Long Legs Can Step You Closer to Failure (CLOSED)

OoC: Since he's getting his name now I'mma just pretend he just got it for this topic.

Kestrelstorm decided he wanted to walk WindClan alone as a warrior for the first time. It felt weird; it felt like independence and a dependent responsibility at the same time. He felt old now, joining the ranks with his father and his sister, whom had been made a warrior before him. He didn't need Falconstar's permission to leave camp anymore; he couldn't be told to pick out ticks from the elders by some weird warrior. He was in the running to have his own apprentice. He could now fully live up to Falconstar's name and his legacy, now that he was a full member of the clan. Without his knowing, his paws had taken him to the border between RiverClan and WindClan. Sitting on a hill, he gazed into the territory in which he had walked as a young apprentice, back when he was shorter than his dad. He actually talked to Feathertail there; that's where he fell in love. And that's where it ended, too.

Kestrelstorm felt alone now. His ambition for training had left him with no close friends. His sister was distant from the many moons since kithood of indifference to her. The truth of the matter is, he didn't even feel kinship to his father or mother anymore. Falconstar was his true father, the cat whom raised him to live up to his legacy. Kestrelstorm could only hope he would be given the chance soon.

With a wary sniff, he padded down the hill and decided to mark the border. He walked along the edges, pausing every few seconds.

Firestream padded towards the edge of Riverclan's borderline which was edged by the moors that signified Windclan's vast territory. The ginger and gray tabby she-cat scanned the horizon. She squinted into the deathly glare of the sun that was sinking below the horizon. A figure of a cat was moving towards her direction. The warrior's head cocked but she continued on, but casually staid close to the border out of curiosity.

As Kestrelstorm made his way down the border, his eyes rested on a RiverClan cat. A she-cat. A beautiful one, but still RiverClan... He couldn't help himself. He drew nearer to the she-cat whom he eventually recognized as Firestream. He had always thought she was pretty, but right now she was gorgeous. He felt his pelt burning besides the chilly air. "Hello," he called apprehensively.

Firestream's eyes darted to the cat coming towards her and her mind directed her to a very familiar cat. Kestrelstorm. She remembered him from gatherings. The ginger she-cat shrugged and thought it'd be okay to exchange a few words with the tom. Firestream felt guilty for thinking of him as handsome. The she-cat stopped at her border as the Windclan tom stopped and called out.
"Hi," she replied with a smile.

"Is all well in RiverClan?" Kestrelstorm asked polightly, tearing at the ground with his claws. He shouldn't be doing this, but he was so lonely. He felt the weight of the moors on his shoulders. He flicked his ears, trying to hear if any other can was coming.

Firestream gave her own form of a shrug.
"Riverclan is fairing quite well, how is Windclan?" Firestream replied. Her ginger and gray tail flicked just a bit. She kept a calm posture even though she was pretty nervous and excited on the inside.

"WindClan is well as well. My clan mates are fit and strong." he said with a nod, even though doubt clouded his eyes. Was Falconstar alright? Kestrelstorm looked up at the sky as a harsh wind buffeted both of their fur. Kestrelstorm instinctively dug his claws in and swayed slightly with the wind while flattening his ears. When the strong burst finally calmed, he was chilled to the bone. "Do you get gusts like that in RiverClan territory much?" he asked in curiosity.

Firestream felt the rush of wind and she flinched at the piercing cold wind. The she-cat gave a small frown as she shivered.
"No we don't unless we're near this border," Firestream let out a small laugh.

Kestrelstorm laughed, sitting down and curling his long tail around his large paws. "We get them all the time. It doesn't even take a brain cell to think about when they happen now!" he laughed again. "When I was a new apprentice, I got blown down a hill!" Kestrelstorm purred.

Firestream settled down onto the ground as Kestrelstorm did so as well. She let out an amused laugh.
"Once when I was an apprentice, Inwas fooling around on the Stepping Stones with some other apprentices then I fell into the water," Firestream chuckled.

"Stepping Stones? What are those?" he asked curiously. It was clear he wasn't prying, just curious because he didn't know the territory well.

Firestream looked over at the reeds then back at Kestrelstorm.
"Near the Thunderclan Border," Firestream mewed.

OOC: I feel like I got this wrong lol

"I mean, what do they do? Are they just an area to play at?" Kestrelstorm inquired harder, curiosity surging through him.