Posts by -zephyr.

Zephyr • 16 moons • Ex-Thunderclan • Loner Zephyrstream has said his nonexistent farewells to those he cared about in the clan. Well, not Redstripe. His older sibling would only try to make him stay. She seemed to do well with her relationship with the Thunderclan leader, so come newleaf, perhaps kits could be in the two’s future. As for himself, he merely wished his sister would be happy with both Blackstar and Snow in their strange relationship. Now Zephyrstream has a chance at a new life. Even though he’d made his decision when Nightpaw left, it was set in stone once his mother had passed. That heavy feeling of regret and wishful thinking would get him nowhere but suffer in pain and loneliness. Zephyrstream missed that girl who welcomed him into the apprentices den. Even if he didn’t understand this feeling of budding love. He just knew he wanted to follow her to the ends of the earth, wherever they end up.

As long as they were together...

Amber eyes locked upon that familiar dark pelt. She promised to wait, he promised to follow. He was finally there.

“Missed me gorgeous?” He purred gently. No need to show the sorrow he felt. They were starting a new journey together to find their selves.

Zephyr • 16 moons • Ex-Thunderclan • Loner Zephyrstream purred, nuzzling her back in return. He hadn’t expected their reunion to be sweet as this. But he was even more surprised because she was asking him once more about his certainty of leaving his birthclan. “Why wouldn’t I be sure? I’ve come with no hesitation and told you i’d be here with no hesitation. I mean i feel bad for leaving, but i’m happier to be with you. Or are ya tired of me already sweet cheeks?” He joked, flicking her nose with quick lash of his thick plume-like tail. His large frame was obviously skinner than they’d seen each other last, but he was in good spirits. Especially now they were together again. “Now, i’m bee-brained. Where do you suggest we go?”

Zephyrstream • 16 moons • Ex-Thunderclan • Nomad

Zephyr merely snorted. They’d slept side by side back in the apprentices den. Why did she seem reluctant this time? Did she not like his presence? The tom was confused but showed nothing of it as he merely dropped into a luxurious stretch before ambling over to the nest she’d made. “Well, i’ll make it much warmer. Come on. I’m fluffy I know, but I sure need some rest. I know you do too. We have all the time we want and can live how we want right Midnighthawk? Besides, we will be fine here. I’m the big bad Zephyr who will squish anyone who bothers us with my fluffy tail.” He purred, gesturing she join him as he plopped down and getting comfortable.

Zephyrstream • 16 moons • Ex-Thunderclan • Nomad ”Hnn?” Zephyr would already be snoozing. The young tom was quick to nod off into a world of dreams once he felt her presence press into him, the shared body warmth lulling him into peaceful sleep. They could decide once the sun rose. Couldn’t they?

Yeah. They had their future ahead, they had each other; and all in all? They were together.

Zephyrstream • 16 moons • Ex-Thunderclan • Nomad ”oh okay short stuff, you’re keeping up well.” Zephyrstream jokes, casting a glance back at Wasppaw. The mainecoon has longer legs and despite his larger size, he was quite agile. “We’re almost there Wasppaw. The Skyclan border is alone the treecut place and quite close to ariverclan’s border... can you scent the differences between the two? It should be a bit obvious by now...”

Zephyrstream • 16 moons • Ex-Thunderclan • Nomad Zephyrstream grumbled as he blindly tried to reach for his companion, but all his large paws grasped at was air. It was difficult to open his eyes as the comfort of their nest begged him to sleep and return o a dreamland of warmth and lush greenery. And his mother? Opening his dark amber s, the large tom rolled upright, pulling his body into a long luxurious stretch. “Mrgghight- MIDNIGHT?” He panicked, thinking she’d gone off on her own without him. Leaping up to his paws, he ended up tripping and taking a plunge, face first to the ground with a big thud.

Rain . 13 moons . Riverclan Warrior .

Great Starclan!

Zephyrstream grumbled, glancing up at his friend with an embarrassed smile. Huffing away the debris that settled on his furry head, the dark brown tabby got to his paws carefully, avoiding the same mishap from happening again. "Uh. Hi?"

Good job Zephyr. You look like a total mousebrain. Did you forget how to use your legs? Ah, just play it cool. Right?

"So... what's the plan today Midnighthawk? Should- Should I change my name too? I mean... I think it's okay, but you did yours." He asked, sitting carefully on his haunches.

Zephyrstream • 16 moons • Ex-Thunderclan • Rogue

Zephyr stifled a yawn. It was still too early for the tom, but of course he justified it by being a creature of the night. Well, in his mind at least. The dark amber tabby was kinda slow to the point, but once he got an idea of what was going on, he'd be alright. Staring up at the molly he nudged his friend hoping she had an inkling of what was going on. Whispering, he leaned closer to his pretty obsidian furred companion. "What's going on?"

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Zephyrstream • 16 moons • Ex-Thunderclan • Nomad

Zephyr liked the sound of that actually. He gave her a smiled and rubbed his cheek against hers affectionately. “You know. I’m happy I decided to come with my best friend.” The maine coon knew Moonwatcher would always be his first love, but he was grateful for the molly beside him at the moment for letting him see that it was alright to choose happiness and move on to something better. Moonwatcher would always be in his heart and be his best friend, but Midnight was second to none when it came to who was important in his life. At least right now. “Well, I guess my name is fine... Greypebble gave me my name. It’s the best thing I have to remember her by...”although he has chosen to leave for a better life and search for what he wanted, a part of him following Midnight was because of his other passing on due to starvation. He didn’t want to live a helpless life anymore either. They were all worth something that they should fight for what belonged to them. But this time he was proved quite, oh-so-wrong. “I’ll go where you want to go Midnighthawk.”

