WindClan Roleplay ~Temporarily Closed~

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  • "Alright." She meowed. "Can I sleep in the warriors area with you or will [Insert Forgotten Leader's Name Here] make me sleep somewhere else?"

  • Thrush was a might tired and hungry. She wondered if she was allowed to eat when she got back.

  • She nodded, and dipped her head, padding over to the FKP. She grabbed a plump, juicy rabbit.

  • Thrush slowly walked over to Breezekit to. She smiled. 'I wish I had a kit...' she murmured under her breath.

  • Flickerwhisker purred as Breezekit pawed at his nose, then turned to Thrush. "You can sleep by where Tanglefur is standing."
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    Breezekit smiles at you. "WUSH WUSH!!!"

  • "Weezekit!" She giggled back to Breezekit. Then she turned to Flickerwhisker. "Thank you for your help today." she purred. "It was really kind of you to bring me to Proudstar and train me."

  • Flickerwhisker nodded, his green eyes sparkling. "Yes, it's no problem. WindClan always needs more Warriors, especially when Leaf-bare is so close." He purred as Breezekit tackled a dead mouse.


    Hawksong glares at Thrush. "Stay away from my kit you rouge..."

  • Thrush turned to Hawksong, unleashing her claws. "Excuse me, but I think you just called me a rogue..." She growled.

  • Hawksong lifted her chin defensively, curling her tail around Breezekit and pulling him close to her. "You never know what a cat will do...especially a rogue!" Hawksong spat. Flickerwhisker frowned, licking Hawksong's muzzle. "It's alright, Thrush is in WindClan now." He purred. Hawksong flattened her ears. "THRUSH isn't a clan name!!!"

  • Thrush backed away, offended. "Perhaps I should just go to sleep..." she murmured. She found a large piece of moss beside Tanglefur, and lied down, eyeing Hawksong.

  • Hawksong spat at Thrush once more, then carried Breezekit over to the nursery, glaring at Thrush as she went. Flickerwhisker padded over gently to Thrush. "I'm sorry about her, she's always upset when cats get around Breezekit that she doesn't know..."