WindClan LATESUMMER DOWNPOUR 🌧 WINDCLAN EVENT

[WindClan]

LATESUMMER DOWNPOUR

A WINCLAN PROMPT EVENT

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It's fuckin WIMDY!!

The end of greenleaf in WindClan's territory is heralded by a sudden change in the weather: the air pressure seems more intense lately adding to the already near suffocating heat, the wind for which they owe their name is at times howling so loudly cats struggle to hear one another over it. Finally, ominous dark clouds appear above the Highstones, seemingly sending prey scurrying for safety before the storm can reach them...

Welcome to WindClan's first event!

This event runs from September 23rd to October 25th.
There are three phases total for this event, each running for a week and a half / ten days.
Each phase comes with a variety of prompts for your character. See below!

Using the prompts are not required!
If you have other ideas that still adhere to that phase's theme, then you can go wild!​

Any WindClan character can participate, regardless of rank.
A badge reward will await those who post once in each phase—three posts total, one in each phase, will make you qualify.
Phases can be replied to at anytime, regardless of whether we passed it already or not!

For example, you are able to post in phase one even when we are in phase three.
This means there is no time limit on getting your required posts in, as long as you get them before the end of the event itself.​

PHASE ONE

September 23rd - October 3rd

MEETING THREAD
The skies are constantly in gloom; heavy rainclouds hang over WindClan, seemingly incessant in the way they change the Clan cats' day-to-day lives.

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The amount of rain lately has created plenty of puddles across the moor and camp. Do you play in it, or do you try your hardest to avoid getting even more wet? You're a WindClan cat, through and through, so bearing the weather in your sleep shouldn't be too difficult... but enough is enough. You're soaked to the bone. In an act of desperation, you enter either the nursery, elders' den, or medicine cat's den and attempt to snooze there. The fresh-kill pile is getting soggy! Food tastes awful in your mouth... A small trickle of a stream has formed in the camp. It seems to carry with it a variety of important things: medicine, twigs, moss. You're straight up being robbed by the rain! You're on a hunt, and you're just about to seize your catch... but you slip and fall—the long grass coated in rainwater underneath you prove to be quite the challenge. Thunder rumbles in the distance, promising more rain. If you stare towards the horizon long enough, you see lightning dance, too. Does it startle you? Or do you enjoy the gloom? Perhaps it's time to prepare for the worst. If this weather keeps up, surely the dens in their state are not strong enough to withstand the elements for long? It might be a good idea to start reinforcing them. It's not even that cold yet—greenleaf has barely left, after all—but you're freezing alredy. Wet fur clings to your frame, and you swear that the wetness is getting to your bones, too. Is there anyone willing to share tongues with you in this condition, or are you cursed to bear this on your own?

PHASE TWO

October 4th - October 14th

PHASE THREE

October 15th - October 25th