Open Camp the lack of concern [ low pressure thread! ]

[lavenderpaw]

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Lavenderpaw flashes her paw into the shallows, pulling up a silver-scaled fish with ease. However, as she aims to bite down on it to finish her kill, she notices that it just... crinkles beneath her teeth. Her eyebrows knit together as she has a better look at her catch, and finds that it's no better than twoleg trash. In fact - it very well may be twoleg trash! That damned campsite!

She looks up stream to see that this isn't the only thing clogging the river. Her frown deepens as she pulls the silver wrapper away from the water and sets it on the ground behind her. Fishing like this is going to be difficult, she thinks... but not impossible. They have mouths to feed and can't stop just because twolegs decide to be careless.

 

[Kuhli]

∘˙○˚.• KUHLI 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝

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Kuhli watches the apprentice attempt to fish right from within the camp border - something they have been learning to do as well. But what Lavenderpaw manages to grab out of the stream is not a fish. "Did the twolegs do that?" their chest hurts. "I didn't know they could be this careless..."

Kuhli's owners had always been so considerate, so kind and neat. But to pollute the wilderness with their trash? That was not good. "We need to fix this!" Kuhli hasn't learned how to be a proper clan cat just yet, but they know one thing - food is vital. They immediatelly start to gather reeds to fish the trash out the water.

The camp stream's flow is mild, something Kuhli got used to very quickly, and they don't hesitate to step into the water with their reed, attempting to get as many of the shiny things out the water as they can.

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OOC: n/a

 

[SARDINEPAW SARDINEPAW]

" Ugh, again? " Sardinepaw too, pulls something silver and crinkly out of the river, and for once, the bright boy's face is pulled downward in a frown. His next assessment is growing closer and closer, and if he can't make a simple catch now with all this trash... how is he going to be able to then?

The older apprentice casts his false catch beside Lavenderpaw's. We need to fix this, Kuhli declares, and Sardinepaw isn't quite sure how they can stop the twolegs from their reckless behavior. " Do you think we can use any of this? " he asks, white tail flicking behind him as he tries to make light of the situation, tries to ease the frustration brewing in his chest. " Maybe we can.. like, weave it into something or... "

 

[lavenderpaw]

She'll say as much about the newcomers: they aren't knowledgeable over Clan ethics and rules (to be frank, everyone is still learning,) but they seem more than eager to learn and support regardless. Kuhli included. Although the ringed moggy isn't too used to the waters, and though they grow colder every day, the former kittypet leans into the slow-going waves with ease. Anything, it seems to try and correct the wrongdoings commited by the twolegs.

Lavenderpaw's attention shifts to Sardinepaw, who is also battling a few bits of twoleg trash. The molly looks between him and Kuhli, a frown pursing her lips. Enough paws may help rectify this new issue, but... like Sardinepaw said - what would they do with the waste?

"It's too shiny to put in the dens," she remarks curtly, but not angrily. "The sun will catch it and it will blind every cat from here to ShadowClan." But she also has no idea on what to do.

 

[Russetfall]

FALLING FOR THE PROMISE OF THE

EMPTINESS MACHINE

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A growl of frustration signals the council member's approach, a mouthful of minnows muffling the sound slightly. After crossing the water into camp with her catch, she places the small pile on the shoreline to properly address her clanmates.

"It's the same in the main part of the river too, twoleg plastic everywhere." Russetfall huffs, tail twitching in annoyance. She was getting more irritable as the days grew colder, she realized. "It'll all wash away once the twolegs leave, I'm sure. Just have to deal with it until then." She's quick to add before picking up her minnows to carry to the freshkill pile.

Stupid trash.

Stupid twolegs.

It wasn't enough to scare away all the prey, they had to throw their trash into the river too?

22 moons

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Life Guard of Riverclan

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she/her

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tags

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

 

[Kuhli]

∘˙○˚.• KUHLI 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝

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Kuhli feels a bit silly at being the only one standing in the water, attempting to get the trash out. As Russetfall approaches and announces it will wash away naturally, Kuhli decides to get out of the stream, though their reed has caught several pieces of the trash at least.

They set the reed down on the ground, shaking their wet pelt. "I hope it does wash away eventually..." they agree quietly. Hunting in these conditions will prove difficult if it doesn't wash away, and Kuhli doesn't want to be cast out of the clan for being another mouth to feed, should prey become scarce and rare.

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OOC: n/a