I WOKE UP A DYING MAN / open, flower picking

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    [justify][size=8]Being the botanist that she was, Nadia decided that it would be fun to pick some flowers, and it would help her meet new people. Finding a soft patch of grass, she laid down, and tugged at the newly grown grass, pulling up some dirt also. Pointing her nose at the ground, she smelled the air, trying to find one flower in particular. Scanning the landscape, she stood up and shook the ripped up grass from her fur.


    After extensive searching, she finally found the plant she was looking for. "Je l'ai trouvé!" she shouted, running over to the flower. Cupping it in her paws, she marveled at the beauty of a candytuft. Nadia then began to dig up the dirt around the flower, being careful not to rip any roots. Finally, the slim kitten lifted up the plant and put it in a bowl she had found lying around camp somewhere.


    Laying down from all of the hard work, she inhaled the scent of the sweet herb and felt her eyes slowly closing.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 425px; line-height: 95%; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; color: #d2d2d2]Plants and Polarispride didn’t get along well, though he’d had flower prints for months; he only knew the difference between sunflowers and lavender because he couldn’t grow the former. Whatever Nadia was looking at had no significance to him. More than anything, it was confusing, watching her be so careful with a plant, of all things. Clearly, this stranger – a new Clanmate he’d missed? – knew her flowers and how to remove them without ripping them to pieces, an art he had yet to master.


    Naturally, the realization was enough to make him hesitant. If she started talking about whatever this sweet-smelling plant was, he’d be lost in under three seconds, most likely. But not approaching would be rude, and he’d be neglecting his duty, which was just inviting extra guilt later. That was the last thing he needed. Besides, maybe one of his Clanmates would appear to help him. Or maybe she wouldn’t want to discuss the thing in the bowl at all.


    Taking a deep breath, the winged feline limped over, careful to avoid getting too close to the bowl. Sure, he hadn’t a clue what was in it, but knocking the candytuft over would be a bad move. ”Erm,” he began, frowning, ”s-sorry for bothering you, but…uh, what’s th-that? The flower, I mean.”
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    [justify][size=8]Sensing the thick scent of the vice-leader, she checked to make sure that the flower was secure in the bowl, and she looked up at Polarispride. Giving him a smile, Nadia held in a laugh at his awkwardness. "This flower? This is a candytuft. It's really pretty, and it smells like candy, doesn't it?" she asked, picking up the bowl and holding it in front of his face.


    Letting out a laugh this time, she put the bowl down once he had smelt the flower. "It comes in pretty shades of white, pink, and uh," she said, trying to remember the word for purple in English. "purple." she meowed, heavy with her accent.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; text-align: center; margin-top: -15px;]WINDCLAN — HONOURGUARD — INFORMATION — POWERS — BATTLETAGS
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]Paperkit padded over, taking a seat beside his grandfather. Tilting his head to the side at the flower the foreign girl was holding, he frowned slightly. "Can it be used in medicine and, more importantly," He paused for dramatic effect that barely did anything for the situation. "Is it edible?"


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    5 Moons
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