camp O lost lamb || intro

[Azaleafrost]

Azaleapaw always did her best in training. The small molly hated her mentor, but she took his insults and remarks head on. She would pay him back one day, yes.

She would make him suffer.

Her days of being sent back to camp beaten and bruised wouldn't last.

She learned very quickly that her best wasn't enough for some cats. After all, she had kittypet blood. Judged before she could even prove herself. Perhaps she was assigned to Reedstrike as punishment for her roots. Perhaps it was entertaining to see her come back like this.

Are these cats so vile as to take her in just to punish her?

She wasn't sure. But she was sure that one day, all those who looked down on her and sneered would regretted it.

But for now, she was tired. Silky fur was tangled and dirt smudged, every inch of her aching from the combat training. Where some apprentices would break and bend, she was stubborn. She wouldn't give Reedstrike the satisfaction of her tears.

No one would have the satisfaction of her broken spirit.

She laid herself in the clearing and watched her clanmates milling about. She kept them at a distance usually, but she was regrettably open to conversation at the moment. Like a sitting duck.

That's fine, she supposed..... Maybe she would make.... Friends. Buddies. Pals.
​

 

[SOOTSTAR]

//tw for lots of mean comments about kittypets and a lack of empathy for them

Sootstar recalls when a patrol had found the kittypet on the thunder path. Alive and squirming while her kittypet mother laid flat on the pavement. Dandelionwish had not found ill omen in the situation at the time, but now Sootstar wonders if they shouldn’t have let the kit be found and dealt with by ShadowClan.

Now she was feeding and sheltering a kittypet. She can’t believe it.

Sootstar would watch Azaleapaw critically, the apprentice was right about one thing. Not even her best would please the blue furred leader, all Sootstar saw was a lazy kittypet. Even if the she-cat has never gotten to enjoy the luxuries of her roots her blood alone was enough for the leader to discredit her.

”Azaleapaw.” Sootstar barks at the apprentice, ”Have you completed all your chores?” Whether the apprentice suspected this or not, Sootstar was assuming she had found the apprentice giving into her laziness by kittypet nature.​

---

Spoiler: TAGS ★ 01/07

( primary character / "speech" / ic opinions )​

╰ ★ ჻ 001 GENERAL INFORMATION ,
· SOOTSTAR, female — she / her
╰ ‣ 34 moons . pisces. ages on the first
╰ ‣ windclan leader . marsh-born . believes in starclan
╰ ‣ former soldier of the marsh group

╰ ★ ჻ 002 VISUALS & AESTHETICS ,
· DOMESTIC FELINE, smells like heather and wet dirt , status — 100%
╰ ‣ blue smoke . scarred chest, difficult to see through fur . green eyes

╰ ★ ჻ 003 MENTALITY & MANNERISMS ,
· ESTJ-A ❝ EXECTUTIVE ❞ , Slytherin, Lawful Evil
╰ ‣ Cunning, brash, fierce, confident, self-reliant, envious & selfish
╰ ‣ finds great difficulty in relating to others . can be cruel, usually shows mercy to those she can find sympathy with
╰ ‣ sole key to her heart is loyalty, if you have her trust, she often shows a completely different side of herself. Aggression tends to manifest from her extreme paranoia
╰ ‣ Appreciates titles such as "miss, m'am" etc

╰ ★ ჻ 004 INTERACTIONS & RELATIONSHIPS ,
· SOOT CLAW x PEBBLE BREEZE, sister to Pebblenose
╰ ‣ heterosexual. mate to Weaselclaw
╰ ‣ mother to Windpaw & Sootpaw
╰ ‣ mentor to Smokepaw & Coyotepaw
╰ ‣ average fighter . skilled hunter .
╰ ‣ will start fights . unlikely to flee .
╰ ‣ attack in underline . penned by user @ava.​

​

​

 

[WOLFSONG]

──⇌•〘 INFO 〙 He does not share the disdain many others harbor for current and former kittypets. Their lifestyle isn't one he envies, and there may be an argument that they are predisposed to coddling, but Wolfsong could easily say the same of his fellow warriors whose bodies weren't tempered by moons of relentless travelling, or a lifetime among jagged peaks. They are all of them flawed in some manner, and Wolfsong would dare any WindClanner to pretend otherwise.

