WindClan Camp

A camp surrounded by interwoven brambles and thorns. The WindClan wolves sleep underneath the stars and have no need for dens, except for that of the leader and for the queens. The leader's den is a small, dead-end cave while the nursery is a large hole, buried deep in the ground.

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The little one continued to dash about the camp, snapping his little maw awkwardly at any birds that bothered to land near him. He'd been unsuccessful at catching anything of course... if anything he was more likely to annoy the feathered creatures to death - as well as anyone in camp. The pup stuck out his bottom lip as yet another bird flew away, and he furrowed his brows. "Hmpth." He exhaled through his nose, and pawed at the dirt, and then he pricked up his ears at the sound of a voice. Turning his head, he looked to see a ebony coloured wolf, with a white chest, and deep brown eyes. "What are you doing there, squirt?" They had asked. Foxpup let out another sigh, and his ocean tinged gaze lowered to the floor. "Hey Thornfur," The youngster yipped. "I was trying to catch birds." He answered, looking back up at the Warrior.

Flicking her tail a little watching the male she was amused by the growl of his belly, obviously he was just as hungry as he'd looked as he'd investigated the fresh kill pile. His gaze seemed to get a little distant after he'd replied, wondering what was going on in his head she studied him quietly, he wasn't built like a typical windclan wolf. If anything he appeared to look like a Thunderclan, built heavily with plenty of muscle. He suddenly winced and shook his head as if trying to dislodge a particular thought, she knew what that was like as she'd done it plenty herself. She smiled at him when he finally replied pretending like she hadn't noticed his distractedness at all, her blue gaze flicked to his back for a brief moment. He smells a little strange,but i shouldn't pry she couldn't really place the scent and it was quite faint and waterlogged so the silver and cream wolf didn't really say anything else. He turned about and headed for the place she'd suggested, Lilacsplash hadn't really paid attention that morning and so didn't know that there was already a patrol there as she followed suit.
~Windswept Prairie~

Returning to camp, the black and silver Silverfern padded over to the rather sparse looking fresh-kill pile and set down her two offerings before licking her chops a brief moment. Her black pelt meant she was quite hot, however she was used to it and so instead turned about and padded to find a bit of shade to sprawl down in. Managing to find one such place she laid down panting heavily while her silver eyes became distant and almost a little sad. She missed her clan mates even the somewhat irritating Ashfall, but she couldn't talk to anyone about it. At the time joining Windclan to follow her heart had felt like the right thing to do but now looking back on it she missed Sunclan more than she thought she would. The one that held her heart and was fairly certain felt the same way had been nothing other than friendly which had cast doubt into her heart. Once she was cooled off her jaws snapped closed and she rested her head between her front paws closing her eyes quietly. Continuing to think on what was going on in her life.

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Foxpup's ears twitched as he awaited a reply from the older wolf, and he sat down, curling his fluffy tail around his hind paws. "Birds, eh?" The warrior jested, a smirk appearing on his face. "Jumping straight into the deep end I see." Thornfur added, and the auburn youngster gave a weak nod of his head, his ears flicking back for a moment. There was a quiet moment between the two, as both of the wolves thought of what to say, and Foxpup's gaze examined the camp once more. There were more wolves now, probably back from patrol or hunting. His attention averted back to the Warrior. "You know, before you can actually catch anything, you have to perfect your technique and build up your strength. Show me your hunting crouch, mighty warrior!" The ebony wolf woofed, and Foxpup tilted his head with a small smile. Now grinning, the little pup yipped back a response. "Well, of course!" Then, pricking up his ears, and swaying his tail, the pup attempted his best hunting crouch. It wasn't very good of course; his rear was too high in the air, and his paws were out of position, but he had tried.

(It's cool! Sorry for the bad post, had a bit of writers block.)

