pafp ❆ LEAVE MY DOOR OPEN JUST A CRACK // gift

[Silkpaw]

The nursery is unusually quiet, save for the faint rustling of moss as Silk-kit fusses over her latest creation. A small collection of treasures - shimmering beetle wings, delicate feathers, and a few fine clumps of moss - lies carefully arranged in front of her. The iridescent wings catch the light each time she moves, casting flickering rainbows against the nursery walls. Silk-kit leans back on her haunches, sapphire eyes narrowing as she appraises her work. The intricate accessory is nearly complete, and it's her finest yet. A token of gratitude, meant for Mallowtail, for all the flowers the warrior had so kindly brought her during the long, dreary leaf-bare. One of them is tucked behind her ear today, a delicate blue blossom.

"Just a little more here…" She murmurs to herself, carefully trying to use the moss to hold the wings in place by sticking them into the clump. Her paws move with delicate precision, though every so often, she pauses to admire the glimmer of the beetle wings, her eyes lighting up with satisfaction. By the time she finishes, the accessory is breathtaking, an elegant piece that looks as though it were crafted by StarClan themselves. The small she-kit lifts it gingerly between her paws, tilting her head to admire how the wings sparkle in the weak sunlight filtering through the nursery entrance. A purr of pride rumbles in her throat.

"This is perfect," She whispers, her tail swishing behind her. Mallowtail is going to love it! Yet, instead of dashing off immediately, she sits there, cradling the gift as if reluctant to part with it just yet.

// please wait for @Mallowtail
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[Mallowtail]

Mallowtail always enjoyed bringing back items for the nursery's residents, and occasionally the elderly as well, upon their request. She was reminded of how easy life was to enjoy when she saw the kits' excitement or their elders' smiles over something as basic as that. For once, the nursery is quiet, and she assumes that Bluefrost and the other queens managed to contain the kittens from bouncing off the walls and over camp. Her paws carry her towards the nursery as she catches sight of Silk-kit fumbling with something. Whatever it is, the white and blue-splotched kitten is satisfied with whatever is between her paws. "You're still awake, Silk-kit?" The cream sepia mrrows softly, a smile creasing her lips as she peeks in the nursery. With the exception of the young girl in front of her, the other nursery mates appeared to be napping or exploring the camp.

"What's got you all excited, little princess?" Mallowtail would tease as she calls out the happy swishing of the kit's tail. Had she made a new decoration for camp, or perhaps the young girl had gotten a crush? Who was the lucky gal or boy to attain Silk-kit's crush? Her delicate smile transforms into an ear-to-ear grin at the thought, and she covers her mouth with her paw to conceal it. It was always adorable watching the kits and apprentices with those they crushed on learning about puppy crushes, first love, and more. Personally, Mallow had never experienced it yet but she couldn't wait for the day when she did.

take me to the sun, where the light never fails ✩ tell me youre the one, that our loves never fading

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  𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒍・she/her・moor–runner of windclan
  short-haired cream sepia with high white and honey brown eyes.
  — warrior of windclan | mentoring wasppaw
  — peaceful and healing powerplay permitted
  — "speech" ▪ thoughts ▪ actions
  — penned by yeomna ↛ @yeomnaa on discord

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[SCORCHSTAR]

༄༄ The nursery is not often a destination for the flame-streaked leader; it is not that she dislikes kits or finds them irritating, but she simply has hardly the time to stop by and get wrapped up in some game or another by the rambunctious inhabitants of the nursery. It is a shame, she thinks, because the position of leader tends to make her a welcome sight for both queens and kits. Today she delivers a hare to the nursery on her way to her nest, and pauses on her way back out of the den.

Their attention is drawn not by Silkkit herself, but instead by the cream molly's question. The kit is playing with some sort of thing, something likely acquired from around camp. "That is… quite the object you have," they observe, eyes narrowing curiously as they lean in a bit closer to the kit. It looks to be something shimmery and soft, as are most of the decorative items that Silkkit seems to enjoy creating or playing with. It is unsurprising that the girl seems treasured by most of the clanmates who interact with her, including Mallowtail, who goes so far as to call her a princess. She fits the bill, Scorchstar supposes—bright blue eyes sparkling in the filtered light of the nursery, fur patched with blue and white—but the calico has never felt particularly inclined to entertain the clan's kits like Mallowtail does now. "What is it?"

OF THE FOLKLORE AND THE FABLES ☽♰☾ SHE’S THE TALLEST TALE OF ALL

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• SCORCHSTAR ⋆⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺⋆ she/they, leader of windclan, tunneler
  ༄ small, slim flame-streaked calico with fiery golden eyes. stern and serious, ferociously protective of her clanmates.
  ༄ mate to bluepool ; sibling to rattleheart & rabbitclaw
  ༄ mentor to bilberrypaw & splinterpaw
  ༄ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted
  ༄ penned by foxlore

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[Wasppaw]

I love you, and if you want, I'll call you King

She finds herself drawn to her mentor whenever the older molly appeared. Aching paws and complaining legs drag the moor-runner in training to Mallowtail's side, some part of her aching to ask when their next training session would be - though she would never let the cream sepia know that.
She blinks, Mallowtail bestows the kit the title of 'little princess'. The words bring a soft smile to her lips. Silkkit was adored by many clan mates, and had wormed her way into Wasppaw's heart despite attempts to not get to attached to the kit. She was simply... well meaning. It was something most of her clan mates weren't or had simply lost with time. Silkkit would lose that innocence about her, Wasppaw was sure, but for now every action she did was laced with with this undeniable air of genuine love. It was.. remarkable, really. But perhaps that is the magic of kits queens always talk about.
The smile on her face just barley stretches into something more forced when she lays eyes on Silkkit's creation. She is... wow. That sure is...
"It's pretty." She adds, nodding in support of her leader's question. "It's very pretty."

