[Fae Magic]

It was a beautiful day; not too hot by the sun and just enough shade of TreeClan's territory that gave the cats a relief from the heat of the sun. The sky was a bright blue filled vast open space above their heads that you could see fluffy white clouds dotting it's colorfulness through the branches of the trees above their heads. It was a calm day and everything seemed to be going right for once. The birds chirped happily among themselves and sung back and forth in the tree branches while other animals like bees and frogs buzzed and croaked around. The soft sound of heart beats of animals all around and the gentle breeze that brought their scents to her gave the young warrior a shiver. Not of fear or cold but more out of being content to be out and about to enjoy the wonderful day. 

The soft earth beneath PrimrosePetal's paws cooled her aching pads as she carried herself from camp and through the territory into towards her favorite spot to be at. The grass and dirt beneath her paws soon turned to soft moss and her bright pools of blue crystal eyes peered down with almost a child like excitement. She loved the feel of moss under her toes and she enjoyed the earthy scent it brought. It reminded her so much of her childhood and her mother who was one who loved nature and could not stay in camp to save her life. 

PrimrosePetal laughed softly to herself at the thought of her mother as she walked into the shade of the trees and soon found herself under a large oak in the middle of the clearing that had beautiful moss coating the ground with it's vibrant dark green and the low hanging branches of the tree they circled. She smiled looking at her favorite tree before making her way over towards it and laid down on the soft moss; heaving a long sigh of pure bliss as she rolled over onto her back and stared up at the branches and the light that filtered between the leaves. 

Quiet times like this was the times that made PrimrosePetal the happiest. Of course, staying in camp and helping others was a favorite of hers but she did not often get time to herself to think and reminiscence like a young warrior like herself should. So this rare moment where she was surrounded by nothing but nature and the stillness of it without chattering cats or presence of others gave her a feeling of being home again. 

Gentle and kind was something that PrimrosePetal was very much known for. Childish at times and rather naive but a good girl, she was not one who was rarely disliked for anything. She of course knew she was not perfect. She had her flaws and tantrums that she would throw due to lack of attention. She was no child of course but she did enjoy the company of others and did not want others to think that she did not want to be around them either. Frowning the pale ginger tabby looked up at the tree canopy above her and reached up with her paw as if she could touch the leaves or the sunlight filtering through them.

"I wonder..." she murmured to herself softly thinking before suddenly her ears picked up the sound of tiny pawsteps coming her way. 

She looked over to find a little mouse staring back at her curiously. She smiled and rolled over onto her belly before reaching out with a paw but not to swipe it down for an easy kill and instead nudged a nut towards the little creature in offering. It took it and began nibbling on it as it sat there not afraid of her. She in turn did not try to kill it and instead just rested her head on her paws and watched it eat with a faint smile on her face. She hated to kill living creatures and if she was not hunting purposefully she rather not kill recklessly for the fun of it just to bring something back to camp. If she was not ordered to she would not. That's how she worked. 

The peaceful moment ended rather quickly as the mouse suddenly seemed to pick up the sound of something that scared it and it darted away leaving PrimrosePetal a bit confused before she lifted her head to sniff the air and partly sat up to look around and listen to see if she could see or hear anyone. Ah, there it was again, the sound of paw steps drawing closer. She sighed softly and laid back down. Of course her TreeClan mates would be out on a day like this as well and she would not get any peace but that was okay, she wouldn't mind the company as long as she did not have to be forced to leave her shade to go on a patrol or something. 

[Katara]

After bounding outside of camp and into the territory, Birchfrost had to pause for a moment to inhale the scents of his surroundings, taking in the fresh air with pleasure. He was still kind of reeling over the fact that he could leave camp on his own now, though he hadn't really taken advantage of it until now. The other part of being a warrior was being assigned to patrols only too often, and the young tom felt he hadn't had more than a few spare moments to himself since he'd sat his vigil. 

But now he could relish in his freedom. 

He bounded off again, going nowhere in particular and simply enjoying the experience of running among the trees, dodging undergrowth here and there, leaping over a thorny bush, and dodging the areas he knew the medicine cats foraged for herbs. For a moment, he felt like he might've even enjoyed being a LightningClan cat just for the chance of rushing along the outstretched moors, but he loved being under the trees too much. He just had to get some of his energy out of him. 

A rabbit suddenly exploded out of the den it must've been hiding in and rushed ahead of him, and Birchfrost could taste its fear-scent as he sped up to try to capture it. He was so close! Just as he was getting ready to close the gap with a pounce, the white tom's world upended. He slammed into the forest floor, his paws and fur tangled in a bush he hadn't noticed in the excitement of everything, and for a moment pain overcame him. The rabbit thundered ahead, maybe not even knowing how close it had come to its demise, and Birchfrost was left winded behind it.

Not only that, but white hot stabs of pain covered his whole body, even when the young warrior untangled himself from the bush. He discovered why when he investigated one paw throbbing with pain, and found a thorn buried in it. "Ow, ow, owwwwwww," he whined, rolling on his side and grabbing the thorn with his teeth, ripping it out and letting out a yelp. Blood welled in the place it had been, and Birchfrost groaned. His white fur was going to look terrible after this!

