camp we are young - puddles

[Flamestar]

⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊ Rain had fallen all night, and all morning. The clouds hadn't given up their downpour until around sun high, causing a den full of antsy kittens. As the kits were released into the camp, Flamewhisker followed behind Roeflame and found a decently dry spot to sit. There were few worse things than trying to entertain an entire den full of kits inside the nursery, but the last thing they needed was for any of them to get sick from playing out in a rain as heavy as that storm was. If it were sprinkles, she would have considered it...but no cats needed to be out in a rain like that. She felt bad for those who would be returning from the border patrols soon, wet pelts were heavy an uncomfortable. Thunderclanners were not built for being wet, not like their fishy neighbors.

The queen turned to speak to Roeflame, but when she did, her denmate was no longer there. She frowned, watching the other queen pad away to talk to one of her kits. A flash of black and orange caught her eye, Scorchedkit was beside her now. "Hey...remember that hunter's crouch I taught you? Watch this..." White paws rose, then lowered into a lethal position. Her tail flicked once, but as an unspoken order to stay quiet...one they would eventually learn in their apprenticeship. The huntress took a slow step forward, her belly hovering just above the ground. It had been moons since she had hunted, and her muscles felt weak and unpracticed after not being used for so long. Her stalk was not nearly as perfect as it should be, but the kits wouldn't know that, besides, she needed the exercise!

In a flash, Flamewhisker leapt forward with outstretched paws. She appeared to be leaping for Roeflame, but instead she landed squarely into a large puddle. Water sprayed forward, drenching the other queen just as much as it had herself. "That's how you do it!" Her muzzle lifted up in fake pride, shooting a sly grin towards her now soaking denmate.

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@ROEFLAME .
and mentioned @Scorchedkit but anyone may respond after Roeflame (:

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── MY DARLING ⋅✩⋅ WHO KNEW ──┐‎

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• FLAMEWHISKER ✩ she/her, deputy of thunderclan, 32 moons, ages on the 20th
  ⭃ LH red tabby with low white (masks black tabby, carries dilute, solid)
  ⭃ widowed mate to flycatcher / / mother to: falconheart, stormfeather, sparrowpaw, sunkit, mothkit, scorchedkit, and squirrelkit
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ will start a fight, will finish fights, will kill (case depending)
  ⭃ link to toyhouse
  ⭃ penned by Icey ! ↛ @icefang65 on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[ROEFLAME .]

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Flamewhisker’s company had become one of the first the queen sought out when she had the spare moment to socialize, a friendship that was inevitable in nursery-bound solidarity. Not long after settling in one of the few patches of camp that had not been drenched in recent downpour, there is a squeal from somewhere nearby, the voice belonging to one of her own.
As tender paws checked over her kitten, the brassed queen is oblivious to her friend's stealthy approach, or mischievous intentions. As a shadow flickers in her peripheral vision, Roeflame whirls around just in time to hear a splash, before droplets of water are fired at her moments later. “What the-” Roeflame snaps, but hearing her denmates triumphant voice eases any instinctive hackles. Blinking droplets from cinnamon eyelashes, Flamewhisker’s sly grin earns a playfully competitive scrunch of Roeflame’s muzzle. “Oh yeah?” The queen fires back with a false bravado, throwing her head over her shoulder to make sure all her ducklings were still safely in sight before she would leap for the mud-seeped puddle adjacent to Flamewhiskers, forepaws smacking against the surface with force meant to send a good splash in the fiery mollys direction, she even finishes her counter move with a good shake of her fur, hoping to send good few stray droplets in her friends direction.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── SHE BLOWS OUTTA NOWHERE ⋅✴⋅ ROMAN CANDLE OF THE WILD ──┐‎

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  ROEFLAME ✩ she/her, Lead Warrior of Thunderclan, twenty-two moons.
  ⭃ petite cinnamon silver ticked tabby with murky green eyes & a small scar over her left eye.
  ⭃ mate to Burnstorm ☀ mentor to Foxpaw
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted ☀ underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by Noor ↛ @toyangel on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[Meadowpaw]

When Meadowkit is released upon the camp she swears that she can hear the collective groan of all the adults and older apprentice. Meadowkit is a wildfire sweeping through the clearing, an unstoppable force who wills her presence to be known to everyone in the clan. "GOOD MORNING THUNDERCLAN!" She calls out in a sing-song voice, head tilted to the sky and a wide smile plastered on her features. Nevermind that it was sunhigh, it was morning to her because she had just woken from a nap, ready to play and bursting with energy from missing her normal early routine. When she looks back at the adults though, a frown takes over her lips when she discovers that they and the other kits weren't paying any attention to her. "Hey, no fair!" she protests with a slight whine "How come you didn't show me the hunters crouch Scorchedkit?" Her denmates would be leagues ahead of her with all the extra training their parents were giving them and when she reached the apprentices den she would be drastically behind she's sure of it!

