#windfoot

FOR CHRIST’S SAKE

icymoss was the only kit when the clan was founded. he was supposed to be a legendary senior warrior!! he was going to live to be an elder and tell the stories no one else remembered!! this isn’t how it was supposed to go!!!!! but i imagine he died with honor, fighting with a young clanmate against enemy rogues

lots of other stuff to comment on but i’ll leave it to you…

Stonestripe (left, female) and Windfoot (right, male), youngest warriors of SeaClan

These two siblings were brought to SeaClan by their mother, a black rogue molly called Night, only hours after their birth. Night had asked for shelter with the clan multiple times before after CliffClan’s leader Silverstar had turned her away but SeaClan denied. So after she brought her two helpless kittens who she named Stone and Wind to Wrenstar and told her that she couldn’t take care of them, Wrenstar couldn’t turn them away because the warrior code says that they have to protect every kit. So the two siblings were renamed Stonekit and Windkit and were nursed by Wrenstar herself, who was expecting kits at the time. They grew up alongside Lavenderpaw and Jaypaw, who are just about a moon younger than them.

Their mother Night visits them regularly but they see Wrenstar as more of a mother than Night ever was and hold a bit of a grudge because she just gave them up.

It is rumored that their father is Silverstar because with their silvery fur, black swirly stripes and longish fur, which their mother doesn’t have, they look a lot like him, so much that young apprentices often mistake one of them for Silverstar at their first gathering. This theory is further supported by the fact that it’s well known that Silverstar had an affair with a rogue and that he can’t stand to look at Stonestripe and Windfoot. However, Night and Silverstar have never confirmed this, but it is likely true.

The siblings are incredibly close.

This is the comic version of Fall - Their Kittens. This is Chapter 1 Page 1 of this comic.

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Windfoot belongs to https://bittykitty1.deviantart.com/

Time passed by and Fall's belly just kept growing, as she found herself getting closer and closer to her kit's birth, until finally; she found herself going into labor. Laying down, she panted through gritted teeth as pain rippled through her; her claws slid in and out, as they kept briefly digging into the ground. She also found that her gaze kept sliding towards the stick she had gotten a bit ago, so she would have something to bite on during birth. But once she realized she had gone into labor, she had decided to wait until the pain became more constant and intense to start using it, so for now she would just have to deal with the current pain through gritted teeth. A bit more time passed, and eventually, the pain Fall was feeling did grow more constant and intense, so she leaned forward and snatched up the stick. A bit more time passed, and she found herself biting the stick rather hard as a muffled yowl emanated from her, as she pushed. Soon, a kit came into the word, as she dropped the stick and leaned towards the kit. Licking it fiercely, she soon removed the birth-sac as she nudged it towards her belly. She didn't get much time to admire or examine the kit, as another ripple of pain ran through her. So with a grunt and through gritted teeth, she turned back to the stick and snatched it up again. Some more time passed, and another kit was eventually born. Fall did the same thing she had done with the last kit, but held off examining it more closely to see if any other kits would be born; she did have three last time after-all. But after some more time passed, and no more pain came, she assumed she was done and turned her attention back to the two kits, which were suckling at her belly. Examining them closely, she was glad to see that they both seemed healthy, and it also looked like they're both boys. Huh, last time I had three kits that were all girls, but this time I've had one less kit and their both boys, Fall thought in amusement, whiskers twitching. She also admired their appearances, one was a light-ish brown tom with black Bengal markings, and the other was a brown Bengal tom, neither of them really looked like her but she didn't mind. But she did find her heart squeezed some-what with sadness at their appearances still though, as they looked like their father with their Bengal markings. "I'm sorry you probably won't get to know your father personally, little ones," she whispered with an edge of sorrow in her voice. Fall shook her head at this, she still couldn't do anything about that, so right now; she would focus on naming these two. Glancing a the light-ish brown kitten with black Bengal markings, she found for some reason, her mind going to a memory of Sunfur and her. Where when they had been out in the territory together one day, and noticed some mist and the sun had seemed to have combined together to create a shadow, and at the time; it had seemed like a sign to them. Her heart squeezed with slight sadness despite it being a happy memory, as she knew what she wanted to name this kit. "Shadow...I'll call you Shadow," she whispered with a mixture of happiness and sadness in her voice. Fall then turned her attention to the other kit, the one who reminded her the most of Windfoot. Well, I guess in a way I named Shadow after Sunfur, or a moment I had with him. So I guess I could name this kit after his Father, but I'm not going to call him Wind or Foot, especially the second one, that would be weird, she thought, a brief laugh, before her thoughts continued. No, I'll named him...Breeze, since a breeze is the wind pretty much, right? She thought, giving a small shrug. But now that naming them was over with, she found the reminder of Windfoot bringing some sadness to her again. I really am sorry that they probably won't ever get to know there Father. For some reason, she found her mind drifting to HeatherClan after she thought that, the clan which Windfoot had belonged to before he had left for FlameClan; as she probably didn't stop her thoughts from doing so since it was a bit of relief not to linger on the sadness. The she-cat had been apart of HeatherClan once too, and from the story he had told her, he still probably had family there, didn't he? Maybe...Maybe, even if they probably wouldn't get to know their father, they could get to know his family instead. Yeah...that's what I'll do, once their old enough for traveling, I'll take them to HeatherClan, so they can meet their father's family, she thought, some determination flaring through her. Hopefully they just won't hold it against me for leaving their clan all that time back. She felt a flash of worry at this, but a yawn soon escaped her after that thought, which made her realize how tired she felt. She might have only given birth to two kits, and the birth might have gone well and smoothly, but still, it had left her rather tired. So laying her head down and closing her eyes, one last thought came to her head. But that is for the future, for now, I'm going to get some rest, Fall thought, as she soon was whisked off to the realm of sleep.

