pafp SHE PULLS ME IN ❆ strange 'food'

[Puddlepaw.]

I WANT TO BELONG
LIKE THE BIRDS IN THE TREES ​

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puddlepaw & 10 moons & demi-girl & she/they & windclan apprentice ​

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Sickness has finally let Puddlepaw from its grasp, and yet the tunneler finds it to be an adjustment - to get back into the swing of things. Limbs tire easier now, from disuse she thinks, and she's still winded far too easily. Thankfully, today's patrol is a relaxed thing - content to simply mark the borders and check along horseplace's edge for anything useful, like wool or hay, or if they are i]really[/i] lucky, some prey. And yet, the leopard-spotted molly stumbles across none of these things, but instead a far stranger sight.

Her first thought is that it might be some sort of cool rock or beetle, the way it gleams in the light, but when she inches closer she finds it smells decidedly sweet.. and mouthwatering, at that. Brow wrinkles in confusion, humming trailing off into silence as she ponders the smooth golden not-stone, before waving wildly at her best (and probably only at this point) friend - eyes widened. " I found something weird - do you think we can eat it? "

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B L U E B I R D S ━ F O R E V E R ━ C O L O U R ━ T H E ━ S K Y

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[Brackenpaw]

Brackenpaw doesn't hide the concern that has been on her expression whenever she see's Puddlepaw these days. The apprentice had been cleared and deemed healthy but they occasionally hover around her friend anyways. Today is not one of those days, she tries to mask the concern slightly but the constant checking over her shoulder kind of gives it away. The glare of the sun feels worse today, refracted on the small white clusters that litter the ground. Only highlighting the strength of those small pockets, the antithesis to already sensitive eyes. Regular daylight was annoying, they found that this hurt. With a grimace she tries to walk with a squint, it doesn't really do much other than make them look even more annoyed than she already is.

She isn't given much time to stew in displeasure of the state of the sun, wherever this is a blessing or a curse is undecided. Puddlepaw brings over something else that seems to gleam, it's much prettier than the blinding sun. Golden in colour, so even though this too hurts her eyes they're willing to live with it. "Why is your first instinct to eat anything weird you see?" There's a teasing tone in her blunt reply, taking the opportunity to bump her shoulder against theirs in a friendly manner.

Snake like tail curls curiously at the sight, eating it didn't seem like the worst thing in the world. "We could try to, I doubt it would go well" that doesn't dissuade her though, it looks like it could be within the rock family so if anything they may just find that it's too hard to eat and then they can say they attempted it. "Or we could throw it, I bet it could go really far"

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• ooc. Mentor and fellow apprentice tags @SCORCHSTAR @BILBERRYPAW
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  Brackenpaw ✩ They/she, tunneler apprentice, 13 moons
  
  
  ⸙ A scowling, tiny calico who still needs to grow into her ears.
  ⸙ Mentored by Scorchstar | Formally mentored by Bluefrost.
  ⸙ Speech, thoughts, attacking.
  ⸙ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted ( underline and tag when attacking ).
  ⸙ All opinions are IC only.
  penned by Juice.
  

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[SCORCHSTAR]

༄༄ "You will not eat it," cuts in the voice of reason, embers floating about the moorland queen's tired shoulders. They are still set into the figure of elegant determination, never slumping—but tension lines her entire frame, clear for all to see. Scorchstar would sooner appear cruel than allow even these apprentices to see her falter in the face of emotion. The horseplace holds sunshine-bright memories, sunbursts of Bluepool's presence scattered about like clues to a great mystery. There, in the tug of sheep's wool caught on the wood-splinter of a fence, in the gentle breeze that brushes against her coarse coat. And where her mate does not reside, Rattleheart's green eyes peer at her from the shadow of the barn. Everything here reminds her of what she has lost. It puts the calico on edge, so her voice comes out sharper than she had intended.

But still she stares down at Puddlepaw and Brackenpaw, at the object the two are discussing. It is no rock, no prey to be eaten. It smells strange… and sweet. It could be poison—or it could be harmless, but she has already decided that a WindClanner under her current command will not stoop to eating unknown litter until the clan is well and truly starving. They are not ShadowClan, after all. Eating carrion does not suit them. "I am not opposed to throwing it, though. It looks like it could go far," she adds, with an assenting sweep of her tail.

