[Myling]

《º Chicory'kit º》
| 3 Moons | DarkClan Kit | Non-binary, They/It/She | Purrks: None |
[a dark blueish cat with bright light-blue markings on the tips of their ears, a spiral on their shoulder, a little on their paws and stripes on it's tail]

Moon brawling must go BRRRR.
Chicorykit was bouncing with excitement atop of the huuuuuge stone. 'Look at dis! Its BIG! I'm gonna be like stone when I'm bigger!' She thought, and then, a question was asked to her. What were they doing here? It really thought any cat could see what awesomeness she was trying to achieve here, couldn't they? Well, Faithstar was older and more battle-better than her, so maybe it was only the lil ones like her who had this perfect sense of intuition. They took a big inhale, "I'M GONNA DUKE IT OUT WITH THE MOOOOOoooooON!" It shouted cheerfully. "I'M GONNA FLY UP THERE AND BONK IT REALLY REALLY HARD!" 'All a part of da masta plan' Chicorykit thought cooly. When her great plan came together, ALL WOULD BE SAVED! Why, you ask? Because the MOON would be GONE! 'But-But Chicorykit, what will that do-' 'Isn't it clear? All of these many year, we been in GRAVEE DANGER!' The dramatic pause was dramatic, 'Da moon, is planning to find us all, and do a really cool thing so we all feel bad, and then ATTACK US! I have proof!' She didn't say this aloud, because it might be too much of a revolution for any ears possibly listening.

Now, actually, seriously, how'd they plan to, just, fly up there?


Well, it was simple.

It would borrow some wings.


Observe:

First, she'd leap into the air when a bird was near, catch the bird, scream 'YADELEYEEHOOOOOOOO!' and ta-da! Airborne! Then, she'd tell the bird to fly to the otherside of the world, and since she was so convincing, it'd start winging towards the horizon. A few minutes later, they'd be on the bottom of the Big Dirt they lived on, and what would they find there? THE MOON! From there, she'd thank the bird formally, by giving it a seed she'd found earlier somehow, and jump down, and onto the moon. And then, it was all easy! It would just hold the moon in it's paws, and crush it! Easy peasy lemon squeezy, thank it later for saving your life!

But.... what if the others asked about her plans? They'd never be the same. They all weren't as resilient as her, and that new cat might never want to return from this bone-chilling and world-changing news, and at the moment they needed all the clan members they could get.

She might not be remembered for her brilliance, but the amaze of her action would have to be enough.

'Fo' dwere ow'n saftwety'


[ @zBlaze - Faithstar! | @Dolomedes - Marigoldveil! ]