camp EXCEPT FOR A HEART [ moving nests / open ]

[rivewhisper]

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Departing the medicine den was a heartache in itself. She'd be leaving everything she knew- well, beyond the random camps they'd stayed in during the last moon. Her blue eyes swept over the nest she kept near her ðir, father, and siblings, making sure she didn't leave anything. A orange, nearly crunchy leaf. Petals that she'd woven into her fur so that she could move them safely. A random rock she had toyed with. She swallowed thickly, before turning her head. I will not cry. I am stronger then that. I will do this like a warrior. A mantra she thought to herself, paws taking her out of the tunnel that lead into the den.

And- out into the sunlight. Despite the cooling temperatures, the sun still arched overhead, her fur keeping her warm. She silently thanked her parents for the manes they bore and that she inherited, tucking her chin in against the mass of fluff about her neck as she moved towards her new nest. And it was terrifying and wonderful at the same time. Literally taking flight from her first home, her first nest, where she lost milk teeth and where she became old enough to learn to serve the clan.

That mantra was within her mind as she settled down her keepsakes about an empty nest, one that she had already tugged moss onto. And once it was all arranged how she liked it, she settled into it, stretching her paws out. She expected Snakehiss to be along any minute to tell her there was something new to do, some training, more running- all of which she appreciated, really, but she needed a minute to just breathe. That's what she did, head tilted up and her nerves settling.

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[sparkspirit]

Moving from the nursery had not been the worst day of Sparkkit's childhood. He'd been excited for it, isn't that funny? Sparkpaw, apprenticed to Weaselclaw. A lead warrior and Sootstar's mate, one of the strongest, most worthy cats in the clan. So shortly after Yewberry's betrayal, that trust in him had begun to mean everything. No. No, the worst of it had been many moons later. Between his mentor's death and– when his mother was gone. The moorland stealing her scent away, and her nest left to grow stale until it was removed, replaced. Rivepaw may leave the medicine den behind, but at least she could visit, could she not? At least she could go speak to them, drink in the scent of their nest, speak. Something. Anything. Some of the others look upon the medicine cat and his mate as traitors, but Sparkspirit knows Yewberry's sins are far worse.

Luckily for her. Snakehiss might make her apprenticeship as terrible as he had made Sparkpaw's; hopefully she won't vie for his attention the way this foolish cat had. He doesn't really know why he bothers approaching her, knowing the uneasy tie the way he does. Now that his family began to speak out against Sootstar again...it would be for the best if he avoided all things Snakehiss. He doesn't. He flops down onto his own stomach near her, head on his paws in a way that's quite canid. "You look a little troubled. Nervous to train?"

𝘛𝘈𝘕𝘎𝘓𝘌𝘋 𝘐𝘕 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘞𝘖𝘙𝘋𝘚 𝘛𝘏𝘈𝘛 𝘐  ･｡ﾟ  🗲  ╱╱ 10.15.2023 𝘊𝘈𝘕𝘕𝘖𝘛 𝘚𝘈𝘠 ˊˎ＜

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• 🗲　　. 　 ˚　.  SPARKSPIRIT. HE - HIM - HIS. 12 MOON OLD MOOR RUNNER OF WINDCLAN. VERY LOYAL TO HIS CLAN. PENNED BY REVELATIONS.  ————
  
  
  ——  a trim mock tortoiseshell tom with mostly black fur splashed with the occasional patch orange. he has a singular white mark on the back of his neck shaped similarly to a lightning strike, and a small scar across the bridge of his nose. his eyes are a shocking electric blue.
  

  ✦ ECHOLIGHT x ELMBREEZE. ADOPTED BY YEWBERRY. BRIGHTFAM, BUT SOMEWHAT ESTRANGED DUE TO HIS LOYALTY TO WINDCLAN. ————————

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[FEATHERSPINE]

Featherpaw repeated her own name in her head- it was grounding, somewhat. A mantra that forced Featherkit away, a childhood she had spent preparing for this moment. Preparing to be Featherpaw. But now, now he was Featherpaw- and despite the rehearsal that had gone into it, the eavesdropping and the knowledge-gathering and the stewing fears swirling in his stomach every time he caught wind of something horrifying lurking afoot, felt like it was all in limbo now.

Not yet had his training fully begun. not yet had he unsheathed his claws against an enemy. The only thing to do thus far was pick and decorate a nest, a minimalistic task for the marbled tom. All she had ferried from the saccharine comfort of the medicine den to the cold reality of apprenticeship had been a small feather. It had made a journey from ShadowClan, and deserved- he supposed- to be brought a little further.

