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Breezerunner is uneasy. He feels knots forming in his stomach as he watches the clash begin between WindClan and ThunderClan, all before their medicine cat. His gaze lingers on Berryheart, but he tears it away as Nightmareface barrels down towards the tortoiseshell. He does not want to watch his...

Breezerunner hadn't thought his stint in ShadowClan had been particularly notable. It hadn't been a joy, but he hadn't exactly been miserable either. ShadowClan were begrudging hosts, but it had been peaceful other than being forced to share space with their stinky clan amongst others. And...

Orphan. The word hangs heavy over Breezerunner's head like a crown forged from lead and grief. The loss of his own parents left a great impression on the moor runner, but he had been mid-apprenticeship when he'd lost them unlike the fresh age Larkkit had been brought to them at. He'd been able...

It's hard not to feel uneasy around WindClan these days. It's always been in Breezerunner's nature to be a bit weary and uncomfortable, but with all the confounding things coming together... Breezerunner finds himself lingering further and further from camp these days. Tensions are running high...

Breezerunner isn't sure if he's stirred first by the frigid air or the morning light. It's refreshing to wake up to a world so crisp, and when he stirs in his nest he's tempted to burrow his face into his paws and tail a little deeper and relish the feeling. There's quiet conversation happening...

Sootstar's display of delirium has been in full-force for all of WindClan to see. Breezerunner knows it's just yellowcough though. He knows that this is just another trial from StarClan that will make them all stronger in the end. Well... He thinks so, at least. Sootstar's cry for her clanmates...

An odd sense of dread has been lingering over Breezerunner's head lately, but he isn't sure the feeling is necessarily new to him. Since he was small, the young tomcat has been a cynic and a skeptic. He never gets his hopes up about much- in fact, the last time he'd done that was when he and his...

The earthy, pine-sodden scent of ThunderClan carries easily over the moors. Breezerunner thinks under different circumstances he might find the smell pleasant, but when it comes attached to the proud and lofty forest-dwelling ThunderClanners he can't help but to be annoyed. As he pads closer he...

As stupid and pretentious as RiverClan is, Breezerunner still complies to their proposed law even though Sootstar said they wouldn't be codifying it in WindClan. Breezerunner knows he should let his weaker clanmates eat first- the kits and sick among them will grow stronger with food and the...

Breezerunner, similar to the others who have come to Mothmoon's aid, had been drawn in by the unfamiliar scent caught up by the wind and the moor-runner's cry of 'intruder!' He'd come running across the even grasses and hills, hoping to not skitter onto another scene of tragedy. He's relieved...

Littlepaw unceremoniously barges into camp, a cloud of dirty dust following him like a prophetic stormcloud. What dirt doesn't fly into the air and float around them seems to cling to his coat. He seems fully unbothered, though despite his clanmates immediately voicing their disgust with his...

Breezerunner listens quietly and attentively to Adderpaw and Harrierpaw's warrior ceremonies. He isn't even old, but it feels like just yesterday that Sootstar and Weaselclaw had welcomed their brood into the world. They should make fine warriors, he thinks. He tries not to dwell on the past...

Tragedy has befallen WindClan yet again. Breezerunner looks on, droopy and defeated, at the moor queen who looks as though she is on the verge of senility. If he didn't know any better, he might think that Sootstar had fallen victim to the kittypet cough too. The impact to WindClan at the...

Breezerunner catches up to his clanmates when he senses the fresh scent of moisture and fishiness in the air mingling with WindClan's. He hears the tail end of the RiverClan lead warrior's disparaging words about their tunnelers, and he scowls when she talks down to Hummingbirdheart like she's...

Breezerunner trots along quietly with Snakehiss and Adderpaw. The personalities chosen for this patrol are certainly... Interesting. Breezerunner is observant and quiet, but Snakehiss is bold and proud and Adderpaw is ambitious and sharp. He wonders why Sunstride had chosen the three of them to...