Willowkit poked her head into the elders den. She had been moseying around the camp, exploring by herself. Oakfur was away hunting and she felt slightly lonely so she had decided that she would seek company with the elders. The tiny, blue eyed, grey tabby kit gazed around the elders den in surprise.
It was packed!
She never realized how many elders there were in camp. She spotted another kit not to far from her and heard him ask for a story.
Her eyes gleamed in excitement as she decided she wanted to be part of that fun. She bounced over, tripping over her own paws, until she was besides the other kit.
“Hi!” She squeaked as she sat next to him, “I wana hear a story too!”
She looked towards the others in the den.
“Who has the best story?!” She demanded, a smile spread wide across her face.
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Nightkit turned towards her and grinned. "Yeh, who does?!" he mewed and looked around.
Yarrowshade, grumpy being an understatement on how she felt, stalked over to Tawnybird. She would love to get snappy but knew that the cat must have some sort of authority if they are allowed to run patrols. So she'd have to stay nice. "I came to report that my partner happened to wander off somewhere. In fact, I'm not even sure if they did anything other than just look at me during patrol assignment. Might I remark they were to one who was supposed to be leading said patrol." she said, trying to keep her voice entirely neutral.
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Larkstorm nodded in understanding. "Got it. Now, hang on. I'll go get some moss from my nest to make a ball for the game." She told Bramblekit to stay there, then went across camp to the warriors' den.
She molded a chunk of moss into a ball from her nest. Then she picked up the moss ball and hid it behind the nursery. She went back to Bramblekit. "Alright, it's hidden!"
Bramblekit began to scurry around camp, looking in the cracks in the walls, behind to warriors den, the elders den, the nursery (inside it), and even around Sunhowls den. She even looked in the freshkill pile a bit, before searching behind the nursery. There it was! A little ball of moss. She ran back to the warrior with the 'prey' in her jaws. "Found it!" She mewed
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Eyes blinked open, a creamy tabby rolled onto his back exposing his famously furry belly, he yawned and stretched luxuriously, his paws arching towards a nest he thought was empty, they brushed fur.
He flinched.
Blinking, he turned to see Shadowheart in her nest, he gulped, “Sorry marm, didn’ mean ter brush you,” He yawned, his voice coming out slurred with sleep, he pushed himself up, “Hope I didn’t bother you.”
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Eyes blinked open, a creamy tabby rolled onto his back exposing his famously furry belly, he yawned and stretched luxuriously, his paws arching towards a nest he thought was empty, they brushed fur.
He flinched.
Blinking, he turned to see Shadowheart in her nest, he gulped, “Sorry marm, didn’ mean ter brush you,” He yawned, his voice coming out slurred with sleep, he pushed himself up, “Hope I didn’t bother you.”
Ears perked she raised her head, blinking at Softbelly. Letting out a amused purr she moved her tail and waved it slightly “ah, no worries.” her black coat rippled as she moved, stretching her neck out.
Her blue eyed gaze goes back to Softbelly, blinking slowly as she tries to recall his name in her sleep clouded mind. “Softbelly, right?” her voice was gentle as she spook, her eyebrows raised but her body still curled up tightly.
[sorry for the late reply!! in the middle of a family crisis and i've been taking care of my sister and the house and dog most days - i asked spade for an extension. also sorry it's short, only had like 5 minutes]
Ravenskip
Ravenskip glared at Prowlingsun and Fawnpaw. "Hurry up," she growled, walking toward the camp exit. Her tail flicked impatiently as she led the patrol through the territory, walking as fast as her small paws could take her. Sure, they were on relatively good terms with WindClan, but that didn't mean they shouldn't check the border.
- Turtlekit - Turtlekit breathed a slight sigh of relief. Not only had Whitewolf joined in, but Sunkit also seemed completely fine with her stuttering. Smiling up at her adoptive mother, she passed the mossball over to Whitewolf.
