camp held me for ransom ♕ spots?

[braveheart : ̗̀➛]

☀ . ° ✦ Braveheart sighed as he stepped out of the warriors den, feeling oddly... out of place. He was used to rising with the call of his mentor or the others, the sun hardly above the horizon and ready to train. Now, however, there wasn't any more training to do. Howlingstar had declared it complete, and yet now he stood amidst the ravines clearing, waiting for Flamewhisker's next command.

"What happened to your tail?"

Braveheart turned around to see Littlepaw and smiled, laughing in his confusion. "What do you mean my tail?" He flicked it over her ears before resting it beside him. "Nothing is... hmm..." The confidence in his voice faltered as he took a good look, noticing white flecks had appeared at the tip of his tail and began crawling upward. "I don't remember that being there before." He never quite put much attention to looking at himself before, when could it have happened?

He tried with his paw to dust it away but it was, in fact, his fur and not some strange outside source. "Wonder what that means..." Perhaps Moonbeam or Gentlestorm would have an idea for him? Hopefully this wasn't something... fatal?

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ooc Information

• ooc: — @LITTLEKIT but this is not a pafp! bravehearts vitiligo is starting to develop :)
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  BRAVEHEART — HE/HIM ･ 11 MOONS ･ THUNDERCLAN & WARRIOR ･ PENNED BY beatae!

  A Longhaired chocolate tabby with a white locket and deep blue eyes. A large cat who stands tall and proud. His coat is thick with long wispy curls. Severe scars from owl talons stretch across his shoulders and another that starts from his back down his left thigh.

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[LIGHTNINGKIT]

LIGHTNINGKIT . of . THUNDERCLAN

3 moons old (born 07.08.24) / lh silver tabby with green eyes / feminine pronouns
raccoonstripe xx nightbird / little sister to bayingkit, twilightkit, tigerkit, & stormkit

She's still worried, anxious even, but Lightningkit doesn't want to hide away in the nursery all the time (and is it even safe there, either?). Bayingkit wouldn't be afraid— nor would most of her siblings, really, though she's not certain abour Tigerkit most of the time. Really, they all confuse her in different ways, so as tensely taut as camp seems, Lightningkit likes the fresh air. Which is to say nothing of the distractions found in her clanmates as they go about their days.

She doesn't really know Braveheart well, but he's a familiar face, so she ambles over as though she isn't at all curious about what Littlepaw has noticed (she is). Lightningkit, without regard for the warrior's personal space, leans in to inspect his tail for herself. She frowns, and attempts to groom them away with her tongue, because that might work better than Braveheart's paw. "It tastes like normal fur," she declares. "So you probably aren't dirty. Your tail isn't, anyway. "
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[LITTLEPAW]

༻ ♥༺ Normally, Littlepaw wasn’t the type to comment on another’s apprentice. Normally, Littlepaw wasn’t the one to approach at all.
But it was Braveheart, who was nice and let her decorate his fur that one time, maybe his kindness is what made her comfortable enough to voice her meekly-spoken observation. “M-maybe somethin’ got st-stuck in… it?” Littlepaw offers, though her tone was hesitant and unsure as the young apprentice tentatively shuffles closer to get a better look at the snowy flecks. When Lightingkit comes over to try and groom them away, Littlepaw is quick to spring back. In an effort to hide her statement, the smokey she-cat gives her fur a couple of chest-licks. “I c-can ask Gentlestorm for you.. you kno- when they uhm.. get back.” Perhaps if she brought it to the mountainous healer and it was found to be some super-cool ultra rare condition (hopefully not the terminal kind, of course) he’d let her have a dip into his honey stash. Longingly, Littlepaw gazes at the medicine den as thoughts of the sweet golden liquid take over her brain.

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  LITTLEPAW ✩ she/her, apprentice of thunderclan, 6 moons.
  ⭃ powerfully built and dense-furred chocolate smoked she-cat with amber eyes and black ribboning stretching across her face, foreleg, and tail.
  ⭃ daughter of Roeflame && Burnstorm ࿏ sister to Beetlepaw && Dovepaw
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by Noor ↛ @toyangel on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[braveheart : ̗̀➛]

☀ . ° ✦ Lightningkit's idea to investigate while unexpected, was not unwelcome. The warrior shifted to make a bit more space for her as she tried to clean away the white that had taken over his tail and smiled, a little humored by it.

"Thank you, Lightningkit! Very conclusive evidence." A shame it couldn't get them any closer to an answer. Littlepaw suggested fetching his uncle, and while Braveheart knew the burly tom was busy with Moonbeam's training and other medicine-cat things... what if this was urgent? "That would be great! I wonder what they're up to right now in RiverClan... you think they're trying to teach him how to swim?" Braveheart knew how to swim, though he would keep that information tucked away until one of his Clanmates needed to be saved.

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ooc Information

• ooc: —
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  BRAVEHEART — HE/HIM ･ 11 MOONS ･ THUNDERCLAN & WARRIOR ･ PENNED BY beatae!

  A Longhaired chocolate tabby with a white locket and deep blue eyes. A large cat who stands tall and proud. His coat is thick with long wispy curls. Severe scars from owl talons stretch across his shoulders and another that starts from his back down his left thigh.

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