camp April showers, May flowers || o. Prompt

[Lakepaw.]

[ ༻ ❊ ༺ ] Flowers had bloomed everywhere, from within the walls of camp and as he could tell, the outside of camp too. Many warriors came back with flowers clumped into their fur, some of them would detangle them and decorate their nests. Yet, the flowers that grew plenty in camp were mostly left untouch and this got Lakekits own thoughts brewing as he gently began to nip and pluck some of the flowers, ranging from different colors... pink, white, violet...blue... there were so many of them, and he quicky grabbed as much as he could before approaching one of his clanmates.

Slowly he began to tangle the flowers into their fur, a wary look in his gaze as they look at the other's gaze before continue to work on placing the flowers in their fur. His handiwork was awkward compared to many others but he wanted to help make them even more pretty and hopefully, they'll show it off to the rest of the clan. "Any colors you like the most?" he asked before pulling a white flower closer to him. The blue wing of the butterfly that Sheepkit had gifted him tucked nearly behind his ear, after all his clanmates had called him pretty so he decided to keep the decoration in his fur.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── Somewhere beyond the broken lullabies ──┐‎

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  "speak""Thoughts"
  
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  Lakekit ❊ AMAB, He/Him, Kit of Windclan, 4 moons.
  ⭃ LH Rosette Lynx Minx with low white and bi-color eyes, blind in left eye
  ⭃ NPC X NPC
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted (ask first) / / underline and tag when attacking
  ↛ see battle info here
  ⭃ penned by Ryn ↛ @/Rynnaro on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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Flowers can make some beautiful decorations! Pick a place in camp (or perhaps a clanmate) and pretty it / them up !!! feel free to be the cat hes decorating!))

 

[Grasspaw]

𓆝 . ° ✦ Grasskit had been dozing in the warm new-leaf sun, eyes merely slits, when he feels Lakekit touching him. "Huh?" He mumbled, looking over to see what was happening to his fur. Flowers? Awesome! "Oh! I, um, I like the pink ones," He mewed. He was less sleepy now.

But... pink wasn't exactly a strong color. Whatever. It didn't matter, right? It was just flowers. "I think I'll look like the bravest warrior of all," he joked, trying to cover up his embarrassment with his own answer. What Ferretkit had said the day he'd had a ladybug had stuck with him a bit. Did she really think he couldn't be like that? Whatever. It didn't matter.

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ooc Information

• ooc: — mans is having is first insecurity :'(
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  NAME — HE/HIM ･ 3 MOONS ･ KIT & WINDCLAN ･ PENNED BY TWITCHTAIL

  Small fawn tabby with pale green eyes.
  "speak" thoughts action
  — peaceful, healing, and minor injury powerplay allowed

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[sparkspirit]

His earliest memories are of leafbare. Running around the frosted camp with his sister, challenging each other around the bends. That these kittens were born into a world of greenery is– bizarre, but not that awful, really. It feels good. It also feels as if they have things easier than he ever did, which is an unwelcome thought as green as envy. (Poor form to envy kittens, he knows. He bites it down and swallows like bile.) "Better yet," Sparky jokes lightly, smile twitching unevenly across his mouth, "You'll smell better than any of us warriors." The warrior glides smoothly to his belly and crawls a few bits closer to the pair so that he is stretched out and lazy nearer to their heights. "Running means we lose most of the flowers. Lakekit will have to get them in really well."

𝘛𝘈𝘕𝘎𝘓𝘌𝘋 𝘐𝘕 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘞𝘖𝘙𝘋𝘚 𝘛𝘏𝘈𝘛 𝘐  ･｡ﾟ  🗲  ╱╱ 02.13.2023 𝘊𝘈𝘕𝘕𝘖𝘛 𝘚𝘈𝘠 ˊˎ＜

• OOC. —
• 🗲　　. 　 ˚　.  SPARKSPIRIT. HE - HIM - HIS. 17 MOON OLD MOOR RUNNER OF WINDCLAN. VERY LOYAL TO HIS CLAN. PENNED BY REVELATIONS.  ————
  
  
  ——  a trim mock tortoiseshell tom with mostly black fur splashed with the occasional patch orange. he has a singular white mark on the back of his neck shaped similarly to a lightning strike, and a small scar across the bridge of his nose. his eyes are a shocking electric blue.
  

  ✦ ECHOLIGHT x ELMBREEZE. ADOPTED BY YEWBERRY. BRIGHTFAM, BUT SOMEWHAT ESTRANGED DUE TO HIS LOYALTY TO WINDCLAN. ————————

• "speech"

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[RABBITCLAW]

"Can't believe you made a dig at us warriors, but it's true we stink," she interrupts the small group as she pads to them. Her tail flicks in greeting towards the fellow warrior while smirking at the pair of kits. "Which means you'll stink like us soon. OoooOOOooo you don't wanna be stinky." She's going to be throwing Sparkspirit under the buss if another warrior approaches and demands why is she saying they reek. To be fair most of them didn't smell too bad. There's only a few she has in mind, but flowers have always helped. Even one can aid in improving ones scent and charm.

