.:The Rebellion:. {OP€N AND A€€EPTING}~~.cat rp.

[tauriel.]

Patchwhisker

Patchwhisker flicked her ears in amusement and gave the kits one last lick.

Aspenfoot

Aspenfoot led Weedkit to the medicine den. "You seem very interested in herbs." He observed.

Dovekit

Dovekit crawled blindly through her mothers fur and bumped into Birchkit.

[WhiteAlphaWolf23]

Birchkit squecked at being bumped and tried pushing his sister away with his paw

[Hick]

~I've gotta go in a about five minutes, just to let you know c:

~OWLSTAR~

The Tom roused to his paws, thrashing his tail madly as he stormed out of the den, flattening his ears. "-Hazel, why are you still here? I have given you your time with Asbenfoot...now please go. We're hurting enough without you here, don't make it worse."

~BOUNCEWING~

He twitched his whiskers, nodding softly as he ate the last bits of the vole. After a moment he sat back, gently grooming Forest's shoulders with a sly smile of amusement, rasping his tongue over her coarse, steely white fur as he cleaned it. "-Did you sleep well last night?"

~WEEDKIT~

The splotchy calico gave an eased shrug, his ears splaying feebly as he followed the larger tom into the rocky den, his dim gaze flickering vividly over the shelves of herbs, it's minty, cut-throat scent a haze in his mind. "...I guess... I like the way they smell. Hey, isn't this borage?" He cocked a small brow, innocently nodding to the crumbled leaves Asbenfoot had shown him earlier.

~WHITEKIT~

She squealed, ruffling up her fur as she pressed up against her mother.

~SILVERTONGUE~

The sly she-cat couldn't help but smile, curling up beside him and pushing her nose into his soft, plush fur, grinning bashfully beneath her breath. She could feel her heart fluttering with triumph, pride, satisfaction...all at once, her thoughts spinning.
"...Well, it's good to know you think I'm interesting...," she murmured, giving a gentle nod. "...Have you ever thought of mentoring someone, Stone?"

[tauriel.]

Aspenfoot

He nodded thoughtfully. "Your right, that's borage." Aspenfoot nodded. "And over here is the chamomile I told you about." He lightly nosed a small pile of herbs. "What did I tell you they were for?" He asked Weedkit.

Dovekit

Dovekit sqeauked softly as Birchpaw pushed her away.

[WhiteAlphaWolf23]

(ok)

"Very well actually," Forestbreeze mewed

Birchkit settled down once more pressed against his bother's belly picking out a teat and suckling

[Hick]

~OWLSTAR~

The Tom roused to his paws, thrashing his tail madly as he stormed out of the den, flattening his ears. "-Hazel, why are you still here? I have given you your time with Asbenfoot...now please go. We're hurting enough without you here, don't make it worse."

~BOUNCEWING~

He smiled gently, splaying his ears as he sat down curtly beside her. "-Thats good to hear."

~WEEDKIT~

The splotchy calico nodded eagerly, his eyes seeming to light up, alive with memory, instinct. "-Oh, um, it's for- ugh- grief, yeah, that's it, mourning. To help with the mourning. You've been giving it to Patchwhisker lately," he noted, twitching his whiskers as he sat down curtly beside the larger cat.

~WHITEKIT~

She squealed, ruffling up her fur as she pressed up against her mother.

~SILVERTONGUE~

The sly she-cat couldn't help but smile, curling up beside him and pushing her nose into his soft, plush fur, grinning bashfully beneath her breath. She could feel her heart fluttering with triumph, pride, satisfaction...all at once, her thoughts spinning.
"...Well, it's good to know you think I'm interesting...," she murmured, giving a gentle nod. "...Have you ever thought of mentoring someone, Stone?"

[tauriel.]

Aspenfoot

Aspenfoot nodded, pleased. "That's right. Good job Weedkit. Not only does it help with greif but it gives a cat strength." He told him. Aspenfoot pawed at a delicious smelling plant. "This is catmint. It's the only cure for greencough but it's also good for whitecough."

[.dance]

Stonewhisker
"I have, but none of the kits are old enough, and I don't think Owlstar will let me mentor one." he sighed.

[Hick]

~OWLSTAR~

The Tom roused to his paws, thrashing his tail madly as he stormed out of the den, flattening his ears. "-Hazel, why are you still here? I have given you your time with Asbenfoot...now please go. We're hurting enough without you here, don't make it worse."

~BOUNCEWING~

He smiled gently, splaying his ears as he sat down curtly beside her. "-Thats good to hear."

~WEEDKIT~

The splotchy calico scrunched up his nose, the catmint sharp, heavy...and yet sweet, mixed. Keith note of its scent, the young kit glanced dimly back up ag Asbenfoot. "-What's Greencough? Whitecough?"

~WHITEKIT~

She squealed, ruffling up her fur as she pressed up against her mother.

~SILVERTONGUE~

She splayed her ears, her stark brown eyes glittering with raw interest as she stared back at him, nodding slowly.
"-Oh? And why is that? You've done nothing wrong- you've been a wonderful warrior, Stone... Trust me, I know."

[tauriel.]

Aspenfoot

"Greencough and whitecough are horrible, horrible diseases." Aspenfoot said seriously. "Whitecough isn't as bad as greencough but it's still pretty serious."