Brown'Ear:

``Brown'Ear was stunned. She was so happy that the other cat was so supportive of her and that Holly'Fern thought that she was suited well for the position! Holly'Fern really was the most sweet cat around and definitely lovely. Brown'Ear thought to herself, that she should start spending more time with the queen, not only because of this encounter but because of all little and a bit larger encounters that the two cats have had. Brown'Ear saw Holly'Fern hesitate a bit before she sat back and swished her tail. Was the other too scared to have any physical contact? Or was it because Holy'Fern wasn't sure if she'd like it?``

"I'm so happy, that you think I'm the right cat for the job! And thank you so much for your support. I really appreciate it. You are such a nice and friendly cat, I hope you know that..."

``Brown'Ear hope that Holly'Fern would be alright with the little head rub that she gave the queen, after which she quickly returned to sit Infront of her. Maybe they could do something together before Ollie came back? But if he's our of camp, she was the one supposed to make sure that everything was alright.. Maybe Holly'Fern had an idea..``

"Holly'Fern, do you want to do something together? It would have to be something in camp though, because Ollie doesn't seem to be here, so I'll have to make sure the clan is alright."

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-P.O.V. Holly’Fern-
-Location: WindClan Camp-

Holly’Fern glowed with happiness at Brown’Ear’s praise. She leaned into her for a brief moment until the deputy returned to her place.
“I really try my best!” She said happily, her Mis-matched eyes glowing brightly.
“Of course I’d like to do something with you! And I definitely don’t want to interfere with your duties.” She was overjoyed at Brown’Ear’s invitation to spend more time together. She shifted her gaze to the rest of the camp, thinking about what they could do in camp. Her gaze rested on the elders den.
“Hmm, we could go pay the elders a visit. I know they always enjoy the company, especially when there’s no kits to interrupt their naps..” She glanced toward the nursery sadly, but quickly regained her regular cheerful expression. “Or we could see if any of the dens need to be cleaned up, or the nests. But thats all mostly work..” She trailed off again. What did clan cats usually do to pass the time? She wasn’t quite sure.
“We could always just hang out in a sun spot and talk for a bit..” She added, now turning back to Brown’Ear for her input.

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Brown'Ear:

``Brown'Ear smiled, she was happy that the other cat had agreed to her invitation.``

"Oh you really don't interfere my duties, right now there is nothing to do, hunting patrols are out already as well as border patrols. And your idea is great, why don't we just sit down somewhere and relax a bit, I'm sure we have the time for that. And a bit of talking wouldn't be bad either."

``The cat was glad to have such a nice clan mate, whom she could talk to without having to fear about anything. ``

"Then let's go."

``She began walking towards the elders' den. Turning her head to look if the other was following.``

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"You're a great hunter!" Owl'eyes complimented, watching as the other dropped his rabbit to chase after another. It was quite the good catch, and would surely feed quite a few cats. He didn't bother trying to hide his glee, looking over the haul with a bright smile and equally bright eyes, At hearing the others words he gave a hum of agreement as he bent down to scoop up his catch, waiting for Maple'patch to do the same before heading back to camp.

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Maple'Patch:

``Maple'Patch, smiled a bit at the compliment, that was nice of Owl'eyes. He was happy about the good catch and about his company. He looked at the other tom, seeing him happy, made him happy as well. Maple'Patch picked up his catch, and headed back to camp with Owl'eyes. ``

"Great catch! A lot of cats will thank you for this hunt." ``Brown'Ear who had walked towards the elders' den, followed by Holly'Fern, commented.``

``Maple'Patch bowed his head Infront of the deputy and continued to the prey pile, feeling great about the compliment. He hoped that the other tom followed after him.``

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-P.O.V. Holly’Fern-
-Location: WindClan Camp-

“Alright!” Holly’Fern followed cheerfully after the deputy, her tail waving in the air, and her ears perked up high. She always enjoyed visiting the elders, and making sure their nests were clean and warm. She was aware that was usually an apprentice task, but she just liked to make them happy.
“Oh, hang on a moment!” She called quickly, swerving to stop at the fresh-kill pile. “We might as well bring some food!” She grabbed a few pieces and hurried back to Brown’Ear. “So,” she continued, mumbling over the prey in her mouth. “What do you like about this clan-life? What do you miss about your old life?” She asked, genuinely curious, hoping it might be something she could help with. She knew some of the other warriors might be having some trouble settling in, but she wasn’t sure about Brown’Ear, so she wanted to be sure she could help if needed.