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Fall after that event, often found her mind drifting towards the memory of it. Not only because of the lingering guilt, but because she couldn't stop thinking about the familiar movement she had felt in her belly. It had been like something...kicked her, from the inside. She remembered having that feeling before, even though some moons had passed since that had happened. Fall, but at the time having been known by a different name, was lying down in a den; her belly rather swollen. A smile was on her face as she gazed at her belly with unhidden wonder and joy, for within' her belly awaited her first litter. She felt a flash of sadness for a moment, apart of her wishing this would be her second litter. She had been in love with a different tom once, named Sunfur, but they never had a litter, and once he disappeared; the chance to ever have one with him was seemingly gone forever. But she couldn't do anything about that, just like she couldn't do anything about how these kits would grow up without a father. Fall felt her sadness heighten at this thought, but was soon distracted as she felt like something had kicked her belly. The sadness in her eyes was quickly re-placed by a spark of joy, as she lowered her head and nuzzled her belly. "Looks like one of my kits tried to distract me from my sadness, well, looks like he or she succeeded," Fall said as a purr began to rumble throughout her. Fall tried to deny at first, that what she had felt then was not the same thing. But it made sense, if she thought about it. It would explain her steadily growing belly, her almost constant hunger, obviously what she had felt that day; and how she believed she was starting to feel more of those kicks as of late...When she finally couldn't bring herself to deny it any longer, she felt a mix of emotions come quickly crashing down on her. Fall had secretly longed for the chance to become a mother again, to have a shot at being a better mother, or rather, being a mother at all from the start; seeing as what had happened with her first litter. So in a way she was rather excited for this opportunity. But at the same time she felt...bad about the situation they were going to have to be born into. It was obvious to her who the Father was, the father had to be Windfoot, it could be no-one else. This is were she felt bad about the situation they were going to have to be born into. Fall could still clearly remember what Windfoot and her had done which must have resulted in these kits. But she positive neither of them had done it because they wanted kits out of it, the only reason she had done it with him was because she had feelings for him; but she still highly doubted Windfoot had those feelings for her too, so as to why he had done it with her, was not in her knowledge. But that didn't matter, what did matter was that meant these kits were mistake, unwanted. Now, she wasn't saying she didn't want them now that she knew she was carrying them, but she hadn't wanted kits when she had done that; she hadn't wanted kits with a tom was almost positive didn't share her feelings. It also wasn't like she would be a young Mother, which could possibly represent some problems from her being older. There was also the matter that though Fall wanted them, that when it came to Windfoot, that they could be unwanted. She had gotten to know the tom better on her journey with Stream and him, but she still had no way of knowing how he would react to having kits that were "mistakes". Besides, even if he would have a good reaction towards them, as long as he was with FlameClan, there was no way she could deliver the news to him, especially when she decided with these unborn lives she was carrying, that she wasn't going to even get near a clan boarder for awhile. Fall also couldn't recall if Windfoot had said anything about planning for his stay in FlameClan to be temporary or not, but remembering the condition she had left him in, she had a nagging fear, a voice of worry, that said even if he had originally planned for it to be temporary, that it would end up staying there until he took her final breath... Shaking out her fur, Fall was sure there could be other things to be happy and worried about with this pregnancy, but she didn't want to think about it anymore. So she'll leave you with this last statement, even if their father, Windfoot could not be there in there lives, she certainty would; and that she would try to be the best single parent/Mother she could possible be .