YOU KNOW I DESERVE IT ☽♰☾ WELL, TAKE IT OUT ON ME

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• SCORCHSTAR ⋆⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺⋆ she/they, leader of windclan, tunneler
  ༄ small, slim flame-streaked calico with fiery golden eyes. cold and closed-off, ferociously protective of her clanmates.
  ༄ mate to bluepool ; sibling to rattleheart & rabbitclaw
  ༄ mentor to bilberrypaw & brackenpaw ; previously mentored pinkshine
  ༄ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted, but may react aggressively
  ༄ penned by foxlore

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[CELANDINEPAW]

Celandinepaw trotted duly after the patrol as she made her rounds along the ends of the barn's stalwart fences, dull-colored pelt like the last aureate shimmer of the sunset, easily blending in with the scraps of hay and grain strewn upon the frostbitten floor. Ambling along the bounds of her old home always allowed bittersweet nostalgia to pool within her. Many seasons ago, as a little kitten, she remembered watching the workfolk prepare for their festivities and chatter amongst themselves. She remembered curling next to her mother, underneath the warm of the manmade microcosm of the barn's sun. It felt strange now to be in the presence of her childhood, but as a stranger who had already become foreign in her past's vision. The spotted tabby tried not to think of it, though, as the pool of nostalgia became greedy in her own desires. It would sooner swallow her up than allow her to live. Olivine eyes caught upon the small glint of gold, like a gilted... pebble? Puddlepaw posited eating it, though Celandinepaw found none of the warmth that a hearty mouse or quail could offer them. "I think I've seen one of these before! Some workfolk tear them open and eat the meat inside. It's this dark brown color." The medicine cat apprentice piped up after Scorchstar commanded them not to eat it, and her leader certainly had reason to do so - what Twolegs could ingest without a second thought could be dangerous to them. The poison-eaters could hardly stomach a mouse, though, which she supposed was why they had her and her family do the dirty work for them. At least they could throw the strange pebbles...?

𝗦𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗘𝗗 𝗢𝗙 𝗟𝗜𝗩𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗧𝗢𝗢 𝗙𝗔𝗦𝗧, 𝗧𝗢𝗢 𝗦𝗟𝗢𝗪 ( .☘︎ ݁˖.☘︎ ݁˖.☘︎ ݁ ) 𝗥𝗘𝗚𝗥𝗘𝗧, 𝗥𝗘𝗠𝗢𝗥𝗦𝗘, 𝗛𝗢𝗟𝗗 𝗢𝗡, 𝗢𝗛 𝗡𝗢

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  ❁ — MEDICINAL EXPERTISE: Celandinepaw is the current medicine cat apprentice of Windclan. Although she is quite new to her position, she also has much expertise with treatment regarding infectious diseases and basic remedies. As for anything more complex... you're better off asking a more experienced medicine cat. WOUNDS — ★★★☆☆ ACHES — ★★★☆☆ INFECTIONS — ★★★☆☆ BROKEN BONES — ★☆☆☆☆ CONTAGIOUS ILLNESSES — ★★★★★ CHRONIC ILLNESSES — ★★☆☆☆ POISONS — ★☆☆☆☆ KITTING — ★☆☆☆☆ TRAVELING — ★★★☆☆​

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  CELANDINEPAW & SHE / HER & 16 MOONS
  

  —— Medicine Cat Apprentice of Windclan / Mentored by Cottonsprig
  —— A shorthaired, wheat-yellow spotted tabby with yellowish-green eyes. Somewhat pudgy, though lean and able to hold her ground in the wild. Broad-shouldered and tall compared to her smaller clanmates, she stands out through a Windclan crowd.
  —— Outgoing and terribly saccharine, she is a friendly and affable face in Windclan. Though ditzy and cowardly, she tries her best to help her clan as one of their healers. She is prone to outbursts when spurned or stressed. She also tends to follow her own personal code and will often go for a safe, painless option.
  —— Penned by Tempest. Contact on Discord (naruk4mi) for plots and threads.

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