Open Prompt Territory RC Sweet like honey, sweet like a summer's day! // Strange Leaves

[Thunderstorm Thunderstorm]

{$title} Strange shiny leaves (candy wrappers) are scattered about the twoleg camp. Will you take them as a keepsake or consider finding a use for them? They do have a strange smell after all, and they don't quite crinkle like other leaves.

———————————————— Everything she's ever known is gone, gone, gone. ✦

Another day, another patrol. She had to be dragged along for these at this rate, but she wasn't about to argue with Russetfall. They were once again heading to the twoleg camp. The council seemed apprehensive of twolegs on the territory, but honestly? Thunderpaw was just looking forward to running into the kittypets or maybe finding something tasty...

But as the patrol wandered into the twoleg den-riddled area, something did catch her eye. Not a trinket as she thought, but... Shiny leaves? Thunderpaw tilted her head as the light shone off the things, eyes glittering in kind. She padded towards the trail of the glimmering little things, reaching out a paw and crunching one underpaw. It didn't crunch as well as some of the leaves about camp, but it was crinkly enough to scratch the itch in her brain.

Distant enough, she turned to return to Russetfall's side, only for her face to knit in confusion, wiggling her paw about as the leaf stuck to her paw. "What in Starclan?" She muttered, watching the thing fall off her pawpaw. Sniffing it curiously, it smelled... Sweet? Not quite like honey, but something close enough to it.

She could be foolish, but not enough to try eating the weird leaf; instead, she turned to her mentor and called out. "Russetfall? Have you seen these shiny leaves before? They smell kinda sweet and they're sticky like honey too." She pressed her paw to another one nearby, holding out her paw as it stuck there for a couple of seconds before fluttering to the ground. "See! What'd you think they're used for?"

—————— Everyone she's ever loved

is gone, gone, gone. ——————

• Tagging @Russetfall, but anyone can reply!!
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  Thunderpaw
  ✦—Riverclan apprentice | 12 moons
  ✦—She/Her
  ✦—"SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
  ✦—A stocky cinnamon sealpoint molly with long curled ears and cold blue eyes.
  #C08969

 

[Drizzlepaw]

POSEIDON

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Poseidon had stopped feeling surprised at the constant presence of the wildcats. Some of them were still scary, but most of them seemed alright, if not a little rude.

But not that one. Poseidon watched the cinnamon molly from afar - he had already met her multiple times and she seemed nice, not looking down on him for being a kittypet, as others had called him. He wasn't sure what to think of it honestly - it wasn't like he chose to live with humans, it was just what he was born into. It's all he's ever known, until now.

But this cat hasn't made him feel inferior, not once. She's always treated him as equal and so he felt a lot less intimidated, perhaps even brave enough to approach her again. It took him a while to gather the courage, but once he did so, it was just in time to hear her ask about the 'shiny leaves' as she had called them. "Oh those..." Poseidon chimed in, hoping he wasn't intruding on a private conversation. "Yeah, they're something like leaves....or perhaps like skin of a fruit? Or a shell?" Poseidon never had to think about describing them before and wasn't sure he knew the words for it. "The twolegs tear them off to reveal a dark fruit inside that they eat joyously." Poseidon used the terms for humans that he knew the wildcats have been using.

He was never allowed to taste the dark fruit, every time he tried, he was either yelled at or pushed away - if it was fear or selfishness, he could never tell. And what was left of the outer layer of the fruit contained only the faint echo of the deliciousness the fruit surely possessed.

 

[Sleekshark Sleekshark]

I had a dream I was seven
Climbing my way in a tree
I saw a piece of heaven
Waiting, impatient, for me

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" Candy, Poseidon. They're called candy. " came a voice, light with mischief as the elderly molly peered down at the two cats from her perch. Her ear flicked once in amusement. " They're like... Treats, but for two legs. " she explained, before hopping down with surprising grace for her age. She stretched with a long, jaw-cracking yawn, then dipped her head politely to the young cat and the slightly older one beside him. Poseidon she knew well enough, the other two were strangers. Perhaps they belonged to the group she had scented earlier... The same group tied to the kit and those two brave youngsters she had helped when the dog attacked.

" I think they're strictly two leg food. " she went on with a twitch of her whiskers. [color=]" Never once been given one myself. My two legs always had different treats for me and my friend. "[/color] A sharp grin crossed her muzzle, her eyes closing in a moment of amusement. " Ah, sorry, look at me rambling. My manners. " She straightened slightly, offering a warm, welcoming smile. " I'm Aurora. My two legs camp here every year during their travels. " Her gaze swept over the duo, curious but friendly.

