PAFP Camp just this and that [ gifts + intro ]

[lotuskit lotuskit]

[ pls wait for @HONEYCOMBKIT and/or @bunnykit !! @Sweetnose @Honeyflower ur kids got stuff for u :] ]

"Honeycombkit~? Are y'sure y'can carry all that?" she rounds her sister's haunch with a curious tilt of her head, finding the other overloading her bushel with more and more flowers than she or Bunnykit have. "It'll be beautiful, but it's gonna be heavy..." Or, perhaps, Lotuskit is not thinking grand enough. They can only do so much with the wildflowers that blow into camp, after all. Should they be going as far as possible, stuffing their bouquets with clovers and wildgrasses and brambles from thickets? Perhaps she should scavenge a cotton tuft, or rabbit fur... Or would that be unkind, given Bunnykit?

"I'll support you," she says, after a long silence, entirely too enraptured in her thoughts to even lend an ear to what either of her siblings had to say about her negging. She gathers her gift, a lost piece of twine wound around the bulk of the stems sloppily. Perhaps enough to hold it sturdy for a few steps, but if Sweetnose or Honeyflower ask for it to be moved more than that, then it's doomed to fall apart. "Bunnykit, are y'ready?" She turns to their sibling, pale, hazy eyes glinting briefly. Again, she doesn't care to listen to any, "Wait!"'s or "Just one more moment!"'s. The molly holds tight to her plethora of the moorlands and strides onward, out of their hiding spot and into the open. And, hopefully, right to the paws of their parents.

"Hel-lo~" she purrs, the sound rattling her gathered stems and flowers, "I made this one for you!" She emphasizes the word, dropping the bouquet by Honeyflower's paws. She then turns to Sweetnose, leaning to press her spine against her father's foreleg, hoping to guide him to the blooms, "Y'can have some, too, Dad." Not necessarily an after thought, but surely when the flowers lose their luster, they'll still have the same sweet scents, and her father will enjoy them just as greatly then.

 

[bunnykit bunnykit]

Bunnykit's haul is big enough. At least she thinks so until Lotuskit pipes up to ask Honeycombkit if she can handle her own gathering. To the young kit's chagrin, when she turns to glance at her other littermate, she has been outdone by the other; they both have. It had been Lotuskit's idea to do this and Bunnykit had agreed for two primary reasons: because she likes pretty things and gifts, and because she wants to make sure she looks good in front of her mother and father. How many other kits were gathering bouquets like these for their parents? Surely it is just Bunnykit and her sisters who have such heartfelt sentimentality! Still, Bunnykit cannot help but to feel competitive about the gathering.

"If you drop it, it'll just end up getting all dirty...! That'd be gross," Bunnykit remarks, placing her own bundle of flowers and pretty green stems at her paws (daintily, of course) to help Honeycombkit with her larger bundle. She barely has time to begin to support Honeycombkit's gift before Lotuskit is asking if she's 'ready' and then turning without waiting to hear an answer. She huffs, stomping a small paw in indignation, but ultimately following Lotuskit's charge. She picks up her small bouquet of yellow and orange wildflowers, interspersed with tall and short grasses and fronds of... some sort. Thankfully they aren't really traveling, per se.

Bunnykit follows shortly after Lotuskit with Honeycombkit in tow. She's only a little twinged that her sister presents her gift first, but she does suppose that she had been the one to propose the idea. "Hiii Mom and Dad," Bunnykit chirps joyfully, bouncing toward them and placing her own bounty in front of Sweetnose's paws. "And I made this for you," she smiles up at her father, seeking approval. "And Lotuskit is right, you guys can both share the pretty stuff." Bunnykit nods excitedly, thinking of how they might be able to decorate their area of the nursery with the flowers, too.

YOU'LL NEVER MAKE THE PLACE ☆ BUT DO YOU EVEN RUN THE RACE?

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• maybe one day ill put a ref here idk OOOHH JUMPSCARE u owe me 5fk now
• BUNNYKIT she/her, windclanner, two moons.
  ☆ SH chocolate sepia point with amber eyes.
  ☆ mentored by none / mentoring no one
  ☆ sweetnose x honeyflower, sister to honeycombkit and lotuskit
  ☆ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / underline and tag when attacking
  ☆ penned by carat! (ccaarraatt on discord), feel free to dm for plots.