Even Sootstar. Perhaps especially her; any leader would be wise to refute infallibility given how easily disproven such a claim would be.

Wolfsong, ever watchful, takes immediate notice of the apprentice. Her disheveled appearance is all-too clear an indicator of her recent undertaking, and yet Sootstar is clearly dissatisfied. "She has," Wolfsong answers, his rasping voice bright and genial. A risk if she has not, but any sensible teacher would have the menial tasks finished before training. "I may have one eye, but I use it well. How went the training?" Aforementioned single-eyed gaze shifts to Azaleapaw.
​

 

[Firefang]

The prejudice against Kittypets was a strong one and one Firepaw didn't think was unfounded at all, they were softened they lived for no greater purpose then to stuff their bellies with twoleg trash and pretend they were half the cats those outside their tall fences were. That sort of life gated and kept away from starclan's light with dull claws and even duller minds was no life worth living, the idea that some cats had chosen such a path within Skyclan like their leader once had disgusted her. Once a kittypey always a kittypet, even he who was granted 9 lives had easily lost one of his lives to the claws of a Windclanner! Thunderclan and Skyclan may be happy to take dead weight into their midst but they were better then that, so why is it that there's an apprentice who trains besides her who bares the taint of twolegs.

She remembers when she was brought in, a mewling pathetic thing smelling not just like the stench of Twolegs but of death itself. She'd only been shown mercy on the basis of her youth, a child who knew nothing who was simply born in the wrong place and who's fate would send her to the moors where she'd never be entirely welcome. She should have been left on that road prhaps it'd be a better fate for her, Firepaw didn't believe she stood any chance of ever becoming a proper warrior of Windclan she was to soft to feeble and the fact that she still was nothing more then a kit didn't occur to her. After all why would it, she and every other apprentice went through the same rigorous training it was a part of life.

She comes padding over dipping her head to Sootstar before standing before Azaleapaw a sneer on her face ❝I'd be real surprised if ya did Kittypet❞ she remarks looking down at her. Wolfsong says she has but even then she can't help but take another jab ❝Must'a rushed them if ya did, bet you couldn't wait to lay yourself down and laze about huh?❞ it's a cruel assumption, unlike her leader she's far more blunt.​

( PLACE ME IN MY CASKET TONIGHT ; BECAUSE IM ALREADY DYING INSIDE )

 

[Azaleafrost]

Of course, no sooner did she sit down to take a breather did Sootstar herself approach and ask her if her chores.

She had done them, yes. She helped the elders with their ticks, cleaned their nests. It took her a little, but she managed!

To her surprise, Wolfsong came to her aid. That hardly ever happens- She finally had someone worth thinking nicely of.

"Yes. I did my chores." She said. "I was out training with Reedstrike." She added. The brown tabby tom was harsh, but he was fun to mess with.

She asked him where babies came from once, and he told her to ask her mother before falling silent, realizing what he had said.

As for how her training went, well...

"It was a little rough, but it went okay." She said to Wolfsong. "Reedstrike is a little intense... But I can handle it."

Reedstrike always told her to hit your enemy so hard they cry and beg for mercy and then deny it to them. She agreed, but his eyes always burned with an intensity that made her want to tell him to chill.

Then her gaze set on Firepaw. If there was anyone she for certain did not like, it was her. Who did she think she was? Her voice grated her nerves every time she spoke.

"Of course I didn't rush, Firepaw. If I'm going to do it, I'm going to do it right. Lazing about was never on my mind to begin with." She said. Her expression was calm and her voice was even, but her eyes burned with irritation.