" But you two.. You're new, aren't you? I didn't see you last season. "

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89 MOONS

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[Brookstorm]

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Brookstorm padded up to the group, having done a little circle around the Twoleg camp as part of the patrol. He watched as the two kittypets explained the concept of candy to Thunderpaw. He pawed at one of the sticky leaves the Twolegs would wrap their treats in before bending it and giving it a little sniff.

It didn't really smell like much, and was all crumbled around something inside- gingerly, he took it into his mouth and bit down.

Fuck!

"Hep!" he meowed, the candy inside sticking his teeth together. He pawed at his mouth, trying to unstick it, but in his panic only got more of the nasty substance locking his teeth together.

"Ish shtuck!"

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• ooc: dumb idiot ate someone's pre-chewed gum
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  BROOKSTORM — SHE/HE ･ 43 MOONS ･ RIVERCLAN WARRIOR ･ PENNED BY PLOT ･ SPEECH ･ THOUGHTS

  A short-furred silver cat with black tabby stripes and scathing green eyes. The carbon copy of his brother Pikestar... only without the scars.

 

[Thunderstorm Thunderstorm]

———————————————— Everything she's ever known is gone, gone, gone. ✦

The cinnamon molly lit up seeing Poseidon, smiling as he talked about the leaves. He wasn't sure what they were either, but it sounded like tasty little morsels, and it was a shame the twolegs never left any... Though another kittypet, and an older one, commented that it was called "Candy". Thunderpaw's eyes lit up. She was used to fish and the occasional mouse, but this struck her interest. "Do you think the twolegs left any candy in their dens? It smells sweet and sticky like honey and I haven't had any in moons." Unfortunately she had much of a sweet tooth, she'd been warned to not gorge on honey and sweet berries, they were'nt good in excess. But, then again, Thunder was never one to have much impulse control.

Her expression fell as the kittypet said they were strictly twoleg treats. The molly huffed a little, maybe it wouldn't be until new leaf that she wouldn't get any honey or berries again... But, she blinked as the molly introduced herself, Thunder clearing her throat as her maw widened in a smile. "Oh, Hiya Miss Auroura, I'm Thunderpaw, and that's my mentor, Russetfall. Aaand that's Brookstorm!" She purred with pride, tail swaying behind her. She had already done her whole spiel with Poseidon, but it didn't mean she couldn't enjoy it again, talking with the kind kittypet.

"Oh, yeah, we only came here, uhm... Late leafbare, just before the thaw. We all came here from the Shipyard 'cause it wasn't safe, that's why you didn't see us before." She nodded, having to take a moment to recall. She was so young when they had been moved to Riverclan; it was hard to even remember the Shipyard, but the memories still remained. "It's not just us, there's a lotta cats in Riverclan, you've probably seen some more on patrols." She purred. There was a certain pride that came with talking about Riverclan to cats not in the know. She realised it when talking to Poseidon, and even now, with other clan cats about, she didn't feel ashamed to take pride in her clan.

But, as she was talking with Auroura, she hadn't noticed Brookstorm nosing about the shiny leaves. It was only when he let out a muffled noise of shock did she turned to look at him with confusion. "Huh-" There seemed to be something in her mouth, making it hard to talk. Had she? "Brook! Miss Auroura just said candy is twoleg treats! What if your mouths stuck together forever now?" Thunderpaw really didn't understand twoleg items, but when her mouth got all stuck together eating honeycomb, then surely twoleg candy would be even harder to chew, impossible for a cat even! "Try drinking some water!" The molly suggests, cringing a little, watching Brook struggle. She had thiughtouly been put off eating any, but she did eye some of the leaves, wanting to collect some for her nest.

—————— Everyone she's ever loved

is gone, gone, gone. ——————

• 
  Thunderpaw
  ✦—Riverclan apprentice | 12 moons
  ✦—She/Her
  ✦—"SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
  ✦—A stocky cinnamon sealpoint molly with long curled ears and cold blue eyes.
  #C08969

 

[Sleekshark Sleekshark]

I had a dream I was seven
Climbing my way in a tree
I saw a piece of heaven
Waiting, impatient, for me

.

