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what's a god to a non-believer / peachpaw Mar 20, 2016 19:27:52 GMT

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Post by ♔ ferocious werepup on Mar 20, 2016 19:27:52 GMT

embers ★

the coals are beginning to glow

when it's all said and done, we'll shine like the sun

the little tortoiseshell tom arched his back and yawned, greeting the sunny day with exuberance. though he'd been named as a kit for his bright orange patches, the vivid sun-glow eyes didn't hurt either in making his name, 'pumpkinpatch,' completely representative. he blinked a few times, surprised and delighted by the sunny day. finally, newleaf was in full swing! what to do with the day? hunting, perhaps. or just a jaunt through the woods?? excitement coursed through him. he rapidly became distracted by thoughts of his favorite season, greenleaf. of course, leaf-fall was exciting too... and leafbare had its perks, like snow. and newleaf, all the pretty flowers popping up everywhere!

his daydreams of juicy voles and summer time rain showers were brought to an unpleasant halt by a stinging pain radiating through his shoulder. pumpkinpatch tried furiously to twist his head over his shoulder to get at it, but it was just out of reach, behind his shoulder blade. the little tom growled, absolutely infuriated with this new development. a tick! he was sure of it. that was one harbinger of spring he most certainly did not welcome with joy. the little pest was sucking out all of his blood, no doubt! he was probably doomed to become a vampire kitty or something.

come to think of it, he had been feeling a bit... off. woozy, perhaps? pumpkinpatch had attributed his unsteadiness to having just woken up, but as he padded out of the warriors den, he realized he was a bit dizzy as well. time to pay a visit to blueberry, he supposed.

hurrying off toward the medicine cat's den, pumpkinpatch nearly tripped over himself. the sky was blue, the birds were chirping all throughout the woods, insects were chattering and buzzing all around, and it was making him heady. he wanted to be out there, chasing after squirrels, splashing through puddles from yesterday's storm, leaping after butterflies, thoroughly enjoying the day. stupid tick.

"hey, blueberry, ya here?? need some help... oof!" the tom paused as he nearly tripped over an herb stock, sending leaves flying about. "er... whoops, sorry about that blue- oh, peachpaw!" the young tortoiseshell warrior only just noticed that blueberry wasn't in, but his apprentice was. he was rather fond of the she-cat, but then, who wasn't? she was an adorable little thing, sweeter, he guessed, than the fruit for which she'd been named. "hey peachpaw... sorry about the herbs, i can get you some more, really," he mumbled awkwardly, feeling his fur heat up. he gave the cute apprentice a lopsided grin.

"hey so.. i think i have a tick, on my shoulder?" he clumsily tried to gesture with his head, straining his neck to twist around. "it hurts. and i'm kinda dizzy. i can't quite get it though, so i was hoping you had something to make the lil bugger fall off."

he continued to smile brightly at her. "gorgeous day, isn't it? i was really hoping to get out in the woods, but, ah, this is holding me up a bit. hey!" he seemed suddenly struck by an excellent idea. "you should come with me, once we're done with this nasty business!! whatdya say? it can't be much fun being cooped up in this little den all day, can it?"

TAGS: @hawkpaw
NOTES: um,,,, help,,, im in love with him already, too much cute for one thread

what's a god to a non-believer / peachpaw Jun 13, 2016 13:34:44 GMT

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Post by Deleted on Jun 13, 2016 13:34:44 GMT

Oh what a beautiful day it was turning out to be already! The cheery gold of the sun glowed without contest in the clear blue skies above, not a single cloud to be seen for miles. New growth was already noticeable on the trees and shrubs, fresh spring flowers filling the air with their sweet scents. There was a warmth that blanketed in the area, pushing out the chill from leaf-bare from every corner in the camp and seeping into the weary bodies of the ThunderClan cats. Prey would be plentiful for moons to come, and so would the herbs that Peachpaw and Blueberry needed to cure their Clanmates of their ailments. The little ginger and white embodiment of everything good in life hummed a little nonsense tune to herself as she checked through the many stores of herbs in the den. Blueberry was out and about, tending to some business or other. Peachpaw wasn't exactly sure what had pulled her mentor away from her side, but it was no doubt important medicine cat stuff that Peachpaw wasn't yet ready for. The delicate little femme was only seven moons old after all, and there was still so much left to learn before she was ready for everything that her position demanded of her. Peachpaw was glad to have her mentor at her side to help her sort through everything, and in turn Peachpaw was more than glad to do whatever the elder molly asked of her. Today though, Peachpaw had not been asked anything, in fact she'd not seen either Blueberry, Hazelclaw or Falconstar at all yet. But like that would stop her from making herself as useful as she could be!