Embershard after returning to camp had made herself as comfortable as she was going to get, seeing Wrenclaw return from the morning hunting patrol she half watched him deposit his kill her thoughts turned again to Diamondfang. His disappearance had hurt more than the other disappearances of their clan, sure they'd been friends but there had been a little more than that on her side. Alone now she found she could relate to Honeybadger all the more now that she was on her own, in these dark thoughts a voice spoke to her and jerked her out of her somber thoughts  "Wrenclaw, good afternoon" the polite response something that was second nature to her. Yes she'd been displeased when she'd discovered him breaking the code, but that was behind them all now he hadn't been back to visit the sunclan she-wolf as far as she knew. So she presented him with a genuine smile, it must have been difficult for him, from what she'd heard the female in question had also gone missing so in a cruel way they had that in common. Remembering that he'd asked her about the patrol she grew a little grim  "Thats a tale all in itself I'm afraid" giving a soft sigh she scuffed a paw through the dusty earth of their camp "We discovered a pair of wolves that were like nothing we've ever seen before, they smelled like they were part of a pack and yet had names like us" Giving him a little strong look she added  "This will stay between us?" it wouldn't do to create a panic by telling everyone everything. Once she had his affirmation she continued  "They claimed they were part of Skyclan, after seeing them off Larkstar sought out Honeybadger to ask if she knew something and evidently she did as she took your sister out of camp with her" shaking her head a little in slight worry for the clan she told herself that Honeybadger would adequately guide their leader, Larkstar had a good head on her shoulders and thus she was content that everything would be alright. Glancing at Wrenclaw she asked  "And how was the hunting patrol?" she didn't wish to make the conversation all about what she'd seen as she disliked the idea of coming across self absorbed. [/color]

Returning to camp rather exhausted now she padded past Thornfur playing with Foxpup and went to lie down beside Ashfrost. Not bothering to eat she closed her brown eyes and almost went to sleep on the spot, she'd inform the medicine wolf once she woke back up for now she was too tired to be bothered. That and she'd done more talking in that one morning than she'd done all season thus far, stretching out in the sun like she'd finally snuffed it she was soon completely out of it and snorting a little raspily in the midday sun the warmth heating her body and keeping her comfortably warm.
OOC: so short sorry

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The little wolf's ears twitched at the sound of laughter, and he looked up to see the obsidian and alabaster warrior chuckling at him. The wolf seemed to be impressed as he explained to the little pup. "In the tall grass that tail of yours will give your position away straight away." He stated, and shortly after took his own stance. Stooped low to the ground, the warrior turned to speak again. "You've got to remember to make yourself as sturdy as possible on your paws," He advised, causing the pup watch the positioning of his feet, and to correct his own; again it wasn't perfect as the pup hadn't had any proper hunting experience and wouldn't be able to do so until he was an apprentice, but it was an improvement at least. "Otherwise, your centre of gravity will be off, and the wind could knock you right over." At that moment, Thornfur stuck out a paw, and lightly poked him in the ribs. The puppy then let out a tiny squeak of surprise and almost stumbled, just managing to stay on his feet. Apologetically, he looked up at the warrior, flicking his ears back. He'd need some more practice for sure.

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Despite his nervous and apologetic expression, the young canine looked up to see Thornfur looking quite pleased. Upon noticing his the pup grinned; behind him his tail began to wag, and his ocean eyes gleamed. "Soon enough all the birds in the land will be within your grasp," The warrior commented, and Foxpup's tail waved side to side even faster. "It's thanks to you, Thornfur!" The little one yipped and with a wide yawn the little puppy fell back onto his rump. He rubbed an eye with his paw, and rapidly blinked his eyes. All of the excitement from Honeybadgers story, his bird catching, and Thornfur's mini mentoring lesson had worn him out - but he didn't want to be tired! He stuck out his bottom lip and scowled, staring at the grass under his feet. It wasn't fair! He wanted to be apprentice already, but he was still too small and too young. Another yawn escaped his little mouth and he struggled to stay awake, despite his grumpiness.