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Post by alchepalch on Feb 17, 2017 20:13:24 GMT -5
Said to have been carved by Horoa himself, WindClan resides in a large hollow littered with smooth stones and ledges. Small dens have been dug out over the years and may be used on occasion, but the Clan as a whole prefers to sleep out in the open, no matter the weather. Grass hangs over the ledges of the hollow, providing a thin shelter from the sun or rain.
WindClan cats of all ages rest together - there is no grouping of apprentices or elders. The exceptions are, as usual, the queens and kits, who rest on the highest ledge in the hollow. This ledge has an enlarged rabbit-hole hidden between the drooping grass that new queens and their litters reside in. Once a kitten can climb down the ledge without assistance, they are ready to intermingle with the rest of the Clan.
While this hollow is easy to see from the top of the moor, a thick patch of gorse protects the Clan from a downhill spy. The tallest rocks also crop up close by, which means it’s nearly impossible to sneak up into WindClan’s camp without being spotted or getting scratched up by the gorse.
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Post by hqmary on Feb 20, 2017 19:45:32 GMT -5
Mossstar blinked her eyes open, groggily swiping a paw over her face to chase away the sleep. With a yawn and a stretch she got to her paws. After a few good licks to smooth her pelt she exited her den, noting the completely barren, empty camp.
(In case its unclear, Mossstar prefers to sleep apart from the rest in her own den.)
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𝕠𝕙 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕒 𝕨𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕒 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕗𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕔𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕟 𝕨𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕥
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Post by rks on Feb 21, 2017 18:46:46 GMT -5
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Rooknose awoke near the center of the Camp amidst a cluster of other WindClan cats. Despite a seemingly introverted personality, she actually didn't mind the company of her Clanmates much. She certainly preferred sleeping in a group to being exposed to the winds dipping down into the hollow. Nevertheless, Rooknose stood up and stretched before picking her way to the edge of the camp. Her steps were light and graceful; she made sure not to accidentally wake any Warriors as she moved.
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Post by hqmary on Feb 23, 2017 21:00:55 GMT -5
Mossstar over the small bluff that obscured the sight and sound of the cat pile from her den. As she did so, she noticed a single shape had separated itself from the rest. "Good morning, rooknose! How goes it?" she called to the seer, her voice quiet as not to disturb the sleeping others. "Are you ready for the upcoming Gathering?"
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Post by konoline on Feb 26, 2017 13:19:26 GMT -5
Molethroat yawned, not quite awake yet. He groomed his fur before stepping out of the pile of nests and warriors. He preferred to wake up before most of the others did so he had the time to organize the patrols and other duties for the day. When he had left the pile of still sleeping cats he noticed there was already a small group of warriors. He acknowleged them with by raising his tail, then made his way to sit closer to Mossstar.
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Post by rks on Feb 26, 2017 14:30:25 GMT -5
rooknoseWindClan's seer sat a distance away from the crowd and turned to watch it. Most cats were resting peacefully, but as a seer, she still found it necessary to take in every detail. A couple Warriors stirred in their sleep. Her face twitched into a bit of a frown until a familiar voice, slightly hushed, sounded from a distance away. She looked up to the familiar pelt of Mossstar, purring quietly and dipping her head in greeting. Rooknose nodded in response to Mossstar's question but remained silent as ever. Movement in the camp brought her eyes to Molethroat and she dipped her head in greeting to the deputy, too, waving her tail to the tom. hqmary , konoline
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Post by kiwistickers on Feb 26, 2017 23:09:11 GMT -5
spiderpath | she/her | warrior | 54 moons (4.5 years) | windclan | open
Spiderpath mumbled sleepily as movement and lack of warmth roused her awake. It seemed as though one of the cats sleeping near her had gotten up. She cracks open her one eye and takes note that Mossstar and a few others were already awake. Bright and early, the dark warrior thinks to herself. After a moment to gather her bearings, Spiderpath carefully eases herself out from under another sleeping warrior's paw. She steps away from the crowd of cats to give herself a through grooming.
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Post by мικαcнʋ on Feb 27, 2017 19:24:36 GMT -5
The Windclan camp was peaceful. Cats were yet to awaken, the only sound reaching the mainly white tom's grey ears was the faint, sweet song of birds as some flew over Windclan's hollow. The sun climbed higher in the sky, eventually transforming the lingering darkness of the night into pale, calm pinks and purples. A few cats woke up with the rising of the day, doing their best to be as silent as possible for the majority of Windclan cats who slept together in a huddle in the camp. The sound of the gathering cats met Swiftclaw's sensitive ears, and the tom's usually lively, now groggy, green eyes slowly opened as he looked at the hollow from a very small den, barely large enough to fit him. Swiftclaw laid there for a few moments, looking at his clanmates. He could see the white form of his sister Mossstar as she seemed to speak to Molethroat and Rooknose. He could also see that Spiderpath, his other sister, was now awake, her black and white fur standing out among the usually dull Windclan cats. As Swiftclaw crawled out of the den, it was quite visible that, like his sisters, he too stood out. His white fur was covered in large, stormy grey patches and his body shape was bulkier and larger than most Windclan cats. Swiftclaw opened his mouth to yawn, blinking his eyes which grew brighter and livelier by the second. He lowered his body and raised his tail as he stretched, his long, muscular legs front legs stretching out. He was itching to go on a patrol, and he silently hoped that more warriors would wake up so his sister or Molethroat could organise a patrol. Swiftclaw chuckled as he looked at his sister, a small smile on his face. She seemed pleasant this morning, something that Swiftclaw wasn't used too. Moving around a few Windclan cats who slept nearby, Swiftclaw padded over to Spiderpath and dipped his head in greeting to the dark she-cat as she meticulously groomed her fur. " How are you Spiderpath?" He asked in greeting before sitting down in front of her and starting to groom his own thick fur. kiwistickers
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Post by kiwistickers on Feb 27, 2017 22:12:44 GMT -5
spiderpath | she/her | warrior | 54 moons (4.5 years) | windclan | swiftclaw
Spiderpath carried on grooming herself, barely noticing Swiftclaw's approach. The dark warrior didn't look up when she heard him but she began to purr between licks. "I'm doing pretty great honestly," Spiderpath answers, "Thanks for the shade, big guy. How are you?" Her voice carried its usual odd, squeaky tone but it was easy to tell she was content and in good spirits.
