Camp So Don't Ask for Much ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Intro

[Akemi]

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Baby do you know what you wanna hear?​

indentAkemi eyes the fragrant fish laying in the camp. Her whiskers twitch. The cats had said the food in the 'freshkill pile' were free to eat, but she has a hard time believing that. Fish are hard to catch, making you get your fur wet in order to get your claws on them. Food like that is way too good to give up to some stranger.

indentThough, Akemi supposes she might not be a 'stranger' any more. She's been camping out with these cats for a few days now, and even gotten her wounds looked at by their 'medicine cat'. Despite the proximity, Akemi hardly feels like friends with these cats. She's been so grateful just to have food at shelter, she doesn't want to impose too much on these cats by wasting their time with small talk. So she's kept to herself, for the most part, staying crouched in the back of the nursery, only coming out every so often, for a breath of fresh air or a mouse from the freshkill pile.

indentToday, something else has caught her eye. Akemi has tried so hard not to look to closely at the fish whenever she comes to choose fer meal. If she stares too long, her mouth will start to water, and she won't be able to shake the thought of a watery meal from her mind for the rest of the day. Now, her eyes locked onto the grey scales, she can't stop the idea of sneaking a bit for herself.

indent"Excuse me?" She mews, calling to another cat who had come to claim their meal. "Is it, uh, okay if I eat some of this?"

Akemi - 35 moons - Loner

 

[PIKESTAR PIKESTAR]

It was odd. RiverClan was bustling with new cats from all over the place. With the campground kittypets, the return of his siblings, and with an expecting molly Dogflicker had brought to the clan. It was strange to be seeing so many new faces given the fact that the clan had lost so much. He... He wanted to be happy. He truly did want to be happy with these recent developments, but he couldn't help but think about the many mouths they had to feed. I kinda regret telling Wavesong I'm not worried about Leafbare. I wasn't expecting this many mouths to feed. Then we have more kittens to look forward to. Not that I'm mad about it, but I just hope they'll be okay. Leafbare isn't exactly easy for kits.

With a sigh, the leader heads to a pile of fish the clan has gathered. He hadn't eaten all day, too worried about the incoming frost that would arrive. Maybe I should hold this moon's meeting soon. We'll have more warriors on patrols to hunt and gather herbs. Do we have any new apprentices this moon? I... I don't think so. His thoughts are swiftly cut short when a brown molly calls out to him. Green eyes linger a little too long on her form. With everything going on and how recently she joined the clan, it takes him awhile to scrape his mind for her name. He does know her... As the expecting molly Jinglemoon is looking after, which... Actually that's kind of bad huh? In any case he nods his head.

"Yes?"

The question she's thrown his way, only makes him raise a brow in confusion.

"Why wouldn't it be okay?"

While it's true that she may not be working like Kuhli or Brook to learn RiverClan's ways, she's certainly not doing anything. He'd argue she is undertaking the most grueling task. One that he will never experience, but one he understood needed the most care. It didn't matter to him whether or not she was one of them. No one in this clan would allow her to leave now either. For all this clan's faults, they were united when it came to children. Jinglemoon's care for Akemi was proof of that. There were also members of the clan that brought fresh bedding.

"You need to eat. Not just for you, but for your little ones."

He takes the fish he had been eyeing and drops it gently in front of her.

"We can always go catch some more. I'm sure if you ask, plenty of us are more than happy to bring you something you like. We do have food other than fish, y'know? A few us actually prefer a nice squirrel over fish. Some prefer birds too."

𝐨𝐨𝐜 𓆩♱𓆪 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭

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