camp DEAD HEARTS ✮⋆˙⋆｡˚☽˚ changing seasons

[Honeypaw]

〔✦〕Honeykit had only ever known the bright greens of Greenleaf. The canopy and undergrowth had only ever been that color: sage, and after everything that has happened in the last couple moons, seeing them change to autumnal oranges was just as overwhelming to the young kit. They watch the bronze leaves flutter in the wind with awe. "They're. . .different." The kitten muses, wrapping their tail around their body when a cold gust of wind swept through the clearing.

Honeykit was different, too. They had been, since Skyclaw's takeover, since their mother died, since they were exiled. Kittypet. Moocher. Their blood made them different from the moment they'd been born. Their father was the son of two kittypets — Honeykit had been doomed the moment they were brought onto this world. Lazy. Now the golden-furred kit didn't feel like themselves anymore. What had once been a spunky youth with a sharp tongue was now reduced to. . .what? Who and what were they now?

As they look at the trees surrounding camp, Honeykit doesn't know the answer to that question.

SAD HELLOS AND MAD HIGH LOWS ( now i know that nobody knows ) //

• ooc.
  
• HONEYKIT —— kit of thunderclan , mentoring/mentored by name . waspchaser x sorrelmist . littermate to none. ✦ penned by nocthymia
  ✦ they/them / 4 moons & ages every 7ᵗʰ
  ✦ single / too young
  ✦ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / underline & tag account when attacking
  —— combat details here / battle notes
  
  ✦ "speech", 'thoughts', all opinions are in character
  ✦ biography — msg on discord for plots — toyhouse
  
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  a longhaired red tabby with low white, vitiligo and dichroic eyes.

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[barleysight.]

The hesitance in the kits voice had green eyes turn carefully, a gentle gaze upon the small kit. "But there is nothing wrong with them being different," she assured the kitten, a sadness spiking in the warriors heart as the child merely hesitated over the leaves. "the seasons change, we change, it is the way life works- it is scary, I once was scared too of the change, but before you know it, you look forward to the different scenery. Except leafbare," she had tried to joke, her head shaking as she settled next to honeykit.

She was not a kittypet, not that she knew of at least. She had rogue blood- her and her siblings or half siblings or whoever, they were always dropped off on the border- left all on her brother's shoulders to take care of. But she was not true to Thunderclan- but Barleysight had worked hard and proved herself. "But leaf fall, it's beautiful."

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[Flamestar]

〔✦〕Out of each of the seasons, leaf-fall was her favorite. The cool breeze that replaced the radiating sun, the beautiful shades of red and orange leaves, playing in leaf piles, all of it. She had missed most of last leaf-fall, the season had come and nearly gone while they were on the journey. Instead of a gradual transition, they had gone from Greenleaf, to leaf-bare, then came home and caught the tail end of leaf-fall. This leaf-fall however, brought many changes other than the weather and leaves.

They're...different.

Awe filled tiny green eyes as the kit watched the wind swirl fire hued leaves through the camp. The camp floor was covered in leaves today, a sign that leaf-bare wasn't too far away. "They are." the quiet voice of the leader would speak as she padded up from behind. She hoped her sudden appearance would not startle Honeykit, as her paw steps were far from quiet given the crunching of the leaves underpaw.

Barleysight settled down beside them, and started to explain the change. Flamestar nodded as she spoke, but her gaze settled on the leaf litter that covered the ground in front of them. Honeykit, like much of the youth, had gone through so many bad changes in their lives that she didn't even know where to begin trying to help them. All she could do right now was try to keep peace, and keep the clan as consistent as possible. The leader stood up, motioning with her paw to try to get Honeykit to join her. "Has anyone taught you how to make a leaf pile yet?" With a swipe of a herb plastered paw, she would sweep the leaves underneath her into a very small mound. "The more leaves you gather, the bigger it gets. They are quite fun to play in."

even on my weakest days ( I get a little bit stronger ) //

• ooc.
  
• FLAMESTAR —— leader of thunderclan , mentoring merlinpaw . storm x lily . littermate to nala, smokey, and nemo ✦ penned by icey !
  ✦ afab / she/her / 37 moons & ages every 20ᵗʰ
  ✦ widowed / heterosexual / closed to romance
  ✦ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / underline & tag account when attacking
  —— difficult in battle
  ★★★★★★★★★
  
  ✦ “speech”, 'thoughts', all opinions are in character
  ✦ tags — msg on discord for plots — toyhouse
  
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  a longhaired red tabby with low white and green eyes. flamewhisker's fur is a vibrant hue of red, riddled with thick classic tabby markings. her fur is medium in length, and she has a large, feathery tail. her chest, belly, tail tip, and her paws are dipped white. flamewhisker's eyes are a dark, deep shade of green. her shoulder has a large scar on it from a fight with a dog. she also has a shredded ear from a disagreement with a loner during her time alone before joining thunderclan. on particularly cold days, or sometimes before a major weather change, she will walk with a slight limp from her shoulder injury.