Needling. "Have you definitely got everything?" Yellow eyes, sharp and narrowed, turned to look at Rivepaw- her sight fell soon to a task of scanning her sister's belongings, ensuring that she had not left anything. And it wasn't her responsibility, but still a task she felt bound to; Rivepaw would need the help, she was sure of it. At least there was warriors looking out for her too, though Featherpaw did not spare Sparkspirit any more than a sideways glance. ​

✦ penned by pin​

 

[RATTLEHEART]

Unlike many that now called Windclan their home, Rattleheart had never actually experienced the transition from kithood to something more adult as part of a clan. She had still been a loner when she had reached that point, her only companionship that of her siblings and the few friendly rogues or kittypets that they came across. Still, she could keenly remember the first time she had made herself a nest within the nonexistent walls of Windclan's camp, fussing over every little detail in an effort to keep herself warm beneath the open sky. It had been some time since the tunneler had worried about that particular chill, but the looming specter of leadbare approaching had her thinking about it once more. Maybe it would be a good idea to go hunting for supplies to spruce up her nest once she was well again...

Shaking off her own worries for the moment, the monochrome feline offered Rivepaw what she hoped was her best reassuring smile as she approached. She knew that the transition from the medicine den to a nest of her own must have been a hard one, and it surely didn't help when there were some within your home acting like your very presence was a burden. "I know this all can seem a bit daunting. But really, being able to sleep beneath the stars each night... it brings a certain kind of comfort I haven't found anywhere else." There were many within Windclan now that seemed to view Sootstar herself as holy, rather than their ancestors watching over them in the dark sky above - Rattleheart wasn't one of them. She still took a great deal of comfort in the fact that Starclan was constantly watching over her, trying to ensure her safety even as she slept off sickness.

She only prayed that they could still ensure the safety of all of Windclan.
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[ PENNED BY EO ]​

 

[PINKSHINE]

Amongst all the apprentice stuff... All the incorrect assignments, and the names, and everything, Pinkpaw totally forgot that she actually had to move. She didn't really wanna move. She liked sleeping cuddled up with all her siblings and Brightshine, and if she stared at the ceiling, she could see twisty branches and almost - leaves. Seeing Rivepaw and Featherpaw move from the stuffy medicine cats den into the open reminded her of that. She doesn't really know how to feel.

Pinkpaw comes next to Sparkspirit and mimics his pose, putting her chin on her paws. Her smile is a little bit smaller than usual. Suspiciously, she peers at Rivepaw, trying to glimpse whatever she had just put in her nest. Have you definitely got everything? Featherpaw asks, and Pinkpaw finds herself blinking wondering. " Do you guys have lots of stuff? All I got is um... Umm...." A gasp. " Nothing! Where did you get so much stuff, Rivepaw? " she peeks over at Featherpaw too, trying to figure out if he had any secret treasure too...

She twitches her ears, hearing the words of another warrior... Rattleheart, she remembered their name so good. Being able to sleep beneath the stars each night... Pinkpaw blinks up at the sky. The stars haven't come out just yet. It was weird to imagine them just being a blink away, now... She doesn't think anything could be more comfortable than Brightshine. " Is it gonna be cold? " she asks. She should ask her siblings if they can put their nests close together. Maybe they could all keep warm together, even without Brightshine.

Pinkpaw butts her head against Sparkspirit. She was kinda nervous to train, 'cause tunneler training was all wrong for her, of course.

staring at the mirror gotta smile, smile 🌸🌷🦄🦩 don't be late, we got plans!

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• ( IT'S TIME TO START A FUCKING RIOT, RIOT! ) PINKPAW APPRENTICE OF WINDCLAN. DAUGHTER TO BRIGHTSHINE & HEAVY SNOW. SISTER TO HEATHPAW, DOWNYPAW, & FINCHPAW.
  —— SHE / HER; UNOPPOSED TO THE USE OF OTHERS
  —— CURRENTLY 3 MOONS OLD. AGES EVERY 16TH
  
  A tiny, longhaired calico she - kit with yellow eyes, ringed blue around her pupils (sectoral heterochromia). While you can clearly see her flame markings on her face, the rest of her body is currently covered by a grey fever - coating. Though the whites of her are still very much visible. Pink-kit bounces around WindClan without a care in the world! Her emotions are big, and she makes little effort to regulate them, resulting in both her usually cheerful disposition, as well as making her prone to sudden bouts of extreme anger or sadness. Rarely seen without a smile!
  