These cats looked down on her, thinking she would never be a true Windclanner. She would prove them wrong. She would be better than them all, and then it would be her looking down on them.
​

 

[SNAILSTRIDE]

Snailpaw liked kittypets. Their carefree lifestyles, never having to worry about going hungry or being killed by some vengeful warrior. Sure pride was sacrificed to become one, but pride never put food in one's belly or comfort in their surroundings. As much as they tried to justify their views (not to a WindClan audience, Stars they weren't that stupid), Snailpaw knew that another reason for having no problems with them was likely just an act of rebellion, a way to break away from the status quo that held their group in a stranglehold. They beamed towards the other apprentice as they bounced over, finding a space by Firepaw's side as the clan badgered her with question after question. The marbled tabby wanted to do the same, asking about her life before the clans (they weren't aware of how she was found) and why she didn't try to 'go back', but one cautious glance towards Sootstar told him that they were not in the right company for such comments. "Woooow, that's like, mega-effort. 'If you're gonna do it, do it right'." They repeated, feeling their stomach twist at the implications in their own life. The fear of not doing anything right stopped them from doing anything at all.

"Good job! Do you ever do anything fun on your breaks or are you just thinking about the next chore?" They tilted their head innocently.




​

 

[icebreath]

TAGS — To think that another kittypet had made its way into their midst... it's strange. Ridiculous, even; it's hard to believe Sootstar allowed it to happen. Then again, their leader isn't a heartless brute and it's hard to imagine her abandoning a helpless, orphaned kit stuck alone on the thunderpath. And to Azaleapaw's credit, it's not like she'd grown up coddled like Silverpaw had (to her limited knowledge); there's plenty of time for WindClan to whip her into shape before her genetics can take hold and spoil her. SkyClan can take her at that point, for all Icepaw cares. But in the meantime, they're curious to see how things will go. She's so young, which puts her at an advantage; she has plenty of time to get the hang of things. Maybe someday she'll even forget her roots and consider herself a full WindClanner. As if she'll ever be allowed to forget, they muse, observing from a distance through squinted eyes (the sunlight always feels so harsh, especially with the snow reflecting it) as several cats home in on Azaleapaw.

Sootstar's rightfully stern with her despite the mercy she'd shown; anything less would be inviting the blue and white molly to descend into lazy apathy, stressful as it must be to be in Azaleapaw's position. Firepaw takes a much more aggressive approach — unsurprisingly. It's instinctively annoying to watch and she can't help but feel some sympathy as a frequent victim of Firepaw's jabs herself, but again she decides that if anything, it'll motivate the younger apprentice to strive for excellence. Which, fortunately, it really seems like she is already. Wolfsong's upbeat attitude is something of a relief (hopefully it'll lift Azaleapaw's spirits a bit), as is Snailpaw's when he energetically approaches. He's bold for that remark in front of Sootstar; how much is he even capable of doing anything right, if he's being held back from becoming a warrior? Why would he want to remind her of that? If she were braver — or more close by, but alas she's sitting alone, distracted from grooming — she would've shot him a cautious warning glance.
​

 

[Periwinklebreeze.]

DONT EVER WANT TO SEE THINGS CHANGE
periwinklepaw | 06 months | demi-boy | he/they | physically easy (pacifist) | mentally easy | attack in bold #ccccff

---

Peri has never shared the clans views on kittypet-blood. Kittypets - well, certainly, he doesn't understand them, and certainly he agrees they must be lazy. But to judge a cat by their parents actions? It has never sat well with him. He understands now in a way he wouldn't have a few moons ago, and as he sees Azaleapaw get ganged up on by their clanmates it sets his teeth on edge. Wolfsong speaks up - and once again he finds his respect for the tom only heightening - though firepaw (of course its firepaw, it always is) tries to invalidate it. Slipping over on near silent paws, clear gaze is cold and blank - guarded. Sootstar is present after all, and he's just confused by and wary enough of her to keep his walls up against the world. There's really nothing he can offer to the conversation - and he's not sure he even could, his jaw hurts worse today and he's certain anything spoken would be naught but unintelligible nonsense. But he can offer his presence - settling down nearby, just a bit aways as he's not certain that anyone here would welcome his presence.