[color=]" Really? Late leafbare... "[/color] she murmured, her brow furrowing. Just before the thaw, that was quite some time ago. Nearly a full turn of the seasons. [color=]" The shipyard, hm? I've heard talk of that place. Falling apart, wasn't it? "[/color] She tilted her head thoughtfully, then gave a slow nod. [color=]" I've seen clusters of cats moving around there now and then, yes. "[/color] Oh, goose feathers… Her expression shifted the moment she noticed the younger cat, and the sticky mess clinging to their muzzle. Someone had clearly tried to eat the two leg candy and it had gone exactly as expected. Aurora let out a soft, exasperated puff, leveling the youngster with a stare that held equal parts concern and really? truly?

" You shouldn't go eating two leg things if you've no idea what they are, hasn't your mother taught you that? " she scolded gently, padding forward with a shake of her head. " I had a friend do that once. Got dragged off to the funny-smelling two leg place. " Her ears flicked, voice dropping to a somber murmur. " Never saw them again. " She stepped closer, eyeing the candy glued to their fur. " Try cold water first. " she advised, then softened her tone. " But... Can you open your muzzle? Let me see. I might be able to claw some of it free. "

She lifted one paw, steady as stone despite her age. " Don't worry. " she promised, her voice low and soothing. " I'll be as gentle as a breeze. "

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[Drizzlepaw]

POSEIDON

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Poseidon couldn't help but steal a smile towards Thunderpaw's direction. Her voice sounded melodic like rain against the leaves as she introduced herself to Aurora, and Poseidon listened, despite already having heard it before.

The moment was shattered quickly by one of the other wildcats, seemingly getting his maw stuck together with candy, as Aurora had called it. "Oh, uhh..." Poseidon thought of what to do, though completely unsure, a situation like this unfamiliar to purr. Luckily, Thunderpaw came with an idea quickly and so did the old kittypet, suggesting they try cold water. Poseidon felt foolish, purr had no idea how to react other than just stare, being no help to the other cats.

"There is a river right here," he flicked with his tail towards the reeds, then immediatelly felt heat rush to his face. Of course they know that, that's where they came from, Poseidon! He scolded himself. Despite it, he led the other cats there, unable to look at Thunderpaw after he'd embarrased himself in front of her.

 

[Russetfall]

FALLING FOR THE PROMISE OF THE

EMPTINESS MACHINE

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The twoleg activity was still ongoing, that much was certain. It made Russetfall uneasy knowing that they were in Riverclan territory. She'd taken it upon herself to take more patrols to the area when she could. To be as vigilant as possible now that she was the only Life Guard.

Both exhaustion and concentration for the task at paw nearly makes her miss her apprentice's question. Tired green eyes drift back, spying the candy wrapper sticking to the young cat's paw. "Oh, those-" One of the kittypets that stayed here at the campground is quick to explain, and she nods in approval at the explanation. "...What they said, basically."

Before she can elaborate, a noise from their other patrolmate catches her attention and Russetfall lets out a sigh of disbelief at the scene unfolding before her. It wasn't enough for him to try and beg for her twoleg snack the one time, now he was eating half-eaten twoleg candy..? ...and failing at it.

"Brook..." The exasperation is palpable. "Stop panicking and let us help." The older kittypet suggests cold water, while the younger oh-so-helpfully mentions there's a river right here. Fighting the urge to roll her eyes at the comment, she nudges the other forward. "Come on, to the water."

At the very least, Pikestar wouldn't have been this stupid about twoleg food.

25 moons

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Life Guard of Riverclan

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she/her

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it's been decided how we lose

RUSSETFALL

— Life Guard of Riverclan
— She/Her
"SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
— A Green-eyed Chocolate Mackerel Tabby With Low White
#8a2c55

 

[Brookstorm]

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Well, now he'd just made an entire fool of himself, hadn't he? The other cats surround him, guiding him to the river, where he stuffs his maw into the crisp water, letting the flow loosen the candy in his mouth. While some of the sticky substance remained on his teeth, he was able to retch the majority of it out into the river.

He drew his head back, shaking the water from his face onto his companions. He looked sheepishly at the others before laughing, his tail flicking self-consciously.

"Sorry about that," he mewed. "Didn't really... expect that."

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ooc Information

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  BROOK — SHE/HE ･ 43 MOONS ･ RIVERCLAN WARRIOR ･ PENNED BY PLOT ･ SPEECH ･ THOUGHTS

  A short-furred silver cat with black tabby stripes and scathing green eyes. The carbon copy of his brother Pikestar... only without the scars.