The Bees and the Flora

Real strength isn't just in fighting, it's knowing when to stand firm and when to lend a paw.

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It wasn't the finest of days to be out and about on a patrol, but it this patrol was one of her favourites because she was on a patrol with one of her kits, her son, Berrypaw. Berrypaw was arguably the cat that reminded Beewhisker the most of themself at his age and the large feline thought that it wasn't hard to tell the two apart aside from appearance. They had pride in themself that the two had held similar personalities.

Beewhisker dropped a rabbit off at the fresh kill pile, against their greater wishes and their watering mouth and watched Berrypaw do the same before their pale gaze caught Bayflower and Cedarpaw from across the clearing.

The large feline's eyes lit up as they darted across the clearing to meet their other kit and who they had told WindClan was the sire, who they had told their kits was their sire. And for all intensive purposes, Bayflower was basically the apprentices' sire. "Hi Bayflower! Hi Cedarpaw!" they cheered, flicking their plumed, dappled tail in greeting.

Without passion you don’t have energy, without energy you have nothing.

✧･ﾟ: ✧ :･ﾟ✧⭑🍓⭑✧･ﾟ: ✧ :･ﾟ✧

Berrypaw was quick to follow Beewhisker after he dropped a mouse off into the fresh-kill pile, completely distracted by his own hunger when he spotted his littermate and his sire across the clearing as Beewhisker led him forward.

"Cedarpaw!" He cheered before jumping forward, nearly jumping on top of his sister buy landing just shy of her and lashing his tail excitedly in greeting before turning his pale blue eyes to the darker feline that stood near Beewhisker. His grin widened as he greeted his sire with a gleeful twitching of his whiskers.

"Hey Bayflower!" He greeted before moving from Cedarpaw to nuzzle his sire. StarClan knows how he was so small compared to both of his parents, but he didn't let his little size bother him too much. Size didn't determine a great warrior, and Berrypaw was gonna be the best of them all!

"Your happiness is mine."

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Bayflower had heard Beewhisker's pawsteps as she darted across the clearing to meet herself and Cedarpaw, the tom purring softly at his friend's approach. But his mind seemed elsewhere, like he was paying little to no true attention to Beewhisker. It wasn't his intention to be rude. His mind was just... Occupied.

However, when Berrypaw called for his sister before jumping forward, nearly jumping on top of his sister by landing just shy of her and lashing his tail excitedly in greeting, the feline smiled, proud of the cats they had raised. He couldn't help but think it was strange though. The way they had turned out. Cedarpaw was scarily similar to herself while Berrypaw was terrifyingly similar to Beewhisker. It showed just how big of an effect they had on their kits.

When Bayflower's black eyes met Berrypaw's pale blue ones. "Hey Berrypaw." he greeted, nuzzling him back. "How is your training with Breezewing been?"

"You're a star in my sky!"

⚝──⭒─𖣂.ೃ࿔ ✈︎ *:･𖣂.ೃ࿔ ✈︎ *:･─⭒──⚝

"Hi, Beewhisker." Cedarpaw mumbled before beaming at the sight of her brother. The feline purred and stretched before shaking out their fur.

Real strength isn't just in fighting, it's knowing when to stand firm and when to lend a paw.

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Beewhisker watched on with a noticeable purr of pride as their kits greeted one another. However their expression dropped a little as Cedarpaw simply muttered a greeting to them, had they done something wrong? They wanted to ask, but they would rather not start unnecessary arguments or disagreements. So they simply lived in their confusion until it vanished.

For a moment, Beewhisker paused at Bayflower's question to Cedarpaw, they knew where this was going, they had asked not long ago and had gotten an earful of what they assumed would be the same thing from Berrypaw earlier.

However, the large feline didn't object to the oncoming complaints. Instead, letting out a quiet chuckle that might have been able to melt the hearts of the camp. "This was the best part of my day." they whispered to Cedarpaw and Bayflower.

Without passion you don’t have energy, without energy you have nothing.

✧･ﾟ: ✧ :･ﾟ✧⭑🍓⭑✧･ﾟ: ✧ :･ﾟ✧

At Bayflower's question, Berrypaw drawled a long and dramatic groan, rolling onto his side and now leaning against Cedarpaw's legs. He stuck his paws straight up in the air and let out another groan, as if he was trying to act like he was suffering. And to Berrypaw, he might as well have been.

