PAFP Camp April Showers Bring May Flowers ❀ Flower Crowns!

[Peachtrot]

{$title} Peachtrot holds a flower weaving activity in the middle of camp for anyone to join in!

Let's play like we're children and sing till the moons full

Before the day we turn to nothing but sand

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It seemed like the weather was as flip-flop as a fish out of water. After the few days of rain and storms, the sun was finally shining through for the past few days, drying up the puddles that had formed inside camp and helping to harden the muddy patches back into dirt and soil. It was almost like the sky was apologizing for dropping water on them for night after night! With the dens having been repaired and fortified for any future storms (they even propped some of the dens up with sticks on both sides, so they wouldn't move if the wind picked up), Peachtrot decided it was a good day to do a group activity, without all the work involved when it came to participating in patrols. No, no, she wanted to give everyone something fun to do. Like how Adderfang brought some of the younger cats to the falls for a swim! Some of them had even brought back trinkets and treasures and the red molly had just the idea for how to use them!

Light pawsteps danced into the middle of the island camp, colorful flowers dropped onto an ever growing pile of the petal adorned plants. There was a smaller pile next to it, one of more sturdier vines and grasses, a perfect base to use if they wanted to add something heavier to whatever they chose to weave. Plopping down on her haunches, Peachtrot started to organize the flowers into different piles of colors, from blue to pink to the ever bright white. She wanted to make it easy for the others to join in, where it wouldnt feel overwhelming if they simply wanted to make something with a specific plant than any others. She tried hard to collect enough for everyone to work with, taking multiple trips out to the meadow the last few days while the sun was still shining. It was best to do this activity before another bought of rain hit their home, as weaving small stems and petals in the wetness would be much harder than the large reeds that protected their home.

Now she just needed to grab another clanmate to join and encourage others to do the same!

Movement passing nearby caught her attention and ocean eyes immediately looked up to see the familiar ticked coat od her fellow council member. The perfect would be 'victim' for her proposal! And she knew just how to get his attention... "Oh, Addy-fang~!" She called out to him, raising a paw to get him attention and wave him down. "Would you like to join me in weaving flower presents?!" Her gaze left his for a moment to glance around, looking for the tell tale dual coat of his significant other. When Peachtrot didn't see her in the vicinity, the smallest of a smirk came to her muzzle before she lowered her voice for only him to hear. "I bet we could make Wavey something suuuuper pretty~." The molly knew Adderfang's weakness and she swore she saw him bring home a few poeces of treasure after the diving trip. What better way to use it than to decorate a flower crown with them for his lovely mate~!
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OOC ✧❦✧ Basic Info

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• Peachtrot She/Her
  ❀ A Long Haired Red Classic Tabby with Low White & Ocean Blue Eyes
  ❀ Life Guard of Riverclan
  ❀ 39 moons; Ages on the 23rd of every month
  ❀ speech thought attack
  ❀ peaceful + healing powerplay permitted
  
  penned by Taru​

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[Adderfang]

Adderfang padded across the stream, paws still damp from his patrol. He turned his head, spotting the colorful spread that Peachtrot was sifting through, and chose to ignore it. Whatever she intended to do with that vibrant array of flowers was not his concern. He made a straight line for the warrior den, only to be swayed from his path.

The sound of his name being butchered and sung caused the tom to cringe. He was used to it by now, but it never ceased to irritate him—Ad—Addy—some folks seemed to want to call him anything but his actual name. He froze and slowly craned his head to look at his fellow Life Guard. For a moment, he hesitated, gauging his chances of a successful escape, but with Peachtrot's enthusiasm and having just ruined his best excuse by returning to camp, he sighed and dragged his paws over with a muffled sigh.

"Flower what?" He asked skeptically, studying the piles of flowers with closer scrutiny. Why in the world would he need to be doing any of that? Not when there were so many other things to be done. "I'm not sure I have t—" He muttered, neck craning to find another patrol to tack onto or maybe even an unattended apprentice.

"I bet we could make Wavey something suuuuper pretty~."

His jaw gaped for a moment before clamping shut. Wave? Would his mate enjoy something as trivial as flowers? Adderfang brought home plenty of shells, stones, scales—anything that he thought might please her—but not once could he recall ever bringing her flowers. He wouldn't think she would, but then again, what if she did?

She had him line and sinker from the moment Wave was mentioned. "Well... maybe." The tom grumbled a little but plopped down with a resigned slump of his shoulders. "What do you do?" He asked, narrowing his eyes.