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[Softsight]

Much like Flamestar, Softsight had only caught the tail-end of the last Leaf-fall, but for a wildly different reason than her leader; where Flamestar had been off on the Journey to find something that would heal the Clans' sick, Softsight had only just been peeking out of the nursery under Spiderlily's watchful gaze. She could remember back then, when leaves were far bigger than they seemed now, that the crunch of them had hurt her sensitive ears - now, though, she tread over them without a second thought, an amused smile coming to her maw as she realized how times changed.

For Honeykit, it would the be first Leaf-fall of, StarClan willing, many. Barleysight was explaining the change in the leaves, and Flamestar explaining how to make a leafpile to have fun in, and Softsight thought it right to comfort the kit with her own anecdote from when she'd been a kit.

"I was born in Leaf-fall," Softsight mused, sending a pawful of leaves in Flamestar's direction for the leader to add to the small pile she had created. "The crinkling of the leaves hurt my ears back then. But I know plenty of kits had plenty of fun playing with them. I suppose... I was just different, in that way."

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• SOFTSIGHT ✩ warrior of thunderclan, twelve moons
  → peaceful and healing powerplay permitted.
  → penned by Archivist → .archivist on discord.
  

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[leafhusk]

this will be her… second leaf-fall in thunderclan? yes. yes, that sounded correct. it’s almost energizing to work after a grueling, hot greenleaf. russet, and yellow colored leaves blend in nicely with her fur, and her long fur protects her from the cooler temperature. most of all, it’s only a few moons until her favorite season (is that disingenuous to think?).

honeykit’s tiny musings are a bit on the nose. the trees are different, so is she, yet they change and we cannot fix that. she’s safe in the walls of the ravine, however, her clanmates made sure of that.

barleysight does a better job at speaking to the kit, for leafhusk most likely would’ve faltered. it was difficult to look kits in the eye in the loner lands, and it still is even now. her golden eyes shift to the red hues of flamestar, who began to scrape together a leaf pile for the kitten to mess with. she doesn’t realize her paws carry her to a bundle of leaves she helps push over with softsight.

"or you can eat them." she says, out of the blue, in case the kit isn’t fond of the leaf pile for whatever reason. "leaf-fall’s a good change. when newleaf hits, the branches will bloom pretty flowers."

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[THRASHPAW]

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Much like Honeykit he had only experienced the green hues of Greenleaf, from the glimpses that he was allowed to see from beyond that safe haven in the forest. Thrashkit tried to keep a wide distance between herself and the other kit, yet she nods in agreement. "Are they dying?" Given the state of ThunderClan recently and given the only bloody history that has marked them and their littermates arrival it had become a natural assumption. This wouldn't surprise it, things die, things die a lot, especially here. Thrashkit squints at the she-kit distantly beside him in scrutiny, thinking that someone who also hadn't seen these leaves would somehow hold the solution to the questions he stored.

Unsatisfied with Honeykit that gaze wandered to the older cats in attendance, Barleysight seemed insightful if not a little confusing to listen to. He hoped that if she were to answer that it would be a little less confusing. Flamestar should know since she's a star now and they have to know everything, right? Or maybe... Leafhusk would know since she kinda looks like these leaves if one were to squint at her, which is exactly what the kit was doing in this moment. Maybe it could be intimidating if it wasn't only just a kit doing this, a big ball of fluffy black fur with an assortment of nature tangled within their pelt.

Softsight's reminescing causes an ear to flick, a subtle show of interest as his gaze lingered on her "do... your ears still hurt?" He grew weary talking to those gathered, he knew realistically he didn't have to. That being said she was trying to be a nice cat... Nice cats are trusted and that was the ultimate goal, even if they don't look particularly nice with their hunched form and bristling pelt. At least he wasn't hissing or trying to growl at anyone, that was a good start in his mind.

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• THRASHKIT
  any pronouns, 4 moons
  ☆ A black smoke with abnormally bright amber eyes and a habit of crouching while they walk.
  ☆ Bayinghound x Duke | Littermates with Howlkit & Yippingkit
  ☆ Due to her circumstances surrounding it's life she will be confrontational in the majority of their interactions { will start fights | will not end fights | will not run away and might be merciful }
  ☆ "speech" | thoughts | attacking
  ☆ All opinions are IC only!

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