WOULD THAT BE A BAD THING? [ intro ]

[dragonflywish]

Leaf fall.

Despite the rest of the going-ons, leaf fall was a bright spot. Far in the distance, leaves turned orange. The grasses moor runners allowed their paws to brush were turning brown, withering with the death of Green Leaf. Very rarely was the Tunneler above ground long enough to sit and witness it, but he had found respite for himself. Dragonflywish's ears twitched at the soft crowing of a bird in the long, far distance, and a tiny breath left him. Honestly, everything that was going on was stagnating him. The scent of rogues at the border, leaving Horse-Place.

His head turned, gently inclining towards where the abandoned badger set was, then to the sprout of life in camp. Despite the cooling weather, despite the death of the sick, despite the loss of their strongest in interest of saving those still getting sick. Dragonflywish's ears lowered, and his heart tumbled in his chest, a particularly worried look crossing his face. After all, he was supposed to be hopeful, right? A breath gathered gently, turning his vision back towards the entrance of camp and where the tunnel's entrance lay not far from it. He had to be hopeful.

Their clanmates would make it, back in one piece and with enough... lungwort, was it?- to satisfy the clan for moons. The rogues would be driven off, prey would be just fine, and the kits healthy. He inhaled softly, ears wilting. "It'll be just fine, Dragonflywish." He murmured to himself, aloud, as he wrapped his thin, pointed tail around his paws. ​

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"speech"​

 

[RABBITCLAW]

It's not surprising for some cats to be worried about the future considering how much death surrounds them and for some, their kin have gone off on the journey. In her case it would be her sister, brother, and her nephew. That was practically half of her family. She does worry for them despite her somewhat carefree attitude even during these times, but she knows if her sister was here she would be scolded for allowing sadness to consume her. Besides, she has a reputation to uphold! She can't bear Luckypaw hearing of her sobbing or appearing weak in any manner. In other words, she was just going to continue pressing on.

Dragonflywish is someone who she knows. Not personally, but she is quite nosey to know more or less what the others have said about the tom. Gossip. It's interesting what cats have to say when it comes to Dragonflywish, but personally when she looks at him. That tom bums me out. Dunno why. He just. Looks like a sad little tom. Her thoughts are proven correct when she hears him reassuring himself as she passes by. It's enough to make her stop in her tracks and slowly turn to look at him. Are you a warrior or are you a kit?

"What'll be fine?" The cream and black tom may be surprised by her appearance given the fact that she decided to interrupt whatever he was up to. Rabbitclaw is not know for comforting others, but she can hazard a guess he's worried about the situation their clan finds themselves in. "Dunno about you Dragonfly, but I'm itching to be in the tunnels. Whaddya say? You. Me. Having a good time. This is a limited time offer though, so make up your mind quick please!" One might think she was being quite insensitive towards the fellow tunneler, but in truth she wanted to distract him from whatever sorrowful things he was thinking about by putting his paws to work. Although, she wouldn't be too offended if he rejected her invite to hang out with the totally and most radical tunneler Windclan has seen. Her. Duh.​

 

[HEMLOCKHAZE]

PRINCE WITH A THOUSAND ENEMIES — Hemlockhaze had been preparing to leave camp to see if he'd find anything to bring back to camp but the sight of Dragonflywish and Rabbitclaw stops the dark tom in his tracks, a soft hum leaving his maw before hearing the molly speaking to the chimera tunneler. With the edges of his mouth lifting ever so slightly, the former horseplace long flicks his tail to the side briefly before stepping forward with a dip of his head in greeting "Dragonflywish," Then turns his dark amber gaze to Rabbitclaw unable to help but refrain from chuckling at what slips from his jaws "And of course, the lovely and quick to speak, Rabbitclaw." She seemed a little full of herself, an airhead if you will and he's surprised that she doesn't float away from the moorlands from how high up she's in the clouds. He tries not to let the sickness and deaths of clanmates weigh heavily on his shoulders, he believes its important to focus on the currently living and ensure they stay that way. As selfish as it sounded they could not linger and mourn over the deceased for long or they'd be wasting precious time.