But why do I lie awake each night thinking
"Instead of you, it should be me"? — penned by Keee, tags
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[JAYKIT]

Jaykit wakes to awed voices and curious questions. Huffing, his head pops up from his nest, the fur atop his head sticking out at odd angles. What could be so interesting that the leader herself visited the nursery? Whatever it is, it better be worth waking up for.

As he stands up and shakes out his sleep-messy pelt, he discovers the source of his everyone's attention; Silk-kit. His denmate is cradling something. What that something is, Jaykit has no idea. Which is par for the course when it comes to Silk-kit; the she-kit has a vivid imagination that he simply couldn't compete with. Most of her creations are things that he never would've thought of. Like this one, a shimmery, soft object. Beetle wings catch the soft light gleaming through the nursery's entrance, casting rainbows upon the walls. Jaykit takes a moment to watch the colors dance across the nursery, his mouth slightly agape. "Woah." He's never seen anything quite like it.

Wasppaw is right; whatever it is, it is pretty. But... "What's it for?" Was it made just to be... pretty?

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• ■■■■■■■ ✶ jaykit. kit of windclan ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ་༘࿐⋆｡𖦹°⋆.ೃ࿔*:･
  𖤓 amab male, he/him | aroace, single
  𖤓ㅤ 3 moons old | ages every 20th
  𖤓ㅤ descendant of barn cats | mentored by none
  𖤓ㅤ sh blue point
  𖤓ㅤ npc xx npc | close with ???
  𖤓ㅤ written by nico, ic opinions | tags‎

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[Silkpaw]

The attention from so many cats sets Silk-kit's chest puffing with pride. Her sapphire eyes practically glow as she holds the creation a little higher for all to see. Finally, someone is appreciating her hard work! She flashes Mallowtail a warm smile first, her tail swishing behind her in excitement. "It's for you, Mallowtail! It's a 'thank you' for the flowers you always bring me and for treating me so kindly," She purrs, her delicate voice brimming with confidence. The kit hesitates only briefly before taking the accessory in her teeth and padding over to the cream molly to gently place it at her paws. "See how the beetle wings shine like starlight? I thought it would suit you perfectly."

She turns her attention to Scorchstar next, her heart fluttering at the leader's curiosity. Scorchstar herself is interested in my work…again! Silk-kit feels a surge of validation, enough to warm her fur. "It's not just an object," She explains earnestly. "It's meant to make someone happy. Don't you think a little beauty makes the world better?" Just like the Tallrock! Then, her gaze flits to Wasp-paw, and she dips her head in gratitude for the apprentice's compliment, "Thank you, Wasp-paw!" She enthusiastically trills, giving the moor runner a soft smile.

Finally, she looks at Jaykit, whose awed expression makes her whiskers twitch with delight. It's hard to impress the tom-kit, and she's finally done it! The ivory-furred girl steps closer, leaning in slightly as if to share a secret. "I could teach you how to make something like this, Jaykit. Maybe for someone you care about?" She says conspiratorially, grinning. Surely that will win him over to be her friend! Silk-kit then steps back, her chest still puffed and tail high, basking in the admiration of her clanmates.
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[Mallowtail]

Scorchstar appearing beside her makes her ears perk in surprise when the calico lingers longer than she usually does. The fresh scent of freshkill catches her attention from Silk-kit's project as she notes the rabbit and nods approvingly before addressing her star-blessed leader in greeting. "Hey Scorchstar~ Nice catch; I bet all the kits are going to be stuffed once they finish it." The cream sepia would state with a toothy smile. Scorchstar always gave it her all, and it was undeniable that she had a cozy interior concealed beneath the glacial wall that many people perceive to be unapproachable. Jaykit and Wasp-paw both make similar comments on the young kit's beautiful craftsmanship. They were right, it was very beautiful! She was astounded by Silk-kit's ability to decorate and make such things, and she can only speculate about what else she might make as she gets older and starts gathering her own things while on patrol.

The ivory and blue kitten's answer shocks her and she responds after, "For me? Aww... Silk-kit, you didn't have to! Thank you, I'll treasure it." Mallowtail mrrows as she gently places the object closer to her as her lips curl in a smile. Did she shine like the sunlight? She's never received a gift before, and it makes her look at Silk-kit before hugging the young girl for a second. "I can't wait to decorate my nest with this; it's the first gift I've ever gotten. I love it so much!" Little did Silk-kit know, she unlocked a flurry of future flowers and gifts from the moor runner.

take me to the sun, where the light never fails ✩ tell me youre the one, that our loves never fading

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  𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒍・she/her・moor–runner of windclan
  short-haired cream sepia with high white and honey brown eyes.
  — warrior of windclan | mentoring wasppaw
  — peaceful and healing powerplay permitted
  — "speech" ▪ thoughts ▪ actions
  — penned by yeomna ↛ @yeomnaa on discord

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