  HEAVY IC OPINIONS! Pink-kit is a very irrational and childish character!​

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[whitedawn]

Whitepaw remembers when she first left the nursery. Her biggest fear then was leaving the safety and shade of the nursery. Being a tunneler didn't bother her as much, even if sleeping beneath the sun still irritated her skin. Wolfsong and Sunstride's litter and Brightshine and Heavy Snow's litter were joining the apprentice den. It was always an exciting time when new apprentices joined. Approaching the little crowd with a bundle of moss, she set it down and smiled at the younger apprentices. "It might be cold." She admitted softly to Pinkpaw's question, tilting her head to the side. She had been born during leaf-bare, but as she had been kept in the nursery, it wasn't as cold. "Do you need any help?" She offered to the trio, blinking at them curiously.​

[I'M BREATHING]​

 

[FINCHPAW! ☆]

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Finally an apprentice, and what would be her first task? Trekking all the way around the territory three times over? Chasing down the moor's fastest hare? Battling off some mean rogue trying to sneak back into their territory?! Or, adding her nest to the pile that's been taunting Finchpaw since she'd first learned that's where the apprentices sleep. Not...quite the mighty task she'd been imagining, but how could she be expected to spend all day training without anywhere nice and cozy to come home to? The nursery doesn't get to count anymore, as much as she'll miss the proximity of her family, and so she'll just have to do her best to make something worth sleeping in.

Clearly, she's not the only one with that idea, or even the first, some of her other fellow apprentices (and how cool was that, being included as an apprentice??) already claiming spots as she rounds over with her own bundle of moss, and Finchpaw is quick to join Pinkpaw's side, bedding unceremoniously plopped onto the ground. "Pinkpaw! We should put our nests right next to each other! And - and Downypaw, and Heathpaw, too, so we can all still sleep next to each other!" she urges, already glancing around for their other siblings. Only a moment, though, and she's fixated on something else - namely, whatever Rivepaw and Featherpaw are up to with moving stuff. Stuff other than just moss, apparently, which - you know, Pinkpaw's right: where had they gotten so much stuff? Whatever the stuff was, anyways.

"What kinda things d'ya guys have? Oh, do you keep cool stuff in your nest or something like that? I've found cool stuff, too, but I don't have anything fun yet to actually keep, on account of I don't think rocks would feel all that nice in your nest when you're trying to sleep and all," she prattles on, a curious eye trained towards the two siblings in case she can spot some of this so-called stuff. Maybe it would be inspiring, and she could find things to decorate her own nest, too. Other than the new apprentices, there are some warriors there, too, and another apprentice, she's pretty sure, but Sparkspirit is definitely the coolest of them all, being a moor runner and also related to her, so Finchpaw turns to him before anyone else. "What's it like, anyways? Training? Do moor runners and tunnelers do any of the same things?"

Rattleheart's words settle over her next, and Finchpaw gives a thoughtful hum at the idea of being able to see the stars whenever she wants to. Not that impressive, since she's already seen them before, but it'll probably be better than just getting glimpses of them through the sprawling ceiling of the nursery. StarClan is cool, and all that, whatever - the question of warmth is more interesting at this moment, with no sign of the stars above just yet. "How cold, though? Like, too cold, or...?" Very descriptive, she's sure, but it gets her point across, probably. Whitepaw offers help, and initially she's inclined to chirp back that she, at least, has it all handled, but coming up with questions is her forte, after all. "Um, is there somewhere we're supposed to put our nests specifically? Like, we don't have to go on one side if we're moor runners and another if we're tunnelers, right?" A dubious glance is sent out to the sea of nests already present - there wasn't really a great way to figure out who went where, and she was not gonna be happy if she couldn't put her nest next to any of her siblings.​

˗ˏˋ BIRD'S EYE VIEW, AWAKE THE STARS (ˏˋ°•*⁀➷) 'CAUSE THEY'RE ALL AROUND YOU ´ˎ˗

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  - Finch Finchkit Finchpaw
  - She/her (AFAB)
  - 3 moons
  - Loner Kit Apprentice of WindClan
  - Hearty & scruffy chocolate lynx point with splashes of white and bright blue eyes
  - Art by Jay & base by googaoo respectively! <33
  - Minor powerplay allowed!
  - Penned by Hijinks​