They needed to do their own part while the journeying cats were absent, all paws were needed on deck. He turns his eyes to the mouth of the tunnel brightening up at the thought of leaving camp to catch their breaths and feel the dirt underneath their paws, maybe they'd be lucky enough to find a mouse or lizard while they were down there. Small prey but anything would do, his mind mulling over the thought of sparing any meal for anyone else other than himself. It's a thought that he decides to muse in his mind for a little longer and decides that he'd decide after he actually caught something between his claws. "A very tempting offer. I hope you don't mind me potentially joining you both." His warm gaze turning to Dragonfly once more making sure that Rabbitclaw wouldn't see his jaws barely moving in the slightest as he mouths to his friend 'let's humor her'. He offers Rabbitclaw a charming smile and flicks his ear awaiting to see what Dragonflywish would decide.

➳ AND WHENEVER THEY CATCH YOU, THEY WILL KILL YOU

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  ➳ 45 moons old
  ➳ windclan tunneler
  ➳ bisexual
  ➳ "speech", thoughts, attacking
  ➳ relies on swiftness, strategy, and quick wit to slip from his opponents/strike
  ➳ peaceful powerplay allowed
  ➳ penned by bosstaurus

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[SUNNVAR]

✦　　. 　 ˚　.   It seems he has intruded upon a tunneler's only event– and at precisely the wrong moment as well. He cannot help a dry chuckle at the realization. They thought of tunnels the way that he thought of the moors. Something beautiful and strange that outsiders could not understand. To him, that means the other clans. Take a RiverClanner to their camp, and they would never understand the glory of the breeze throughout his pelt and the stars above his head. But to a tunneler, not even their clanmates could truly understand. A life aboveground left him blanking on what such a journey could be like. The time he spent in mountain caves meant little in comparison.

"Ah, but you would deprive yourselves of my fine company?" Temporary mirth sparks within his eyes, and is all too quickly snuffed out. A candleflame beneath a tide of problems. He is meant to help guide this clan. What good is he in times such as this? He wishes he could tell them to rest and speak with him some; that their morale matters as much as their health and full bellies. It does not. He can only pick it up where he can. "Perhaps it will be good to put your worries behind you, Dragonflywish. But if you wish to speak of it before you go...?" His tail flicks. "You are not alone in your worries, whatever they may be."

𝘏𝘈𝘕𝘋𝘚𝘖𝘔𝘌 𝘈𝘚 𝘓𝘐𝘍𝘌 𝘈𝘕𝘋 𝘗𝘖𝘐𝘚𝘖𝘕; 𝘚𝘜𝘕-𝘉𝘓𝘖𝘖𝘋 𝘏𝘈𝘕𝘋𝘚𝘖𝘔𝘌  ╱╱ 9.16.2023 ˊˎ＜

• OOC. —
• ✦　　. 　 ˚　.  SUNSTRIDE. FORMERLY SUNNVAR. HE - HIM - HIS OR THEY - THEM. DEPUTY OF WINDCLAN. 4 YEARS OLD. PENNED BY REVELATIONS.  —————————
  
  
  ——  a tall auburn tabby with thick fur and bright glacial eyes. sunstride is broad and bold– a creature standing above most of windclan, though not a beast beyond it, with fur that flames red and deepens to a burnt amber with every stripe. his eyes, in comparison, are a pale summer's blue, still as bold as the rest of them. he radiates confidence and self-assured authority.
  
  

  ✦ NPC x NPC. DECEASED MOTHER, ESTRANGED FATHER. NO LITTERMATES. MATE TO WOLFSONG. FATHER TO BEARKIT, SINGEDKIT, RIVEKIT, SUNLITKIT, AND FEATHERKIT ——

• "speech"

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[PINKSHINE]

One of Pink-kit's favorite cats to follow is Sunstride. And why is this? Um, she doesn't owe anyone an explaination!! All that matters is that Pink-kit is here now, tail sticking straight in the air as she attempts to match the deputy's pace. No fair that he got dumb long legs. Pink-kit has dumb short legs like a dumb tunneler, ick! Adult conversations are sooo boring. Something something, worries. Pink-kit will show these cats how big and mature and not-tunnelerish she is by adding insightful commentary. " Sometimes, I get worried that um I'm gonna be a tunneler. And I'll be trapped with weird Rabbitclaw forever! " she shares very shockingly, widening her eyes so it gets across just how horrifying this is.

