Open PAFP Camp You fall through the trees and you pray with your knees on the ground | Snowdropheart, Wisteriastrike - Nursery

[Snowdropheart]

Snowdropheart​

For the things that you need, with your lust and your greed weighing down

Snowdropheart sat in camp, watching the sky with an empty stomach. A flock of geese flew above the camp in a formation and her belly grumbled. Oh what she would do to eat one of those big, fat geese...

She shook her pelt - daydreaming about food won't help her hunger. At least all she needed to do was look after herself, helping her clanmates was just a bonus. Despite what she wished for, Snowdropheart was glad that she wasn't with kits yet - how would she feed them in these conditions?

Her gaze instinctively turned to the nursery, the place she longed to be in, if not forever, then at least for a few moons with her own children. It was a secret for now, but she had already picked out names to choose from, for when her children are born - most of them she'd known for forever would be the names of her future kits. Oh, Snowdropheart just couldn't wait for Newleaf, to get to finally have a big family again, just like when she was little.

Movement at the entrance to the nursery caught her eye - was that Wisteriastrike? Poor Wisteria, Snowdropheart thought, having six kits when prey is this scarce must be so hard! Snowdropheart stood up and walked over to the nursery, peeking her head in.

The den smelled of warm milk and tiny bundles of joy. Oh how she loved kits! Wisteriastrike sat next to her six children, who were now old enough to slowly begin opening their eyes. Snowdropheart almost burst into tears at the sight of them, their cute little ears and big, curious eyes filled her with immense happiness.

But Wisteriastrike didn't look to be doing so good. "Oh, Wisteria!" she rushed to the queen. "You're so skinny! Have you been fed enough? Are you tired?" Was Wisteriastrike overworked from having to watch over six kittens? It was true that six was an unusually large amount of children and it must have sapped a lot of energy. "Can I help you in any way?"

OOC: Wait for @wisteriastrike to reply!

 

[wisteriastrike wisteriastrike]

The molly would have to be a fool to believe that only her stomach is the one rippling with hunger pains - but that doesn't stop her from believing that she's among the most important to eat. At least herself, Jadethorn, and the other caretakers who can't rush out the nursery to find some morsel to eat. She grimaces, even while watching her kits head bobble and dip, watching the world through new eyes. Most of her is frustrated with her role, but even she suffers through the part where she lives with fear. What if I can't feed them anymore? Her body would sooner dry up her supply than allow her to wither away, she thinks.

Her ears flick back when a shadow takes over the limited light of the nursery, Snowdropheart being its caster. The pale furred moggy is sweet, at least. Wisteriastrike prefers her over any of the other sharp-fanged know-it-alls that plague camp.

"The season isn't being kind to any of us, I fear," the caretaker mumbles. And then the warrior offers help, and Wisteriastrike brightens a bit, leaning closer to her friend. "Oh! Well, if you're so inclined, I am hungry..." It doesn't need to be said, but surely Snowdropheart would understand the implication.

 

[Snowdropheart]

Snowdropheart

Snowdropheart understood Wisteriastrike's implication, of course. She had come to offer help and Wisteriastrike had asked for it. "Of course, dear!" she nodded at her friend. "I would be delighted to watch them while you get some food and take a break!"

Snowdropheart sympathized with the young queen, she was hungry, how must Wisteriastrike have felt when most of the food she got to eat was given to her babies? Of course, the babies did need the food, but so did Snowdropheart's friend. She immediatelly settled into her role as a babysitter - she circled the nest, putting any loose moss bits back into it neatly, and nudging little Centipedekit back towards its siblings. "Oh, they are just so adorable, aren't they?" she purred, delighted.

The little ones squeaked a bit as she neared them, but Snowdropheart didn't mind - they would get used to her soon enough! "Don't worry, Auntie Snowdrop's got you now!" then, looking back at Wisteriastrike. "Thank you so much, dear! Your babies are just perfect." She was going to take such good care of them, for the little while while Wisteriastrike took a break.

Snowdropheart wouldn't mind spending the whole day in the nursery with them - even if it sometimes got messy or too much, at the end of the day, being with the kittens warmed her up inside like nothing else. "Take as much time as you need!"

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[wisteriastrike wisteriastrike]

"Wait -" The stumble of her own words are quickly overtaken by the mottled molly's eagerness to help. Help that is sorely needed, but not wanted in the way the warrior offers. Wisteriastrike finds herself quickly ushered from the nest (albeit, nicely,) and Snowdropheart rustling around its edges as if to fix whatever's been tossed about in her short departure. The lilac-furred caretaker watches in vague disbelief as the other assumes the role of kitsitter so quickly, she might've thought that Snowdropheart wanted to be a mother herself.

Auntie Snowdrop, she calls herself, and though annoyed, Wisteriastrike quirks the corner of her maw up in a smile. "Yeah," she mutters, begrudgingly, "Thanks for this, Snowdrop." Not even close to what she wanted, but she's sure to lose some grace in the nursery if she abuses this very charitable notion. Her stomach, too, still twists and contorts with the discomfort of hunger. So she might as well go give it a shot... better than just sitting around here.

"Just..." she slowly drawls, "... mind Oleanderkit. He doesn't have teeth yet, but he likes to gnaw. And Deathberrykit - that one charges, even though they can't settle their weight onto their legs. Quick," all of them are, really. Fast for a troupe of newborns who've only just began living. Wisteriastrike casts another forlorn, annoyed glance over the nursery before nodding to Snowdropheart and leaving.