- Mar 14, 2024
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-ˋˏ ༻ ❆༺ ˎˊ- When mama had told her about the time Aunt Frecks had woven pretty petals into her fur, something had just about exploded behind her sunshine gaze, a whole new world discovered.
It hadn’t been difficult to find a willing subject to experiment on, Bravepaw was one of the nicer apprentices- younger too, so he wasn’t all that scary yet.
”Okay, you gotta remember to stay still- but let me know if I pull okay?” The kitten reminds the apprentice that sits in front of her, the expression she wears is serious- Littlekit’s are is no joke!
Once the terms were confirmed once more, Littlekit gives a satisfactory nod, a small chocolate paw tapping at the ground, signaling for him to lay down.
”Hmm…” there were various supplies at her disposal today, some pretty weeds that had begun to sprout around camp, twigs, flowers and other unique sprouts that she pleaded to her father and kin alike to scavenge for her when they could.
Her gaze flickers back up, squinting in thought.
Blue. Littlekit eventually decides, reaching for the scarce blue blooms she had in her collection at the moment.
It doesn’t cross her mind that her mother had neglected to tell her how Aunt Frecks had done it, but as mousey paws loop the first step between two blades of the others fur, she twists the stem again, wrapping it all up in Bravepaws pelt and securing it.
There! Far from perfect, but she would get the hang of it.
Without another thought, she reaches for the second stem, then the third.
”You’re gonna look so great!”
It hadn’t been difficult to find a willing subject to experiment on, Bravepaw was one of the nicer apprentices- younger too, so he wasn’t all that scary yet.
”Okay, you gotta remember to stay still- but let me know if I pull okay?” The kitten reminds the apprentice that sits in front of her, the expression she wears is serious- Littlekit’s are is no joke!
Once the terms were confirmed once more, Littlekit gives a satisfactory nod, a small chocolate paw tapping at the ground, signaling for him to lay down.
”Hmm…” there were various supplies at her disposal today, some pretty weeds that had begun to sprout around camp, twigs, flowers and other unique sprouts that she pleaded to her father and kin alike to scavenge for her when they could.
Her gaze flickers back up, squinting in thought.
Blue. Littlekit eventually decides, reaching for the scarce blue blooms she had in her collection at the moment.
It doesn’t cross her mind that her mother had neglected to tell her how Aunt Frecks had done it, but as mousey paws loop the first step between two blades of the others fur, she twists the stem again, wrapping it all up in Bravepaws pelt and securing it.
There! Far from perfect, but she would get the hang of it.
Without another thought, she reaches for the second stem, then the third.
”You’re gonna look so great!”
┌── THE HASSLE, THE FIGHTING
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THEY ALL WANT A BITE OF ME ──┐
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PAFP — @bravepaw : ̗̀➛
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⭃ Amber-eyed, dense-furred chocolate smoked she-kit with black ribboning stretching across her face, foreleg, and tail.
⭃ daughter of Roeflame && Burnstorm ࿏ sister to Beetlekit && Dovekit
⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
⭃ penned by Noor ↛ @toyangel on discord, feel free to dm for plots.