Rabbitclaw herself wouldn't mind if she was given some by others (mainly kits), but personally she saw no point in it. She was a tunneler after all. No one would be able to see them and tell her how nice she looked, other than know she wore them due to smell. I just think it'd be a hassle for us tunnelers if we all had flowers. There's already too many scents to keep track of. "Sparky here is right though. We'll have to either get them on you really well or make you roll around in 'em."

* ˚ ✦ take a good look

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  — rabbitclaw / windclan tunneler / feminine pronouns / 48 moons
  — pansexual / single, crushing on fogbound / not looking
  — scar riddled short-haired lilac tortoiseshell with blue eyes
  — may powerplay minor harm / can powerplay healing
  — biography / @ on discord for plots
  — penned by velou

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[MIDNIGHTPAW]

Midnightkit wandered over to her brother with a thoughtful look on her face, watching quietly as Lakekit wove a few flower blossoms into his fur. She plopped herself down beside the pair of fellow kittens and idly rested her chin on Grasskit’s shoulder as the other child worked his Magic. In truth, the dark-furred girl was much more fond of bugs and strange-looking rocks than she was flowers, but she could still see some merit in the ones that held the most unique charms. Regardless, they sure looked nice on her brother, and she blinked softly up at Lakekit as she lifted her head. “I think you’ll look pretty with pink,” she mewed in reply to Grasskit’s choice of color. She didn’t think much of the warriors comments about him smelling weird, since as far as she was concerned, anyone could be stinky sometimes.

 

[LAVENDERTWIST]

▲ Much like her newly gifted name the softly-colored molly adored plant life. After being set free from the two-legs she had always cherished the soft grass beneath her paws and the glorious scents brought on by new leaf. Colors popped in every which way and her mind felt at peace. Idly, she had wrapped herself up in a ball, purring contentedly as she sniffed a batch of yellow florals. It all smelled so inviting and as her new clanmates chattered on a peace overcame the boxy feline. Lazily, her gaze shifted at Grasskit's shy remark and Lavenderpaw couldn't help but feel a pinch of adoration.

It was an awfully precious remark. Brightly, she chipped in alongside Midnightkit. "I think pink is a wonderful color on ya!" Lighthearted laughter bubbled from her chest as she looked down at the tiny petals between her paws. This time her voice fell into a softer volume. "My favorite color is yellow." Peeking out from the tall stalks of grass and budding florets she beamed a toothy grin.

▲ OOC ▲ PHYSICAL ▲ INFO

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  © nya​
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  △ SH cream tabby/seal point w/low white and blue eyes
  △ child of npc x npc ; sibling to cherry and jelly
  △ apprentice of windclan ; ex-kittypet ; ex-barncat
  △ 10 moons old ; birthday 08/22 ; ages realistically
  △ AMAB ; trans fem ; she/her
  △ lesbian ; homoromantic ; single
  △ "speech", thought, attack, powerplay
  △ peaceful powerplay allowed
  △ penned by tasmagoric
  

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[FOXGLARE]

⁀➷ "Do we smell bad? Don't think I smell bad..." Foxglare said quietly, perhaps a touch self-consciously, as he found his place near the other warriors. Rabbitclaw seemed to be mostly joking around when she warned the kits that they would stink when they were promoted like they allegedly did. The unobtrusive grassiness of the moorland didn't cling distastefully to their pelts like some of their... slimier scented neighbors. And he thought himself relatively conscientious about his hygiene... He didn't stink, right?

"Flowers'll fall off eventually, but they'll look fine while ya have'em," Foxglare commented, still internally concerned about potential reek-levels but trying to keep a level head about it.

HOW COULD YOU THINK, DARLIN, ⁀➷☾⁺₊ ID SCARE SO EASILY?

• OOC:
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  — sun . fox . foxpaw . foxglare
  — he/him. 15mo moor-runner of windclan. currently mentoring sunlitpaw.
  — a large, scarred white and golden tabby tom with grey eyes
  — smells like dewy oak and sedge
  — sounds like leon kennedy, with a vague texan drawl.
  — the straight-faced and taciturn adopted son of houndthistle, lived as a twolegplace loner until 7 moons old, now a moor-runner of windclan. steadfast and reserved, in an era of attempting to forge bonds with others and create a future to look toward.
  — “speech”, thoughts, attack
  — fullbody by antiigone, hs by tropics
  — penned by eezy

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[Quietcrow]

"Maybe to,, the flowers,, we smell bad" Quietpaw mumbled, not so subtly sniffing his fur. Each clan had a different scent, and he'd like to imagine that his clan would smell like the grass and flowers that they ran through. Oh, the tumblers might smell like dirt and dust. All together, smelling cozy to him. Unless another cat steps in something unpleasant. Ew. The warriors were most likely just messing around, which cracked a smile on his face. Joining the others in the group.

"With those flowers on,, you look like the most courageous cat,, in the clan" Quietpaw complimented Grasskit. It's nice to see kits having a good time, free from any worries. Pink flowers and taking naps are a pleasant way to enjoy the day. It was definitely a struggle for him to relax back when he was a kit.
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