camp memories * story time

[Flamestar]

⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊ The weather this morning echoed exactly how she felt. Grey clouds still clung to the sky, left over from a light rain overnight. Judging by their darkness, there would likely be another round of rain before they were finished with the wet. Normally, given the state of the camp, she would have rather stayed inside their den, but with how full it was now there was little that could keep the kits inside. As soon as the sun emerged into the clearing, kittens had swarmed out of the nursery, now splashing around in the numerous puddles that were left behind. Each time one of her kits jumped into one, she inwardly cringed. Her tongue would taste like dirt for moons with how much mud they were already covered in, and the sun had only just came up!

The queen found a rare dry spot, protected underneath an overhanging branch. Of course, there was a lot of kits that were playing in the mud, but there were still those who did not wish to get their paws wet. Those few looked rather bored, and she thought back to her conversation with Gentlestorm a few days prior. You can do this... She took in a deep breath, and straightened her posture. "Would anyone like to hear a story?" she called out, glancing at a group of kits nearby.

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anyone is welcome to listen, not just kits! (:

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── I WOKE UP IN TEARS ⋅✩⋅ WITHOUT YOU BY MY SIDE ──┐‎

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• FLAMEWHISKER ✩ she/her, deputy of thunderclan, 31 moons, ages on the 20th
  ⭃ LH red tabby with low white (masks black tabby, carries dilute, solid)
  ⭃ formerly mated to flycatcher / / mother to: falconheart, stormfeather, sparrowkit, sunkit, mothkit, scorchedkit, and squirrelkit
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ will start a fight, will finish fights, will kill (case depending)
  ⭃ link to toyhouse
  ⭃ penned by Icey ! ↛ @icefang65 on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[braveheart : ̗̀➛]

☀ . ° ✦ The apprentices den had gotten a little damp from the harsh rains. The ferns that typically shielded their nests from the elements were not quite enough to withstand it all, so Bravepaw and a few of his denmates took it upon themselves to dry out the bedding that caught the worst of it.

Except it was a little difficult to dry anything with the ground being so muddy. Not much forethought in the matter, so for now he's laid out some moss across the dry parts of the stump that sat in the sunlight. He would get back to that later! For now he was curious about Flamewhisker as she emerged from the nursery.

"I DO!!" Bravepaw shouted and rushed to stand in front of the deputy, mud splashing in his wake. "Is it a happy one? Is it from the journey?"

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ooc Information

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  BRAVEPAW — HE/HIM ･ 7 MOONS ･ THUNDERCLAN & APPRENTICE ･ PENNED BY beatae!

  A Longhaired chocolate tabby/blue tabby chimera with deep blue eyes. Very thick coat that has started to grow into long, wispy curls. Developing into an awkward stage of kitten uglies as the rest of his body grows and changes. Severe scars from owl talons stretch across his shoulders and another that starts from his back down his left thigh.

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[Dovepaw]

Dovekit had quickly learned that they did not like wet. There was no doubt about it that they were a ThunderClanner through and through, nothing like the RiverClanners that they'd heard liked to swim in the water and eat fish, and they couldn't understand how a cat could enjoy the wetness that came with rain and mud, let alone willingly getting into a river to swim and get even more wet.

Watching the others play within the gross mud they were relieved to hear the call from Flamewhisker, and eyes lit up as Dovekit found their way quickly towards the queen, no longer caring about the mud that they may step in as they made their way to her. There was going to be a story and Dovekit liked stories. At the question from Bravepaw, the kit found their eyes widening as head nod along. "What's it gonna be about?" They found themself asking, not wanting to force the other into sharing a story about the journey but big blue eyes betraying that that was what they truly wanted - though any story really would suffice.

PEACE LIKE A RIVER 𓇢𓆸 ALWAYS GOING, NEVER GETTING

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• DOVEKIT - GEN 4; ROEFLAME X BURNSTORM
  -- afab ;; they/them ;; thunderclan kitten
  -- sibling to littlekit && beetlekit
  -- lh chocolate silver lynx point
  -- stubborn && questions everything
  -- speaks in bolded #96b6a6

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[beetlepaw]

Beetlekit, of course, did not mind the wet. The newleaf showers felt great beneath layers of thickly growing fur. He wondered how his Dad was going to manage to keep up with the heat, because despite Beetlekit still being small (which, he didn't believe, by the way,) he felt awful hot when the sun was on his flank for too long. He was splashing in the water now, giggling at his cousin or another kit. Eyes flashed towards Dovekit, watching his sibling start to speak to Flamewhisker.

Beetlekit approached, head dipping down as he scrambled through downfall to make it to the dry patch. Mud coated up to his shoulders, but he looked accomplished, and now a bit worn out. Someone was going to have an awesome nap. Bravepaw was here too, and Beetlekit flicked his ears towards the older, but green eyes were cemented on Flamewhisker as he slowly lowered onto his stomach. "Just what was the journey, anyways?"

He paused, glancing towards his sibling before looking back towards Flamewhisker. "Yeah, what's your story about?"

