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Florabreeze

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Did she need to be so invested in the plight of Butterflytuft and Edmund? Absolutely not. However, Butterflytuft was her friend and she couldn’t help but be invested in what goes on in her friends lives. Besides, Edmund had captured her attention and her imagination. It was only natural since he was the mysterious and kind stranger who likes to skitter away from the border after asking how the queen and the kit are. What were his motives? Surely nothing nefarious but she sought him out anyways, since Butterflytuft seemed a little bummed that she didn’t get the opportunity to see him again. What kind of friend would she be if she didn’t at least try to set up some kind of meeting for them? To do that though, she had to seek Edmund out.

So that’s what Florabreeze tried to do, volunteering to attend as many border patrols as she could. It helped that she stopped by the border twice a day normally anyways. It had been a few days of no luck though, she guessed that made sense. If he had scared himself away from the border it would take a bit to recuperate before attempting again. One morning though, her luck had turned around! She thought nothing of it, if anything this was the one day she wasn’t actively looking. In her attempts to find birds to bring back to Adderkit she by chance wandered by the border again. The sight of a cinnamon and white coat dashed those efforts immediately.

“Oh! Hey Edmund, welcome back” she joked with a chuckle as she trotted towards the border. Taking a moment to glance around them just to make sure there were no random rogues who wanted to also try their luck again. Satisfied that it was just them she let herself relax from that momentary tension “I was looking for you actually, are you here to see Butterflytuft and Budkit?”


  • @EDMUND
  • FLORABREEZE 𖧧 She/her, Daylight Warrior of SkyClan, 34 moons (ages on the 12th)
    A large black tabby maine coon with low white and bright green eyes, always wearing her mushroom print collar if she can.
    Mentored by Sorrelsong /Mentoring Jellypaw
    “Speech”, thoughts, attacking
    Penned by Juice ⏐ouijeejuice on discord {open to being dmed for plots}
 

Edmund probably would've collapsed from the mortification of it all if he'd found out Florabreeze was so invested in his life- or, specifically, his ... something-of-a-friendship with Butterflytuft. A pair of yellow eyes, twinged with sadness and pain, glowed in his memory; it'd be nice one day to have a conversation with her that wasn't all skew-whiff with debts and injuried. Guilt bore its claws viciously, that he was lingering here in the shadows- and they jumped a bit when someone called out to him, a cat they'd seen before.

Fur bristled a little, instinctive - mismated eyes gazed plainly, shocked. Blinking their bewilderment, Edmund felt their stomach churning, again- was this what it was always going to be like, showing up to this border? Would they ever be able to see Butterflytuft or - Budkit, apparently - walking along this scent line, or was that some pipe dream?

The fact this one seemed to be alone, though ... well, it did something to quell his fears, in all honesty. "You w-were looking for me...?" he repeated, face crumpling in disbelief. Were they memorable enough for that, truly? Apparently his actions were pretty transparent, though... or maybe these SkyClan cats were just vigilant. Or dealt with this stuff regularly, dealt with sorts like him. "Um, yeah, you worked it out. Are they... around?"

Naivety was a vicious little thing.
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She nods earnestly, a wide grin plastered on her maw. She hadn’t considered that this might be an alarming statement, to her it felt like casual conversation. Though she supposed that she hasn’t had a stranger approach her and claim that they were looking for her. If one did then she had to admit maybe that would be a little strange. She didn’t really view the world like that, so the thought hadn’t crossed her mind. She instead takes the time to look at Edmund, tail curling behind her as she gazes at him curiously. Yeah, definitely a kittypet, not that there was anything wrong with that of course! She herself is still one, it’s just surprising to find one that voluntarily ventured near the wilds of the forest so often.

Are they around? She blinked as she stared at him. Oh! Her brain sparked in recognition as she started to understand what he meant, of course he wouldn’t know that they weren’t out here right now. “Oh! They’re at camp, Butterflytuft would need an escort to come out here since she’s a queen” at least that’s what she assumed was the case, as for little Budkit she wasn’t too sure what the rules were for her. After a moment of silent deliberation her whiskers twitch as an idea creeps into her mind.

“I could be that escort though?” Right? Surely she could be able to help organise a meeting. This would help them both out while she still got to hear about whatever would come from this meeting, so it seemed like an everybody wins scenario. “We could… plan a day for you to be at the border and we could organise a meeting here?” Florabreeze thought that sounded like a fair plan, even if she wasn’t really one for well thought out plans.


  • FLORABREEZE 𖧧 She/her, Daylight Warrior of SkyClan, 35 moons (ages on the 12th)
    A large black tabby maine coon with low white and bright green eyes, always wearing her mushroom print collar if she can.
    Mentored by Sorrelsong /Mentoring Jellypaw
    “Speech”, thoughts, attacking
    Penned by Juice ⏐ouijeejuice on discord {open to being dmed for plots}
 

They couldn't catch any twitch of deception about her, so maybe she was serious - still, it was sort of bewildering, you had to admit. Being sought, well... hardly anyone even knew they existed a couple of moons ago. TO now be looked for, to be thought about in some way- god, it was mortifying, almost. Edmund felt a shudder incoming- one that shattered through him when Florabreeze told him, well, there was apparently no way for Butterflytuft to ever just be... around.

And- well, Budkit was still a baby, wasn't she? Edmund blinked, long and thoughtful- his jaw tightened, his ears flicked, his nose wrinkled. THey shuffled a snowy paw against the earth, dust sporing into the sky. An escort. Right. Considering how most of these Skyclanners made them want to disappear into a wall forever, Edmund didn't think they'd be able to hack having an escort just... hanging around ...

Unless it was Florabreeze. She made the suggestion, and ... and something seemed sort of right about it. A little bit daft, yeah... but right in a twisted little way. "I- I mean, if it's not ... if it's not a stupid amount of trouble," he murmured, tail flicking. Interest flared in odd eyes, but a tangible speck of apprehension glimmered there too. "It'd, um- be nice to catch up. Maybe, um... the day after the crescent moon?" An awkward half-smile occupied his features, and he gazed hopefully at the ... the unneccessarily friendly Skyclanner.
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