in the springtime ♡ picking flowers

[Butterflyskip]

Sure, there weren't as many flowers in the woods at this time of year as there were in more open areas, presumably, but at this time of year, the sun was easily able to reach the forest floor, and the warmth that it brought had sunken into the soil, bringing up new sprouts. It took time, but eventually, flowers had bloomed, splashes of all colors of the rainbow breaking up the monotony of dirt, grass, and leaf litter left over from the cold season. These flowers weren't as grand as the ones that he used to see many moons ago back at the Twolegplace; those flowers had been grown by his housefolk, carefully watered and pruned, coming up in all sorts of amazing shapes and sizes that did not seem to exist out here in the forest. But they were still beautiful, and still a sign of warm season.

It was not a remedy for all of the things that the clan had suffered lately, of course, but at the very least, hopefully the flowers would bring a little bit of happiness to some cat. Dipping his head, he nips some of the flowers off at the stem, and begins collecting a little pile of them in all sorts of colors, from yellow, to purple, to pink. As delicately as he can, he scoops the flowers up in his maw, a balancing act of force -- if he held his jaw too tightly, it would ruin the flowers! And, of course, release the taste of them onto his tongue, which he could not imagine was very pleasant. Fortunately, it doesn't take long for him to reach camp, where the large cream-and-ginger cat finds a spot to settle, then rather unceremoniously spits the collection of flowers onto the ground.

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• BUTTERFLYSKIP ✩ he/him, warrior of thunderclan
  ⭃ LH cream cameo/ginger tabby chimera with green eyes. kind, outgoing, a bit of a dreamer (if you count believing in true love). former kittypet.
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking ↛ see battle info here
  ⭃ penned by harmonia ↛ @you on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[Honeydapple]

It had grown more difficult for the molly to test the waters of the territory outside of camp walls. Wolves, deer, hawks and horses not to mention past rogue activity colored her mind with frights. Honeydapple wasn't a complete worry-wart but it felt like cats were still losing their lives left and right. She knew that it came with the terms of living as a clan cat and for a time this was something she could grasp. However, over the past few moons she had grown closer with her clanmates. Had come to know them and love them like kin. Watching their lives begin and end so abruptly was taking it's toll and a part of her had hoped with the promise of newleaf there would be far more life.

The rush of kittens was a lovely welcome as always but even that came with pangs of longing. Sighing aloud she walked in slow trepidation, stopping just outside of camp entrance, taking in the distant tall grasses and looming tree's with a sad expression. Usually, Grizzlyjaw would be trailing alongside her whispering soft words, and gentle encouragements. Lately, her love had been focusing on patrols so much so she hardly saw hide nor hair of them. She missed him miserably so but understood their priorities varied within Thunderclan. There was a nagging loneliness brewing within her chest each sunrise. Honeydapple preferred to spend most of her time hunting or at the nursery kitsitting.

When the pointed lass went in for bed she would only get a passing nuzzle as her mate's night duties began. Turning back around she squeezed inside and just as the moggy went to find something to eat another face appeared from behind. Her pelt spiked in surprise having completely missed the others arrival. Politely, she moved out of the way and watched with curious eyes as the brightly colored cat trudged in with a bundle of flowers. Honeydapple's eyes grew with awe at the pretty petals tossed to the ground. Enamored by the arrangement she changed her intended course.

Pacing over to the tom with a raised tail. This seemed like a welcome distraction and a fine opportunity to make pleasantries. Once she approached the fellow warrior, Honeydapple dipped her splotched muzzle in greeting. Smile shining softly through her soft meow. "Hello, how are you today?" Absently, she glanced to the florets a second time, then back to the masked feline. "Those are quite lovely." Neatly, Honeydapple tucked her tail in front of charcoal paws, rump resting against the earth as she looked on inquisitively. ​

 

[THUNDERGLEAM]

Oh, a menagerie! Pink eyes flared wide with fascination, and Thundergleam soon abandoned her diligent grooming to settle starry eyes upon Butterflyskip's selection. Yes, she was already committing names to memory... to tuly be an asset to ThunderClan, to live up to her name, it was imperative that she knew everyone well. His alias was an easyone to remember, what with the winged markings upon his face! It was a name that suited him beautifully. It was what she adored so much about Clan names... they were pleasantly unique, and meant so much, and were such an honour to bear. In that respect she understood why her own name had been met with confusion when she had first arrived- for who could have known that her name was representative of StarClan's own decisions?