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Fall belongs to me.

"Bye Windfoot!" Fall called out one last time as the tom padded away, he didn't verbally respond, but the twitch of his ear was what let her know he had heard her; right before he disappeared into the bushes. She stood there for awhile after that, staring at the spot where he had disappeared and her heart aching. She had parted from two friends today, both which she wasn't eager to part from. She found herself especially unhappy to part from Windfoot, he had roused feelings in her that she hadn't felt in quite some time. While Fall also couldn't bring herself to believe he shared those feelings, apart of her still hoped he did; especially after what had happened between them pretty much right before they had arrived at the clan boarders. It's what made the feeling of wanting to continue to accompany him stronger, but she knew she couldn't; especially since he was going to a forest clan, and FlameClan of all of them of course. It was already a risk enough being right here at the board, but those feelings were also what got her to come so close to this place. It had been moons since she had last come in contact with the clan, but she was sure some cats still lived there that would remember her, and what she had done. The most merciful thing they would do to her if she went, was chase her out of camp and out of their territory. But she had her doubts they would be that merciful, even if the crimes had been committed quite awhile ago. She knew it was always a mistake to make an enemy of FlameClan. Besides, even if they were that merciful, if Scorchpelt was there, and he still planned to commit to his word; he would follow her, and once she was outside the territory he would.... ..... Yeah, she definitely couldn't go back, she was still going to be the coward that wouldn't try and face justice for her crimes. Besides, if she showed up with Windfoot, it would do no good for the tom, for reason she had pretty much just explained; even if he didn't have any knowledge when it came to what she had done. Dear StarClan, she had pretty much already had these thoughts to herself plenty of times since she had ran into Windfoot and learned he was going to FlameClan, it was doing any good thinking about it again, especially since, she realized, she was still lingering by the boarder. Yeah, I really need to get going, Fall thought as she turned around, and some-what quickly began to walk away... Fall awoke, her eyelids slowly open as she then proceed to blink a few times. She didn't get up right away, feeling sadness rise up from the memories of the dream still lingering in her mind. I haven't dreamed about that day in awhile, not that the longest time has passed since then. But even so, I still miss Stream and Windfoot a-, her thought was cut short as her belly let out a loud growl. This caused the she-cat to huff, as she let out an annoyed growl; casting a slight glare at her belly, which had become slightly, but still noticeable larger since she had parted from Windfoot. Ug, I've been getting hungrier a lot more easier lately, so I've been eating more, which I guess must be why I'm getting a bit plump. Maybe I should cut back on how much I eat for a bit, but it's not like I've eaten yet today, so I'll just go look for something to eat now anyways. Fall rose to her feet after she finished that thought, then exited the den; nose quickly twitching as she eagerly looked for the scent of prey. The she-cat, for now, was completely unaware of the true reason for the small expansion of her belly size, and how easily hungry she got; but one day soon, she would know the answer...

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Windfoot and Stream, who is mentioned, belongs to https://bittykitty1.deviantart.com/

Fall belongs to me.

Windfoot belongs to https://bittykitty1.deviantart.com/