| Leafkit |
| She/Her |
| A long-haired fawn tabby with a white underbelly; Blue eyes |
~ "If we do see them can I tell them about my bug collection? I have a bunch of new ones!!"
Leafkit asked her mother with excitement laced into her face. Ever since that family night Leafkit had grown a fascination relating to bugs. Leafkit had never been in contact with any cats from starclan and her grandparents were gonna be the first ones. Leafkit then looked between her siblings the excitement still evident on her face. ~
Milkkit (he/him) Creamy-white short fur and green eyes
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Firekit looked disappointed after hearing Milkkit's news. Was she sad because his grandparents were in Starclan? "Don't worry, I bet they are happy now in Silverpelt." Not that he had ever known them, but he guessed that every cat found happiness in Starclan. He threw her a warm, kind smile and brushed her shoulder with the point of his tail.
"Of course I'll be safe! I'm fast, remember?" Maybe he shouldn't have mentioned that. He'd probably just reminded her of his embarrassing fall during their race. He gave his chest a quick lick and added quickly: "And there's Fireflymeadow with us. She's very strong!" But the doubt in Firekit's voice had put some worry in him, and he tried to shook away the thought.
Now, a great idea just came into his mind: his mother had already told them they would be allowed to take some flowers with them, so maybe Milkkit would be able to take one for his friend. Does she even like flowers? He wondered with a thoughtful expression. Everyone likes them! They're colorful ad scented... yes, it was a good idea. She would be pleased when she'd see what a beautiful flower he found!
Sootflare padded out to Adder Rocks, tasting the air to see if he could find a sign of the scaly creatures in the rocks. Although they weren't the tastiest snacks, it never hurt to cull the population to make the area a little safer for patrols and apprentices in particular.
Milkkit (he/him) Creamy-white short fur and green eyes
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Firekit looked disappointed after hearing Milkkit's news. Was she sad because his grandparents were in Starclan? "Don't worry, I bet they are happy now in Silverpelt." Not that he had ever known them, but he guessed that every cat found happiness in Starclan. He threw her a warm, kind smile and brushed her shoulder with the point of his tail.
"Of course I'll be safe! I'm fast, remember?" Maybe he shouldn't have mentioned that. He'd probably just reminded her of his embarrassing fall during their race. He gave his chest a quick lick and added quickly: "And there's Fireflymeadow with us. She's very strong!" But the doubt in Firekit's voice had put some worry in him, and he tried to shook away the thought.
Now, a great idea just came into his mind: his mother had already told them they would be allowed to take some flowers with them, so maybe Milkkit would be able to take one for his friend. Does she even like flowers? He wondered with a thoughtful expression. Everyone likes them! They're colorful ad scented... yes, it was a good idea. She would be pleased when she'd see what a beautiful flower he found!
Firekit smiled, "Yeah you're probably right," she agreed. Truth be told, the flame-colored kit was absolutely terrified of the idea of either herself or the people she loved dying, but she wouldn't openly admit that to Milkkit. After all, she was older and wanted to seem brave and tough in front of him.
"Yes, you're too fast to stay on your feet," She teased lightly, bringing up how in their race Milkkit lost his footing and tripped. It might've been a little mean to bring up again, but it was all too much for her to resist teasing him. "And yeah you're right, I'm sure your mother will do an excellent job keeping you all from harm," she said, nodding her head in agreement. "Just make sure you come back safe, can't lose any of the warriors for KitClan," Firekit added playfully.
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The little tabby listened to Cowpaw speak. She actually liked his voice, it fit him, and made her more at ease and a little less anxious about bothering him. She watched as he pointed to each herb, explaining what they did. Marigold, infection. Poppy seed, shock, pain, sleep. She stamped those in her mind. Doekit noticed the poppy head was empty, and she tilted her head. "Mr. Cowpaw, sir, could I help you get some more of those, the poppy seeds?" She asked, wondering if they were close to camp.
"I really wanna be a medicine cat, especially if it meant I could train under someone so cool! You healed Mama so well, and I think that makes you super cool." Her voice was excited as she spoke, and she looked up at the medicine cat with wide eyes.
Gingerheart
She/her
The ginger queen gave Cowpaw an anxious smile as she padded into the den, sitting down by the medicine cat. "Thank you, Cowpaw. It's Gingerheart, by the way." Her tail tip was flipping against the ground, and (bad mom badmom dontleave them) her thoughts were coming back.. great. She tried to shake her head of the thoughts before taking a small breath.
