put headphones on your heart | howling wind

[FAWNCLOUD]

mother nature seemed to finally have relented her snow ladened fury upon the territories and although they had spent laborious hours digging themselves out and trying to clean camp she had decided to lend a hand to make things easier by allowing the sun to shine upon them once more resulting in most of the icy terrain to melt away into nothingness leaving behind muddy earth.

fawncloud hummed appreciatively of the rare warmth that blanketed them, it reminded him that new-leaf was almost on the horizon and soon thunderclan would be blossoming with life once again. perhaps this comfy weather would be a good time to start hunting again, little critters are bound to come out to savor the sun before the tempertures drop again.

there wasn't any patrol gathered around at the moment and he wondered if one had already set off but the warrior did manage to notice a familiar dark brown tabby standing somewhat anxiously by the entrance. lanky limbs would carry fawncloud over to the deputy's side where he'd brush against her in both greeting and comfort, ever since trufflepelt had attacked her almost leaving the woman for dead she seemed to be on very edge now and who could blame her? "hey sunshine, it's nice to see you up and around again. how are ya feelin'?" his words are purred out softly to the other.

@HOWLING WIND ​

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[HOWLINGSTAR]

Howling Wind stares out into the forest, gaze traveling past the bramble wall and into the foliage that blankets the earth. Her paws itch to feel leaves crunch beneath her paws once more, her claws yearn to dig into a mouse that will feed the clan. But every time she even thinks about traveling too far our of camp, her heart pounds so loud she swears she can hear it. So she's usually left here. Just...standing.

Fawncloud's presence takes her by surprise, his touch causing her to jolt slightly with a trill. She forces her fur to lie flat; no use projecting just how on edge she is. A polite smile is offered his way as she mews, "I'm feeling good. It's nice to be out and about again. Tell me - have I missed anything big?" There is amusement in her eyes; of course, she would have heard about anything too big. But she wants to know the happenings around camp. What's been going on in her clanmates' lives while she was in recovery? Her gaze travels back outside, and before she gives him too long to answer, she offers up, "Care to join me for a walk while we talk? I miss the forest."​

 

[FAWNCLOUD]

his languid expression would twist slightly into one of ponder when he tried to recall any of the interactions that happened while howling wind had been recovering in the den. "oh! you know ryeswoop, the hopeless romantic who's pining hard on shimmerwing? well, turns out there's a third mysterious third contender! no one knows who yet but we do know they've been leaving gifts in shimmer's nest. some are sayin' it could be dunegaze but i dunno." gentle laughter shakes at his shoulders, his kind of 'big news' seems more like apprentice gossip.

fawncloud's gaze would follow after howling's as she returns her focus back to the entrance of camp where she proceeds to extend an offer to him that makes a small grin grace his maw. "a walk and talk with the lovely deputy herself? i'd be a fool to say no to that, lead the way groovy mama."
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[HOWLINGSTAR]

Howling Wind had been listening intently to the gossip, against her better judgment. She isn't usually one for rumors, but she's been cooped up so long that she can't help herself! Ears angling forward, she emits a trill of surprise when Fawncloud reveals the theory. "Well," She begins with a shake of her head, "as long as it doesn't affect patrols, I suppose..." Drama is not something the clan needs, so matter how trivial.

The deputy begins to chuckle as he mews his agreement, ivory paws beginning to guide her to the tunnel before she shoots him a swift warning look at the last phrase he used. Groovy mama is not something she wishes to be called, ever. "Isn't there a more dignified term you can use, Fawncloud?" She sighs, exasperated. Kittypets and their strange ways...she'll never understand it. Nonetheless, she shakes her head in idly amusement before continuing to lead the way out of the camp, albeit hesitantly.​

 

[FAWNCLOUD]

the warning look shot towards him did not garner much of a reaction from the willowy senior aside from a little shrug, fawncloud is no stranger to howling wind's clear dislike for kittypets or really anyone who doesn't fit the wild cat mold which she makes pretty apparent through words and body language. hell, the first time they met she didn't want a lot to do with him but over the months after some friendly persistence they reached a point of amity.

