camp ETERNAL RETURN // pondering names

[badgerstripe]

Abandoning warriorhood means a lot of free time. Too much free time, at first. But as her kits grew, so too did her gratefulness for bathing in the sun and relaxing.

That's where Badgerstripe is now - relaxing under the shade of a looming tree over camp, with two cats she had grown to consider friends. It's always nice to catch Flamestar in a moment of relaxation after all the work she's had to pick up since becoming leader. She was lucky to have a motherly leader to give her advice and walk her along the journey. Stormywing, on the other paw, lacked in useful experience - but she was kind, even if their relationship was a little strange since . . . well, best not think about those things now, right?

They'd been chattering some while sharing tongues about all sorts of things - the weather, the gathering, the kits that are bound to be apprentices before they know it.. and on that topic, Badgerstripe finds herself naturally gravitating towards the topic of her own. It's often to forget that she's bearing something real, that there will be mini-Badgerstripes tottering around the nursery before long. Little heaps of.. responsibility.. oh, well. At least hers will be well-behaved.

" First I was thinking.. something special, like Starkit, " Badgerstripe mews casually as she swipes a licked paw over her ears. " But then - what if she becomes a leader one day? Starstar? She'd curse me for such a ridiculous opportunity! " A soft purr of a chuckle follows her statement. Maybe she'd have to come up with something else, just as special..

" Maybe if one has a fluffy tail, I'll name them Squirrelkit. " Badgerstripe pauses, and gives Flamestar an unserious frown, quickly realizing the flaw in her idea. " Oh, but.. your kit is named Squirrelpaw." The queen sighs dramatically, rolling her eyes at her own struggle. " Stars, this is hard. How do you know what to name them? There's no do-overs, you know. " An inclusive glance is thrown Stormywing's way, as if she'd have the same motherly advice Flamestar would. Maybe this wasn't a good group conversation topic..?

BADGERSTRIPE ( she/her )​

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( ooc ) @STORMYWING @Flamestar but no need to wait!

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[RACCOONSTRIPE]

Raccoonstripe finds it difficult to relax, even as the rest of his Clan sprawls in the sun around him. His limbs feel stiff; the leaf-fall sun warms the ebony stripes latticed across his coat, but there's just enough bite in the air to remind him of what's to come. Tufted ears angle toward the pregnant queen as she shares tongues with Flamestar and Stormywing — and he does his best not to think about the cat who'd sired those kits, about the bonds severed.

"Something special, like Starkit," she says airily, and Raccoonstripe's muzzle trembles with an incredulous smile. "That would be a big name to live up to." He thinks of his own kits' births, of Nightbird wearily rasping her tongue over their rippling dark pelts. They'd had few names prepared, themselves. Neither was the sentimental type, in truth.

Raccoonstripe closes his eyes for a heartbeat, then mews, "You'll know. When you see them, it'll come to you."

『 out of character. 』 ✧･ﾟ:* 『 about. 』

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• Raccoon . Raccoonstripe, he/him w/ masculine terms.
  — "speech”, thoughts, attack
  — 45 moons old, ages realistically on the 5th.
  — mentored by n/a ; mentoring Thistlepaw ; previously mentored Wildheart, Moonwhisper
  — thunderclan lead warrior. gray wolf x howlingstar, gen 2.
  — currently mated to Nightbird.
  — penned by Marquette.
  
  
  lh black tabby with white and dark brown eyes. charismatic, charming, calculating, ambitious, shallow, manipulative.
  
  

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[beetlepaw]

Some of the cats lounging beneath the tree aren't his family- but they're clanmates. That was like family, right? After everything that happened the last two moons? He swallowed gently as he approached. Raccoonstripe, on the other paw, was family. He nudges his great uncle with a paw before glancing towards Badgerstripe, his green eyes narrowed for but a moment.

Names for the kits, huh? Well, he didn't know anything about naming kits, what a though. Would he ever want to? He's getting older. He's seen how the other apprentices interact- it'd take a fool to not be able to realize that they were beginning to pine for one another. The thought of settling down with a she-cat some day... A scoff leaves his mouth before he can stop it, but he coughs to cover it up.

