SEA OF PROBLEMS ☣︎ Nursery Move

[Mintshade]

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Even she, in all her stubborness, could not ignore it any longer. She'd complained loudly to any who would listen over Sunstar not putting her on patrols, making her kitsit some grown cats in the nursery and refusing to let her leave camp, but her voice had lessened in the recent days. She was not softening, she was hardening into a ball of fury, because as much as it pained her she had to admit it was beginning to become a lot of extra work to lug herself around with this swelling roundness at her center - her usually slim frame left her looking outright spherical in shape due to it and she could not settle down on the ground in any way that was comfortable without just dropping to her side and exposing her belly to the world - a posture that made the warrior in her rage at the vulnerability of it. She needed more room and she needed a better nest, so unfortunately for her pride it meant clenching her teeth and committing to the problem she gave herself.
The lanky limbed feline made her way over the nursery, poked her head in to squint and look about before turning with a scowl and narrowed green eyes to the first apprentice she saw, "You." Her voice was a husky growl, she smiled as she inclined her head to the side and loomed over the unfortunate soul who crossed her path first, "Doin' anything? Wanna get me some moss and bracken? You do yeah? You wanna be helpful and nice. Right?" Mintshade's final world bubbled as a threatening hiss despite her wide grin and attempt at pleasantries.

☣︎ All my friends are heathens, take it slow ☣︎ — Wait for them to ask you who you know

• Ooc - Any apprentice can be the one she's bullying lol
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  Mintshade
  —⊰⋅ Warrior (Moor Runner) of WindClan
  —⊰⋅ She/Her
  "SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
  —⊰⋅ SH Solid black cat w/ acid green eyes.
  

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[Periwinklebreeze.]

OH, WHAT IT MEANS TO BE SOMEONE ━
THAT EVERYBODY HAS TO TALK TO━​

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periwinklebreeze ❀ 21 moons ❀ demi-boy ❀ windclan lead warrior ​

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Periwinklebreeze is not, in fact an apprentice - something that not even he, himself, remembers as mintshade catches his attention with a simple 'you'. He'd been visiting his kits - something not uncommon, not these days - and had stopped to tidy up the nest they'd been sharing. But hearing that voice directed at him? It's enough to have him on his paws, blue eyes flickering and head bobbing frantically. Lead warrior now or not, there will always be something truly terrifying about the black she-cat, some sort of naturally ingrained authority (or maybe, just fear) that makes him hang onto her words.

" Ah - er, yeah, n-nothing important, " he's already agreeing, edging his way around the now round she-cat. 'You do yeah? you wanna be helpful and nice.' Stars, for being something he's probably said to the kits ambling about underpaw to coax them into doing something they don't want to, it sure works just as well on him. " R-right - of c-course... erm... I c-could see if bluepool has s-some wool to spare, too? " he offers, eager to please - fear and respect warring in expressive blue eyes as he fails to hide his emotions. Surely, his former mentor would be willing to share with her sister, at the least?

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━H E━H AD━N O━O N E━T H A T━H E━C O U L D━T A L K━T O━

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[dimmingsun]

"There's no need," Dimmingsun offers around a mouthful of moss, hoping his arrival would be akin to Periwinklebreeze's saving grace.

Mintshade's slim form growing more and more plump with each passing day had not been lost on him, but he doubts there is anyone foolish enough to actually comment on it... maybe except the medicine cats who would be in their true right to note a pregnancy. Finally, she's deciding that it's time to settle down instead of lugging around who knows how many kits- and the question regarding who had managed to get close enough to her to warrant a litter is there, but nobody wants to ask it.

He crouches as his head enters the safety of the nursery. His body is blocking Periwinklebreeze, but the glowing emeralds within the shade of the den's walls meet mismatched violets, suggesting that's on purpose. "I brought these for you." He finally lets go of his package and starts spreading it into two piles. "But since Mintshade has asked so nicely, I thought you could share until someone-" (Not the lead warrior with plenty of things to do.) "-grabs some more bedding."

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INTO THE NIGHT ✦ I DRINK AND DRIVE

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• DIMMINGSUN ✦ WINDCLAN WARRIOR
  ────── HE/HIM ✦ PENNED BY KARMEN ✦ 04/15
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[BLUEFROST]

Bluefrost is utterly perplexed by the change in her aunt’s physique. It’s clear she’s bearing kits—her figure had gone from slender to plump in the matter of a fortnite—but who is their sire? She hadn’t seen Mintshade act affectionately with any cat. Bluepool has cuddled openly and freely with Scorchstreak, and her mother had never shied away from the gentle touches and shared, lingering looks with Weaselclaw, despite everything else. She watches with confusion as Mintshade bullies Periwinklebreeze into building her a nest, gaze flicking to Dimmingsun as he offers to share the moss he’d brought for the other kits.

“I… I will grab some bracken,” she offers, her tattered ear flicking uncertainly. She feels a little uncomfortable, looking at her kin in such a compromised position—it’s a very different image than the one Mintshade normally poses. Bluefrost would rather be doing an apprentice’s chores than lingering around the nursery, anyway.

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

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• Bluekit . Bluepaw . Bluefrost, she/her w/ feminine terms.
  — “speech”, thoughts, attack
  — 14 moons old, ages realistically on the 14th.
  — mentored by Sootstar ; mentoring n/a ; previously mentored n/a.
  — windclan warrior. sootstar x weaselclaw, gen 2.
  — penned by Marquette.
  
  
  lh blue and white she-cat with emerald eyes. aloof, dignified, poised, haughty, composed, distant.
  
  

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[Azaleafrost]

Azaleafrost thinks the same way Bluefrost does, for once. Mintshade never cuddled with anyone, never showed interest in anyone... Who was the father? She never thought in a million years that Mintshade of all cats would have kits. She thought she didn't like them.... This was something she could puzzle over for an eternity, but it didn't change the fact that there would soon be a mini Mintshade. Which excites Azaleafrost. Some might dread this concept, but Azaleafrost finds Mintshade to be fun. She likes her old mentor. If Mintshade has no fans, Azaleafrost is dead.

"Do you need any help with a nest?" She asks. Even if Mintshade didn't want to be in the nursery, she still deserved a nice nest and Azaleafrost was always willing to help. "If not, I can go find some more moss." She'll bring back the best moss. Only the best for Mintshade.​