Bloomingblaze started to head over to the kits' playden, but she made sure Doeflame and Mothcloud were following. The playden was definitely a mess. "Old moss, and a few moss balls scattered 'bout." Bloomingblaze thought out loud.
Marshlight raced to a small hole in the roots of a nearby tree, grabbing all sorts of things from small pebbles and ferns to feathers and cattails. "I've been collecting stuff like this for just the right moment!" He said, hopping around excitedly
The cleaning was coming along perfectly. As he was sweeping away dust and dirt, he takes notice of Magpiepaw preparing the clean moss for the nests. Hopefully the other two on their team would be bringing in decorations shortly because the cleaning, at this point, was mostly completed. His tail acts as a broom and he works efficiently, eyeing Magpiepaw as he does so.
"The nests are ready for moss and decoration. I think I got everything but go over my work and make sure."
He didn't mean to be bossy, honest. It was just his personality. Just his way of speaking. But underneath it all he truly was grateful for such hardworking teammates. Taking up a leader position was just something that came naturally to him. Having things done in a specific way was... Comforting. Easy. And if he could have it go that way then he was content. So after nodding to Magpie, hoping she would understand his intention, he begins to straighten up the foundation of the den, using his paws to brush away any bugs or dirt clinging to the walls.
Bloomingblaze started to head over to the kits' playden, but she made sure Doeflame and Mothcloud were following. The playden was definitely a mess. "Old moss, and a few moss balls scattered 'bout." Bloomingblaze thought out loud.
Mothcloud blinked gently. Nodding. "Let's clear the debree away first. I'll take the brambles as i'm sure there covered in kit slobber"
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Deciding against grabbing anything else for the moment, Flamegaze looked around the clearing. Seeing plenty of dead leaves in the crevices and corners, she set to work at removing them. It was hard work, as she had to rake the leaves from the corners with her stick, then move them from the middle of the clearing to outside of the camp. The physical work felt good though. She had been bored for the past days with seemingly nothing to do, and this helped her fight back to boredom.
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Doeflame followed her teammates to the playden. It was a mess; mossballs scattered about, some partly shredded and strewn around the den. Mothcloud suggested they start throwing away things, and Doeflame agreed reluctantly. Decorating was more fun, but this had to be done.
She picked up a mossball in her jaws and threw it out if the den. She would worry about what to do with them later, but right now it felt satisfying to get rid of them.
Doeflame followed her teammates to the playden. It was a mess; mossballs scattered about, some partly shredded and strewn around the den. Mothcloud suggested they start throwing away things, and Doeflame agreed reluctantly. Decorating was more fun, but this had to be done.
She picked up a mossball in her jaws and threw it out if the den. She would worry about what to do with them later, but right now it felt satisfying to get rid of them.
Mothcloud experting picked out pointy brambles with her teeth, then used her long ginger tail to sweep the dirt dust and moss into a neat pile, waving her tail over it to shake any debree off.
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Oceanstar is the leader of Beachclan!
"You did a great job today and I hope you smile a little by thinking about me at the end of the day" -Kim Hongjoong
The cleaning was coming along perfectly. As he was sweeping away dust and dirt, he takes notice of Magpiepaw preparing the clean moss for the nests. Hopefully the other two on their team would be bringing in decorations shortly because the cleaning, at this point, was mostly completed. His tail acts as a broom and he works efficiently, eyeing Magpiepaw as he does so.
"The nests are ready for moss and decoration. I think I got everything but go over my work and make sure."
He didn't mean to be bossy, honest. It was just his personality. Just his way of speaking. But underneath it all he truly was grateful for such hardworking teammates. Taking up a leader position was just something that came naturally to him. Having things done in a specific way was... Comforting. Easy. And if he could have it go that way then he was content. So after nodding to Magpie, hoping she would understand his intention, he begins to straighten up the foundation of the den, using his paws to brush away any bugs or dirt clinging to the walls.
Looking for mistakes was her specialty! She circled the inside of the den and inspected anything her brown eyes could see. It looked fairly clean for the most part, nothing to raise commotion over. She returned Bitternpaw's glance with a rather curious pair of eyes. Why the heck was he looking at her? She couldn't read his expression but that was normal for her. Faces and the expressions that formed them were like canyons were caverns of long puzzles and mystery. She didn't even have time to decode the odd look before he turned away. Magpiepaw huffed. Unbelievable.
He did nod at her though so she nodded back.
"Nothing 'ere I think you got all of it." Magpiepaw observed evenly. "Gracklepaw, we need ya!" She crowed over to her friend with a toothy little smile. "Get your butt over here."
Magpiepaw then began to eye the moss beds, fluffing them up to what she'd like to call perfection. She looked around the clearing, trying to find the clanmate she quickly forgot the name of. All she knew was that it was some kind of bird name or something. Regardless, they weren't helping at all, almost as useless as a mewling kit.
She turned to Bitternpaw, a frown on her face. "Where the heck is Starling-something? Aren't they a frickin warrior!? THEY SHOULD BE HELPING!" Magpiepaw yowled stubbornly. Now may be the time to make a list of cats to claw because they're not productive.
Bloomingblaze had started taking out any old, stale moss that was in the playpen that had been used for moss balls. It had also been torn apart by the claws of kits at some point.
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