"Oh, Bayflower! It's horrible!" He exclaimed, rolling to the other side and falling flat with an annoyed grunt "All he does is talk talk talk, we don't do anything! Except Breezwing enjoying the sound of his own voice!" the compaints were somewhat fabricated, but only to an extent, Breezewing did talk a lot, and it frankly had Berrypaw bored half to death.

Berrypaw rolled back onto his spine, throwing his forepaws in the air in an artful, theatrical gesture of dispair. "I'll never become a warrior! The only thing I'll do is learn how to be old and grumpy!" he wailed dramatically, but at the last groan, the soft chuckle beneath his voice was hardly hidden.

"Your happiness is mine."

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Bayflower watched in amusement as Berrypaw drawled a long and dramatic groan, rolling onto his side and now leaning against Cedarpaw's legs as if he had been asked to do the most motonous task in all the clans. He better be careful what he said. Bayflower liked to gossip.

"Oh, don't be so dramatic." The molly joked. The truth was, she was sympathetic towards her son's emotions but at the same time, the she-cat thought that 'horrible' was a little cruel a word to use. "If you want I can talk to Breezewing for you." the senior warrior offered, letting out a sigh before chuckling in amusement for a brief moment. "But I reckon you could learn a lot from his chatter... Maybe you could actually talk to ears of your enemies and prey off." She joked before becoming more serious again.

"Do not say such things, Berrypaw. You will become a warrior. Even if it takes a year. You hear me?" The voidful feline was aware that Berrypaw's words were a joke. But she couldn't help but worry a little.

"You're a star in my sky!"

⚝──⭒─𖣂.ೃ࿔ ✈︎ *:･𖣂.ೃ࿔ ✈︎ *:･─⭒──⚝

Cedarpaw didn't say much as Baydlower lectured her brother, the molly simply smiling in amusement. She glanced over at Beewhisker before looking back at Berrypaw. Beewhisker hadn't done anything wrong. Cedarpaw was just tired. And it felt easier to talk with Berrypaw than it did with Beewhisker at times.

Real strength isn't just in fighting, it's knowing when to stand firm and when to lend a paw.

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Beewhisker listened as Bayflower gave a little lecture that Berrypaw seemed much more engaged in and much more interested than he was when he returned back to Camp with Breezewing from their training. Beewhisker let out a quiet chuckle at the notion that Bayflower's lectures were revered much more than Breezewing's were. But Berrypaw would get used to it, Cedarprowl was much like Breezewing in some ways, and Beewhisker hadn't had much trouble.

Suddenly, they felt a rumble in their stomach, the dappled feline glanced at the fresh kill pile, then at the elders' den. Then an idea struck them. They could share some prey with the elders instead of taking it themself!

The large warrior nodded to themself before giving both of their kits an affectionate lick between their ears, in which Berrypaw huffed at, claiming he wasn't a kit anymore. In a way, he was, but to Beewhisker, Berrypaw and Cedarpaw would always be their kits, no matter how many moons pass.

"I'll be off! Going to see if any of the elders have room to share a rabbit or two" They purred, shaking off their thick fur before making their way to the fresh kill pile, grabbing a juicy rabbit before padding towards the elders' den, now away from earshot.

Without passion you don’t have energy, without energy you have nothing.

✧･ﾟ: ✧ :･ﾟ✧⭑🍓⭑✧･ﾟ: ✧ :･ﾟ✧

Berrypaw paused as Bayflower began explaining and lecturing him on Breezewing but his ears perked in acknowledgement when Bayflower offered to speak to his mentor. He then jolted himself up and standing eagerly before Bayflower, his size smaller than his sister but he stood with confidence, like he thought he was bigger than the largest of warriors. 

"Could you please! I'll get you extra prey if you do! I'll even fix up your nest extra good!" Berrypaw pleaded, his pale blue eyes wide and filled with a feigned desperation that might have had a little realness to it. Anything to stop the boring lectures!

He then glanced over to his larger sister, resting his darker colored tail onto her back "I bet Basilflame is a LOT less boring than Breezewing is! C'mon Cedarpaw! Tell me what your last lesson was!" He prompted, expecting to hear something exciting, even if it was a lie.