"aw where's the fun in talking all diginified? i gotta stand out from the crowd somehow, be my own unique person, ya dig?" fawncloud responds in a light-hearted manner while he travels close alongside his tabby companion out into the expansive territory where the first steps taken are immediately into slushy mud. it's better than being elbow deep in snow atleast.

"you excited for new-leaf, howling? a warm day like this makes me feel positive that the forest is gonna be extra bountiful when it finally comes around." ​

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[HOWLINGSTAR]

"Hmph," She grunts back, a gentle eye-roll showing a mixture of amusement and annoyance. It's clear that she and Fawncloud are very different cats, but she appreciates his companionship nonetheless. Padding through the forest again is made easier next to a friend.

He brings up newleaf and her ears prick up. "More than I can say," She trills with a raking gaze across the barren forest. "When the leaves return to the trees, life will return to the forest. Our fresh-kill pile won't look so bleak and our warriors will have full stomachs once more." In the medicine den, she'd been one of the lucky few to be prioritized with meals. She couldn't turn it down; she's smart enough to know she wouldn't recover if she didn't eat. And she was not prepared to leave her kits without a mother, grandchildren without a grandmother.

All thoughts seem to vanish when they step into a clearing. Her mind freezes. Wide green eyes lock onto a spot several fox-lengths away, where blood has long since been washed away by sleet and snow. It was there she laid in a puddle of her own blood while Trufflepelt stood over her. Too soon. I knew this was too soon. Her paws seem rooted to the ground and her breath hitches in her throat. All that leaves her is a strained whimper.​

 

[FAWNCLOUD]

all motions seem to come to a halt when the pair had stumbled into an all too familiar space, a clearing that is barren in the moment but once displayed a horrific scene of a patrol coming across an injured howling wind who was splayed out just a few feet from where they stand now in an ever growing puddle of crimson. fawncloud remembers how hectic everything was, cats surrounding the deputy in panic while others had gotten the command to hunt down the perpetrator for he shouldn't have gone too far.

sensing the sudden shift being brought here has caused, the willowy tom is quick to place himself infront of her to shield her sights away from that specific area. "look at me howling wind i need you to take some deep breaths with me, alright? in and out." he speak these words with a gentle firmness before allowing a paw to rest on her own in hopes it can help ground the molly.

"you're alright. i'm not gonna let anything hurt you."
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[HOWLINGSTAR]

Howling Wind's exhale is shaky, wavering as her attention diverts to her clanmate who now stands in front of her. She feels pressure on her paw, and it reminds her that she is here. She is standing, with only a scar beneath soft belly fur to remind her of this day. Trufflepelt is gone. Without even a trace of him around the borders, she can be assured he is truly gone. He failed. She is alive.

The woman nods weakly to her friend, blinking repeatedly to clear her mind. "I'm sorry. I'm fine. This is just...." She gives her head a swift shake and glances once more at the clearing, "my first time back here. Since that day." Clearing her throat, she swiftly flicks her tail and turns sharply, drawing herself to her full height once more. "Do you mind if we go this way?" A questioning glance is cast towards Fawncloud as she hopes to go in a different direction than the clearing.​

 

[FAWNCLOUD]

viridescent eyes seem to soften in both relief and sympathy when she manages to find her way out of the paralyzing haze. "you don't need to apologize, i know it's hard to come back to this place." he mummers, watching as the molly pulls away in order to gather herself together once more before turning sharply away from the scene entirely but not without giving a small glance back towards fawncloud with a request that they head in another direction. "of course, how about i take the lead this time? who knows, maybe we'll get lucky and find a squirrel or two waiting to jump into our paws." he laughs softly aiming to lighten the atmosphere.

fawncloud proceeds to brush just slightly ahead of howling wind, pink nose twitching against a rolling breeze that pushes through the forest. "say, if you had the ability to rename thunderclan what would you name it?" it's a random question but it's a way to provide a distraction for the woman to keep her mind away from the incident. ​

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