camp o. fleabrains and maggots

[Jaggedpaw]

I KNOW WHAT YOU WANT FROM ME

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jaggedkit & 05 moons & male & he/him & riverclan kit
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Jaggedkit rolled over from his morning nap in the sun, his mother and father sharing tongues a few tail-lengths away as he did so. His scrawny frame rose to stretch, eyes closed and tail sticking completely out in a straight line as he did so. When he finished and opened his eyes again his tummy rumbled something fierce and he looked down at it with one of those really, now? looks that, lately, had been his favorite to give in the most inappropriate situations— that and an eye roll. His ma hadn’t liked either of those things and he’d gotten his fair share of time-out’s in the past moon.

He glances up at the fresh-kill pile and finds that it’s nearly empty, save for a mouse and a small minnow. It wasn’t unusual for early morning… the morning hunting patrols weren’t back yet. It would be an hour, maybe two until the next one returned with whatever they had caught. Once again, the kit rolled his eyes. Lazy cats, if you asked him. He stomped over to the fresh-kill pile and nudged the mouse with a toe, then picked it up. He nearly threw up at the mushy feeling in his mouth, and he dropped it immediately to start retching. "What in Starclan’s name?! What are those? They’re disgusting!" He shouted, retching again as the pearly white maggots spilled out of the mouse he had been holding. He wasn’t hungry anymore, he didn’t think.

— I KNOW WHAT YOU THINK YOU SEE

• Actions && "Speech," && Thoughts/Quotes
  
  ooc: posting order will apply to this thread to keep things simple :)
  tw/cw: —
  tag: open
  mentor: —
  
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  — chocolate tabby / cinnamon tabby chimera w/ high white, one blue eye and one green eye
  
  — physically healthy && mentally healthy
  — non-violent powerplay allowed && healing powerplay allowed && minor injury powerplay allowed w/ permission

 

[Snakeblink]

MAYBE I'D BE A SAINT IF I WEREN'T ————————————​

As Newleaf brings fresh prey to their stores, cats naturally prefer to fill their bellies with fresh catch and fish still wet with the river water they were pulled from. That means that, unlike during the lean moons, some less favored prey ends up forgotten on the pile; and, without the leafbare cold to preserve them, they often fall prey to nature’s less discerning meat eaters.

In other words: sometimes, they rot.

Jaggedkit’s outburst attracts Snakeblink’s attention just as he’s stepping back into camp, and it doesn’t take a genius to see the reason for it: the mouse at his paws is noticeably… inhabited, even from a distance.

”Ah, that is unfortunate,” he mutters. Especially since they were on border patrol, and Snakeblink did not have the opportunity to catch anything to replace the kit’s meal with. He looks at the mouse with distaste, knowing someone ought to take care of it… before he remembers he does not have to do it himself. ”Turtlepaw, would you mind carrying this out of the camp?” Then, to Jaggedkit: ”If you wait a little longer, the dawn patrol will be back with something more appetizing for you to eat.”​

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ooc. information.

• apprentice tag @turtlepaw
  
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  — Snakeblink • he / him. 51 ☾, riverclan warrior
  — a sleek, skinny tabby with long ears and a scar over his right eye.
  — gay, not actually evil, penned by @Kangoo
  
  
  

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[salmonshade]

Newleaf brings new prey. With new prey brings full bellies, and with full bellies means some prey goes uneaten at the bottom of the pile... Or that the warm weather brings new challenges to the prey as well, and they are just as susceptible as cats are to succumbing to various illnesses and rot, even more so without a medicine cat of their own...

Jaggedkit shouts something and she looks over from her grooming session, spitting out stray furs before Snakeblink has a handle on the situation near instantly.

Salmon wrinkles her nose at the sight of the mouse, nearly gagging at it. Well, thank the Stars Jaggedkit didn't bite in to it... "Ew," it tumbles out of her mouth before she can stop it and unfortunately for her there was no taking it back. Snakeblink instructs Turtlepaw to carry it out of camp and she opens her mouth, closes it, before she sighs and speaks once more. "Should probably comb through the pile. Make sure that nothing else is rotting..." she flicks an ear at her own suggestion, looking up to the lead warrior with slightly narrowed eyes (that still hold alarm and disgust for the mouse) as she steps forwards to inspect the pile herself.

𝙼𝙰𝚈𝙱𝙴 𝙸𝚃𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝙸𝙻𝙴𝙽𝙲𝙴 ଳ⋆｡˚ 𝙼𝙰𝚈𝙱𝙴 𝙸𝚃𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚆𝙰𝚁

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  ❥ salmon ,, salmonshade
  ❥ cis female ,, she/her ,, 39 months
  ❥ warrior of riverclan ,, mentoring riverpaw
  ❥ fluffy & dainty chocolate tortie smoke with white, blue eyes
  ❥ "speech, fd9367" ,, thoughts
  ❥ lesbian ,, single
  ❥ smells like warm flowers & freshly cut grass
  ❥ chibi by pin ,, penned by chuff

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[Jaggedpaw]

I KNOW WHAT YOU WANT FROM ME

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jaggedkit & 05 moons & male & he/him & riverclan kit
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The boy watched as two others popped their noses into what he was going on about. Snakeblink’s suggestion of waiting until one of the other patrols was back in was something he took under consideration, turning back to the minnow that was the only other thing on the presumed pile that was supposed to be his food source. "But what if they take, like, forever to come back?" He whines, looking down at the empty prey pile. His stomach growled again and he fell back on his haunches in dramatics, turning his head up at Snakeblink in plea.

— I KNOW WHAT YOU THINK YOU SEE

• Actions && "Speech," && Thoughts/Quotes
  
  ooc: love their reactions so much LOL
  tw/cw: —
  tag: open
  mentor: —
  
• 
  — chocolate tabby / cinnamon tabby chimera w/ high white, one blue eye and one green eye
  
  — physically healthy && mentally healthy
  — non-violent powerplay allowed && healing powerplay allowed && minor injury powerplay allowed w/ permission

 

[Gladefrost]

Thankfully, for Jaggedkit- the dawn patrol was coming in just at that moment. Her ears twitch at the nearby conversation with Jaggedkit letting out a whine about someone taking forever to come back. A plump trout is clamped firmly between her jaws as she walks over and gently puts it down for the chimera kit and she offers a soft smile towards him, “hungry aren't you?” She inquires with a slight tilt of her crown to the right before glancing at the other three and noticing the expression on their faces. They look disgusted or something of the sorts, did she look weird or was it towards Jaggedkit?

“What's wrong?” Troutsnout inquires toward Snakeblink and Salmonshade before catching something in peripheral that seemed to be crawling. Her brows furrow as she looks slightly and notes the mouse with maggots crawling in it and her nose scrunches in disgust. Was more prey in the freshkill pile like it or was it only this? A sigh parts her lips as she imagines only if the mouse had contaminated the rest of the food, and it makes her stomach curl and flip in disappointment and disgust. “If anything else is contaminated, I'll go out and hunt more. I don't want anyone getting sick.” She murmurs as she shoots a side glance at the freshkill pile, making a mental note to check it out after their conversation.
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