Open Camp WC reminiscin'

[Ravenmask]

{$title} WindClan's elder is open for some chitchat!

Morning breeze ruffles Ravenmask's fur as he rouses from slumber - he lets out a long sigh and twitches his whiskers before even daring to open his eyes. As of late, his dreams were filled with smoke and flames - he seemed unable to dream past the barn fire that led WindClan here. But this morning... well, this morning he dreams of soft hay, warm prey, and the gentle lick of a friendly cat grooming his fur. His mother, probably, many, many moons passed. His eyes blink open and he purrs at the sight of his Clan members up and about.
The barn was home for a long time, but WindClan... this place was home now. And he loves it.
He groans as he gets out of his nest, giving a long stretch and wincing a bit when his bad leg stretches out. He'll have to do better about keeping active. Nevertheless, he pads out into camp, grinning at the members of the Clan before sitting down and beginning to give his face a good clean.

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• open to interactions!
• 92 moons || he/him
  SPEECH || THOUGHTS

 

[GOLDENROAR]

The barn had been a source of sore dreams for Goldenroar for a while. The disassociation he faced while surrounded by flames, breath colder then the roar around him as it churned and gnashed and murdered their home. Escaping from that had been like the skin on his body been torn off, his paws burnt for a while after that. But, it was well worth it, to get his brother out, to get Redveil out. He'd do it all again if he was asked to, just to make sure his family and friends made it out alive- even if the nightmares still continued to occur.

He's already awake by the time that Ravenmask got up. Morning patrols had already gone out, overseen after their early meal, and he lets a yawn split his face. He'd likely take a small nap and head out on a sunhigh or a late patrol with Dandelionpaw... he's unsure. Aqua eyes shifted towards Ravenmask as the elder joined those of them that hadn't left for a patrol yet. "Good mornin'. Sleep okay las' night?" He asks, face curious towards the elder.

_______________________ I KEEP RUNNIN' BUT ☼ I'M STANDING STILL _______________________

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• GOLDENROAR he/him, windclan deputy, fourty moons.
  ☆ a lh golden red marbled tabby with low white and glimmering aqua eyes. often seen with a smirk, confidence oozing from him in heaps, but always the ever-helpful guy.
  ☆ mentored by who / mentoring dandelionpaw
  ☆ older brother to merry
  ☆ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ☆ penned by dallas ↛ dallasofnines on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  
  ☆ mini by tasmagoric, ref image by dallas (yours truly!)

 

[Ravenmask]

Ravenmask purrs as Goldenroar approaches him. The young tom is an excellent choice for second-in-command - he's spry and dependable, and many of the WindClan cats look up to him. He remembers the barn fire, Goldenroar's bravery, his dedication to helping others escape the blaze.

He nods to their deputy, dipping his head out of politeness.

"Much better'n usual," he comments, licking his shoulder self-consciously. "You?"

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  tagging @GOLDENROAR
• 92 moons || he/him
  SPEECH || THOUGHTS

 

[lotuskit lotuskit]

Lotuskit slumbers the morning away. The kitten isn't usually an early riser, enjoying the day more when she beats the dawn's chill. The patrols leave after their meals, and it's only then that the small, blue-and-cream kitten wakes and stretches her limbs. She leaves the nursery, no doubt following either @HONEYCOMBKIT or @bunnykit 's scents, before noticing that the deputy is nearby. Not only him, but an elder, too. Lotuskit preferred the elders to most others in the Clan (outside of her family, of course.) They have the best tales to tell.

"Ravenmask...!" She cheers through a yawn, nearly stumbling over her own paws as she approaches him. "Can we share breakfast today, please? I want to hear another story..." At least she's honest about her intentions. Her gaze flutters to Goldenroar briefly, acknowledging the deputy with a slight tilt of her crown before turning back to Ravenmask.

 

[Ravenmask]

Ravenmask looks over at the kit as she approaches, his smile beaming down onto the little ball of fur. Young Lotuskit was adorable- still in those days of kittenish charm. Her yawn is contagious and he responds in turn, chuckling.

"And here I thought I wasn't too sleepy! 'Course you can join me Lotuskit - Goldenroar and I were just chattin' about how we're doin'. You know I'm sure Goldenroar here has a couple stories too, if you'd oblige us both." He looks to the deputy. "Providin' that's okay, Goldenroar?"

OOC BIO

• Sorry for the late reply!
  Tagging: @GOLDENROAR @lotuskit
• 92 moons || he/him
  SPEECH || THOUGHTS
  

 

[lotuskit lotuskit]

"Sor-ry~!" Lotuskit apologizes for the infectious yawn with a sing-songy tone that reflects that she's not truly apologetic, just that apologizing at all seems like the correct thing to do. The kitten tucks in close to the elder, hoping to utilize his bigger frame and absorb some of his warmth (though she can't help but spy Goldenroar as her next victim if Ravenmask can't stick around.) Her request for a story is met with a rather enthusiastic agreement, yet Ravenmask looks towards the deputy with a similar inquiry. She looks to Goldenroar, too, and reasons that he should already have a few tales stuck in the ruff of his coat, given his role as deputy.

"Can you tell us about the other Clans?" she asks, giving him some sort of fodder where to start with. "Like - like, have you met a ThunderClanner yet? What are they like? Or ShadowClanners?"

 

[GOLDENROAR]

Ravenmask asks him how he fares, and he tuts quietly, stretching his body out a bit. "A bit stiff n' sore. Might need some new grass for the nest- though I'm glad you've slept well." The deputy rumbles out, tone genuine. He's a bit jealous, maybe, the fact that the elder is getting better sleep then him, but that's simply one of the sacrifices he made becoming the clan's deputy. He ignores the familiar itch in his chest, the one that begs him to run, and turns to peer at Lotuskit instead.

The little one simply nods at him in greeting, and he returns the incline of his crown as such. A tiny smile is on his face, privately very amused that the elder got a beg for a story and breakfast and all he got was a nod. His ears perked gently as Ravenmask addresses him again. "I didn't have any plans yet, but I think you'll likely have better ones then I, Ravenmask." Goldenroar speaks. Lotuskit, however, is already prompting the two of them to speak. Aqua eyes blink at Lotuskit. "I know I have, but it isn't fair for me to start because it's my job, you know. Ravenmask?" He drawls, asking the elder to respond first by prompting his name.

_______________________ I KEEP RUNNIN' BUT ☼ I'M STANDING STILL _______________________

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• GOLDENROAR he/him, windclan deputy, fourty one moons.
  ☆ a lh golden red marbled tabby with low white and glimmering aqua eyes. often seen with a smirk, confidence oozing from him in heaps, but always the ever-helpful guy.
  ☆ mentored by who / mentoring dandelionpaw
  ☆ older brother to merry
  ☆ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ☆ penned by dallas ↛ dallasofnines on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  
  ☆ mini by tasmagoric, ref image by dallas (yours truly!)

 

[Ravenmask]

He chuffs at Goldenroar's deflection. It may be a nice lazy morning now, but surely their deputy has other tasks to complete.

"Right, of course," he purrs, blinking slowly at Goldenroar. "I think I can think one up for ya, Lotuskit. Though I've not had the pleasure of meetin' many of the other Clan cats, I have heard plenty from the other cats around camp." He shoots a wink to Goldenroar.

"Now, let's see. You want me to tell you about the other Clans? Or about the his'try of our dear WindClan here?"

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• 93 moons || he/him
  SPEECH || THOUGHTS