& I don't know what's got its TEETH in me
He smells it before he sees it, a speck of white flowers clustered together with small curled leaves and a golden dewdrop center; they huddle against the roots of a tree just beyond where the scent of neutrality ends and SkyClan begins. Magpiepaw feels his pelt bristle as the wind shifts and he catches it directly, it is something tainted and unclean, drenched in his mother's blood. Swallowbreeze was always a kind face during their moonlit meetings, but outside of her every cat in that clan made him wary - made him scared. His fear, however, was not so strong as to deny his pursuit of knowing. The star-spotted apprentice danced from paw to paw, glancing around with violet eyes wide before prancing in his hobbling way across the border to the flowers where he snatched them up between his teeth in one hasty bite before retreating back. With his 'prey' now lain before him he could look at them more closely, the petals soft and lightly tapered at the ends, the stem somewhat fuzzy, the scent it made was richer than most flowers and was oddly comforting in a way. It sang of mother's milk and warm nests, a comforting lick across the head, tails curled around cold paws; he wondered if it was a ploy of poison. Sometimes the prettiest flowers were the most deadly, he remembers the red berries rolling through Cicadabuzz's den and understands that beneath their shimmering and lustrous layer of color and enticement lay something deadly as a coiled snake waiting to strike.
The young cat settles on his haunches, paws tucked under him as he looks down at his pilfered petals still, taking in every pollen dusted surface and frayed leaf as if simply looking could grant him all he needed to know. He pays no mind to the border, he is in the safe space between clans and fears nothing in this bubble.
The young cat settles on his haunches, paws tucked under him as he looks down at his pilfered petals still, taking in every pollen dusted surface and frayed leaf as if simply looking could grant him all he needed to know. He pays no mind to the border, he is in the safe space between clans and fears nothing in this bubble.
Ooc- Lil'man took a chamomile flower
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I dream in phosphorescence - Bleed through spaces
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MAGPIEPAW
— medicine cat apprentice of shadowclan
— He/They
"SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
— Solid black w/low white & blue-violet eyes.
— Has 'wobbly cat' syndrome.
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