camp GIRL, PUT YOUR RECORDS ON — raspberries

[EMBERFACE.]

☼—— he's playing in the nursery when he sees them. they're laying just outside the protective walls, on the ground beneath the walls of the ravine that makes up thunderclan's camp. with a slightly furtive glance about, emberkit scampers forward, only a couple pawsteps past the nursery, to the strange things. he pokes them, rolls them around gently with one pink pawpad. they're small, bumpy against his paw, but most of all colorful—a bright reddish pink sorta like his papa's fur, like the morning light that sometimes creeps into camp.

emberkit sniffs the things—they offer scents readily, appearing a little squished from the tumble they must've taken to get here. they fell from the sky, after all! they smell weird and new—bitter, but fresh, but ..... sharp, in a goodish way? he won't eat them though, 'cause he knows you're not supposed to eat stuff you find! even if you really want to. he's excited though, his interest drawn to them, and he accidentally squishes one with a heavy golden paw. emberkit's baby-blue eyes widen in surprise at the tangy-smelling red juice splashed over his paw and the ground, yelping, "eek!"

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• ooc: tl;dr he found some raspberries that fell off a bush into camp lol
  

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• ☼ emberkit — for his bright pelt & in honor of emberstar he/him ; amab, will come out as genderfluid ICly — thunderclan — kit — 1 ☾s —— emberkit is a young kit with a radiant white-splashed cream pelt and soft blue eyes. the adopted son of thunderclan's lead warrior sunfreckle and his mate rabbitnose, he is sweet, honest, and as bright as his namesake, if somewhat lacking in an attention span. —— smells like winter air & sweet smoke ; sounds like young bran stark ; speech in #A7CAEB, thoughts in #e98b27 —— peaceful / healing powerplay permitted ; attacks/contact in underline ; won’t start fights ; will flee ; will show mercy ; won't kill or maim (kitten) —— too young for romance ; open to friendships, casual interactions, plotting ; not open to romance, battles penned by dejavu— desklamp9 on discord for plots

• shhh don't look here (battle info will go here at some point)

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[LITTLE WOLF]

Little Wolf is enjoying time spent in the shade between patrols, deciding to take a moment to groom her dusty pelt before setting off to do a bit of hunting. She licks one paw and draws it over her ears, falling into a steady rhythm. Her eyes are only half-open, the camp is a blur or motion as she works. It is only when she hears a high pitched squeal that could only have come from one of the younger members of the clan that she stops, alarmed. She sits up instantly, eyes scanning for the source and when she sees Emberkit and red she shoots to her paws, thinking that the young tom is bleeding.

As soon as she draws close though she becomes skeptical, the red is too bright, too vibrant and it smells unlike any blood she has ever been around. She leans forward and gives the kit a tentative sniff, then she hesitantly tries some. Sweet, but not metallic. She lets out a small laugh, relieved that no one was actually hurt "Some raspberries between your toes never hurt anyone" she says good naturedly. "Go ahead and try some Emberkit, it's okay"
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[& RAINBOWPAW]

Rainbowkit has never seen this color before. Except maybe in the sky if he squints past all the brambles. and maybe it's Sunfreckle-y, if he squints. But no, it's even redder than he was. Could you eat it? It smelled yummy... But Rainbowkit also knew not to put random things in their mouth. You needed information before you make choices. Choices were so hard to make sometimes, though...

They only knew one thing that was that red from stories. SCARY stories, and it comes to them suddenly as Emberkit squishes one and the yummy - smelling red juice splashes onto his paw. " BLOOD! "

Rainbowkit giggles, because Little Wolf says the mysterious red things are good, but Rainbowkit knew that blood was bad. So red things could be good and bad. Meanwhile green things were mostly good. Heeding Little Wolf's words, Rainbowkit laps one of the berries into his mouth. It's tangy and very yummy and they wonder why they don't eat these all the time! Rainbowkit licks his mouth happily. And then he wonders... " Are they hurt? Does it hurt? " he asks. Was this yummy berry blood? Maybe he would turn to a life of crime just for them. Or maybe... they already have.

Rainbowkit laps up another berry, decidedly an evil - doer now. " Can't stop me, " they say smugly.

『 OOC 🌈 07.20.2023 』

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• rainbowkit & [ raine ] [ bow ] : sunfreckle xx rabbitnose 2nd litter. littermate to sunshinekit & emberkit. younger brother to mousepaw, sparkpaw & frecklepaw.
  —— amab. they / he ; fine with gendered terms ( tom / boy / brother / etc . . . )
  —— currently 7 weeks old.
  
  a typical size for their age. warm - faced and bright - eyed, rainbowkit sports boyish features and an easygoing smile. early signs of a thick ruff to come can be seen in plush cheeks and a thickening tail. sports long curling whickers and a dip of sun - red down the length of their neck.

• this is for cute purposes begone.

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[tigerwing]

Tigerkit was playing too, a game forgotten as emberkit ran off for a reason the child did not know. She became curious, and found possibly the best thing ever.

"Raspberries! These are the best berries!" she squealed, biting one gently off the branches, and sticking her tongue out to show it's now redder state. Momma was always good at finding these for them, and she couldn't be happier to

Though her head tilted as rainbow kit said blood. "What's blood? That doesn't sound right," she said, before biting off another one.

 

[Sunfreckle]

He hears the shrill cry of one of his kits and is moving forward with an urgency, though he does not scent any blood he sees bright red stains on paws at a distance, drops of color on the ground; it makes him dizzy and he has to force himself to keep moving rather than seize in a panic and lose himself to hysterics; thankfully he gets there at the same time as Little Wolf so he has a convenient shoulder to lean into when the realization settles.
Blood! Shouts Rainbowkit, but it is thankfully far from the truth.
Berries. Raspberries. These were safe, they stained fur, everything was fine. His entire body is tense, Sunfreckle can feel his ears pop from the strain of a clenched jaw and the initial dizziness is replaced with an exchausted relief that is almost also too overwhelming. He recognizes Raspberries, thankfully-he had eaten these before, knew they were safe if not a touch bitter and hardly as filling as proper prey; Rabbitnose had brought them the sweet treats before in his earlier days in the wild, scared and afraid. The memory was not as bitter as the berry, thankfully. But he recalls the other berries his mate had once stuffed into his mouth, mistaking for another, and it sends a chill down his spine all the same.
"These are safe to eat, but do not put anything in your mouth that looks similar until myself or Rabbitnose has looked at it-you understand?" He sits finally, at ease, and watches his two sons lap up at the ground for the spilled berry juice; the lesson was for them but hopefully this other kitten was paying attention also.
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