"Well, Momma named me after one of her friends. You can pick names based off of your friends, right?" Beetlepaw offered, his ears perked up and vision shifting towards Badgerstripe. "Or like... flowers or leaves or colors or shapes or patterns." He continued. Beetlepaw's head tilted, not unlike a dog.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ┌── KEEP YOUR APOLOGY ⋅❁⋅ GIVE US MORE DETONATION ──┐‎

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• BEETLEPAW he/him, apprentice of thunderclan, eight moons.
  ⭃ LH black smoke with bright green eyes. growing into a very broad and built tom-cat, mirroring his father's build. of average height, with a shit-eating grin more often then not.
  ⭃ being mentored by burnstorm / / mentoring no one
  ⭃ no romantic interests / / BURNSTORM X ROEFLAME - sibling to dovepaw and littlepaw, adoptive sibling to hopepaw and coalpaw
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by dallas ↛ dallasofnines on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[GENTLESTORM]

༄.𖥔 ݁ ˖ — Gentlestorm's free of his den at last but he still struggles to speak normally due to the injury on his throat and he isn't sure when that would heal entirely... All he knows is that he won't strain his voice too much if he can help it though the talking between his clanmates grabs his attention and hears Badgerstripe mention the name Starkit, its enough to make his snout wrinkle at the thought of such a name. "It's... blasphemous..." The silvery tom states as he can't help but draw near as he sweeps his gaze towards all of those that are currently present and settles down on his haunches, "Perhaps... a Spark-kit instead?" A part of him wants to wince at his own suggestion but instead he offers a wry smile and he knows that he likely wouldn't be the best at coming up with names, although, he thinks that Hopepaw's is pretty good in a sense.

He hums in agreement to what Raccoonstripe and Beetlepaw say about waiting for the kittens to be born first or even perhaps but appearance and in memory of someone. It makes him think for a heartbeat what he would've named his own kits if he ever had any but the thought alone is hard to percieve due to his role and his circumstances, it feels forbidden to even think about. He turns his attention to Badgerstripe once more only to inquire "H... how are... you feeling?"

MORNING & EVENING, I FELT LIKE I WAS GRIEVING ᨒᨒᨒ UNTIL I SAID FUCK YOU

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  MEDICINE CAT KNOWLEDGE;
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦ FLESH WOUNDS
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✧✧ INFECTIONS
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✧ ACHES & PAINS
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✦✧✧✧✧ ILLNESS
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✧✧✧ BREATHING ISSUES
  — ✦✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧ TRAVELING HERBS
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✧✧ BROKEN BONES
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦ KITTING
  — ✦✦✦✦✧✧✧✧✧✧ POISONS
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  ✦ a longhaired blue sepia tom w/low white and copper eyes, several scars cover his body from previous fights that he somehow survived
  ✦ gentlestorm is rarely ever a warm individual and friendly to those who he meets, he proceeds with more caution and he's less likely to trust any strangers that come from outside of thunderclan. he tends to be jumpy if suddenly approached or flinches away from swift movement with his claws unsheathed when it occurs, he apologizes for it. his kindness reserved only for those closest to him otherwise anyone else can expect the cold shoulder from the old tom
  ✦ 59 moons old; ages the 27th every month
  ✦ widowed mate of little wolf ; currently interested in no one
  ✦ semi-difficult to befriend/interact with ; quick to strike/attack first if he feels threatened ; peaceful powerplay allowed but proceed with caution
  ✦ "speech", thoughts, attacking

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[THUNDERGLEAM]

She found that something strange stirred in her gut when she saw Stormywing with Badgerstripe, huddled in tender conversation regarding kits. It seemed something special shared between them, and Thundergleam was moving before. she had much of a chance to consider her own actions. The odd, unfamiliar discomfort she felt, she could not place... but her paws had made up their mind. They took her toward her friends, and she dressed herself with a silken smile as she glanced between them, offering Badgerstripe a tender blink of greeting, as sincere as ever, and glad that she seemed brighter.

She could not help that her gaze lingered a little longer on Stormywing- that she waited, specifically, for the blue tabby to catch her eye befor she placed all of her attention upon Badgerstripe.