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Post by мικαcнʋ on Feb 27, 2017 23:25:32 GMT -5
Spiderpath's purring was gentle and calming to Swiftclaw, and the white and grey tom couldn't help but feel happiness course through him. It just made him happy, maybe it was because they both didn't have a very good relationship with their other sister, but he couldn't help but enjoy Sliderpath's company, even though she would sometimes irritate him when they were younger. Chuckling when Spiderpath referred to him as "big guy", Swiftclaw continued smiling at the black and white she-cat. " That's what I'm here for! Anyways, I'm pretty good. Had a good sleep, havin' a good morning," Swiftclaw paused for a second, giving himself some time to smooth the fur on his paw down before he licked his sat yo straight and looked at his sister, " Do you plan on going on any patrols this morning?" kiwistickers
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Post by kiwistickers on Feb 28, 2017 0:16:00 GMT -5
spiderpath | she/her | warrior | 54 moons (4.5 years) | windclan | swiftclaw
"Mhm. I don't know if I'm scheduled for anything, but its too nice a day not to." Spiderpath says and finishes up smoothing out the fur on her hind leg with a few more licks. Seeming satisfied with her work, this she cat sits up a little taller, backtracks to lick at her chest a few times, and then resumes sitting up again. "I'll take a wild guess you're up to the same?" Spiderpath now had her full attention towards her brother and a friendly gleam in her one functional eye.
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Post by мικαcнʋ on Feb 28, 2017 7:24:25 GMT -5
To show that he is showing his attention to his sister, Swiftclaw nods as she speaks, and his green eyes are focused intently on her only working eye. Still focused on his sister, Swiftclaw shuffled his paws slightly and curled his gray tail, the only part of his body that was one solid color, over his large paws. When Swiftclaw had been very young, there had been times where he had wished that he had no white on his body, that he was the same mousy-grey of most Windclanners, who were known to have many bright colors among their cats. Now, Swiftclaw liked his white and gray fur, and while it made him stand out when hunting and not always look like most of his clanmates, he eventually learned that he wouldn't want to be anyone rather than himself. " Actually, I hope on going on a patrol today. I want to get up and stretch my legs, gotta maintain these muscles you know!" He chuckled, still beaming at his sister. kiwistickers
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Post by dappletail on Mar 1, 2017 19:24:05 GMT -5
If Smokepaw was anything, he was not a morning cat. As the warriors around him began to rise, stretching and grooming the mess that their pelts had become, the young tom struggled to stay asleep, curling in on himself as the warmth of his clanmates dissipated. At last, the grass beneath him began to grow uncomfortable, and he dared to open his eyes just slightly. With a groan, he swallowed the dryness away from his mouth and stood up, stretching out his paws before giving his messy fur a few, sharp licks. His amber eyes immediately started scanning the camp for his mentor. He purred as he spotted her and trotted to her side, tail flicking happily in greeting, ignoring the important situation at hand.
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Post by kiwistickers on Mar 2, 2017 13:00:33 GMT -5
spiderpath | she/her | warrior | 54 moons (4.5 years) | windclan | swiftclaw
Spiderpath's eyes narrowed to a squint as if she were inspecting something very tiny. Her head bobs around slightly in her pretend search for Swiftclaw's muscles. After a moment to let the joke set in, she purrs and aims a playful swat at him. "Well," Spiderpath starts,"I'll gladly tag along if I'm not needed elsewhere." name| pronouns | rank | age | clan | interacting with
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Post by мικαcнʋ on Mar 4, 2017 9:32:37 GMT -5
An amused smirk lit up Swiftclaw's face as Spiderpath "inspected" him, and tried to find his muscles. " Ha ha, very funny." He chuckled before purring as Spiderpath swatted at him in a playful manner. He returned the action, still chuckling and purring like a happy idiot as he did. The white and gray warrior couldn't help but enjoy his sister's company. He was happy that he got along with at least one of his siblings, that he could have one person who he could trust and confide his thoughts. " You should! It's not the same if I can't bug my sister." Swiftclaw purred, standing up for a moment and gently headbutting Spiderpath's shoulder before sitting down again. kiwistickers
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