Brush Haven

[poppy]

A large brush-pile crafted by Twolegs seasons ago, with a main den partially dug into the ground on the inside along with small cubbies for storage.

There is a small creek (a branch off of Sunkissed Creek) that runs nearby. This brush pile is the home of former ThunderClan warrior Ashpool and her daughter, Rowan. Near the brush-pile there are three small grave marked by tall stones. The territory is about the size of half a football field, enough to sustain the two who reside. They may temporarily care for any traveling cats, because they have enough prey to share a little. Rowan is also a little scientist, so if she's playing with plants, just ignore her. Or join in. Whatever you want.

vm to join, please and thank you!

[poppy]

Current Residents/Visitors:
Ashpool and Rowan (permanent residents)

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Prey Pile
squirrels: 1
fish: 0
mice: 2
voles: 0
birds: 0
other: 0

total: 3

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Rowan Herb Knowledge + Storage

 

none atm - to be updated as she learns through rp

cobwebs: 0
marigold: 0
catmint: 0
poppy seeds: 0
goldenrod: 0
parsley: 0
borage: 0
coltsfoot: 0
yew berries: 0
dandelion: 0
burnet: 0
juniper berries: 0

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Links

solo rp thread

[alkaline]

orion
any pronouns
loner
dusty with leopard spots, gold eyes
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Orion had never ventured so far before. Or maybe they had, but they had never been here before. The brush pile intrigued them, but not as much as the little graves. Cats must live here. She looked over her shoulder, wondering if the cats were home. Well, maybe it was just one cat. Orion hoped he wasn't intruding onto territory as he padded over to the creek, looking for a drink. They stared down at the water and listened to the babbling sound. It made the area seem so serene. His heart yearned for the quiet of this place. But no, they reminded themselves. It was better elsewhere, out of the woods.

(( sorry this is so lackluster it's been a long day smh ))

[Estelle]

Peony
꧁ She/Her - The Disney princess ꧂
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[ @jupiter - Don't mind me trying something new >< ]

Hm hmhm hm hmmmm~
A little hummed tone came from a tiny fluffball of a being, rapidly moving about in little hops. Is a bird? Hardly so, this jumpy being had fur - not feathers! Then a bunny, perhaps? A little brown tail wiggled in the air as the ground shuffled below the heap of silver tinted fur. It was be a bunny then - you'd sure think so! But no. The wiggly tail dropped and a head popped up instead, with a mouth full of colourful leaves and an eager smile. It was a bobtail kitten, small as can be (well, not too small either (she probably would've been a bit bigger than Elkkit if she were his age, for a moment)), with little chubby cheeks and brown flecks along her spine. But what was she doing out here, all alone? The small one was hardy old enough to hunt for herself! But Peony, for that was her name, remained unconcerned with that. For she was on a great mission, although you may not tell by the way she hoped from left to right, gathering the prettiest of leaves as she went. Dark seafoam coloured eyes stood out against the clear pelt that contoured her face, making it- and her- appear much rounder than she actually was. A walking fluffball! Wiggling her tail before careful hoping over the little splash of water that blocked her way, as the lynx-point couldn't be bothered to walk around it. She looked over he shoulder after her mighty leap, happily continuing along her way to a peculiar little bundle of twigs and branches - it was quite homey looking! The kitten stopped a few fox lengths short of the little home, head stretching out to curiously try and look inside, but alas it was too dark. Were her siblings in there maybe?

"Apple!! Sleeeeeeet?! Vix??"

Through muffled voice, the kitten called the familiar five-letter names of her siblings, but with little answer from voices she recognised. Instead, just as she finished calling her sister's name, and before she could finish any concrete thought: Peony's eyes went round in surprise as they focused on a cold little white spot that just appeared on her nose, and disappeared just as quickly. How peculiar! She had never witnessed this phenomenon before! Curiously she raised her seafoam eyes to the sky, where she was met with many, many more white spots. Her mouth would've fallen agape if it wasn't for the pretty leaves she was carefully holding in her maw. Still, the amazement was evident on her face as she watched the falling white flocks as if in a trance, unknowing of her surroundings.

[fishy]

Minx walked silently before lifting her head, smelling the scents nearby as she searched for prey with her senses, She had heard a crow ahead and caught its trail, she decided to stalk it and not long after she found it. With a fast crouch and a wiggle of her haunces she shot towards the crows neck, claws outstretched as she grasped and killed it. She picked it up and checked her surrounding, noticing a oddly placed bush