camp OTRO ATARDECAR ⊹₊° nest-making

[LUPINESONG]

❀‿ "No, you're going to want to make sure you keep the inside of the nest smooth, be careful with the ends of the bramble... No one wants to get poked all night while they sleep, right?" Lupinepaw prodded at the work of one of her young colleagues with deft paws, tucking away any sharp edges toward the outside of the nest, "Perfect. Okay, yes, just like that. Good job...!"

Camp-keeping was an un-glorious but essential facet of apprenticeship, and Lupinepaw was lucky enough to have aged into more of a managerial position when it came to camp-chores, especially now that there was a whole pile of apprentices trapped in camp antsy enough to be so willing to take part in such mundane tasks as refreshing the medicine-den nests. It was ... a shame that the rule was placed after such awful events as the ones that transpired those few moons ago, but hopefully, they could prevent it from happening again now that the youngest amongst them had a bit more time in the nursery.

Lupinepaw wondered if she was soft-pawed for wishing she had another moon or so to spend as a kitten back in those sunny days of greenleaf. There wasn't anything to do about it now, though. Her attention flitted to another set of small working-paws, "Okay, it doesn't have to be beautiful, but try not to have a bunch of pine needles sticking out all over the place... Here- scoot over, I'll help."

CHANGE, LIKE THE SKY, ⊹₊°❀‿ LIKE THE LEAVES, LIKE A BUTTERFLY.

• OOC: @Hawkpaw @DROWSYPAW , no need to wait for them to post tho !
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  — lupinekit . lupinepaw
  — trans she/her. 10mo apprentice of skyclan. mentored by dandelionwish, padding after falconpaw
  — bobbie x duke. littermate to crowpaw & drowsypaw
  — a tall, pretty, long-haired black smoke with low white and green eyes
  — smells like sweet lupine flowers and young pine needles
  — "speech", thoughts, attack
  — fullbody by pikaihao and funnyguy by pin
  — penned by eezy

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[Sorrelsong]

𓆝 . ° ✦ “Those look nice,” Circe chriped, tail swishing behind her. She blinked languidly at the apprentices, tired from the day out hunting and those nests looked very nice. Was the sun getting warmer? Her paws heavier? Her eye lids sure were heavier.
Instead of giving in, she simply smiled. “Have you tried doing this, though?” She reached over, pressing her paws into the moss, squishing it and kneading it until it was as soft as the clouds. She knew not all cats liked their nest like this, but she did. Reminded her of the better parts of being a kitty pet.

Ooc/ low muse and mobile

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  CIRCE— SHE/HER･ 37 MOONS ･ WARRIOR IN TRAINING & SKY CLAN･ PENNED BY @KEEEKEEEY!

  Once a rather pretty brown smoked molly, Circe is unnaturally lithe and is missing large chunks of her fur. She has an oddly muscular and feminie build and small paws. — physically easy && mentally easy — Attempting to learn Sky Clan's ways — NPC x NPC : Sibling to Duskpool, Shadowfire and Smokefang

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[Chickbloom]

Eggshell was no apprentice, at least on paper. The perpetually-terrified tomcat might have been too old to call the ones learning Skyclan’s ways peers, but there was no doubt that most - if not all - of the apprentices handily outclassed the daylight warrior in terms of skill, much to his dismay. As such, the skittish Scottish Fold had taken to helping out in other ways while he trained his own meager abilities, which was why he was currently doing chores with cats half his age.

Eggshell had been half-paying attention to the conversations around him, wanting to join in but too scared of making any one of infinite social faux pas. Butter-stained paws worked to press moss into a nest, silently wondering why it felt more comfortable than the bed his twolegs provided when Circe’s arrival brought the boy out of his musings. It was a bit less awkward when someone closer to his own age was involved, so Eggshell slowly shuffled over towards the group.

“They - they all look good” the coward assessed, stammering out his assertion as amber eyes attempted to study just how a good nest was made. He wasn’t anywhere close to a good hunter or fighter, but maybe Skyclan could use a dedicated pillow fluffer?​

 

[FLUFFYPAW]

She knows the new rule about apprentices had come about because Hawkpaw, Blazingpaw, and Wolfpaw had gotten hurt. She feels bad about that… she cares for her older denmates, as rowdy as they’d been, and she never wants to see one of her Clanmates getting hurt… but she has to admit, she’s glad she won’t be pushed out of camp by some sharp-eyed mentor in less than a moon. She watches the older cats work their paws, weaving twigs around scraps of moss and pine needles. Fluffykit approaches hesitantly, standing a few foxlengths away from Eggshell and Circe. “What’re you, um… what’re you doing?”

She had seen her mother doing something similar to the walls around camp. It doesn’t look fun, exactly; that isn’t the right word, but it does look… helpful, she thinks. Most apprentice tasks don’t interest her; she’s not particularly enthused about practicing her stalking techniques or wrestling with one of her denmates, but this… she could learn about this, she thinks. She creeps closer, taking a seat near Lupinepaw, who clearly is the master here. “Could, uh… could you teach me, maybe?” She blinks hopefully up at the smoke-pelted she-cat.

『 out of character. 』 ✧･ﾟ:* 『 about. 』

• ooc: —
• 
• Fluffykit, she/her w/ feminine terms.
  — “speech”, thoughts, attack
  — 3 moons old, ages realistically on the 9th.
  — mentored by n/a ; mentoring n/a ; previously mentored n/a.
  — skyclan kit. butterflytuft x dandelionwish, gen 3.
  — penned by Marquette.
  
  
  lh chocolate tortie/cream chimera with jade eyes. frightened, clingy, anxious, gentle.
  