The babe's little muzzle was stuck into one store after the other, checking each amount of herbs within and whether they were fresh or not. So far everything seemed to be in order: marigold, celedine, poppy seeds, catmint, chamomile... wait a minute. The tangy scent of the herbal leaves and blossoms didn't smell as sweet as it usually did. The happy little hum ceased to echo off the den's walls as she reached one little paw into the depths of the storage, her bright amber gaze widening as the usually firm foliage gave way far too easily under her gentle pressure. She knew what she would see when she drug the entirety of the storage out, but it still was slightly disheartening to witness it with her out eyes. "Ah, mousedung..." she muttered at what laid before her. Mold. Quite a bit of it, spreading from leaf to leaf in a disgusting white and blue mix. Reaching a paw back into the store, she wasn't surprised to find that it was damp inside. Somehow the morning dew must've gotten into the storage, and wherever water was mold wasn't far behind. A small whimper escaped the little apprentice, her tail lowering to the ground behind her as she turned from the storage to stare at the destroyed herbs. There was no saving this, not even if she picked off all the mold could she salvage these herbs. The sorrow didn't last long, and setting aside the ruined chamomile she returned to what she'd been doing. If dew and moisture got into one store there could be a chance of it being in the other stores. One by one, she checked each store: each, save for the chamomile's store, was completely dry as it should be and the herbs were fresh and usable. That was one small comfort.

Pleased at what she'd discovered, the little apprentice left the herbal stores and returned to the chamomile. Using her tail, she swept the ruined foliage into a neat little pile, ready to be disposed of. But before she got rid of the bad herbs, she figured she could do some nest cleaning and get two things done at once. She'd only just padded over to the nest she and Blueberry shared to rid it of the old, dried moss when a voice echoed in the silence of the den. ~~"Hey, Blueberry, ya here?? Need some help... oof!"~~ Peachpaw's dainty head jerked back to look over her shoulder, finding the form of Pumpkinpatch standing where she'd placed the bad chamomile, moldy leaves floating to the ground around him and all over the place. ~~"Er... whoops, sorry about that Blue- oh, Peachpaw!"~~ the sweetest little giggle escaped the sunny babe's muzzle as she turned around, coming up to touch noses with the warrior and gracing him with the brightest kitty smile. "Hi Pumpkinpatch!" she mewed, a loud and rumbling purr shaking her delicate form. Peachpaw loved seeing her Clanmates, even if they were in silly positions. ~~"Hey Peachpaw... sorry about the herbs, I can get you some more, really."~~ she waved off his suggestion with her, gracing his sheepish smile with her own cheery one again. "Don't worry Pumpkinpatch, no harm done! It's my fault you tripped over them, I put them there. I was going to get rid of them with the old moss in the nests." she stated, putting a paw on one of the chamomile leaves and sliding it forward towards him. "Dew got into the chamomile store, so they're moldy and icky now." she gestured towards the mold as she spoke.

Pushing the leaf to the side, she listened as he mentioned that he thought he had a tick on his shoulder. Pain and dizziness did sound like a tick, but there were other things that it could be as well. "Well, let's have a look-see!" she mewed as she padded over, craning her little head up to nuzzle into his fur, seeking something hard against his flesh. Strangely, she didn't find it, but she did find a small area of swelling. "You were half right!" she stated, already bouncing towards the herbal stores and pulling out some blackberry leaves, snakeroot and a few cobwebs. "Not a tick bite, a spider bite. Looks like you had a strange bedfellow in your nest." spiders were another herald of new-leaf, spinning their webs through trees and in dark warm areas like the dens. Most were harmless, only making a cat slightly ill for a few hours, but some were very dangerous. Thankfully it seemed the only thing Pumpkinpatch was feeling was dizziness and pain at the bite site. Both very common ailments in simple bites. And easy to care for.

Chewing up both the blackberry leaves and the snakeroot into two pastes, taking a moment to add some heather nectar to the snakeroot, she then padded back over to Pumpkinpatch's side. The snakeroot and nectar mix was pushed in front of him to eat, while Peachpaw set about pushing the blackberry leaves onto his swollen bump, holding it in place with the cobweb "Not much else I can do, sadly. Spider bites just have to go away on their own. But if you feel something else other than pain and dizziness or it gets worse, tell me and I'll get Blueberry alright?" she didn't expect that to happen, but they didn't exactly know if the spider was dangerous or not did they? ~~"Gorgeous day, isn't it? I was really hoping to get out in the woods, but, ah, this is holding me up a bit."~~ Peachpaw giggled. Yes, this would be quite the hold up to a fun day wouldn't it? "Don't worry, you'll be out there in no time! Just gotta make sure this stays in place for a while..." she responded. It was a lovely day, but it was a little lonely. Pumpkinpatch was the first Clanmate she'd seen all day... ~~"Hey! You should come with me, once we're done with this nasty business!! Whatdya say? It can't be much fun being cooped up in this little den all day, can it?"~~ he'd said the magic words. Round golden eyes snapped to Pumpkinpatch the moment the cobweb was secured, and the small molly pounced around him. "Sure, I'd love to! We'll go on an adventure together!" and Pumpkinpatch found himself on the receiving end of one of Peachpaw's cuddling sessions, her head snuggling right under his chin as she purred loudly.

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TAGGED: ♔ ferocious werepup
NOTES: heya! i have no excuse for how long it took to get this up and i sincerely apologize. ^^; hope you don't mind me changing this to a spider bite - i got bit by a wolf spider a while back and pain and dizziness were what i felt all day. it just reminded me of that. <3