Zephyrstream • 16 moons • Ex-Thunderclan • Nomad

“Thunderclan... the river freezes over so the water won’t wash anything off.” Zephyrstream mused. At one point in life he thought that place had been home. But he’d been spurned by his love and who he’d considered his best friend. May naps, his current state a bit twisted, but he was happier this way. He had Midnight beside him. His new best friend who understood him, and was willing to listen and not be blinded by another. “May I join through the Bloodclan group? I’m sure my bulk can come in handy whenever we capture this siblingnof yours.” He grinned. Revenge felt right. Though not his own, he was a part of a greater project it seemed.

Zephyrstream • 16 moons • Ex-Thunderclan • Nomad

Zephyr grinned. Though he would be without his favorite companion for a few hours, he knew they would both be alright. Leaning closer to Midnight, he nuzzled her cheek. “Don’t feel bad. And don’t let anyone flirt with you since we aren’t besides each other... see you later sweet cheeks.” The large maine coon wasn’t with the obsidian molly, but he sure did act just as possessive as she was with him. Well maybe it was for good reason. The young tom was quite a handsome fellow. Despite all the fluff and some clumsiness.

Zephyrstream • 16 moons • Ex-Thunderclan • Nomad

Zephyr merely leaned in close to his friend, a smile light on his maw. “Please be safe Midnight... I don’t want to lose a friend like you like I lost... her.” He whispered with seriousness. Midnight had been his first friend when he’d returned. Though it wasn’t exactly the best start, he was happy that she even considered him her fluffy goofball friend. That they could even share a nest together. Perhaps a dream and a future.

Sighing he left her side to prepare.

Zephyrstream • Ex-Thunderclan • Nomad

Zephyr was a little sad that he hadn't thought of coming back to Thunderclan in so long. He wondered how his old friend was, how the clan was faring, and if his mother's wish that their forest would return true. Zephyrstream had left moons ago, but the scent of his home was welcome indeed.

The massive brown tabby waited at the border knowing he didn't smell like a Thunderclanner at this point. After splitting from his group, it had been lonely, but the now scarred tom just wanted to see how his old home was. He really missed Moonwatcher. If only she hadn't been Asphodelpaw's mate, he would've tried to fight harder, win her heart. She was his best friend. The only one who understood him aside from Midnight. He probably broke her heart too.

~Fallowsoul~  

Zephyrstream • 22 • Ex-Thunderclan • Nomad

In the flesh little moon.

Was what he wished to say. But all that came out was a goofy little smile. Zephyrstream hadn’t changed much in the time he’d been gone, except for a few physical changes due to a harder life. Leafbare was hard on him as well, but he’d been around twolegs and hunting whatever he could. Now the usually fluffy tom was more lean and defined. “Missed me?”

Zephyrstream • 22 moons • Ex-Thunderclan • Nomad

Zephyr sighed. "I honestly don't know where she is now. There was one night I had fallen asleep. The next day I was in a haze after one of my nightmares- I hadn't had one in a long time you know..." Zephyr grumbled. "I couldn't bring myself to go back.I know she must hate me for leaving without a word. Anyways, aren't I allowed to visit you?""

Zephyrstream • 22moons • Ex-Thunderclan • Nomad

Zephyrstream could sense the hesitation. “Well we roamed around Fourtress for a long while to be honest. But then she found this rogue group and we ended up joining them. I stayed with them a while but then during that nightmare I had one night, I just ended up walking away. I think it’s been a moon since I saw her...” he admitted, looking around trying to avoid her gaze. He felt guilty for leaving everyone, but for some reason, he needed to get away and just roam around. Of course he steered away from twolegs, but now he realized he didn’t know what he wanted anymore. Sadly he would probably roam around for a while till he figured out his next step. “H-how is Thunderclan?...”

Zephyr• 26 moons • Ex-Thunderclan Rogue •

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Zephyr • 26 moons • Ex-Thunderclan Rogue•

Zephyr's burly frame had ambled into existence. The larger tom by default as a kit was clumsy and always deemed a gentle giant. Mollycoddled and fooled by his time as a Thunderclan cat.

Though he understood, that existence was not for him. He could not force himself to stay in that stifling place. Free to roam, the two year old tom had made his way around, learning more of the world and met many influential individuals. Gone was the soft-hearted and foolish Zephyr of course. Time had hardened his heart and given him exposure to the cruelty of the world. There was no reason for him to not be open-minded. Clanlife restrained his values, that post-conventional way of thinking was the only path he wished to seek at this point. Listening to the Skull's definition of their group, the maine coon was actually pleasantly surprised. He knew his way around herbs from being alone for so long and having to treat his own injuries. Though sometimes he was more aloof with his surroundings, he knew he could put his knowledge to good use at this point. Or whenever needed at least. "It is my honor Spectre." He responded, stepping forward and offering a display of his loyalty to the Skull with an act of prostration.

Zephyr • 26 moons • RED FANG : heart •

It was strange to come back nearly ten moons after he'd left with Midnight... Even he didn't know where she ended up. That was kinda saddening if he was the same tom as he'd been all those moons ago. After being found by Spectre, Zephyr found the tom's ideals were something that communed with his innermost desires. Something he thrived for. "Skull... slightly disheartening to see this forest decimated. They should see light in our cause." Zephyr mused, a slight bit of coldness for his former home radiating in his tone. This was the clan that was also not his home. He had been born there, yet no one had come to find him. For him to come back and merely face heartbreak with his first love falling for the medicine cat, then his mother to only die from starvation, it was not his home. It could not be. His experiences changed and formed him into this traveling soul. Much like Blackstar perhaps. When he had been a mere kit, Blackstar had been the role model he wished to emulate and grow up to be. Hopefully he was still worth his salt.