 

[HONEYCOMBKIT HONEYCOMBKIT]

If there is one thing that Honeycomb heavily dislikes in this world, its being one-upped. A competitive nature has ran through her veins since the moment she could talk, and that doesn't exactly stop at what was supposed to be a normal outing collecting flowers with her siblings. When Lotuskit turns towards them and asks if they could carry all of it, Honeycomb gives a fierce nod in response. She has multiple flower stems tucked in to coarse fur, and is holding on to the bulk of them… They swear the pollen tickles their nose, but when Lotus makes a comment about it being heavy, her nose screws up. Yeah, it might be a little heavy, but its nothing that she couldn't handle after all. "Nuh-uh." came their simple response, adjusting the sheer amount of flowers they've collected so they can carry it easier.

"Don't need help," she warns Bunnykit, but doesn't quite complain when the other moves forwards to help anyways. It's not very nice or polite to snap at their sisters, is what shes learned, and doing it to them rather than other kits just makes her feel bad. Ears perk forwards when Bunnykit moves away heeding Lotuskit's directions, and Honeycomb moves forth too. Maybe they really are in over their head with how much they collected.

When they reach their parents and the other two brandish their prizes, Honeycomb is… still trying to tie the bouquet together, frustration in her eyes until eventually she sloppily gets it, plopping it down in front of both of her parents. "I made this for both of you." she states plainly, casually, nothing more than if it were in passing. Lotuskit made one for mom, Bunnykit made one for dad, so she had to make sure that they both got one and didn't feel too left out. She'd feel a bit guilty if they did.

SO WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO ♡ WHEN THE WORLD DON'T ORBIT AROUND YOU

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  HONEYCOMBKIT ♡
  
  ( kitten of windclan )​
  ❥ small but stocky ticked chocolate tabby mink w/high white
  ❥ sweetnose x honeyflower; sibling to lotuskit & bunnykit
  ❥ peaceful powerplay allowed & welcomed
  ❥ penned by chuff
  
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[sassafraschill]

SASSAFRASCHILL, 31 moons / windclan moor-runner
a pale blue tabby with scraggly fur and a large shoulder scar
sister to honey, mate and parent to none
a scrappy cowboy who feels he has something to prove. stupidly stubborn with hotheaded tendencies.
Tagging person here

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Watching his nieces grow from the squirming, sightless scraps they entered the world as had been entertaining from the position of kin. He did not envy how often his nieces demanded the attention of their mother and father, struggling to find himself enjoying it if he were in their paws. Sassafras made for the perfect uncle instead with occasional visits and tales from the prairie. There was little commitment to keeping them satisfied, and normally the moment Sweetnose appeared he was just dull prey bones to them.

The tabby had come back from a long patrol to the edge of the Great Oaks to see his nieces gathering their flowers to Honeyflower and Sweetnose. He looked between the three as he came up behind them, standing at full height as he pretended to measure the flowers. It seemed the girls were showing some sort of competitiveness with one another, and who was he to deny indulging that? "At least one of ya's got their favorite color." He mewed as he settled on the yellow wildflowers. "Heather would've been a good find, too." He looked to his sister with a small mischievous smirk.

 

[HoneyflowerHoneyflower's icon]

Slow Down, Just Breathe

At this point the nest was more flowers and grass than moss in the nursery. It was beautiful, but admittedly not the most comfortable to sleep in when pollen occasionally went up one's nose. Still Honeyflower is ecstatic everytime something new is brought to her by her and Sweetnose's little bees. Everyday had been a new surprise, a new joy to discover with their kits. She had been terribly, terribly afraid when she began kitting but like Owlbear the gale guard found she didn't regret a thing.

There's the telltale pitter patter of many paws and she looks up from her cleaning of the nursery's entrance, shaking her fluffy tail free of leaves, before smiling down at her daughters. "Oh my goodness, did you three make these all by yourselves!?" She purrs, genuinely surprised by the size of each bouquet made by the children. "I love them all, we'll have to find somewhere special to put these in the nursery, won't we?"

It's at that moment that her brother approaches, commenting on the choice of flowers her kits had been able to pick from and she can't help but match him with a mischievous grin of her own at his comments.

"You know what," Honeyflower frowns suddenly in mock concern, sniffing each bouquet of Windclan's bounty. "We might not have enough room in the nursery for all three... Girls, you know who really needs a bit of color in his nest?" There's a pause, waiting to see if the three will take the bait laid before them.

"...Your uncle Sass just LOVES lavender, makes him a bit less...sassy." The tortie whispers loudly, green eyes crinkling at the corners, barely containing a chuckle as she looks to the tom.

xxx

All We Have Is All We Need

Tags

Honeyflower

✿—Moor Runner Of WindClan
✿—She/Her
✿—"SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
✿—Dilute Calico Shecat With Green Eyes And A Floppy Ear
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