—————---***I DON'T START FIGHTS BUT***————---​

✧ I'LL HANDLE YOU JUST FINE

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• — LH black smoke with green eyes. scruffy looking with a very solid build.
  — 3 moons old; ages the 16th every month
  — tba orient. ; currently not looking
  — child of BURNSTORM and ROEFLAME
  — thunderclan ; loyal to FAMILY
  — medium to befriend ; trusts family mostly, trusts little otherwise
  — "speech", thoughts, attacking
  — peaceful powerplay allowed

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[Scorchedkit]

The promise of a story told by none other than Flamewhisker herself caught the tortoiseshell's attention immediately. The thick globs of mud kicked up by Bravepaw narrowly miss splashing against her coat as she jumps out the way. The lingering dampness it carried followed by its sticky texture was not something she enjoyed. Carefully, Scorchedkit picked her way through the driest spots she could manage until she made it to her mother's side. Briefly she glanced at the others as they began speaking, but her attention hovered on Beetlekit. "It must be a really good story. The elders even said that my mama went on it herself." Scorchedkit chirped with a delightful curl of her thick fluffy tail. Truthfully she didn't know much about the journey either. But she took pride in knowing Flamewhisker was involved. Smiling she turned her attention back to the queen with bright shining eyes. ​

̶̶̶̶  «̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ «̶ ̶̶̶   thunderclan kit / three months / she/her  ̶ ̶ ̶»̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ »̶ ̶̶̶  ​

 

[Fadingpaw]

[ ༻ ☼ ༺ ] Fadingkit enjoyed the showers of new leaf, to feel the droplets of water hit her fur, she didn't mi d it at all. Yet the promises of a story and the chatter of her denmates as well as an apprentice caught the young she-kits attention and she silently waddled over, ears swerved forward while stubby tail wiggle slightly and a bright look shimmer in her gaze. The promise of a good story had her excited and she could not wait to hear it. "Flamewhisker went on the journey? Then...did you see everything?" she asked Flamewhisker curiously, and by everything she meant the whole world, beyond the territory... and mkee than what the knew of in camp.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── So many angles , so many lines ──┐‎

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  "speak""Thoughts"
  
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  Fadingkit ☼ She/Her, Kit of Thunderclan, 3 moons.
  ⭃ Stocky short flame point tabby she-kit with blue eyes and stubby tail, one floppy ear
  ⭃ Crimsonsun x Shadedmoon
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted (ask first) / / underline and tag when attacking
  ↛ see battle info here
  ⭃ penned by Ryn ↛ @/Rynnaro on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[Flamestar]

⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊ As she expected, it did not take long for listeners to gather around her. She offered Bravepaw a nod of greeting, watching as mud splashed from his paws as he bounded over. "It is about the journey." she confirmed, before glancing down to Dovekit. She couldn't promise the tale to be happy, but she would try her best to shed light on the trip. Most of the journey had been filled with terror, doubt, darkness, grief...but her clanmates were fascinated with hearing what it was like outside the Clan territories. Bettlekit asked what the Journey was about, and she motioned with a paw that she would answer his question soon. Scorchedkit carefully made her way to her side, and Flamewhisker whisked her tail around her kit to touch her shoulder, before withdrawing it. Fadingkit spoke up, asking what she saw.

"Several seasons ago, a strange new illness that would soon be named Yellowcough, began to stir in the Clans. It started in one, and began to make its way through all of them. The Medicine Cats treated those who were sick how they normally would, but nothing seemed to help. With no herbs helping, the Medicine Cats were left to experiment, until Berryheart discovered the cure, Lungwort. The treatment worked, but it was a herb that was only found in Leafbare, so it soon ran out. We were still several moons away from Leafbare, and cats were beginning to fall sick again. Many clanmates were lost, so we had to do something.

The Medicine Cats met with Starclan, and they were told of a far away place, cold enough where the Lungwort grew. It was decided that volunteers from each Clan would travel to the Mountains to harvest the Lungwort. Nightbird, Gentlestorm, Lightstrike, Stormywing, Batwing, Little Wolf, Stormfeather...Stormpaw at the time, and I went from Thunderclan." She paused, waiting to see their reactions.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── I WOKE UP IN TEARS ⋅✩⋅ WITHOUT YOU BY MY SIDE ──┐‎

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• FLAMEWHISKER ✩ she/her, deputy of thunderclan, 32 moons, ages on the 20th
  ⭃ LH red tabby with low white (masks black tabby, carries dilute, solid)
  ⭃ widowed mate to flycatcher / / mother to: falconheart, stormfeather, sparrowkit, sunkit, mothkit, scorchedkit, and squirrelkit
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ will start a fight, will finish fights, will kill (case depending)
  ⭃ link to toyhouse
  ⭃ penned by Icey ! ↛ @icefang65 on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[Scorchedkit]

As the story began Scorchedkit nestled down into a comfortable loaf. Ebony paws tucked underneath her orange-speckled pelt while the first few details left her mother's mouth. The narrative opens with a new sickness, Yellowcough. The thought of an incurable disease running rampant through the clans made her pelt prickle with unease. Her brows pinch thoughtfully as she briefly contemplated where something like that could have come from. Her attention drifts, skimming across the other kittens within their circle. What were their reactions? While attempting to gauge their expressions she was missing out on the story. Dismissing her curiosity for now she returned her attention to Flamewhisker's story.

The story's cast grows to include various volunteers, several of whom she knew. An audible gasp escaped her lips as Flamewhisker listed two additional family members. Stormywing and Stormfeather respectively. "I didn't know so many of our family went on the journey." Scorchedkit murmured in awe, adjusting her position beneath her mother. "Were there more Thunderclan volunteers than the rest of the clans?" She questioned with an owlish tilt of her head. ​

̶̶̶̶  «̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ «̶ ̶̶̶   thunderclan kit / three months / she/her  ̶ ̶ ̶»̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ »̶ ̶̶̶  ​