camp DIVE THROUGH MELLOW ഒ₊˚ TICK DUTY

[SHEEPPAW]

"Will. You. Stop. Moving?" Sheeppaw says through strained teeth, unable to focus on his task. The smell of bile overwhelms him, breathing through his mouth to ease the nausea somewhat. His plumy tail thumps behind him in frustration, brows knitting together when Lionthroat contorts his body to face him while he is in the middle of telling a story.

Parting through fur, locating the troublesome ticks. The black smoke knew better than bickering with an elder. Elders were a fountain of vast knowledge, holding memories of stories and battles, their own young love. Ew, yuck! Stories of life and all that stuff. Every moment that passed of Lionthroat telling stories to the young wide - eyed kittens who stumbled in here.

Letting his nose wrinkle up, as he pressed mouse bile to the old tom's fur. A Large ear twitched when another elder joined in to spin a tale. Sky - blue eyes swept up to look over at one of his fellow apprentices who was also on tick duty, then to the kits who were settled in the elder's den.

Sheeppaw aimlessly rubs the pelt of the elder he was working on, before he hears Lionthroat comment on how his battle training is. He grumbled an answer while shuffling himself to the side to work on the elder's back. "I'm more or less focusing on hunting." After he says his response, he goes back to work with a wrinkled nose. Ugh. He huffed from his nose, lifting himself up as he blinked at the kits listening to another story. Letting out a snort, at Lionthroat's storytelling. He looks over at the listening kits. He strikes a paw out at a tick, squashing it. "Your brains will stop working, once you're this old!" He whispers-yells towards them, while the elder lets out a booming, raspy laugh.

FEEL THE LAUGHTER BUILD ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 SLUMBER PARTIES

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• ( HEY! WHATCHA GOT? ) ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ SHEEPPAW. ╱ windclan apprentice.
  ⤷ amab ; HE / HIM ; 8 MOONS & AGES EVERY 29TH.
  ✶ undecided / not looking / open to puppy-crushes
  ✶ a lanky, longhaired black smoke with high white and blue eyes
  ✶ thoughts ; "Speech, 8E7F7F" ; attacks only
  ✶ may powerplay minor harm ╱ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted
  ✶ smells like early morning dew & windblown heather
  — all opinions are ic
  
  → biography / @ on discord for plots
  — penned by calzone
  

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[Lakepaw.]

[ ༻ ❊ ༺ ] At one time, he and Sheeppaw were here as kits listening to the stories the elders spun but now, they stood here cleaning ticks from their furs and wrinkling their noses having to deal with the sting of mouse bile in their nose. It would seem Lionthroat was wiggly today making his friends job more of a struggle than it should be which brought amusement to Lakepaws eyes before focusing back on the elder he was helping.

He quickly swiped at a tick before pausing to look back to Sheeppaw with a slight hum. "This will be us one day Sheeppaw, if a battle doesn't catch us young" he said playfully towards his friend before glancing at the kits that were there to listen to the elders tale that he spun, the time in which Sootstar had been leading the clan, to when Sunstar won and became leader of windclan. Something that felt like it was a long time from now, and it was, but that was part of their history, their story and it would not be long before the fires that took over Windclan, which was all but a memory now, these would be told to their kits... and the kits after them.

He quickly fixated his attention back to his chores that were before him, attempting to quickly finish his part of his own tick duty, not wanting to spend another moment smelling bile, besides there was better things to do than hear the same story once again, but seeing Sheeppaw irritated was amusing that was for sure.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── Somewhere beyond the broken lullabies ──┐‎

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  Lakepaw ❊ AMAB, He/Him, Apprentice of Windclan, 8 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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