A sylph of a thing winding up next to Honeydapple, fascinated rosy eyes settled upon the blooms. "What will you use them for?" Her voice was whispery, thrilled- oh, the possibilities! So much of her training had focused on claws, on destiny- in her life there had not yet been much time for wonderful things, other than constructing herself in perfect form, and nothing less. ​

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[leafhusk]

leafhusk adored the beauty of newleaf— the colors it brought, the birds chirping their lovely songs. while thunderclan was a ‘green’ clan, bathed in swatches of olive and emeralds, it blossomed a pawful more come spring. the bouquet of flowers is a perfect example of what to expect, the fawn molly couldn’t ignore the stems hanging from butterflyskip’s jaws. a quiet purr rumbled in her throat, padding over to tag along.

"i love when newleaf begins to show." she mews, settling down and reaching a paw over to the flowers. it skims very lightly across the petals, careful to disturb because she knows how fragile they can be.

— a hyacinth scepter ⚘ ˖*°࿐

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  ◆ thunderclan warrior / / former kittypet・38 ☾
  ◆ mentoring adderpaw
  ◆ cis woman・she/her & bisexual
  ◆ peaceful & healing powerplay permitted・all opinions ic
  ◆ won't start fights・will try to end fights・won't kill
  ◆ excels in stealth and tracking & average at fighting
  ◆ written by maxine ♡ dogfriends. on discord

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[nightbird]

⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ her clanmates had gathered to witness more obscure things than flowers, anything new shone like a beacon and attracted any idle eyes in the vicinity. as much as she didn't want to admit it, the compliments and chatter surrounding the plants had drawn her curiosity as well.

by the looks of his bounty, butterflyskip had been hard at work. perhaps the energy was misguided, was he aware they had a cat who's only job was to collect flowers? "find anything to eat out there? or just... this," a white paw waved over the collection as she teased the flame pelted warrior. leafhusk and honeydapple were busy being enamored by newleaf's beauty, but the newcomer sought reason behind the flowers. "you should see if gentlestorm has use for any of them." nightbird suggested. the medicine cat's stocks had been a victim of both the deer and the wolves, any help rebuilding would surely be appreciated.

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  NIGHTBIRD ✩ she/her, lead warrior of thunderclan, 32 ☾'s
  ⭃ a small black smoke molly with a white paw and pale silver eyes.
  ⭃ mate to raccoonstripe / / mentor to none
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking ↛ see battle info here
  ⭃ penned by vayle ↛ @vayl3 on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[SAFFRONPOUNCE]

I THINK I'LL TAKE MY WHISKEY NEAT — Saffronpounce had been getting ready to head out to join some of his clanmates on a patrol until his honeyed eyes caught movement of Butterflyskip walking into camp with a mouthful of flowers. He had to refrain himself from snorting at the waste of time that the chimera tom had spent gathering all of these weeds when they likely served no purpose than simple decoration or sticking one's nose in the petals. Their feathered ears pricked forward only to twitch in slight irritation at the fact that his other clanmates were entertaining such a thing and his snake-like tail sweeps behind him "I suppose you got sidetracked." The dark pelted warrior comments rather coolly fixing his not so warm amber eyes on the pile of flowers as if trying to figure out why the bumbling giant hadn't caught any prey especially with so many kittens and queens to feed. Why do I pretend to be surprised? He's a kittypet. Saffron thinks with distaste though his expression unchanging and stands upright despite how Butterflyskip seemed to dwarf everyone currently present.

Nightbird mentions how the mix-matched tom should go see if any of his weeds would be useful to Gentlestorm and a large part of him wants scoff at the idea itself but its not his place to argue. "I hope he does." His gaze now fixed on the verdant green eyes that belonged to Butterfly, his pupils narrowing in the slightest. Maybe then the tom wouldn't be considered completely useless or at least, by his other peers. His tone not revealing any of the frustration that he truly felt instead choosing to offer a small smile so that his words would not be taken badly and without another word, he flicks his tail deciding to dismiss himself.

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MY COFFEE BLACK IN MY BED AT THREE ✦ YOURE TOO SWEET FOR ME

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  ✦ longhaired seal lynx sepia w/golden eyes
  ✦ saffron's not a very friendly cat, has low tolerance, and no space for mistakes. he has a distaste for kittypets, both within his clan and outside of it, and he isn't shy to show it.
  ✦ 25 moons old; ages the 21st of every month
  ✦ homosexual demiromantic ; has no current crushes
  ✦ currently mentoring ...
  ✦ "speech", thoughts, attacking
  ✦ peaceful powerplay allowed

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