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Your character stumbles on budding flowers, the first they've seen of the season. Who do they tell first and why?
It wasn't something he'd gone looking for, no. The day seemed as bleak as any other. Perhaps if you searched, the snow would seem just a bit thinner, the birds just a bit louder. If you watch, if you listen, perhaps the ruffle of feathers permeated the air. Still, the frost felt just as biting beneath his pads. The search for herbs is always ongoing, thanks to the beasts they shared this forest with. Beasts Blaise insisted on healing. Hardly deserving of his sun-golden crop... Strangely, the deputy hasn't fallen dead yet, despite the strangeness of the remedy given. His disappointment is somewhat palpable. But alas, Blaise had shown his face in the end, he would not have been happy. Better for them anyhow, if they could get away with such a thing.
It isn't so crucial, what he finds this time. Something, anything, his voice sings a melodious plea. Exaggerations of their grandeur, embellishments of their beauty. They stirred beneath the snow, he knew. Carefully, his paws sift through the snow, and they catch on the hint of something– a stem. Closer, he peers, not with the eyes of hope, but rather, of victory. A triumphant smile curls closer, though... it isn't just any herb, but a blooming flower. And further still, he lays eyes on further budding. Frost-locked, but alive. The first signs of newleaf.
And of course... flowers also implied something else entirely.
To the nearest patrol member, he calls. "You, come here. Look." To the shimmering buds, he nods. They would be pretty, were their origins not so similar. Reguardless, the fact was, they're important. And Dawnglare lifts his gaze to the treetops. Freely, he moves, willowy wisps flowing between trunks. There, he sees it, a hive. And there, the first signs of a stir. He blinks at the apprentice. Wide-eyed, warring stare. Though he smiles, still. No further word. "Fetch me some honey."
[ Talking to @Quillpaw &. obligatory @Fireflypaw tag <3 (lesson on how to make others do your work for you) ]
It wasn't something he'd gone looking for, no. The day seemed as bleak as any other. Perhaps if you searched, the snow would seem just a bit thinner, the birds just a bit louder. If you watch, if you listen, perhaps the ruffle of feathers permeated the air. Still, the frost felt just as biting beneath his pads. The search for herbs is always ongoing, thanks to the beasts they shared this forest with. Beasts Blaise insisted on healing. Hardly deserving of his sun-golden crop... Strangely, the deputy hasn't fallen dead yet, despite the strangeness of the remedy given. His disappointment is somewhat palpable. But alas, Blaise had shown his face in the end, he would not have been happy. Better for them anyhow, if they could get away with such a thing.
It isn't so crucial, what he finds this time. Something, anything, his voice sings a melodious plea. Exaggerations of their grandeur, embellishments of their beauty. They stirred beneath the snow, he knew. Carefully, his paws sift through the snow, and they catch on the hint of something– a stem. Closer, he peers, not with the eyes of hope, but rather, of victory. A triumphant smile curls closer, though... it isn't just any herb, but a blooming flower. And further still, he lays eyes on further budding. Frost-locked, but alive. The first signs of newleaf.
And of course... flowers also implied something else entirely.
To the nearest patrol member, he calls. "You, come here. Look." To the shimmering buds, he nods. They would be pretty, were their origins not so similar. Reguardless, the fact was, they're important. And Dawnglare lifts his gaze to the treetops. Freely, he moves, willowy wisps flowing between trunks. There, he sees it, a hive. And there, the first signs of a stir. He blinks at the apprentice. Wide-eyed, warring stare. Though he smiles, still. No further word. "Fetch me some honey."
[ Talking to @Quillpaw &. obligatory @Fireflypaw tag <3 (lesson on how to make others do your work for you) ]
