Open PAFP Event Camp Sorrow and fear are easily forgotten | Checking up on the elders

[Snowdropheart]

Snowdropheart​

WHEN YOU SUBMIT TO THE SOILS OF THE EARTH

Snowdropheart has promised herself she would check on the most vulnerable in the clan, the caregivers with little ones and the elders. Make sure they were getting enough food, didn't need anything. The changing season was hard on everyone, but it must have been especially hard on those with old bones and silvering pelts. Not that her grandfather was struggling to catch his own food still, but she wasn't sure if he was actually eating any of it himself. She knew she wasn't eating as much as she should be, but honestly, who was?

She was about to pick out a lizard to bring to Peatgrass, when she spotted Frecklefern approaching the fresh-kill pile as well. She purred, rubbed her forehead against her brother's shoulder. "Hope you're eating well, Frecklefern." Snowdropheart smiled at him softly. "I was just about to bring this to the elders, to Peatgrass. Wanna join?"

Their grandfather might have been grumpy and complaining about everything all the time, but he never refused his kin a visit, always had a smile to spare them. Peatgrass has always looked after them, now it was their turn to look after him, even if he didn't need it. She was just returning the favor after all, she smiled to herself.

OOC: Wait for @Frecklefern to reply!

 

[Frecklefern]

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FRECKLEFERN

SHADOWCLAN

WARRIOR

HE/THEY

21 MOONS

DINGO

Prey had been hard to come by this moon even though leafbare hadn't yet arrived. Pretty much all of ShadowClan was eating less than they should be, tummies growled and tensions rose. Frecklefern wondered what exactly the clan leadership was going to do about the shortage, there were a lot of mouths to feed including many kits who couldn't feed themselves yet and not to mention the cats of older moons who were likely working themselves ragged just to see the younger cats fed... He too was eating less, sure. But his body could more easily handle the lesser amount of food for longer. For a cat like Peatgrass though? He wasn't so sure. The leadership of the clan ought to do something about this soon.

Padding to the freshkill pile- Or what was left of it at least, he'd run into his sister on the way meeting her purr with one of his own, rasping his tongue over one of her ears after she headbutted his shoulder. "Well enough, but don't you worry about me" He'd reassure her with a smile, not wanting Snowdropheart to stress over him while also worrying about her himself. "Have you had anything to eat today yet?" When she asked if he wanted to come with her in bringing a bit of prey to the elders he'd smile and dip his head in a nod. "I would love to, hopefully he won't refuse to have it if it's something we've brought for him" It might not be enough to fill the belly entirely but it was better than having nothing! He'd gently nudge his sister by pressing his forehead to her shoulder like she had done to him earlier, "C'mon, let's go surprise him!"

He's nice, polite, he'll catch you by surprise

A long furred cream solid / chocolate tabby chimera with apple green eyes. Wants more for ShadowClan than the marshes, staunchly opposed to several of the leader/deputy's ideals and goals. Will argue back but won't make a scene. He has zero desire to see ShadowClan stand alone in the darkness.

Littermate to SNOWDROPHEART
Grandchild to PEATGRASS
Mentoring No one
"speech" // "thoughts" // #76df66

 

[Snowdropheart]

Snowdropheart

Her brother's presence reassured her. His thoughts reflected her own - if it was Peatgrass' kin who brought him food, surely he would not refuse. And hopefully the other elders would take some food as well.

She smiled at Frecklefern with a silent "Thank you" on her lips and padded to the elder's den as her brother followed her, with another small prey to bring the elders. Peatgrass lounging outside of the den looked good as ever, of course, but Snowdropheart knew he hadn't been eating enough - none of them were.

"Hey, Pawpaw." she approached him with the nickname they've been calling him since they were little kits. "Frecklefern and I brought you this lizard - I know it's not much, but we were hoping you'd appreciate it nonetheless..." her words were kind, though unsure. Was a lizard really enough for him? And what about the other elders? Dropping the lizard at his paws, she laid down next to him gently, pressing her body against him from one side while Frecklefern did the same from Peat's other side. They hadn't spent nearly enough time together lately.

OOC: Interacting with @Peatgrass but any elder or clanmate checking up on them can join!