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``Berryfrost had been watching most of the clan cats from the warrior's den, making his own opinions of them silently. Berryfrost wasn't exactly the friendliest cat, but he respected his clan members all the same, even if he didn't agree with some views and how soft their lifestyle seemed outside of clan duties. He himself had abandoned the comforting shelter that he once shared with Ollie and their twoleg long ago, and even though he may miss it, he never regretted the decision.

``Even if Berryfrost thought lesser of his clanmates, he did know that they had the ability to be just as great as the other clans with practice, however, he didn't think many of the cats here were ready for a fight.
Back when Ollie had first started finding cats and grouping them up into this clan, things were much different then. Their elder twoleg wasn't as forgetful and sick, so it was hard for either of the two to escape the twoleg den. This was almost two seasons ago, and something worry-full pricked inside of Berryfrost as leaf-fall slowly began.

``The clan leaders had spoken to Ollie in private about some sort of truce until the end of the second leaf-bare. After that, Windclan would be treated as any other clan. At the start of the second leaf-fall, they'd be invited to the first gathering. Ollie had told him as they laid in the twoleg den that night many moons ago.
Now that Berryfrost thought about it, he doesn't believe Ollie had mentioned this to any other cat besides maybe their current deputy. It may explain why the large orange tom was constantly moving in and out of camp replacing bedding, fixing dens, etcetera.

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``Ollie had been trailing in and out of camp all day, bringing stuff in, taking old and stale bedding out. Currently, he was near twoleg place ontop of a regularly climbed fence. The large orange mainecoone still had his blue collar on, but it was hidden underneath his long fur rather well. The tom had never been one to be too worried, but lately he's been losing fur with how stressed he was getting. He was rather well at hiding the parts of him he didn't think others would need to worry about, only ever wanting cats to think he was a strong, friendly, and optimistic cat.

``He wasn't particularly worried about his clanmates, in fact, he had an absurd amount of faith in them. He truly believed if something happened, together they could all hold down the fort. Or, the clan, in this case.

``As he stared out into the poppy field from the elevated view ontop of his twolegs fence, he looked to the other side of him at the closed glass sliding door that had just let him out this morning. There was one thing he had never told Berryfrost or any other cat, and frankly, he didn't like it. The other clan leaders had told him that in order for him to be leader, he had to stop returning back to the two-leg den he knew for so long. Ollie knew that he could simply step down as leader, but he was also worried that he may start showing up less and less to the clan if he didn't have that responsibility looming over him.

``It also didn't help that his two-leg was getting weaker. A part of him hoped they would pass before the time came, but it looked as if they might make it to the next year at least, and there wasn't a fur on his body that wanted to abandon the creature that he loved so much, and loved him the same in turn, just when it was getting close to the end of their days.

``Sometime within the next few nights, one of the leaders in the other clans would invite them to an official gathering for their first time, the medicine cats would visit the moonstone together soon, and each border at the edge of each clan camp would be protected with unsheathed claws. Though, he was pretty sure they already started that last one.

``Ollie was worried no doubt, his eyes narrowed as his gaze returned to the poppies. During the winter, or leafbare, they might die. The flowers barely survived the heat, but it was what was giving the cats shelter from being seen so easily by any twoleg that passed by, or watched from afar by an enemy with evil intentions. His biggest fear was the clans unwelcoming Windclan, even if Starclan told a medicine cat or two that their presence was necessary.

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Owl'eyes followed after Maple'patch into camp, pausing as the deputy spoke. He made a muffled sound that sounded like a 'thank you!', though it was hard to tell by the rabbits fur in his jaws. Once at the fresh kill pile he deposited his catch, offering a nod in the other's direction. "That was fun, we should do it again sometime!"

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Silver'thorn gathered up her collected herbs, making her way to camp. She chose the well worn path back to camp, stepping along the now flattened poppy plants as so many cats before her had. She held tightly but gently to the bundle of herbs, all wrapped up in a large leave to carry them all. When she got back, she would properly store and count them all, maybe get some rest later. (You can interact w/Silver'thorn if you'd like Nikrypto!)

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``The large tom jumped down from the fence post, his paws making large prints in the ground behind him, trailing as he walked back into the poppy field. Ollie expected to not come across anyone, his ears still drooped at the occasional thought of having to pick one or the other. Being a kittypet was fine, but only because of his old twoleg. Being a wildcat dedicated to the clan sounds like something some other cat could do better than him, but it was his responsibility until he backs down. He had no idea what to tell Shadowclan, Thunderclan, or Riverclan if they found out he hadn't yet decided all this time. And if he decided to quit all together, he had no words for Windclan. The least he could be thankful for was not being an official leader and having 'nine lives' given by Starclan.

