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Originally Posted by Hexict
@king kaleb!
A small kit bounded out of the nursery and made his way into the clearing. Pale green orbs shined as they observed the scene in the heart of camp. He watched his clan-mates go about their business - it was actually nothing special, but rather day to day life, but to a kit it was quite exciting. The small tom hadn't lived the clans for long, having been taken in along with a few other kits quite recently, so he still did not understand their ways of life and how they went about things. He was unaware of how the clans were rivals or really any of the rules. And everything he saw fascinated him! Though he still had yet to get over the fish smell that engulfed his clan-mates, making the entire camp smell.
His gaze stopped when they landed upon a familiar grey tabby. The kit's smile switch to one in awe to a more personally pleasant one as he was happy to see Whisperblaze. Locustkit quickly bounded over towards his adopted father, small tail waving as he reached the tom. "Hi Whisperblaze!" The tomkit chirped to the warrior. His tail still waved as he watched his father. Locustkit was a clingy tom and he had grown attached to Whisperblaze ever since the warrior found him. The kit wished that they spent more time together, but he did spend a lot of his time playing with his other siblings - others he had attached himself to. He felt like he couldn't spend enough time with everyone he cared for. But nonetheless, he still wanted to try and spend a lot of time with them. And he was so happy to have some time with the father who had brought him to the clans.
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whisperblaze was currently curled in the clearing, enjoying a breather form the nursery. it had been challenging, being a quote on quote male queen, taking care of four kits, but he wanted to try his best. after all, he hadnt done so great with the past litters. he wanted this to be the one. he was enjoying the crisp cool air of late leaf bare, things were starting to melt but there was still snow and ice, but it felt warm at the same time somehow. or maybe that was just whispers thick pelt.
his ears perked once hearing his name come from a familiar voice, blue orbs settling on one of his kits, locustkits to be exact, surprised to see them from out of the dent. immediately as the kit approached he wrapped his tail around them, thick silky fur that seemed to yield out the cold. "What do you think youre doing outside from the den, little one? its really cold out here you know." though he couldnt keep the stern tone, finding himself slightly giggling with a soft smile in the end.