#rosehip

[margocooper]

Роза фетида персиана ‘Persian Yellow‘ (Rosa foetida persiana). Persian Yellow (Foetida Persiana).

[michaelnordeman]

Botkyrka in Stockholm, Sweden (September 1, 2013).

[photoechoes]

Šípku, můj milovaný <3

Rosehip, my beloved <3

[tofreezetime]

giving you all night

[plushieclan]

Starleaf has given birth to one kitten, Ravenkit

Something else is watching

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[caleod]

31-8-23

[ammmaki]

Rose hip tea🫖🌹

https://www.instagram.com/a.ma.key

https://skeb.jp/@ammmaki

[windysaturday]

[whichwaytofindmyself]

Ah natures itching powder and vitamin c burst

[varosesvadon]

Szóval az van, hogy hosszú fetrengés, sóhajtozás, kéztördelés és keserű ‘bárcsak valaki más megcsinálná’ után visszavettem piciny kezembe a vésőt, a hengert; de még a présem csodálatos magenta nyomókarját is, és lett csiripp:

EN: So, after a long period of sighs, dread, wringing my hands and fervently wishing that ‘please, someone else do it’ I had finally taken up the chisel, the barren, and even the handle of my wonderful magenta-coloured handpress, and alas, a bird:

Még az editálás hátravan, meg egy látogatás a keretezőnél paszpartuért minimum, de utána @brgzmpff -nél fognak lakni ❤️

This is such a wonderful world, és BIRB.

(ugyanitt: magamnak fejsimi ugyan, de… DAT SZÍNÁTMENETZ!)

[nature-godsgardenofeden]

Rosehip tea is deliciously tart and packed full of nutrients ❣️❤️ To make the tea, simply use 1-2 tablespoons of organic rosehips and hot water. The longer you steep your tea, the stronger it will be.

[margocooper]

Шиповник Вудса (лат. Rosa woodsii). Rosehip woodsii (Western Wild Rose).

[axololtls]

[halljavalge]

Source: Carolyn Bridges-Brown

ℍ𝐚𝓵ｌ נ𝐀 𝔳คĻǤẸ

[touraupse]

She wished for speed.

[plushieclan]

Swampclan’s Tale: Rosekit’s melody

<<Return to Moon 13 Interlude

TW: Cat Death, Grievous injury to a kitten

“Let’s go on a trip.”

Rosekit had been peacefully sleeping in the nursery when her mother had finally returned. She nudged the little bundle awake. Rosekit mewled in protest.

“I’m sleepy!”

Her mother smiled at her, sweet as honey.

“We’re going to go see your uncle. Won’t that be fun?”

The little kit perked up at that.

“What’s an uncle?” she asked.

Her mother thought for a bit.

“It’s like a littermate, but for me instead.”

Rosekit cocked her head. “Mommy’s littermate?”

“Yes Rosekit, Mommy’s littermate.”

Rosekit was excited now. She didn’t have any littermates. She was always jealous of Jaggedkit and Sharpkit, because they had each other. They were always playing with each other— sometimes they would play a hiding game with their father, or they would play tag together. But they never let her play. Maybe her mother’s littermate would play with her?

“Can I tell Jaggedkit and Sharpkit?” She imagined the look on her denmate’s faces when she told them about her special trip.

“No, this is a secret trip. You can tell them when we come back.” Her mother cooed.

“Aw…”

“It’s a special, secret trip. So don’t tell anyone so that they can be surprised, ok?”

Rosekit puffed up. “You can trust me, Mommy!”

“Get your things together, then wait here. Mommy will be back soon.”

With that, her mother left.

Rosekit dug through the nest, grabbing her starling feather. On the ground was her favorite pebble, so she took that too. She placed the two things in front of her as she waited.

—

“You’re stepping down?” Redstar asked.

Bloodthorn gulped. “Yes, Redstar. I don’t think I can effectively do my duties while in the nursery. There are plenty of others who are just as capable as myself to take my place.”

Redstar seemed to contemplate something. Then, he turned back to Bloodthorn.

“Alright. I’ll allow it.”

She almost laughed with the relief she felt. “Thank you, Redstar.”

“But… before you do… how about you bring your apprentice out with me to train? One last time as deputy and leader?”

To Bloodthorn, the offer seemed genuine. Redstar had a calm smile on his face that didn’t seem to betray any sort of malice. It should be fine, she thought. Rosekit could wait for a bit.

Bloodthorn turned, spotting her apprentice playing with his littermate. “Bonesetpaw! Come with me.”

Redstar ginned, and then led them out of the camp.

“What are we training today?” Bonesetpaw asked as they swam out of camp.

“Redstar wanted to personally send me off as deputy.” Bloodthorn purred.

“Really? Awesome!” Bonesetpaw yipped. Bloodthorn felt a pang of regret. Boneset really was a good apprentice— he didn’t deserve to be abandoned by his mentor.