OOC 🎀 IT'S 4:27 IN THE AFTERNOON, 20 MISSED TEXTS FROM YOU

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• NOTE: SHE IS A FEVER COAT BABY!
  

  

• ( I MISS YOU, IT'S MAGIC! ) PINK-KIT KIT OF WINDCLAN. DAUGHTER TO BRIGHTSHINE & HEAVY SNOW. SISTER TO HEATHKIT, DOWNYKIT, & FINCHKIT.
  —— SHE / HER; UNOPPOSED TO THE USE OF OTHERS
  —— CURRENTLY 2 MOONS OLD. AGES EVERY 16TH
  
  A tiny, longhaired calico she - kit with yellow eyes, ringed blue around her pupils (sectoral heterochromia). While you can clearly see her flame markings on her face, the rest of her body is currently covered by a grey fever - coating. Though the whites of her are still very much visible. Pink-kit bounces around WindClan without a care in the world! Her emotions are big, and she makes little effort to regulate them, resulting in both her usually cheerful disposition, as well as making her prone to sudden bouts of extreme anger or sadness. Rarely seen without a smile!
  

  HEAVY IC OPINIONS! Pink-kit is a very irrational and childish character!​

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[RABBITCLAW]

Hemlockhaze... Seems like a tunneler party is underway. When he addresses her with compliments she can't help herself from puffing out her chest and purring in satisfaction "You know it." Hemlockhaze is already in her good favor so when he inquires if he can join, it's a no brainer. Although had she seen what he mouthed to Dragonflywish she would've cuffed him because she's not accepting them coming if it's out of pity! She deserves more than these two who think she's just some weirdo! "As you should. It's a very good offer, if I say so. You may join, but dunnooooo Dragonflywish~ your invite is a limited time offer~ Come oooonnn."

Personally, she didn't think being stuck underground was better over feeling the breeze on your fur above ground. If she had to compare, well... That would be difficult considering she has a strong bias towards the tunnels. All her siblings are tunnelers and her nieces and nephews are as well. In short, she didn't have much to care about above ground save for maybe some choice friends. The world of the moor runners is unknown to her. Yes she's taken more than a few steps above ground, but she doesn't see the world the way they do. It is almost strange now that she can see the world so clearly above ground, while the tunnels are merciless to those who fear the unknown.

When Sunstride saunters towards them and offers a little joke, she can't help but answer playfully. "Aren't Wolfsong and your kits doing that already?" In no means is she spewing poison towards his mate or his children. All she means is that he is busy being a good mate and father to his kits that he doesn't spend much time with his clanmates considering he's stretched thin with responsibilities. Then again, almost all of them in question are tunnelers. It's not like Sunstride can follow them into the darkness and converse with them like his fellow moor runners. In any case, she waves her paw and chuckles, "I hope they're all doing good today Sunstride." Wonder how big they'll get. Seems like you blink and poof they're already apprentices.

She doesn't pay attention too closely to the rest of what Sunstride is saying. It's not like he is addressing her in particular. If Dragonflywish looks at her or Hemlockhaze for approval to talk to Sunstride before they all head out (if the other tunneler would like to anyway), she would shrug and offer a faint smile. Said smile is wiped off her beautiful face when she hears the most grating voice to exist in Windclan. Starclan I'm begging you if I murder this kit here and now, please have mercy on me. Pink-kit. She grimaces once again hearing the little kit wishes of not being a tunneler. Not the worm cat conversation all over again.

"What?! You're weird!" Wow. Are we sure Rabbitclaw is an adult? Fuming she turns to the kit in question, "I sure hope you don't become a tunneler pinky! And if you do, then I don't wanna be your mentor." How amusing. She says this as if she has any say in the matter. If Starclan hated her so much, then they would whisper in Sootstar's ear to give her Pink-kit as an apprentice. Come to think of it... She has an apprentice. Let's not think about that now.​