pafp i get anxiety // medicine den

[Periwinklebreeze.]

PERFECT LITTLE PUNCHING BAG​

periwinklekit | 03 months | demi-boy | he/they | physically easy (pacifist) | mentally easy | attack in bold #ccccff​

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It feels like he's been stuck in the medicine for moons now - though it's only been a matter of days. He no longer feels as weak, just tired and a bit queasy from swallowing down plant after plant until the medicine cat was satisfied. He still sniffles when he breathes, and he has even less energy than normal, but it still leaves him feeling antsy and bored. seeking out one of the only other occupants of the den, Peri edges closer to leechpaw, uncertain at first how the tom will respond to his intrusion, but this is the longest he's gone without the company of his mother and siblings and it has him seeking whatever scrap of attention and interaction he can find. "Wh-what'cha d-d-doin," he mumbles out nervously, not sure he's dong this whole socialization thing properly but giving it a try anyways.

// please wait for @LEECHPAW before responding

 

[VULTUREMASK]

Leechpaw paid little attention to anybody else who was there in the den with him. If sleep couldn't spare him from staying awake he would just stare into the wall for hours on end. He refused to really talk with anyone beside Bumblepaw. For the most part he was being left alone to his own thoughts and grief. He suppose it was also because he was not really close to anyone. More then ever before he wished for everyone to stay away from him. Loneliness were easier to endure then what heartbreak was. He was tired of caring to let his heart bleed.

Perwinklekit approached the depressed apprentice suddenly, a change of a usual routine from the somewhat shy kit. Leechpaw had done his best to ignore the kit he shared the medicine cat den with in wish to be left alone but...he guess a kits curiosity sooner or later would get the better out of them or...boredom. There wasn't much to do in this place. " Staring at the wall." he answerd gloomy, stating the blunt fact of what he was doing. Nothing interesting or even worth talking about. There was silence for a moment before the apprentice lifted his head up and for the first time today Leechpaw tore his gaze away from the wall he had been staring at for hours so he could glance down on the kit with a doleful expression. " Did you want something?."

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[Periwinklebreeze.]

PERFECT LITTLE PUNCHING BAG​

periwinklekit | 03 months | demi-boy | he/they | physically easy (pacifist) | mentally easy | attack in bold #ccccff​

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Waiting patiently for a response, Peri's gaze trails over the older boy's figure absent mindedly. He doesn't see a bitter cat, mad at the world around him. He just looks the way peri feels - lonely]. And perhaps thats him projecting again, or simply the ever present lack of sleep addling his brain, but s he settles down for the conversation he side at gaze is almost knowing. Head tips to the side at the rather gloomy response, long ears flopping ever so slightly as he tries to peer around the older tom - "Is it a very interesting wall," he attempts to joke, though it falls somewhat flat with his stammer and leaves him frowning in irritation when his jaw spasms.

Clear blue gaze is quick to focus once more on the other boy, tail wrapping tighter around his slim frame as nerves begin to creep in. perhaps this wasn't his best idea, but it's to late to back out now. He blinks, eyes bags standing out starkly even against the contrast of his inky masked face - did he want something?. He supposes he did - company, entertainment, a friend. But none of those answers seem adequate, and with an uneasy swipe of his tongue against the roof of his mouth jaws part to carefully and cautiously respond, voice mournful. "J-just... wan-ted to t-t-talk," a simple shrug of his shoulders and he falls into silence. He half expects leechpaw to tell him to shove off - and he wouldn't blame him, really. He probably has better things to do than humor a child.

 

[VULTUREMASK]

Perwinklekit's attempt to joke was meet with dead silence. Leechpaw's humour was just as dead as his friend was. He never laughted, never smiled, so obiviously a joke like this wouldn't have any effect on him either. "Not really." He would answer unsure of what else to say. Leechpaw wasn't really good to converse with kits to begin with. So this just felt weird.

There was something with Periwnklekit's next sentence and how sad his voice had sounded that made the apprentice wait a moment before he would answer. Maybe it was because this words were familliar to him when he had been a kit himself once. The need to talk with someone had been strong back then to connect with someone but no one had really listened to him or cared enough about a kits need. He had been ignored. He had always been ignored. The possibility that Perwinklekit might be going through something similliar right now...well...with just the two of them in here right now Leechpaw couldn't really bring himself to push this kit aside no matter how shitty he felt on the inside right now.

" I wouldn't mind talking for a bit i guess." He would eventually answer them, but not after having said that he wasn't sure what the two actually could talk about. There was no way he wanted to talk about himself really, and he knew very little about this kit to be honest beside seeming to be a bit more on the shy side, but also soft. Too soft. " So....how did you end up in this place anyway?. " It was the best thing he could come up with asking about but he also had been wondering about it. He didn't look sick or injured. So why was Perwinklekit here to begin with?.



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[Dandelionwish]

Leechpaw had been avoiding many cats as of recently, but Dandelionwish wouldn't lie and say he wasn't a little hurt he was one of them. His own wounded feelings aside, he'd not pestered the other in the hope he'd come around eventually so imagine his surprise when he returned to his den to find the dark apprentice there chatting up Perwinklekit. A smile crosses his face through the stems of comfrey filling his maw and he's unable to offer a verbal greeting with his mouth full so he gives a nod and steps around the tom to get inside and hurriedly tuck his herbs away. It was lucky he found these with how cold it was getting, many plants were already dying out and in a few moons there wouldn't even be grass for him peruse let alone anything actually useful. His stress was giving him chronic headaches but frankly he could ignore those-it was a reminder he was still functioning.
Once he'd finally reorganized his little shelf burrows he turned to trot back to the entrance of the den with a more proper welcome, "Howdy friend, nice seeing you around again!"
He gave Perwinklekit a smile as well, though not a greeting. The kitten had been in his den for some time now so this wasn't their first meeting of the day and it wouldn't be their last.
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[Periwinklebreeze.]

PERFECT LITTLE PUNCHING BAG​

periwinklekit | 03 months | demi-boy | he/they | physically easy (pacifist) | mentally easy | attack in bold #ccccff​

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Emboldened by leechpaws question, periwinklekit gives another small smile, eager o tell the silly little story - or at least, he fins it amusing. "I sn-sn-sneezed so har-d i p-pass-ed out," he says proudly. He knows he'd worried his mom, his siblings, but to him it seems like such a silly thing to do. "D-d-dan-dy say-s I have a c-c-cold,". He doesn't bother to mention his sleeping sickness - it's not much of a secret around camp, and it's not as though they really know what it is or how to fix it. It's just how he's always been.

As dandelionwish returns to the nest, he gives a shy little wave and a happy smile, though he eyes the herbs he brings back with a certain sort of wariness and caution that can only come from days of being fed the nasty green things. He wrinkles his nose at the scent that has him once again wanting to sneeze - why does everything in this de have to smell so weird!