[Rose]

She/Her | Purrk(s): Just A Scratch

It was safe to say that Wisteriawren was a bit of a clutz. So, unsurprisingly, if the task she'd assigned to herself was to gather all the pretty weeds and small flowers growing in the clearing and place them in every cat bed (or nests, as they were called here) she saw, the latter job was going to be a bit... challenging.

Oh, who was she kidding? Standing at the mouth of the warrior's den (that was what it was called! Wisteriawren had checked!), the pretty tabby blinked at the dark of the den, only seeing multiple lumps. Oh. Well, this was nothing like her old cat bed, but if this was how they slept here... in these... moss?, then Wisteriawren could too! If she could figure out how one even came to own one of these... contraptions.

But first, the flowers! With said plants both in her mouth and littered in her fur, the ex-kittypet started weaving her way between nests, dropping petals or leaves here and there in empty nests. If anyone was awake, she was not aware of it. It was when she was skirting around another nest that the occupant sleeping inside it shifted, and Wisteriawren, in her attempt to avoid the outstretched limb, scuttled backward, surprise evident on her face.

With a soft yelp, Wisteriawren stumbled backward, tripping over her too-long tail and landing with a thud right in someone else's nest. Which was occupied. Now the question was, was the soft whatever-it-was under her a cat or the moss nest, because Wisteriawren really really hoped it was the latter. She was about to be mortified out of her wits. Scratch that, she was already mortified, frozen in place.

[ @Bean - Antlerbranch ]