___________________ There wasn't a wrong or a right he could choose 𓆟 He did what he had to do ________________

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• Adderfang he/him & riverclan
  𓆟 Chocolate ticked tabby w/ amber eyes. Peppered with scars. Deep gash across the right side of his face exposing one canine slightly. Missing left ear.
  𓆟 Deep gravelly voice that might unsettle others.
  𓆟 Would and will kill a man.
  𓆟 Peaceful and healing powerplay permitted. For other powerplays, DM.
  𓆟 Fur smells faintly of river reeds and damp earth.
  
  
  penned by Scarlet​

 

[lavenderkit]

Lavenderkit is not Adderfang - or, rather, Addy-fang, as Peachtrot calls him. But the molly's summons are loud enough to be heard across camp, and who is the kitten if not curious and nosy? She pokes her head out of the nursery, wondering if it's something she can get her paws into before any of her parents can snare her away. It seems simple, whatever they're doing - just a lot of sorted flowers and the sing-song tune of presents. Lavenderkit looks over her shoulder, hoping that her mothers are too busy with her siblings to notice her missing for long.

She trots away from the nursery with a fever, quickly sidling up to Adderfang's furthest haunch. Hawk eyes would see how her seat is out of view from the nursery, but the molly doesn't point it out. "Can I make something too, Peachtrot? I wanna make Hazecloud something pretty," her tail lashes, as it usually does, but she leans forward towards the red-hued molly with hope sparkling in her eyes. "Please...? I'll listen really well, I promise!"

 

[dogflicker]

Dogflicker returned off the high of a long patrol when she saw the scene. Peachtrot and Adderfang across from one another, flowers strewn across the ground around them and little Lavenderkit nosing her way into the middle. "You're making something with all this?" The warrior asked curiously as she approached, glancing around to scope out Foxtail or Coyoteclaw because no way in the darkest depths of the ocean would she want them thinking she liked playing in flowers.

"I could help you with it, Lavvie. Make sure it'll stay fitted to'er when she wears it." Maybe if she passed it off as being helpful for a little kid it wouldn't look so bad.

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• ▵ chocolate/cinnamon chimera with high white, and green eyes
  ▵ littermate to foxtail and coyoteclaw
  ▵ mentoring ??
  ▵ mate to none ; peace powerplay allowed
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[Littlebrook Littlebrook]

⋆˚✿˖° I was dancing in the rain, I felt alive and I can't explain

She had been there for a while now, unseen, but not unaware. From where she'd been settled near the reeds just beyond the edge of the central clearing, Littlebrook had watched the little group grow from one overenthusiastic molly to a full gathering of unlikely flowercrafters. Her ears flicked toward them, catching the rise and fall of voices, Adderfang's low grumbling, which was to be expected. Then Peachtrot's melodic teasing, absolutely inevitable. And then... Lavenderkit. That had made her pause, just a little smile tugging at her lips as Dogflicker joined too. There was something warm about this gathering. Something safe. And something about the way the sun hit the petals as they shifted in Peachtrot's careful piles finally urged Brook to her paws.

Soft pawsteps approached without much sound, and yet her presence made itself known in that quiet way of hers, she didn't speak right away. She simply settled herself near the edge of the circle, blue eyes scanning the scene like it was something out of a daydream. Peachtrot all brightness and energy, Dogflicker trying not to look like she was enjoying this, and Lavenderkit, a tiny flame of enthusiasm settled like she belonged there. Littlebrook's gaze lingered on the tom for a moment, fond and just a bit amused. " I think she'd love it, you know. " she said finally, her voice like the hush of riverwater over stone. " Wavesong. She's the type to treasure something made by your paws. " A tiny tilt of her head. " Even if they're usually better at clawing than weaving. " There was no bite to the words, only dry amusement, the kind you shared with someone you knew well enough to tease gently.

Her attention turned to Lavenderkit next, and her expression softened further, whiskers twitching with fondness. " You're doing a good job listening already, Lavenderkit. She'll be lucky to have a gift made with so much heart. " She lowered herself gracefully to sit, pale blue eyes finally settling on the flowers in front of her. Her paw reached out, lightly brushing aside a trailing stem until she found a small cluster of pale blue petals, nearly the same shade as her own eyes.

" I'll make one too. " she said softly. " For Pineheart. " Littlebrook said no more than that. She didn't need to. There was a quiet, enduring affection in the simple statement, as natural and unspoken as the sun after rain. For the first time that day, she allowed herself to fully smile. This was… nice. The kind of moment that stayed with you, long after the petals faded.

✿────────────── ──────── Littlebrook ──────── ─────────────✿

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