Gentlestorm's gruff checkup rumbled nearby, and she found herself more comfortable to perch on the outskirts of a medicine related conversation- so she extended to him only a polite nod. Raccoonstripe spoke from experience- Beetlepaw from mere inspiration. Thundergleam looked on with a hint of surprise in pale eyes. "Clan names ring with such meaning... I can hardly believe they simply come to you." ​

penned by pin ☾​

 

[STORMYWING]

Despite her rough and tough reputation, Stormywing quite likes sharing tongues. It's nice to submit herself to some luxurious grooming, to finally get out all of the leaf litter and shards of bark that tangle in her fur during her climbs and hunts. It's nice to catch up with friends, too, and the conversation seems light...until it's not. At least for her.

Her ears twitch at the mention of kit names, and it stirs something bittersweet in her chest. She'd never even had the chance to name her own kits...but Pinepaw...Pinepaw's name is all her own. She remembers that night like it was yesterday, laying beneath the stars with Iciclefang, excitedly telling her that in a perfect world - a world where they could be together, have a family - she'd like one named Pinekit. For the tree she taught her to climb in the mountains, where they watched the sunset together...perhaps where she first realized just how beautiful the tortoiseshell was. The memory lingers in her mind like a distant echo as Badgerstripe's question draws her back to the present, but it's hard to fully get rid of the pain she now feels.

"Oh, uh, yeah - I'm with Raccoonstripe. You'll know when you see them," She says. Her eyes lift then when Thundergleam approaches, and she can't help the way her heart skips a beat when she catches her rosy eyes. She swallows hard, suddenly feeling guilty for...she doesn't even have words for what she feels guilty for. She looks away quickly, drawing in a soft breath as a brief, wistful smile crosses her muzzle. She nods in agreement to her friend. "If you're worried about it, think about things that are important to you." Her tone is notably less playful than it normally is. She tries to hide her discomfort with the topic with a swishing tail and a shift in her position, daring a second brief peek at the ivory-furred she-cat near her.​

 

[Flamestar]

〔✦〕"One time when Stormfeather was a kit, she snuck a beetle into Falconheart's nest before he woke up. Kits get into so much mischief, but I wouldn't have traded it for the world." The leader purred between licks. She was sure Badgerstripe was feeling tired right about now. She had felt much sympathy for Nightbird when she had been expecting...the middle of green leaf to carry kits, that had to of been rough. Carrying kits was a chore all in itself, one that she didn't miss...one that she wouldn't do again if she wished to. Her gaze darkened for a moment, but she blinked the glaze away. At least Flycatcher had been with her for their first litter, and up until their second litter had been born. Badgerstripe wouldn't have her mate's help through any of this. It will be alright...The clan will be there to help you. Words that had been told to her, words that she had passed onto the new queen. Words that were meant to help, but would never take the pain away.

However, much like she had promised, Badgerstripe was not alone. Stormywing shared tongues with them as well, and they were soon joined by several clanmates. "First I was thinking.. something special, like Starkit" The leader let out a huff of laughter and shook her head with closed eyes. A kit had never been named Starkit that she knew of, and probably never would. The red tabby lifted her front paw and began to draw her tongue over it. " Maybe if one has a fluffy tail, I'll name them Squirrelkit." she paused, but Badgerstripe was quick to speak, "Oh, but.. your kit is named Squirrelpaw." Flamestar smiled softly and lowered her paw back to the ground. She nods with Raccoonstripe's words, and Beetlepaw's suggestion to name after appearances. Her mind starts drifting off to when she had first seen both of her litters. The pain that each of them had brought started to resurface, but she tried to push it back down. My little fighter...Stormkit... An incredibly small kit she had been, but she had been born with the heart of a warrior. Squirrelkit...for your father's love of climbing. He always reminded me of a squirrel... The leader swallowed, and blinked a few times, coming back into reality. "You will know. Their names will come, and they will each be special." There was no other way to explain the feeling of seeing kits for the first time. Even before she had known of Flycatcher's death, before she had refused to name her second litter...their names had come to her.

She falls silent when Gentlestorm asks the queen how she was feeling. Like a stuffed mouse. The remark had left her tongue many times during her own pregnancy. Beside her, Stormywing's swift glance away, followed by a tail swish and posture shift doesn't go unnoticed by the leader, but she doesn't comment. Perhaps Stormywing wants kits someday? she wondered.

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

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• 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
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  ✦ “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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