camp CRUSH AND CRUMPLE || Leaf murder

[Pearlypaw]

Pearlykit was fascinated by these leaves. They were all different shades of color... He thought they were supposed to be green! But these ones were red, orange, brown.... It was weird. The brown ones were especially fun to play with. They crunched and crinkled and the noise was such a delight to him. It was a brief respite from the reality he was in, a moor cat chased from his home and forced to stay in a clan of cats he didnt know. The crisp evening air was full of delighted squeals as Pearlykit pounced on every crunchy leaf around the camp he could, having the time of his life with this cool new thing. He was covered in dirt and leaf bits, but that didn't stop him. That was a problem for whoever decided to groom him later.

Barrelling into a leafpile and being consumed by it, he began to thrash around and claw wildly at the leaves, shredding and biting them to bits. growls can be heard from the shifting pile as Pearlykit tears it apart.

"YOU'RE NO MATCH FOR ME, FUNNY LEAVES!" He declares, squeaky voice cracking. The ferocious growling continues and the slaughter of leaves does not stop.

Eventually he does run out of breath, and lays still in the pile of shredded leaves. Panting, he decides to rest a moment to catch his breath. Imagine if these leaves were cats! He was going to be SUCH a good warrior. Utterly unstoppable.​

 

[sandthorn]

the sound of wild thrashing does not miss sandthorn's ears, and from where she is standing it appears that a leaf pile has been granted the burden of life. it certainly wouldn't be the most outlandish thing she has witnessed this moon, see windclan occupying the sandy hollow.

instead of watching from the sidelines, the young warrior approaches. after all, he was only a kit. a squeaky voice declares dominance over the leaves just before the kitten's movement lulls to recover from the spent energy. "you sure showed them, what do you plan to conquer next? i hear there's a mound of unruly sticks somewhere around here," she hums, sitting not far from the pale kit and licking a white paw.

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  SANDTHORN ✩ she/her, warrior of thunderclan, fourteen moons
  ⭃ sandthorn is a stocky fawn ticked tabby with a golden gaze. born a loner, she was abandoned soon after birth and taken into thunderclan by hollow tree. she is a laid back molly with a good heart and a strong drive to protect her clan, but she does have a hot-headed streak that can coax her into irrational decisions. like most thunderclanner's, she is distrustful of outsiders and committed to her duties.
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking ↛ see battle info here
  ⭃ penned by vayle ↛ @vayl3 on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[Tybalt [Stagstrike]]

An amused purr rumbled from Tybalt’s throat as he watched the kit shred the leaves. He pulled himself to his paws and shook off his pelt, a light crinkling sound making him suddenly very aware that not even he, a full warrior, was safe from this terrible threat. He made his way over to the kit before twisting his head around to pluck the dead leaves from his wavy pelt.

“Got a couple more enemies for ya, kid,” he said, dropping them at Pearlykit’s small feet. “You better show ‘em who’s boss before they sneak up and attack someone else.”

 

[OAKFANG]

don't try to rush your enemies .
︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

He grinned behind a paw, watching Pearlykit “slaughter” the pile of leaves, Tybalt adding more to the fray causing him to snort, shaking his helm in amusement. Oh, what I’d do to become a kit again. Being an adult was draining, but whether or not he admitted it, Oakfang enjoyed training Marigoldpaw. “Would you look at that! He gave you even more to fight!” His tone was humorous, watching the rambunctious kit. ​

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