thehometree | Scavenger hunt! Well, at least the scavenging part...

| characters | Kit and Orcelito, plus anybody else who wants help out
| date/time | 4-19/ early afternoon
| location | Around the base of the tree
| rating | G
| summary |Kit is poking around on the ground for something that can be made into/used as a weapon, or anything else that might be useful. Want to join her?

Kit wandered around through the grass near the tree's roots, trying to see if she could find anything useful. Especially something that could be useful as a weapon. A long thorn, maybe or a rock that could be shaped to have a nice edge. So far, she wasn't having much luck.

She might go farther out from the roots later if she didn't find anything, but she wanted to wait until the breeze died down a bit. That big, pink flower smelled funny, even from here, and she wasn't eager to go near it if she didn't have to. Besides, she'd heard some people had been having strange effects from it, and wasn't eager to find out whether or not cats were immune.

So for now, she stuck close to the roots, climbing over them or ducking under them where appropriate, as well as looking for any minor nooks, knotholes, or niches that might be accessible in the side of the tree proper. After all, who knew where she might find something interesting?

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"I dunno," Kit says, eyeing the sticks apraisingly, "Cheetara fights with a staff, and she can do a good bit of damage when she needs to. But then she's a Cleric, so she's had lots of practice."

"You're right though," she says. "With a sharp thorn or stone you could turn a stick into a spear. Course you'd need to bind it on with something." Maybe they could tear a strip out of a flower stem or something? Or course, this would still require finding something usable first

"Yeah, I was here," she says. "But I wasn't hiding; I was helping." She pulls out her flupe and shows it to him. "I didn't really have a weapon to fight with so I helped others with my flupe's magic. When I play, I can put people or animals into a trance. It only lasts as long as I'm playing, but when I used it on the smaller spiders, it made them easy pickings for whoever else was around."

She doesn't sound especially proud of this, just stating the facts. She still doesn't like that she had to use her magic to aid in killing, but the spiders had left them very little choice.

This is only the second or third time he's met someone who uses magic, and as usual he is intrigued. When she holds up the instrument, he leans forward to get a better look. It appears to be a flute, but he’s never seen a round one before. And then he wonders, does the power come from her, the flupe, or both of them working together? He’s just been introduced to magic in the past week and he struggles to understand it.

Otherwise, he finds her tone of voice reassuring. With her being a cat, he was concerned she might find it exciting to hunt; that doesn’t seem to be the case. At the same time, she doesn’t display the… delicateness he’s come to expect from young girls. The longer he talks with her, the more perplexing she is. But it’s… not a bad feeling.

“I’m glad you were safe. And I'm sure everyone appreciated your help.” He smiles warmly. Thinking about her idea of making a spear, he adds, “If you are really interested in crafting a weapon, I may be able to help. I’m making several things in my house - more than just dyes. If you’d like to visit sometime, I’d appreciate hearing more of your ideas.” He realizes it’s a bit forward, and she probably doesn’t trust him anymore than he trusts her. But he’s here to make allies, and that involves taking a calculated risk now and again.

In all honestly, Kit herself doesn't know the answer to Ocelito's unspoken question. All she knows is that the magic works when she wills it to. And given how useful it had been in keeping her alive thusfar, she's not too keen on looking proverbial gift horse in the mouth. Magic can be finicky, and digging too deeply might dispel whatever enchantment she or the flupe have.

Living first on a small farm, then on the streets, then traveling and fighting with the other Thundercats hasn't left much room for delicacy in Kit's life. Part of her secretly wishes for pretty dresses and other feminine things, but they've always taken a back seat to what was needed. And still do, really. Though maybe someday...

Kit nods at the invitation, though, eager both to help and to learn something new in the process. "OK, sure," she says. "Which house are you staying in?"

“I’m on the top floor. My house is the one with the wreath of twigs and blue feathers on the door.” He was feeling nostalgic that day and the wreath took shape much too easily in his hands. “I spend the morning and afternoon outside, but I’m home in the evenings.” He wouldn’t mind her coming by, and he’s also fine with meeting outside like this.

He adjusts his hold on the bundle of wood and looks around. “Would you like me to help you search? I can look for thorns and jagged rocks while I’m collecting wood.” Might as well continue what they came here to do. It’ll be more enjoyable with company.

"Ah, yeah, I saw that. It's really pretty, especially with the crystals around it," Kit said. "Did you make it yourself?" He said he made other things besides paper, after all.

She made a mental note of when and where she could find him before nodding. "Sure, I'd like that," she said. "And I'll help you look for sticks you can use, if you tell me what to look for. That way both jobs'll go faster."

“Yes, I did. I’ve been collecting fallen feathers in Chime’s shop lately and I thought they would look nice in a craft.” Truth is, he used to do things like that with his sister and he misses it. The weaving brought back a little bit of home, and he hung it on his door to remind him of that. A defiant I am going to return home.

Assistance in building up the wood piles on his porch are always welcome, and he nods his head in gratitude. “You can help me look for lighter-colored twigs. They should be thin enough to break apart easily and not have knots.” Admittedly, he’s no expert on wood collection for paper making, but common sense and trial and error together will get you quite far.

"Think you could show me how to make one if we found some more nice feathers?", Kit asks. Granted she doesn't have a door to put it on at the moment, but it'd still be fun to learn how to make things like that.

Kit nods at his instructions. "Right," she says. "That shouldn't be too hard." She flutters her wings and hovers up into the air a little. "OK... Time to see what we can find."

He’s not surprised she asked, but there’s a moment of hesitation right before he responds. It does feel a bit personal to share. But why not? He’s already invited her into his life, after all. “I’d like that. You can help me select the colors for the next one.”

When she takes flight, he looks on admiringly. “You have a lovely set of wings.” The fairy-like ones remind him of champagne and chandeliers - light and sparkle. And they look dashing in the sunlight. His own soft moth wings are warm and powerful, but sometimes, he wonders what would’ve happened if he’d touched the other gemstone…

"Alright!", Kit says. "I'll be sure and pick good ones." Of course, their choices are limited by the variety of birds who live around the tree, but she'll certainly do her best.

"Thanks," she replies to the compliment about her wings. "I like them too. They're my favorite color and everything."

"Yours are nice too, though," she assures him. "They look all warm and soft, like a warm cloak. Though I wonder why some of us got one kind of wings, and others got the other kind?" She knows it has to do with the two gems, but she can't figure out if there's some reasoning behind it, or if it's just random which person get what.

She flutters along as she talks, looking for sticks for Orcelito and weaponizable objects for herself. It may be a little while til they both find what they need and speculation combined with small talk will help pass the time.

Scavenger hunt! Well, at least the scavenging part...

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And one or two more tags after this should wrap it. :3

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And we can probably leave it there unless you want to do one more response.