  

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[BLAZINGHEART]

YOU TELL ME THAT YOU NEED ME — Blazingpaw had began to get accustomed to the mundane chores that were around camp and they were oftentimes tedious but he found himself not minding it after a while. He supposes its better than the risk of getting ambushed again by foxhearted rogues or whatever else was out there awaiting them, he tries not to dwell on these thoughts for too long instead focused on what Lupinepaw's words that were directed to Hawkpaw and Drowsypaw. He hardly bats an eye when Circe and Eggshell decide to invite themselves over to the nest-making activity and he briefly glances to Fluffykit sparing her a ghost of a smile only to focus emerald optics to pay close attention to Lupinepaw's handiwork.

"Is the bramble used to keep the nest structure or?" He asks with a slight tilt of his head wondering why it was used if the small thorns ended up poking cats in their sleep according to Lupinepaw but he figures that he should ask so when they needed to make nests and the older apprentice wasn't there to help then maybe he'd know how to.

YOU TELL ME THAT YOU LOVE ME 𓆩✧𓆪 AND I KNOW THAT IM RIGHT

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• 
  ✧ longhaired red tabby tom with green eyes
  ✧ 6 moons old; ages the 28th every month
  ✧ sexuality unknown; too young
  ✧ son of coyotecrest and howlfire
  ✧ brother to wolfpaw and hawkpaw
  ✧ currently being mentored by bobbie
  ✧ easy to befriend ; oftentimes quick to anger
  ✧ "speech", thoughts, attacking
  ✧ peaceful powerplay allowed

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[LUPINESONG]

❀‿ The older members of the clan taking idle interest in her nest-making session brought a pleased little smile to her face, taking it as proof that her lesson was intellectually stimulating enough to warrant the attention of cats older than barely-allowed-out-the-nursery-aged.

She purrs a polite, "Thank you..." when Circe and Eggshell offer their compliments and hums thoughtfully as Circe indulges in her moss-molding secrets, "Kneaded moss is nice, I agree... But since we're making nests for whichever cats are in the medicine den, it would be a shame to ignore the preferences of those who prefer fluffy moss. I'm sure most wouldn't mind your pressed moss, though." But... there were a not insignificant amount of bellyachers in Skyclan, no offense intended (she loved her clan, even the whiny-cats ), so Lupinepaw tried not to sway the branch too much when it came to making nests for everyone.

Fluffykit, soft-spoken and cute-as-a-blossom as always, approaches them with her kitteny curiosity, and Lupinepaw is delighted to indulge her. "Of course, babe!" She chirps, wrapping her own fluffy tail around the little tortie, "We're weaving nests for the medicine den...! Can you help me make sure that this one is filled with an even layer of moss at the bottom?" She picked up a piece of moss and pressed it onto the bramble frame as an example.

She glances up at Blazingpaw's question and nods, "Yes, exactly. The brambles make it sturdier, like a little mini wall keeping all the bedding from scattering all over the place. 'Cause like, you don't want to have loose moss littered all over the place, you know?"

CHANGE, LIKE THE SKY, ⊹₊°❀‿ LIKE THE LEAVES, LIKE A BUTTERFLY.

• OOC:
• 
• 
  — lupinekit . lupinepaw
  — trans she/her. 10mo apprentice of skyclan. mentored by dandelionwish, padding after falconpaw
  — bobbie x duke. littermate to crowpaw & drowsypaw
  — a tall, pretty, long-haired black smoke with low white and green eyes
  — smells like sweet lupine flowers and young pine needles
  — "speech", thoughts, attack
  — fullbody by pikaihao and funnyguy by pin
  — penned by eezy

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[FLUFFYPAW]

Fluffykit blinks appreciatively at the chirp in Lupinepaw’s mew. Blazingpaw ambles over, too, and he gives her a brief smile that she catches and holds onto. She likes this atmosphere so much more than the one that surrounds play wrestling and pretend games; claws are retracted, teeth aren’t needling her tail, and cats are friendly, warmth flowing from behind their teeth. She turns round jade-green eyes onto her nest-making mentor, giving her a solemn, serious nod. Her first task! It’s almost like she’s an apprentice, but… the good kind, the kind that doesn’t have to leave camp or go fighting other cats. “Yes, I can,” she whisper-squeaks.

The cream-colored tortoiseshell watches Lupinepaw pack the moss into the nest as an example, and seriously, studiously, she finds a similar scrap and hooks it onto the tip of a baby claw. Her tongue juts from between her teeth as she forces the bit of moss into the bottom of the nest and flattens it carefully with her paws. She looks anxiously up at Lupinepaw and the other cats, her tail swishing behind her. “Did I do it right?”

『 out of character. 』 ✧･ﾟ:* 『 about. 』

• ooc: —
• 
• Fluffykit, she/her w/ feminine terms.
  — “speech”, thoughts, attack
  — 4 moons old, ages realistically on the 9th.
  — mentored by n/a ; mentoring n/a ; previously mentored n/a.
  — skyclan kit. butterflytuft x dandelionwish, gen 3.
  — penned by Marquette.
  
  
  lh chocolate tortie/cream chimera with jade eyes. frightened, clingy, anxious, gentle.
  
  

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