​

​

​

​

 

[SOOTSTAR]

Before the kittypet can open her maw Wolfsong answers for her. This displeases Sootstar a bit, does the young cat lack a backbone to the point she cannot answer a mere question on her own? Her eyes silently shift back onto the apprentice in question, not satisfied until the blue cat answers for herself. Yes, chores are finished. Training went fine with Reedstrike.

Good, she had entrusted the Tom to whip the feline into shape. Hopefully he’d continue to do just that. It was enough for her and she abandons the scene as Firepaw begins to insult Azaleapaw. The blue smoke cares not to put a stop to the behavior and had better things to do than stop the apprentices from fighting with each other, besides, she agrees with Firepaw.​

---

Spoiler: TAGS ★ 01/07

( primary character / "speech" / ic opinions )​

╰ ★ ჻ 001 GENERAL INFORMATION ,
· SOOTSTAR, female — she / her
╰ ‣ 34 moons . pisces. ages on the first
╰ ‣ windclan leader . marsh-born . believes in starclan
╰ ‣ former soldier of the marsh group

╰ ★ ჻ 002 VISUALS & AESTHETICS ,
· DOMESTIC FELINE, smells like heather and wet dirt , status — 100%
╰ ‣ blue smoke . scarred chest, difficult to see through fur . green eyes

╰ ★ ჻ 003 MENTALITY & MANNERISMS ,
· ESTJ-A ❝ EXECTUTIVE ❞ , Slytherin, Lawful Evil
╰ ‣ Cunning, brash, fierce, confident, self-reliant, envious & selfish
╰ ‣ finds great difficulty in relating to others . can be cruel, usually shows mercy to those she can find sympathy with
╰ ‣ sole key to her heart is loyalty, if you have her trust, she often shows a completely different side of herself. Aggression tends to manifest from her extreme paranoia
╰ ‣ Appreciates titles such as "miss, m'am" etc

╰ ★ ჻ 004 INTERACTIONS & RELATIONSHIPS ,
· SOOT CLAW x PEBBLE BREEZE, sister to Pebblenose
╰ ‣ heterosexual. mate to Weaselclaw
╰ ‣ mother to Windpaw & Sootpaw
╰ ‣ mentor to Smokepaw & Coyotepaw
╰ ‣ average fighter . skilled hunter .
╰ ‣ will start fights . unlikely to flee .
╰ ‣ attack in underline . penned by user @ava.​

​

​

 

[beethorn]

Oh little Azaleapaw, house-cat born, yes, he has heard of them… Wild-born was himself, with winds in his fur and blood staining his paws. Born between walls with softness in her veins, but she can be molded, yes… Malleable, putty in the Clans’ paws. If the Stars so will it then she can become great, yes… Greatness, perhaps not bound to it as she had plenty of room to fall, but with effort and time she shall become good.

"Little Azaleapaw! Far-land child, hello dearest." her trill is high-pitched as they teeter over, their head tilted to the side as they listen to sneers and comments the other apprentices made. Sootstar is disembarking, he bows down deep to her. "Stars be with thee, Her Grace." breathy, oh, he does not want to be disrespectful… Chanterelle and Mama always spoke to bless the very paws your leader walked on, yes, it started with Briar… No loyalty to the Marsh Group remained, no, the Stars chosen one is his own happiness now.

His head turns back to Azalea. "To do something is to do it right, how far you’ve come!" praise is always flattery, but it meant everything to encourage growth. "Why would you think of anything but your next chores?" he blinks towards Snailpaw, well-meaning. It’s true! So much work to be done in a day, so much, always thinking is their mind. Eyes turn back to Azalea, her eyes were irritated, oh, to show emotion in the face of anger! A very brave girl, yes, potential-ridden… Sly smile graces her lips. Ha… Haha, yes, she has a bite to her! Most paradise-driven cats do not. She’ll fit in soon enough.
​

"speech"​