camp peanut butter waffles // playing with kits

[flowercloud.]

Her golden and white fur moves gracefully under the rays of the shine that made her pelt glitter- green gaze soft as moss as she did her favorite thing. playing with kittens gave her an exhilarated feeling, and she could even consider it a form of self care for herself.

for the longest time, Flowercloud didn't have a family. the large fluffy warrior would have interest in the kittens, knowing one day that she wanted to be a mother. she did whatever they wanted her to do; she's been kittens tall rocks, a bear, given badger rides- but she had a family now. she had duskpool and shiori. and that wouldn't even stop her from enjoying her time with them.

she's done whatever she could to make the kits happy. she heard that it takes a village to raise a child and that was something that flower cloud didn't mind helping. the amber girl wouldn't really mind anything else either. she was pretty eager for anything to do.it was all because the summer was hot and the sun burned down on her. you can only run from fire so much.

her large form would reach the nursery, offering anyone outside a lopsided grin. "darlings, is there anything in specific you'd like to play? a game perhaps?" her voice was gentle and soft, hoping not to scare the new ones she heard about.

@FLUFFYKIT

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[FLUFFYPAW]

Fluffykit, despite her rampant cowardice, can’t escape the instinct to pounce on a twitching tail or a low-flying scrap of moss, and when Flowercloud nears the nursery, she’s watching the she-cat’s tail with rapturous blue-green eyes. “A—a game?” She squeaks, looking uncertainly to @butterflytuft who is nearby. She doesn’t know any games, except she has watched Howlfire’s bigger kits roughhouse and scamper about camp. She has seen them batting moss around, too, but is that a game? She suddenly doesn’t know… and besides, she doesn’t know this big, soft-voiced she-cat. She trembles, cowering. “Dunno… Mama?” Her voice is whispery, querulous.

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[butterflytuft]

Butterflytuft lifts her head, cautiously peering at the clanmate that has entered the den asking to play a game. She does not know Flowercloud all too well, but she still offers her kindest of smiles, trying to hide any bit of wariness out of politeness. Fluffykit looks uncertainly back up at her, and the queen nods gently down to her and mews, "It's alright, you can play a game if you want. But you mustn't venture far." Not that it would matter, for she would be following wherever Fluffykit would go. She blinks back towards Flowercloud and pricks her ears carefully. "What did you have in mind?" They're young, too young to do very much, but there are plenty of games even moon-old kits can play.​

 

[Springshine]

While Flowercloud kept her voice low, scared of startling Butterflytuft’s kits, Springpaw held no such reservations. "I wanna play!" she cries out in a voice that’s just a bit too loud, eyes shining brightly in unconcealed excitement. No one ever wanted to play games with her anymore, because she was an apprentice she was supposed to be doing apprentice things now. But Springpaw didn’t want to do apprentice things! She wanted to play moss ball and hide and seek and get badger rides!

But then she gets sad because she remembers that if Roseblaze were here, her mother would tell her to be polite and to use nice words. Maybe if she was good then she would come back. "I mean, if that’s okay of course." she adds sheepishly, eyes suddenly downcast as she kicks at the ground with one shaded paw.

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[BEETLEBACK]

"Me! Me! I wanna play too!" Beetleback's cheerful trill would follow Springpaw's words as he padded towards the group. Perhaps, it is odd a warrior wants to play a game that is meant for kits. However, he has done his duties and maybe they could play a game where they have to beat him and Flowercloud? Beetleback had not been there for his own kits. Never played with them. Never visited them. Never showed them any affection, but that was due to circumstance. He had abandoned his mate and kits (that he didn't know existed) and so he was not there for them. They are here within the clan doing whatever it is they fancied while he did as he pleased. In all, it worked out.

Beetleback doesn't ask for permission, which maybe he should have. Instead, he takes charge with a crooked grin. Don't be mistaken! He is not planning anything suspicious, his most natural smile is a crooked one. He looks down at Fluffykit and takes great care to speak softly, "Wanna play with a moss ball?" That's like, not a super stretch to suggest, right? Fluffykit can play this, right?