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Luckykit had heard rumors. Apparently, there was a way to make a love potion, or so he had heard. Most of the other kits that were with him when he overheard this had written it off as boring, but Luckykit wanted to know more. Unfortunately, he was too nervous to ask Hystericstar if he knew anything about such a thing, and the kit had limited interactions with the two apprentices, which meant he didn't want to ask them either. Which left only one option: he had to make it himself.
That was how Luckykit ended up sneaking into the medicine cat's den in search of herbs. He sat at the bottom of the shelves, glaring up at the herb storage. His plan was already beginning to fall apart just because of his shortness. How was he supposed to know that the herbs were stored at a height where kits couldn't reach?
Post by complacentdevil on Nov 7, 2021 19:45:20 GMT -5
Weaselpaw was quietly tucked away into deep storage, a cool, moist place where he mostly watched the spiders he kept complacent make cobwebs for the clan's future use. It was only when he heard the shuffling of paws in the main herb storage area that he wondered what he might be missing with his nose shoved in the cracks and crags deep in the den. He backed himself out of the dark, his icy eyes narrowed, shining from the shadows as they laid across a kit staring up at his stores.
He stayed quiet, a curious look coming across his face, though his brows remained furrowed. He spoke simply, "Can I help you?"
He could totally reach it if he tried hard enough, right? Looking around, Luckykit took in anything that he could use to stand on for height, and ended up just moving one of the piles of bedding to stand on. The material was soft, but at least it gave him a tiny boost. If he could stretch enough, he could probably grab a pawful of stuff. Just a little more and-
Can I help you?
The voice startled Luckykit. He had made sure that no one was in the den! Where did Weaselpaw even come from!? In his panicked state, the dark grey kit jumped, which gave him just enough height to knock everything off of the shelf.
Post by complacentdevil on Nov 27, 2021 19:16:50 GMT -5
The medicine cat watched as the kit managed to tumble all of the inventory of a shelf upon him. Thankfully for the younger cat, it wasnt the shelf of rocks that Spiralpaw had insisted on them having. He tried to push the irritation of even having a shelf full of rocks from his mind, his brows furrowing. Still though, now he had a collection of items that were neatly organized all over the floor of his den, and even mixed in some bedding. Things they would have to do without, he figured. "You alright?" he asked, knowing that other than being scared out of his mind, the other shouldnt have any real injuries, maybe a hurt pride. He offered a small nod as a greeting, taking a couple more steps closer to better survey the situation.