"How about me... then you, and then Whitewolf?", Turtlekit replied, trying her best not to stutter. She knew they were both fine with it, but she really didn't want anyone else to hear it. Other than that, playing with other kits didn't seem to be too bad!
(Not quite sure if I should come up with a better reason, but Turtelkt dislikes talking/playing with others because she thinks that stuttering is weird. She thinks that kits are supposed to be super excited about playing with others, not super shy.)
[Tbh I think the stutter is a very realistic and good reason for Turtlekit's wariness when it comes to other cats. In my generation (not that there's an enormous disparity between yours and mine but with the technological revolution rapidly increasing in speed to the point where 9-year-olds have iPhone 12s and the COVID-era elementary/middle/high schoolers staying home from a lot of school there is some to be considered) kids were sent to speech therapy for even minor stutters because even if adults and other children could understand what they were saying, stutters were and are still often seen as undesirable. It is easy to see why Turtlekit would be self-conscious about that]
For Spoopy Eclipse (Turtlekit) For @Lavender'fur (Sunkit)
Turtlekit seemed to have calmed down a bit after Whitewolf decided to join in on the game, which pleased her. The older Warrior hoped Turtlekit would be able to make some friends before her Apprenticeship and couldn't help but wonder how she'd feel about talking to the Elders. Maybe if Whitewolf accompanied her, Turtlekit would be alright with listening to an Elder's story after this game finished up.
Based on the order Turtlekit had suggested, Whitewolf was very gentle about passing it to her next and studied her expression to see how she'd handle having to give it to Sunkit next. Whitewolf felt a bit of pity for Sunkit, too--mossball was such a normal part of being a kit when Whitewolf was young and yet Sunkit had never played it until now.
"How are you feeling about your upcoming Apprenticeship, Sunkit?"
She didn't know the kit or his mother all too well so she took this as an opportunity both to get Turtlekit out of her shell [hehe enjoy what I did there] and learn more about ThunderClan's future generation of Warriors.
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"Don't even have any words for me, do you, squirt?" Cinderkit teased, burying her muzzle deeper into her younger brother's fur as he let out a chorus of giggles. "You aren't gonna be so cheeky when you're an apprentice while I'm a warrior and I can order you around!"
Backing off to relieve Elderkit of his torment, she flashed a wide smile at him. "You done messing around? I wanna plaaaay!" She persisted, spinnging around in an impatient circle. Time was ticking!
Tallkit was bleeding as she burst into the den,As blood pooled under her as she stood at the entrance and scanned for the medicine cats,Iciy almost hit her like the dog bite her neck,hard. She was glad that she was in here but there was no time for daydreaming. As an attempt to stop bleeding from her worst wound Tallkit put her paw over her neck to try and stop the bleeding but it was too late. The chewed up shecat Collapsed of bloodloss, Black was all she saw after that,covered in dog bites and claw marks it was just her Luck that she was a dog toy. Her favorite thing to be,Dog food! Tallkit just fell down into her own blood pool.
TW; Blood & injuries
The sharp smell of blood hit her fast, and the young apprentice was on her paws faster then a cat could meow "starry sunburn Silverpelt" . "Tall!! Tallkit,, oh StarClan's kits what the heck-" Now she realized the scent of dogs, dogs,, maybe even some twolegs was covering the she-kit. Well,,. technically she wasn't really a kit anymore.. Tall's about the age of a apprentice of course. Still, no training. How had she ended up with dogs in the first place?
Running to and back from the herb storage, Iciclepaw pressed cobwebs on the bleeding wound. They seriously didn't have that many,, even after all the herb gathering. The scrapes were deep - not to mention they where also located on the neck.. more cobwebs!! Putting down pressure on one of the dog bites wounds first. These could easily get infected, so she quickly chews up a burdock root. Again, so bitter!! Spreading onto the wound after anxiously cleaning it with a little moss was next.
Okay, okay. The bleeding on the next had finally stopped, and the other wounds where looking alright. Now to wait. [ -4 cobwebs -1 burdock root]
Re: ThunderClan Elders' Den
