@poppy.

Rainkit was curled up in a pile of moss in the corner of the nursery. She was completely and utterly bored. She sighed, wrapping her sleek, coal black tail closer to her as she examined the other kits in the nursery. She snagged a nearby mossball with her claws and began batting back and forth between her pristine white paws. She paused for a moment, looking back up again at the nursery. Her green gaze focused on another young she-kit also in the nursery. Rainkit thought for a moment before rolling the mossball towards the other kit.

Rainkit sat up as the ball rolled across from the nursery, then called out, "Roll it back!" A playful look was on her face as watched for the other kit's response. She stood now, her thin black stuck up, the snowy white tip curled slightly. Her emerald eyes glimmered, she rarely played with other kits, but tended to get a bit competitive when she did. Most other kits avoided playing with her though. That's just because I'm the only one who'll play by the rules, she thought, somewhat bitterly. Other kits called her a tattletail, but she simply knew the rules, followed the rules, and had no hesitation in making sure everyone else followed them too.

@poppy.
(Sorry it's a bit short!)

Rainkit smiled as she caught the moss ball under her alabaster paw. "I'm Rainkit!" she mewed, happy that this kit wanted to play with, and that she didn't seem aware of her reputation. She rolled the moss ball back towards Sweetkit, a little quicker this time, "Do you have any siblings?" It was a random question, sure, but she wanted to spur on the conversation. Rainkit's tail wiggled with excitement, she determined she had to be careful this time. She had a chance to make a friend, and she wasn't going to blow it. She watched as ball rolled towards the other she-kit and anticipated it's return.

@poppy.

Rainkit smiled at the compliment, "Thank you!" She tipped her head to the side at the she-kit's odd answer. Somewhere? What did that mean? Rainkit shook off the question, dashing after the moss ball and hooking it with her claw. "Your name's pretty too! Who's your mom?" Rainkit was curious now, wanting to know more about Sweetkit's family. She batted the moss ball back toward Sweetkit with a squeal of excitement.

Her green eyes gleamed as she waited for Sweetkit to roll it back. She seemed like a nice kit, maybe a little strange, but most kits had their oddities. Rainkit was a stickler for the rules, something she took pride in. And her brother, Goldenkit, was, well, Goldenkit. Boisterous and playful, trying to get them in trouble. Rainkit figured he'd have been stuck inside the nursery for moons if she wasn't here to keep him in check.

(Open to anyone <3)
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Riverkit lay curled up in their nest. They stared out the nursery entrance blankly. The small gray kit hadn't done much talking to anyone in Riverclan. Their mother was absent and the small cat didn't even know their father. They sighed, softly batting at a piece of moss that had fallen loose from their nest.