But when she closed her eyes, all she saw was her sister’s unmoving, bloody body.

Sorry, Bonesetpaw.

No longer stuck in her thoughts, she noticed the marshy land had given out to sandy grass. Where were they going?

“Redstar, where are we going?” she asked.

“Oh, I have somewhere special in mind.” he replied. “We’re almost there.”

She felt a shiver go down her spine, but didn’t show it. He didn’t know, she reassured herself. He couldn’t know.

“We’re here.”

Her face couldn’t hide her fear any longer.

Reeds blocked the view, but Bloodthorn knew what was behind them. The pine tree that was the warriors’ den. The two stones that made up the leader’s perch and den. The water that lapped at the bushes near the water’s edge. The clearing, packed down by years of cat paws.

“Why… why have you brought me here?” she asked.

“What’s wrong? I thought you wanted to go home.” Redstar laughed.

Bloodthorn stepped back. “Bayclan is dead.”

“And yet, you plan on running away to that collection of fools intent on bringing it back.”

He knew.

“Redstar… I—“

“Don’t” he sighed. “I should have expected this.”

He beckoned Bonesetpaw to him. “Apprentice, do you know what ultimatum I gave Bloodthorn, all that time ago?”

Bonesetpaw looked scared. “I… I don’t know.”

Redstar chuckled. “When I got my revenge, all those moons ago, I found her. A cat surrounded in a pool of my dead warriors. The image was so striking that I had to give her an offer.”

“Become my deputy, and I will spare your life.”

“And she accepted it!” he laughed. “Like an honorless dog. It was perfect— I steal my sister’s clan, I steal her kit as my subordinate, and then I steal her deputy as well.”

He then looked over at Bloodthorn, smile fading. “I even gave you that name to commemorate it. So why do you throw my mercy away?”

She was still. “I… I’m not disloyal. I’m not.”

“Don’t bother lying. I know your plan.”

But Bloodthorn stayed silent.

Redstar sighed. “Oh well. I’ll have to deal with you now.”

Fast as lightning, he lunged at Bonesetpaw. The apprentice squirmed, but there was nothing he could do to break out of Redstar’s grasp.

“R-Redstar..?” he looked more like a kitten, ears back and eyes wide with fear.

“No!” Bloodthorn screamed. “I-I’m the traitor, not him!”

It was too late. Redstar bit down, and Bonesetpaw went limp. He crumbled to the ground like a discarded pelt.

“Look what you’ve done, Bloodthorn. A perfectly good apprentice… gone.”

Bloodthorn ran to her apprentice’s side.

“W-What am I supposed to tell his mother, you monster!” she yowled.

“I will tell her that her son was killed by a traitor.” Redstar started. He pinned Bloodthorn down. Her thoughts raced. No… Rosekit!

“But not to worry. I swiftly dealt with the perpetrator… as we should with all traitors.”

—

Rosekit grumbled. It had been too long since her mother had disappeared. Her stomach had begun to feel like it was being given a badger ride. Where was she?

Someone had entered the nursery. Little Rosekit perked up. But she was disappointed when she saw it was Jaggedkit and Sharpkit’s father.

“Jaggedkit and Sharpkit aren’t here.” she murmured.

Redstar went up to her, before picking her up by her scruff. Rosekit let out a squeak of surprise.

He carried her to the clearing, where lots of cats were waiting. More cats than she’d ever seen before in her life. And in the middle, two sleeping cats. One looked a bit like Maretail, and the other was her mother. She wanted to run over to her, but Redstar kept a firm grasp on her.

“Mommy, wake up!” she yelled. But nothing happened.

Redstar placed Rosekit down, but his eyes showed her he would not tolerate her running away. He spoke.

“Our deputy was a traitor. She killed her own apprentice, and was planning to escape to Crystalclan. As for this kit.” He paused, then placed something in front of her.

It was her feather and her stone.

“She was in on it as well.”

Rosekit looked up at Redstar, trembling. “M-Mommy told me to pack my things.”

Redstar laughed. “A traitor as well. You know what happens to traitors in this clan.”

Rosekit turned to look at her mother, but she didn’t move. Then she looked at Maretail, Jaggedkit, and Sharpkit, but none of them would meet her glance.

Then, Redstar bit down.

—

Rainfeather was silent as she finished her story.

“After that… I don’t really remember what happened. I know Alderflower worked to save my life, and that’s how she took me in.” Rosepaw explained.

Rainfeather’s eyes were filled with emotion in the glimpse she got before he looked away. “What a monster.”

“That littermate my mother mentioned… who is it?” she asked the cleric.

He didn’t face her as he answered. “Bah, she didn’t have a littermate. She was from a singlet litter— but I guess I can’t expect kit to understand that, so I can’t get too mad at her.”

“Oh.” Rosepaw sighed. “So wait, then who was she talking about if she didn’t have a brother?”

“You misunderstand. She did have a brother, just from a different litter.”

He turned, eyes filled with tears. “She was talking about me.”