsplash, again. After our mother died, I guessed...I don’t know, I thought I would decide if I was better, but I just don’t know. We have kin in Riverclan we’ve never known. I...I don’t know if I want to know them, or if I’m just...I don’t know...” He sighed.

Juniperpaw turned to look at her sister, giving a soft purr of greeting. “S-sorry...I’ve been trying to keep up with my mentor, but everything’s harder than I thought it would be. I must have looked like a kit compared to the other apprentices at the gathering.”

“No.” Splashstone mewed bluntly, shaking his head. “Stormsplash has alot at stake if he openly admits it...just like we do. I guess it’s best this way. Who knows...they may never know about us.” He sighed softly. He noticed Furyflame’s ears flicking tensely, and blinked as their sister whispered sharply, catching in on their conversation.

“We’re Windclan.” She whispered, temper in her voice. “Who cares if we have Riverclan kin? Why act as if he’s any more than just another Riverclan Warrior?”

“Oh! Ah, yeah. Birchstep took me in a few times already. He’s very straightforward, I think I’m just too nervous for my own good...I’m hoping I’ll get better though! I felt much braver as a kit, but now, it’s all happening so fast, I guess.” Juniperpaw admitted.

Furyflame’s temper faltered at her sister’s wince, though she released a heavy sigh as Splashstone scowled deeply at her. She shook her head. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to snap, it’s just. We’ve let this clearly affect us enough to hurt us. I just don’t want to get lost in what if’s when we should be thinking about Windclan.”

“We’re not truly Windclan. We never will be.” Splashstone muttered, ignoring Furyflame’s bristle in response. “May as well embrace that we only have our kin anyway. Oh, wait. Not really, since they all are in Riverclan now.”

“So Stonepath and Grasslight, and their kits are suddenly invisible now?” Furyflame shot back quietly, glancing over at their older siblings, who were a bit too far to overhear them.

“They’re the true Windclan cats.” Splashstone hissed quietly, his ears falling as he tore at his own heart with words spoken out of grief more than truth. “They’re right where they’re meant to be. We’re not. Why should they see half-clan cats as their siblings?”

“I guess that’s true.” Juniperpaw smiled softly. “Thank you, Larkpaw. You always know how to cheer me up. Maybe our mentors can take us out together soon!”

Goldheart bristled at the news, getting to his feet with a growl. "What? Those frog-eaters don't need the extra territory!"

Sagefoot gasped at her brother's outburst, their brother and father were there! Shouldn't he care about them?

Jasmineheart felt her fur puffing out as she started to feel more upset, "They're all our kin!" she mewed, a little too loud. She clamped her mouth, looking down at her paws hoping that no one else had heard.

Larkpaw purred, "That sounds so fun! You should talk to Birchstep about it, or perhaps mother or father could take us into the tunnels with them? That would be the best." 

Ashsong narrowed her eyes as she listened to Swiftstar's news, having been at the gathering last night as well. It didn't help hearing it again, that was for sure.

Whispersong's ears flattened at the announcement, unsure of how to feel about it.