Frostbreeze grimanced before spitting it out onto the belly of Sapbeak, before using her paw to rub it around over the cut,” Is this good enough?” she asked. She wanted to run to the river and rinse her paw off now, but she couldn’t just walk off Coldamber wanted to leave most likely so she had to suffer and stay put until Coldamber confirmed she smeered it on well enough.
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RIP Blizz
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(I can try) Quailkit says I get along pretty pretty well, thank you!
Quailkit thinks about her litter-brother Lionkit,
Her other littermate Moonkit and the time she played
hide and seek with Eaglekit. (I don,t know what else to post) @mareenakit
Darkfire was glad to hear that. He gave the kit a playful bat on the ear and said, "Show me some of your fighting skills!" He hauled himself to his fear and crouched down, claws sheathed.
Darkfire dodged the kit's gentle blows and extended a paw to trip the small kit, flipping on his back and catching her between his paws. He rolled back to his paws and said, "Come on now, don't go easy on me!"
Darkfire was stretching in his nest, working out a sore in his shoulder. His sleeping area was getting pretty worn out, he needed to get more bedding soon. Some of the older warriors would probably order an apprentice to do it, but he didn't feel comfortable with that quite yet. He was almost as young as them anyways. His shoulder still tender, he began nosing the bedding around, trying to make it fluffier.
Darkfire stumbled back a little as the kit barreled into him and purred, "That's more like it." He gave Quailkit a lick on her ear and said, "Now go on back to your den, I don't want you mother thinking I'm going too hard on you!"
@Roseleader - okay, I think that's a wrap on this RP, I'll pm you to let you know if you can put Darkfire on Quailkit's apprentice ceremony form depending on interest from others.
(should we just move this to the nursery so other queens and kits can join?)
@Arie @creey cobra
Littlekit wanted to let out a squeal, being smothered by his overly-affectionate brother already, but he couldn't make a sound. Confused at his surroundings, he bumped into the soft pelt that his instincts told him was his mother's. What he found that he could do was purr, and so he did. He purred and pressed against his mother's belly fur. He wished he could communicate to her how hungry he was.
Re: ThunderClan Medicine Cat's Den
