PAFP Camp SPEAK TO THE OCEAN [playing pretend]

[pricklepaw]

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 The camp is quiet, most of its inhabitants beginning to wind down from their late afternoon activities and preparing for nightfall. Wind whistles through reeds only occasionally, but as the sun lowers toward the horizon, a chill seeps into each cutting sweep of the breeze. Pricklekit feels it brush past their dense coat, but the cold doesn't manage to penetrate their fur. They feel fine in spite of it, but they also feel… a bit bored today. Typically, they're fine with lying around and not doing much—in fact, they prefer lazy evenings to anything else. Now, though, they have a better idea of how to spend their time than napping.

A newly-familiar figure catches their eye across camp, and after only a moment's hesitation the kit bounds over to her. "Ak—Warmglow!" They call out to the pointed molly, padding over and aiming to bump their fluffy forehead against her leg in greeting. She isn't a well-known clanmate, having only recently gotten a warrior name in the first place, but Pricklekit has never cared about familiarity. Every clanmate is their friend! "Y'got a thorn… yeah, in your paw," they explain, gesturing to her paw, which very clearly does not have anything stuck in it. "An' I'm gonna fix it, 'cause I'm the medicine cat now, 'kay? Just stand still." With that, the kit trots over to a tuft of foliage that pokes through the dirt, standing strong and green despite the chill in the air. They pluck a few leaves before returning to Warmglow's side, offering two different leaves to her. "Which one d'you think will work better? This one… or this one?" They point to a small rounded leaf first, then a thin spiky one.

nothing's set in stone ✼✼ the world will change

• ooc: @Warmglow
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  PRICKLEKIT ˚𓆛˚｡ they/them, kit of riverclan
  ✼ stocky, fluffy chocolate and white kit with thick fur hiding their eyes. clingy and oblivious, a sleepy kit who prefers naptime over games.
  ✼ enhanced sense of smell ; gets nauseous easily
  ✼ sibling to branchkit, hollykit, saffronkit, skykit ; adopted by pikestar
  ✼ peaceful or healing powerplay is allowed ; they appreciate physical contact
  ✼ played by foxlore

 

[Warmglow Warmglow]

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

indentWarmglow is soaking up the last of the season's precious sunrays, before the cold wind drives her back into the shelter of the nursery. Although she appreciates having a warm place to sleep, she'd begun to feel a bit isolated, surrounded by the woven walls, listening to distant conversations between cats far more familiar with each other than Warmglow herself was with anyone here. She's grateful, now, to be out in the light, free to speak with cats as they pass her by.

indent Pricklekit toddles over, thumping his head against his Warmglow's leg. The queen smiles gently at him, nodding along as he sets up his play-pretend scenario. "Well, if you want my opinion." She mews, "I think the spikey leaf would work best. It's sharp, like the thorn, so it must be good at getting rid of them." Are they trying to get rid of it? Or treat the wound? Warmglow has questions about the pemise, but she doesn't bother Pricklekit with them. "Maybe, though, we want something that's as different from the thorn as possible. In that case, wouldn't the round one be best?"

indent Dramatically, she wrinkles her forehead and pouts her lip. "This is a difficult decision. WHat do you think we should do, super-smart medecine cat?"

Akemi - 35 moons - Loner

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[Sapkit Sapkit]

SAPKIT ─── .✦Riverclan | Kit

Sapkit was making rounds of the camp when he saw the kit and molly playing pretend. Why bother pretending like that? he wondered--oblivious to the irony that he was, in some way, also playing pretend by patrolling the furthest edges of the camp that was allowed for kits. He would, of course, insist that he he wasn't playing and was being very serious about it. Though lost on him, there wasn't really anything different between what Sapkit and Pricklekit were doing.

He paused to watch, though, curious to see what the point was. Not because he wanted to play too--no, not at all. He just wanted to observe. Pricklekit was a lot like his sister, so naturally he'd want to make sure things were all in order before doing one final round. His tail swished around his body as he sat down.

Small but mighty

"Speech" || Thoughts​

 

[Passionflower Passionflower]

PASSIONFLOWER ── .❇ riverclam | weaver

"Perhaps even a different sort of leaf would do," a voice butted in, light and happy to play along. Passionflower lazed about, looking over at the two of them as they played pretend. "You see, you know, there are many types of leaves," from where she was laying, she turned over onto her back, staring up at the sky as she pondered outloud. "There are bumpy leaves, and sharp leaves, and round leaves, but there are also leaves so thin they can prick you like a thorn, but also..." Passionflower tilted her head in thought.

"Maybe a flower would work just as well, have you considered that? If there were any around, that is. she stretched, claws poking out for a moment before she relaxed again. "You may even consider that this requires testing! Yes, you'll have to collect and test them all to find out what works better. How will you ever know otherwise?" A smile appeared on her maw, happy to give many hypotheticals for Pricklekit to think of. They may even be a Medicine cat apprentice some day! These are things they'll have to think about!

I could always try again tomorrow (try again tomorrow)