Nonetheless, he started working on the other points of pain, but found he couldn't reach a lot of them. He was twisty, but not that twisty. 

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TAGGED: Fae Magic
NOTES: He's just a poor baby lmfao

[Fae Magic]

Primrosepetal's ears perked when she heard the commotion and she squinted when she saw some bushes up ahead rustling and shaking violently. A rabbit burst out of the brush and ran past her in a flurry of fur and fluff. She watched it disappear moments later across into some more bushes before she turned her attention back to the clumps of brush that was now having a faint voice speaking from it. Curious to see who disturbed her peace and lost the good catch that rabbit would have made she stood to her paws and padded over with a curious look in her eyes as she sniffed the area. She noticed the brush was a bit pokey and winced as she nosed her way through it trying to be careful. 

When she came out the other side her white fur was sticking with a few prickly burrs but she didn't mind at first as her attention had caught on what or more rather whom had disturbed her. It was of course none other then her fellow clan mate Birchfrost. She could see him twisting and rolling around trying to pick out the dark prickles of the burrs that he had no doubtingly fell through and she couldn't help but burst out laughing. Her laugh like a gentle giggle in the breeze; announcing her arrival to her clan mate. Her blue eyes softened when they focused on him again and she gave him a gentle smile of amusement as she shook her head and walked closer. 

"Well hi there Birchfrost, you seem to have gotten yourself in a bind haven't you?" she asked teasingly as she reached out and plucked a prickling burr in a spot that he himself couldn't reach. 

"Would you like some help with that mister?" she added teasingly as she began plucking away at his white fur.

She noticed his fur was a mess and covered in some spots of dust from his tumble as she busied herself with helping him get out the spikes from the bushes. Primrosepetal didn't seem to mind the small stings that accompanied the spikes she had in her own fur though as she worked away at his fur instead first.

"Are you alright? You aren't too hurt are you? I would suggest going to find Falconstorm or Sagepaw when you get to camp if you are hurt too badly. Or are you too hurt to make it to camp? Do I need to help you walk? You didn't twist your paw or anything right just some burrs?" her questions came one after another as she assessed him and nosed at his fur to make sure he wasn't too badly injured.

Primrosepetal was such a sweetie but also a bit oblivious when it came to people's personal space as it was obvious as she poked and prodded at him to see if she could find any deep wounds or something that would make her need to go find the medicine cats of Treeclan to come out here and help them. But she meant well as she often did with her child like manner and teasing nature. She gave the other white feline a warm smile as she stepped back from his personal space.

"Doesn't look like you're too hurt. Maybe just your pride with that rabbit getting away huh?" she glanced over her shoulder in amusement. 


Katara

[Katara]

Birchfrost was still struggling to reach some of the thorns stuck in him when he suddenly heard an eruption of laughter, and turned to find his Clanmate Primrosepetal had slipped into view. He hadn't even scented her! Either she was very quiet, or he was a bit too distracted. To be fair, he probably wouldn't have noticed a badger wandering out of its den when he'd pulled out that first thorn. It'd hurt. 

You seem to have gotten yourself into a bind, haven't you? 

The young tom sighed. "I might have," he admitted sheepishly. How could he say otherwise, when his pristine white fur was covered in little spots of pink and red from the blood that welled up in place of the thorns' removal? She moved closer without question, which surprised Birchfrost for a moment - how straightforward she seemed to be. At the same time, she asked if he'd like some help and he nodded eagerly. "Yes, please! I'm not as stretchy as I'd like to be, and I can't reach some of the spots they've dug themselves in... this is so embarrassing," he mumbled. "You must think I'm the clumsiest mouse-brain in the valley!" 

She seemed so cheerful though as the pulled out the thorns one-by-one, and the young warrior clenched his teeth together to hold back little noises of pain as each came out. Pain still flared everywhere, but numbness was washing like a wave over him as his body became used to his nerves' shouts of pain. Meanwhile, Primrosepetal launched question after question at him, and he tried to answers each as it came: "Yeah--no--no! No, of course not!" Did they even come out making sense? "I'm okay," he clarified, standing up once he verified all the thorns seemed to be gone. "I'm sure I look way worse than I actually feel. Any blood on my fur at all, and it looks like I've just been at the scene of a murder," he joked. "I'll have to take a leaf out of RainClan's book and take a douse in the river if I hope to get it all out! My paw is okay, though," he confirmed, lifting each of them to inspect, finding just one bloodied from tearing a thorn out of it. 

Primrosepetal stepped back, still with that warm smile on her face, and immediately found himself quite aware of her lack of presence near him. It hadn't occurred to him he'd liked it until just now. She was being so nice to him when he'd expected to be humiliated... it was rather compassionate of her to immediately leap to helping him instead. "That rabbit was fighting dirty, I swear!" he burst. "I've never had any other rabbit jump through a thorn bush! It was either fighting dirty, or just that stupid, one of the two!" he proclaimed, rushing to defend himself and his pride.

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TAGGED: Fae Magic