Splitpaw's eyes widen. He was gonna share the half eaten bird with her?! Her heart raced, nodded she turned and took another bite of the bird before pushing it towards him. She chewed the bird for quite sometime before swallowing it.
Burnedpaw nodded, oblivious to Splitpaw’s rush of emotions. He took a bite and nudged it back to her. “I noticed you didn’t eat last night either.” He stated matter-of-factly. “You need to make sure you’re taking care of yourself.”
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Fluffy leopard-spotted she-cat with dichroic eyes and a scar covering half her face.
She/Her | 22 Moons | ThunderClan Warrior | Sweet but Deadly
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What?
Mothflame smiled. Nobody- especially not a kit - has ever said such things to her. She nodded, staring at her own eye in her reflection. Maybe she shouldn't be so negative. Maybe there is a chance to see the bright side of things.
There's always light at the end of a tunnel.
"Thank you, dearie! And, you're right. It is like a sun. And there is only one sun, and one moon," Mothflame pats the kit lightly with her tail. She looked off to the distance, back to the water, and then back to the kit once more. "My name is Mothflame." She thought for a bit. What was she doing earlier? Looking at herself in the water, she guesses. "I guess I was just... Looking at my own reflection. A cat needs to make sure they look fresh before doing anything, hm?"
((Mothflame would totally spend hours doing makeup if she were human,, not heavy makeup, but very light makeup that took hours. I don't know she's just silly like that))
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The kit beams at the acknowledgment that his statement had been correct. Mothflame. That’s right- what a fitting name for a cat of that orange color, like the orange he sees those few times when he gets to stay outside long enough to see the setting sky. Learning that she is called that just draws Buzzkit to marvel at it even more, his eyes drifting across the warrior’s pelt every once in a while before crossing back to Mothflame’s face.
“Look fresh?” It takes a heartbeat for Buzzkit to comprehend what that means, the phrase new to him - but then he lets out a little purr, a single mrrow of a laugh.
“I dunno! I think it doesn’t matter as long as you’re having fun. Look, I have this long fur, y’know, and it gets all tangled and gets stuff stuck in it aaaall the time. Sometimes, the nice queens will clean me, but it doesn’t bother me or nothing,” he rambles. Buzzkit lightly paws at the fur falling from his chest, making the curtain of hairs sway slightly. As he had said, some strands have tangled amongst themselves, a few barely noticeable, scraggly pieces of moss caught and hidden in the dark fur from playing in the nursery that morning.
Then, Buzzkit shakes his fur out - some of the hairs popping up from the resulting static - and tilts his head again as he continues on. “And, oh yeah- we’re both named after bugs! Well, I think a lot of us are, actually. My name’s Buzzkit. Like- uh- like Bumblestar? I mean, a bee, a bumblebee. One of the queens said it’s ‘cause I act like a buzzing bee sometimes. I think- I think your name is ‘cause you look like a pretty moth, um, a big… fire moth!” The kit gives a big smile up at Mothflame and nods to himself.
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ORP, using Mintkit, blind in his right eye, kit, 5 moons )) Mintkit padded around impatiently. Applepaw and Limepaw were apprentices, and he hated having to wait for AGESSSSSSS to be able to start training. Something brushed him on his right side and he jumped, before realizing it was just a leaf.
Burnedpaw nodded, oblivious to Splitpaw’s rush of emotions. He took a bite and nudged it back to her. “I noticed you didn’t eat last night either.” He stated matter-of-factly. “You need to make sure you’re taking care of yourself.”
Splitpaw looked back at Burnedpaw and nodded. "Sorry, usually I do but I wanna make sure that the elders, queens and kits have their food first." she said before turning her attention over to where a bunch of kittens were playing. "Just as the warrior code says right?"
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"Aw, you got me wet!" Cloudpaw whined, playfully pushing Applepaw off him with his back legs. "What're you doing here?" Cloudpaw asked, sitting up and shaking the water from his fur.
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"Carrioncaller! Risingstorm!" Hollowpaw calls, stepping out of his den and looking for literally any cat at all. Carrioncaller just happens to be the first one he sees. And so does Risingstorm. Poor them. "You're coming with me to get moss," the medicine cat tells him once he's sure he has the older toms' attention, "we don't have any 'n it's kinda important, so let's get going."
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68 moons || he/him || ThunderClan Warrior || Just a Scratch bulky, thick furred mink point w/ feathered tail; blue eyes
It's something of a surprise when the young medicine cat apprentice approaches him... he'd never spoken with the young tom before, nor does he have a good read on his personality aside from the fact that he seems... angry quite often.
"Okay," Carrioncaller says evenly, blinking at the apprentice. "Let us go, then," and he starts to lead the way to the best spot for moss in the territory.
The toms who body hurt today he just wanted to rest today, but plans seemed to change when hollowpaw yowled his name...great. Risingstorm stood his leg quivered under his weight the tom looked at his leg before moving forward " Moss? he mutterd standing next to the other two toms.
Ahh it looked like Carrioncaller was taking the lead that was good, the tom limped along he didn't mind this much if he was being honest, but as long as it got over with quickly he wouldn't bother saying much.
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