Laughter erupts from her jaws when Flamewhisker sends water flying in every direction, with Roeflame taking the brunt of the splash. "ME TOO! ME TOO! I CAN DO THAT TOO!" She calls excitedly as she barrels for the next nearest puddle and jumps right in with a loud excited squeal, not caring about who nearby got drenched as a result.

( ❀༉ ) make me feel like I'm set on fire

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  MEADOWKIT THUNDERCLAN KITTEN ; SHE / HER
  LIGHTSTRIKE X MOONWHISPER SISTER TO SCARLETKIT & MOTTLEDKIT
  

  A large fluffy red tabby kitten with a white chest, stomach, tail, muzzle and stripe running along her back. Her eyes are a deep, forest, green and in her pelt one can usually find flowers woven

  ✦ easy in battle + no formal training
  

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[leafhusk]

⚘ even as the rain fell into the ravine, leafhusk still took the time to groom herself this morning. it was a lazy attempt at postponing the inevitable, as soon as she stepped out, the hard work had been ruined. she left camp to patrol that morning with a fur of droplets, then came back in a coat of rain. it wasn’t too bad, she is simply dramatic towards her dislike of the rain.

damp paws awkwardly side-step from meadowkit’s screeching, she watches the splash of water slam into the ground beside her. leafhusk lets out a breath she was holding, scooting away from the splash zone of the nursery. so far, she hasn’t been jealous of the queens’ babysitting duties- much like right now. they were cute, sure, but all of the mud they’re tracking.

"glad people are finding enjoyment from that downpour." she chuffs, ear flicking towards the nearest clanmate. she shakes a tawny paw, faint droplets of mud falling onto the ground.​

 

[Flamestar]

⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊Like she had expected, the other queen shot her a competitive grin much like her own. Flamewhisker lowered her shoulders, bracing herself for Roeflame's retaliation. Like a flash, the Molly shot forward, sending water to spray all over her not so dry anymore pelt. Flamewhisker let out a fake offended huff, but as she did so, Roeflame shook out her pelt to soak her again. Her paws and chest were stained with mud, the thought of having to lick all this out later made her nose scrunch...but that was a problem for later.

Her gaze darted to Meadowkit, who was also joining in on the fun. "Meadowkit! If you help me, I'll teach you the hunter's crouch later." she offered, almost positive Moonwhisper's daughter would take the bait. Green eyes shift back to Roeflame, flashing her another smile. "You're out numbered now!" She then hopped up on her back paws, before forcing her front legs back down to hopefully send another splash towards her denmate.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── MY DARLING ⋅✩⋅ WHO KNEW ──┐‎

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• FLAMEWHISKER ✩ she/her, deputy of thunderclan, 32 moons, ages on the 20th
  ⭃ LH red tabby with low white (masks black tabby, carries dilute, solid)
  ⭃ widowed mate to flycatcher / / mother to: falconheart, stormfeather, sparrowpaw, sunkit, mothkit, scorchedkit, and squirrelkit
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ will start a fight, will finish fights, will kill (case depending)
  ⭃ link to toyhouse
  ⭃ penned by Icey ! ↛ @icefang65 on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[RACCOONSTRIPE]

Raccoonstripe enters camp dismally, soaked to the bone, his pelt hanging in dark streams from his body. The rain had soaked the forest the entire time he'd been on patrol—only after he'd returned had the sun peered from behind the clouds. Camp had been silent and gray when he'd left this morning, but now, as he re-enters behind Leafhusk, he finds it bustling with activity. Kits, cooped up this morning and antsy, sprawl in the clearing, their little paws finding refuge in mud puddles. The queens, too, do their best to splash one another; Roeflame and Flamewhisker are side-by-side, their grins near-infectious.

But when he looks at them, he only sees Nightbird, torn away from his side and stuffed into the nursery with a gaggle of rambunctious kits. He sees his mate, her stern face bone-weary as kits clamber over her, suck her dry of every drop of attention. His breath rattles in his throat as he watches Meadowkit, filthy, playing in rainwater.

Leafhusk remarks that she's glad the Clan is finding some relief in the rain. He murmurs, "It would look more fun if we hadn't been doing it all morning, huh?" He settles, twisting his head to strip the mud from his fur. All the while, he watches Flamewhisker, Roeflame, and the kits, something souring his expression as he does.

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

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• Raccoon . Raccoonstripe, he/him w/ masculine terms.
  — “speech”, thoughts, attack
  — 37 moons old, ages realistically on the 5th.
  — mentored by n/a ; mentoring Thistlepaw ; previously mentored Wildheart, Moonwhisper
  — thunderclan lead warrior. gray wolf x howlingstar, gen 2.
  — currently mated to Nightbird.
  — penned by Marquette.
  
  
  lh black tabby with white and dark brown eyes. charismatic, charming, calculating, ambitious, shallow, manipulative.
  
  

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