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Re: RiverClan Nursery

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Originally Posted by Jackpot (Post 962703)

At the sound of the familiar voice, Tinykits head snapped up, the small kit momentarily forgetting the clump of moss he was currently shredding. Keen eyes locked onto his big sister, and the bird in particular. Food. Food food food. Scrambling to his paws, the tom-kit sprinted full-speed over to the older cat, his jaws chomping open and closed repeatedly as he dashed over in a flurry of pure energy.

Barely paying Timberwolf any mind, he hastily grabbed the scrawny bird and skittered back to his nest, not looking unlike a weasel as he scrambled away. As he dove back into his nest, he quickly shoved the long-forgotten clump of moss away and swiftly began to tear into the pitiful piece of prey. The energetic tom made quick work of it, almost immediately reducing it to a mere pile of bones and feathers. Still, he was hungry. That measly piece of prey was far from enough to quell his hunger! So, still haphazardly sprawled out in his nest, he gazed over at his sister with expectant eyes, silently urging her for more food.

"What in the seven hells even are you," she whispered under her voice, blinking at the gremlin like cat before her... someone she reluctantly called brother.

Timberwolf shook her head, stalking over and plopping herself down in his nest. Her large jaw clamped around his neck, gently getting a grip on his scruff as the kitten was quickly pinned in her paws. Carefully, she began to groom his charocal and cream fur.

Timberwolf glanced around the nursery, an ache in her chest for a litter she would no doubt never have. An urge to mother something was... odd yet always present, always there-- and always repressed along with the rest of her identity. Timer cleared her throat, as if she had something on the tip of her tongue to say, but she hadnt let it out.

"So! Make any friends? I know the answer to that but I might as well ask,"

//Powerplayed with permission--

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Hawkkit curled up, not knowing what to say or do.

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Everything was different, so unlike where he'd been before. It was cold, for one. The only things keeping the tiny black kit warm were the... the things around him. They weren't enough! His back was still cold. Second, what were those things? They felt unfamiliar, but something about them was familiar. He didn't know what. And, three: what was the last thing? It was the strangest thing of them all! It wasn't like he was complaining, though. Not at all. It felt as if it would protect him and the other moving things. @Jackpot

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Bored. Boring. Boredom. Blah. Bleh. UGH- what is there to do? The excitement and adrenaline made her crash into a deep sleep but after that everything continued like normal. Very weird cats. Not like the streets I know. They hoot and hollered until more blood was spilled. Her white belly faced up, laying on the back against the cold ground where there was supposed to be nest-like other but she lucked out. Her golden eyes narrowed boredly at the icky dirt ceiling, humming softly at first until her irritation started to rise in her throat. "AAAAH," she yelled, jumping up to her paws. "What do you kits do besides sleep and cry 'round here?!!"

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@Jackpot

The little tortoiseshell flickered open her green eyes, blinking a few times at her surroundings. Where ever she was, was dimly lit bright light filtering through a hole in the wall. The brightness hurt the young kitten's eyes, making her narrow her pupils. Around her larger cats were doing a verity of things, sitting, laying, moving around. She could hear them before but it was somewhat less annoying now that she saw them as well. Her whiskers twitched as she watched them all. Not one of them she knew, none of them any more than the embodiment of white noise she'd previously listened to.

Her eyes shifted over to the cat behind her. This was the cat that had made her feel warm and safe, her scent was one she knew. She was the one who called her by Beetlekit. If she knew right, that made her her mother, but the young kitten wasn't quiet sure with titles. She just knew that this cat took care of her and kept he warm. Not really making much sound, Beetlekit snuggled into the black molly's fur, laying her head on the queen's said to watch her as well. So far this was the only cat she liked. "Mama?" She asked, seeing if that was what she was supposed to call this cat. She'd heard the word before. She wasn't quiet sure where but she'd heard it here, while shew as warm.

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@WinterRabbit5350

Jaynose popped into the nursery, carrying a fish for the Queens and/or kits in her jaws. Placing the fish down, she asked, ”Is anyone hungry?”

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"Hm?" Wildpath lifted up her head a bit as a warrior came into the nursery, she had yet to eat that day, so the queen should probably take advantage of the opportunity. "Oh, I am a bit hungry right now." She said, sounding a bit exhausted, three kits was a lot of work, especially for a first time queen, but it was alright.
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Re: RiverClan Nursery

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Originally Posted by WinterRabbit5350 (Post 968492)

Jaynose padded over to the queen who had spoken and placed the fish down in front of her. ”There you go,” she said. Looking around at the rest of the nursery, Jaynose spotted a few rambunctious kits playing in the den. She gestured to them. ”Are those yours?”

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Wildpath of Riverclan

"Yep, Softkit, Frozenkit, and Ashenkit." She mewed softly, it felt so odd that she had been a mother for so long now, time sure passes quickly. "Oh, and thank you for the fish." Wildpath said before beginning to to eat it.

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Originally Posted by WinterRabbit5350 (Post 968713)

Wildpath of Riverclan

”You’re welcome,” said Jaynose. She studied the kits as they played. A small Mrrow of laughter escaped her as they bounced around. ”They seem rather energetic. You must have your paws full.”