you were staring out the window ♡♥ cleaning

[Halfshade]

Shooing out Bramblesong and Snailcurl was easy, they wanted a break from the dreary confines of this shallow den anyways and with the kittens all moved to the apprentice den there was no one to fret over or entertain so she left the two queens to their relaxing near the stones to set to work. Newleaf was not quite here yet, but it was close enough for some nice dry moss and a few flowers to begin growing and Halfshade had indulged that morning in completed destroying her old nest in the warrior's den to make a new one; slightly bigger to accomadate for the fact she now shared it after all but she had shown a mercy and not overloaded it with floral scents.
The nursery however...she would drown it in nice nesting with a light fragrance, she had found a few pine needles along the thunderpath as well that could be left in corners to help freshen things up as well as a pinecone she figured would be a decent plaything perhaps.
The torbie wasted no time in her slaughter of the old bedding, shredding it with claws and kicking clumps of it out into the middle of the camp to be dealt with later. The dust set her sneezing, the debris made her eyes water and she sacrificed her clean and fluffy tail to sweep away the rest of the bits on the ground out but eventually she had the entire thing stripped clean; not a speck out of place. Pale paws pivoted, pushed her out of the den to set about piling up the old material near the edge of camp so it wouldn't be in the way; she would take it to the border later as an extra layer of ShadowClan scent but for now she wanted it not getting tangled in her paws. Nest making was an art form and she wanted space so she took a moment to remove the bits of old bedding from her coat before settling down to knead and tear at the new mossy foundation for the den.
Too much shredded made it dangerous for kits, small enough to be breathed in but not enough and it was too hard and they were uncomfortable! A balance had to made, pliant but stable. A cheerful little hum rose up in her throat as she clawed and tugged, kneading rhythmically.

[OOC: This takes place after the meeting where the current kits were all apprentice.]
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[heavybranch]

➳ ➳ Halfshade seemingly approaches every aspect of life with the same level of precision. It feels redundant to Heavybranch to do so — why make a stride when a step will do? — but he is not Halfshade, and if Halfshade wants to pour what seems to be an unnecessary amount of effort into clearing out the nursery, who is Heavybranch to question her?

Well, it would be awfully boring around here if Heavybranch doesn't question her a little.

❝I've known kitting queens less clean-crazy,❞ Heavybranch is interrupted by a flank-heaving cough, which he continues speaking around as soon as he is able, ❝Unless this is meant to be an announcement, you'd better sit down. You're makin' my joints ache.❞

To punctuate his point, Heavybranch settles besides Halfshade's refuse pile, large paws tucked below his chest.

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[LlLACPAW]

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She'd been observing her new mentor's actions with curiosity, having not payed attention to the molly outside of her beauty and silver tongue before. As her apprentice, Lilacpaw would be spending more time with her of course, but this was merely for her own comfort. Observing the little quirks and minute details that made a person who they were helped keep her stable and calm.

Her ears perk at Heavybranch's suggestion, and before she knows it, her own quip comes tumbling off her tongue. "Halfshade just doesn't like to do things in half-measures is all." Its true from what she's observed, a mild joke slipped in purely on accident, but it did make sense as she looked back on things. The molly never did like to do things she wasn't going to be proud having her name attached to, or at least that seemed like a reasonable conclusion based on this observation session. It was of course, only surface level deduction, not much merit to it.

She turns to the tortie with a small tilt to her ears. "Did you want any help with your task Halfshade?" It made sense to offer, considering their new relations.​

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• [Please ping @/Chérie if this character is needed, instead of this account]
  Lilackit - LILACPAW
  9 moons, closeted demigirl [currently uses she/her]
  A willowy, longhaired chocolate marble tabby with a distinct ruffle of neck and chest fur that trails down her back and white markings, has pale/dull green eyes
  Lilacpaw is currently a mirror to those around her, she should be considered a spineless, two-faced cat among her peers, and a rather useless cat to the clan by most adults. She tends to strive for positive attention from everyone, only to have it blow up in her face and spawn negative attention instead.
  Has recently lost her mentor Nightwillow to starvation, is becoming increasingly unstable.
  Speaks in #AD8AE1
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[CHILLEDSTAR.]

DON'T YOU GIVE ME UP, PLEASE DON'T GIVE UP​

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chilledgaze actually enjoyed cleaning. call it what you wanted but it eased their mind. it was constant clutter in there, back and forth bickering between self doubt and self hatred. throw some anxiety in there, and the deputy's head was one big clusterfuck. no way that the clan didn't know that but their only a cat. they had feelings just as well as anyone else did, even if they tried to act like they didn't. with a grunt, they looked over at halfshade. the she cat often ignored their presence and chilledgaze might have been wounded in their pride... had they gave a fuck. but they didn't. halfsahde didn't even realize that she was doing them a favor.

they began to follow suit. they needed new bedding of their own. they had dragged their nest out, picking and pulling at the tattered mess of it. they needed it to be... a certain way. birchmilk had fucked it up when she brought it to the middle of the camp in some odd spectacle, but they couldn't focus on that. they had wished it was new leaf already... better material to build a good nest with. flowers even. they did like flowers... they always liked flowers. and bird feathers.... squirrel pelts. rare, but very comfortable for them. they'd make this work, sure, but they'd wished they had better stuff.
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