``As he continued to track further down into the poppies on a worn path, he recognized a scent that hit his nostrils almost too late, barely seeing the thick she-cat ahead of him since he was so lost in thought. He noticed a couple of loose stems hanging onto the ends of her tail fur for dear life, wondering if his bushy tail had any stray followers as well.

``"Silverthorn!" He sounded shocked before he quickly replaced his gloomy face with a genuine smile. "What a sight for sore eyes. How's everything?"

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SIlver'thorns ears pricked, and the large she cat turned around. Oh, it was Ollie. She dropped her herb bundle, placing a paw lightly atop it so it didn't float away in the breeze. She gave a slight dip of her head towards the leader in respect before speaking.

"Hello. Things have been fine, just collecting some herbs." She took a moment to look the other over thoughtfully. While it was true that she wasn't the best around cats, she did like to consider herself pretty observant, though she'd have to be blind to not see that something was definitely troubling the leader. It was why she didn't bring up her meeting with that odd loner, there was no use bothering him with silly little things like that.

"Something is bothering you. Perhaps you'd like to share?"

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Maple'Patch:
@Nill
``Maple'Patch nodded, happily. He was glad the other tom was happy about the hunt. They definitely should go hunting together again! He dropped his prey on the pile and turned to the other. ``

"We should, we hunt well together." ``he was careful with his words, as to not seem too demanding, but secretly he was glad to have the other cat around.``

``Maple'Patch picked up a piece of the fresh kill pile and walked to the warriors den, sitting down Infront of it. He hoped that the other would follow suit, but he wasn't sure about it.``

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Brown'Ear:
@Nikrypto @Nill
``Brown'Ear just left the elders den when she saw Ollie, talking to Silver'Thorn. The leader didn't seem too happy, which straight away lowered Brown'Ears good mood. She decided to walk over to him, hoping to be able to take some of the pain or sorrow off his shoulders. As she was close enough, she spoke: "Good day Silver'Thorn, hello Ollie" she bowed her head infront of the two important cats. "Is something wrong? May I help or is it between the two of you?" she carefully asked.``

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``Ollie froze for a moment as he tried to think of a quick response, but just as he thought he found one, another cat had joined the conversation. The tom looked between the two quickly before sighing, his gaze then scanned the area to make sure no other cat could hear what he was going to say before lowering his voice.

``"There is something I've been meaning to tell you two, and eventually the clan, but I never really was able to get to it." His voice was a slow whisper, uncertainty coated it as he hesitated. "We're coming close to our second winter... uh, leaf-bare, I think. The truce we have had with all the clans will expire, and we will also be expected to attend monthly gatherings," he stopped before nodding his head towards Silverthorn before continuing, "and you, the Moonstone with other medicine cats. I'm not sure if you've been there yet or even met them. I'm not even sure if you believe in Starclan, but it sounds like a requirement you'll have to fake if you don't."

``His attention was brought back to the deputy, Brownear, almost as if he wanted to say something else, but decided to continue with a different thought. "I am worried... I know that we were given two years solely so the three clans could get used to our presence without being bombarded by it, but I'm concerned we might not be ready to meet them just yet." Ollie added a quiet 'I know I'm not.' with a flick of his tail to disregard what he'd said.

``As Ollie looked between the two cats, his gaze shifted downwards for a few moments. Despite getting it off of his chest, it didn't make him feel any better. He couldn't tell them what else was bothering him because it was personal and probably only something Berryfrost could help him with, seeing as they shared the same twoleg at one point.

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Silver'thorns ear twitched as another cat joined them in the poppy fields, turning her head to see Brown'ear. She gave a slight nod of acknowledgement in the others direction before turning back around the face Ollie. Her face didn't change as he spoke, though she gave a slight incline of her head at the mention of medicine cat gatherings, and going to the Moonstone.

It wasn't something that she had forgotten about, though not exactly something she was excited about either. She couldn't imagine it would be a pleasant experience, but kept any negative thoughts to herself, absentmindedly curling the bundle of herbs closer to herself as a gust of gentle wind blew up.

"There's no sure way to gauge when Windclan will be ready to meet and join the others officially; perhaps never. But there's nothing one can do but prepare their mind for when the day comes. That, and to have a little bit of faith that things will not end in a complete mess."

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. The white and orange shecat seemingly appeared out of nowhere. The moss that dangled just in front of her eye swaying slowly in the whispering breeze.

' ' Oh! Don't tell me I'm interrupting something. I am so sorry. ' '

A small purr of apology came from her, tilting her head in curiosity as a few flakes of dirt fell from her neck.

' ' I was just trying to catch a rabbit, actually. ' '

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