"Ever since I had my kits, it feels like I can't leave the nursery nor leave them there without severe thoughts of pure worry. They won't stop and its becoming really hard. I'm sure you deal with this with every new queen, it's probably just my anxiety." She felt so bad for bothering the tom, especially at such a time.
| Leafkit |
| She/Her |
| A long-haired fawn tabby with a white underbelly; Blue eyes |
~ "If we do see them can I tell them about my bug collection? I have a bunch of new ones!!"
Leafkit asked her mother with excitement laced into her face. Ever since that family night Leafkit had grown a fascination relating to bugs. Leafkit had never been in contact with any cats from starclan and her grandparents were gonna be the first ones. Leafkit then looked between her siblings the excitement still evident on her face. ~
Milkkit (he/him) Creamy-white short fur and green eyes
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This was their first time out of camp, and they weren't even apprentices yet! But, even if the moor was colorful and full of life, Milkkit couldn't focus on the new sight. He was thinking about Fireflymeadow's parents, their grandparents, and how they could've died. Before this trip their mother had never mentioned them, but he guessed it was time that they all pay them a visit and meet them.
Milkkit trotted behind her sisters at steady gait. He guessed they were supposed to make the journey as quickly as possible, to avoid foxes and other dangers.
The flowery spot where Fireflymeadow made them stop was lovely, filled with al sorts of shapes and colors that Milkkit had never even imagined of. His eyes gleamed with wonder, and he wondered if they would be allowed to take some of them home on the way back. But then another question hit him, and the creamy kit prodded his mother's paw to get her attention: "Mom, will we meet their spirits from Starclan there?"
Doekit looked at her mother as they spoke, nodding along. She knew she had to be safe and calm, as to not upset any of the cats there. The flowers were so pretty too. Milkkit asked a question and Doekit tilted her head.
"Of course we would, silly! Why wouldn't we?" She knew that they would, and hoped her siblings would too.
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The demigirl took a deep breath. “No. Doekit,Hun,Starclan is located above us,they remain attached to the Starcave though. These means that if you wanted to see your grandparents you would have to travel to the Starcave,That’s a bit away; even for you three. We will be there for replacing their flowers and You can all tell them what you wish to share. I’m sure Honeydrop,Your grandmother and Coyotefang,your grandfather would love to hear it. They were amazing parents to me,They always listened and I’m sure they would love to listen to you three. ”
A Small tingle of panic sprung into the Shecat thought,The faint trace of blood hit her nose. Causing the demigirl to instantly turn to her Right,Fur slightly bristled. She saw nothing,Not a trace of everything. The warrior exhaled sharply as they slowly calmed down. The faint pain that remained in her cobwebbed eye. She tried not to think about it. The ringing in their ears was getting slightly uncomfortable though.
The demigirl turned to her children once more. All sight of them in awe of the small bunch of flowers and colors sent a small burning flame of happiness through the Shecat. FireFlyMeadow spoke again. “Each of need Two flowers,With my normal four, it will be a total of Ten. Your Grandmother will get Five and Your Grandfather will get five as well. Deal? ” A Slight sudden washed over her once more. The memory and faint pulsing of her head was doing something,yet they couldn’t pin point what it was. Good lord what was happening? They were just trying to have a nice family moment.
Wildstep walked into the clearing and sat down, he smiled as he heard the news of a new warrior, another cat to help the better! He thought as he licked his thick golden fur,his amber gaze rested onto the leader
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Milkkit (he/him) Creamy-white short fur and green eyes
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Milkkit sighed in disappointment when Fireflymeadow said that their spirits wouldn't be there to welcome them. "Well, I guess it's like this for everyone..." he murmured. How silly of me.
He threw a surprised glance at Leafkit when she spoke. He didn't know she had collected many bugs from their last hide-and-find game. Where did she even put them? Didn't they become crow-food like their prey?
Milkkit didn't have time to reply, as he noticed with a slight shudder the spiky tortoiseshell pelt of Fireflymeadow. Was she scared? He stared at her questioningly, but soon enough the queen started speaking again and her voice sounded calm as usual.
"Yes!" he replied cheerfully and trotted to a bunch of flowers he had already laid his eyes on. He would have to pick one flower for Coyotefang, and one for Honeydrop. What weird names they had. What is even a coyote? he thought while scanning carefully each of the colorful plants.
He chose a delicate, yellow stem with many tiny flowers that scented very sweet and turned to Fireflymeadow. "Mom! I've found Honeydrop's flower, look. It's sweet, almost like honey." Milkkit had never tasted honey, but he had managed to smell it from the medicine cat's den sometimes. What color should I pick for Coyotefang? Mhh... After a few moments, he decided to bite off the stalk of a bigger flower with blue petals. I don't know what he looked like, but I bet he was very strong. Blue is the right color for him!
Re: WindClan Territory
