Backstory;

Springwind was left on the outskirts of Windclan as a mewling kit with his older brother by a few minutes beside them. The two laid in a heap of fur, no milk, and extremely skinny. It took many days before a patrol had found the helpless kits and brought them into windclan, giving them to a queen to nurse them. The queen was oblige to take them in, having one daughter that she was nursing anyway. She gave them the name Larkkit and Springkit. As the two grew older, Springkit was always the one feeling left out because of his shy state. His brother, Larkkit tried his best to get Springkit out of his shell. Springkit grew close to the queen's young daughter named, Lovekit. A pretty brown and white she cat with striking green eyes. The two were best friends, and Lovekit was the only one who Springkit allowed in his life. As they became apprentices, Larkpaw managed to become one of the popular toms in the clan, very noble, and friendly. Whereas Springpaw stayed to himself, basking as his brother's shadow. Even Lovepaw became distance from him as she was always found tailing after Larkpaw. Springpaw found himself focusing more on his training sessions than his friends. Whatever friends he had at the time. He often would sit alone and watch the other apprentices talk and have fun. His brother, Larkpaw would be among them, cracking jokes and being the it tom. Lovepaw would be cuddled next to him, her eyes bright. Springpaw had found out that he was in love with Lovepaw, and wished that she would notice him, but she was too caught in the spell of his brother, Larkpaw. The tom, in order to get his mind off his complicated life, trained harder, and much more--night and day. He refused to look at any others and only focused on himself. Though he maintained a close relationship with his brother, Larkpaw. Soon, enough as moons passed, the two brothers became warriors. Newly named Larkdance and Springwind. Nothing had changed. Larkdance was loved by many, and Springwind continued to stay to himself. The tom would often keep himself busy by hunting or patrolling, or even spending time with the queens to help them out with the kits. While Larkdance had Lovelorn, Springwind has the company of the many new queens and their kits. One day, as he traveled to the nursery den--having it been his favorite place, he saw a queen nursing two new kits. Both black and white, and he knew that their scent did not come from windclan. Soon enough, the tom found out that the kits came from Ratheart, and that they were the outcome of a forbidden relationship. Springwind took the time to get to know these two kits, taking them under his wing and guiding them. He often told fantasy stories to the kits in the nursery den, or had them practiced their pouncing. He adored taking them outside and playing many games with them. He knew the queens were grateful for him kitsitting for them, as he didn't mind. As the moons went on, the tom knew his heart had broken when Lovelorn was moved into the nursery den, pregnant with his little nieces and nephews. She often told him how excited she was to be a mother, and that she was happy Larkdance was her mate. Springwind felt his heart tearing into many little pieces, as he always had his heart set on her, and never allowed himself to be swoon by the other cats of windclan. One day, as Lovelorn would give birth any minute, Larkdance and Springwind took a walk, wanting to have some brotherly bonding. The two went out deep into the forest, playing a game of tag and not paying heed to their surroundings. Which was something they should had done. A fox awaited their presence, and the two fought as hard as possible. Larkdance was badly injured, his stomach gutted out, and Springwind only could watch the downfall of his brother, tears in his eyes. After that fateful day of losing his brother, Lovelorn was never the same. She looked lifeless in his eyes, but still beautiful as ever. The tom tried with all his might to cheer her up, to no avail. She was simply unhappy, and when she gave birth to a gorgeous brown and white she cat, as she had been, Lovelorn did not show the love that she had for the kit. Instead, she nursed the kit, but was gone the next few days. Springwind was left to raising his niece on his own, and he didn't know how he would do it. He found a nice queen who took in the newly named, Alunakit to nurse. Springwind took care of the queen who cared for his niece--bringing her fresh kill daily and nightly, and cleaning out her moss nest whenever she needed it. Soon, Alunakit was growing up and weaned off milk. Springwind looked at Alunakit as his own daughter, hoping to raise her to be a lovely she cat that her mother was and failed to continue to be. As moons continued to pass, Springwind saw the happiness of the older kits as they turned into apprentices--his niece among them. Before Alunakit was born, Springwind got closer to one of Ratheart's kits named Hunterkit (at the time) so seeing the young kit grow into an apprentice made the tom happy. He was ecstatic to be Hunterpaw's mentor, training and guiding him in the world because he knew how the tom's father was. Springwind became quite smitten to his apprentice, thinking of him as his own son, and treasuring the fun moments that the two shared.