SycamoreSprout turns to face LostKit and her heart fills with warmth at the sight of the little kit. She crouches down, giving LostKit a gentle nudge with her nose and a soft purr of greeting. "Well hello there, little one! What brings you to our clearing today?" she asks in a kindly tone, her eyes shining with warmth and affection. SycamoreSprout can't help but feel a sense of joy and contentment when she's around kits, and LostKit is no exception. She's happy to spend some time with the little one and make her feel welcome in the clan's clearing.
*-Wavekit-*
she/her || 1moons || no purrks A two color cat of sandy tan and blue/grey. Where the two colors meet the fur is oddly patterned like a wave
Wavekit, in her humble opinion, was the best ever at getting information. So, tiny ears pricked for fun, juicy gossip the other kits might be talking about - or better yet, the queens or warriors who hung around the burrow - Wave made quick and easy work of appearing perfectly happy, at ease, and unconcerned, playing with a dead leaf while she tried to get some cool info to share with her siblings.
Shellkit
cream molly with pale, rosy brown rosettes and teal eyes || riverclan kit
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After being hustled away from the freshkill pile by a very cross Briarpaw (totally not because Shelly had flung a pawful of sand at the apprentice rather than the pile of prey) Shellkit toddled into the kit corner, blissfully unaware of how obnoxious she had been. If anything, she was mighty proud of herself! Flouncing into the area and quickly locating her sissy, she made a big show of rolling over to her sister with a light, airy giggle. "Sissy-Wave! Whatcha doooooing?" She peeped out, attempting to wrap her paws around her sister's necka nd shoulders and tackle her into a hug as she spoke.
birdsnow
scarred blue mitted ragdoll with blue eyes || riverclan deputy
purrks: the collector, mind reader
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"They can always learn, just like RiverClan-born kits learn when they become apprentices. Just like you're learning right now, little Wing." Birdsnow replied, although Wingkit's next point was quite a good one. Why let them in if they just caused harm?
Birsnow knew all too well the harm an outsider could do to someone, but she also knew all the good that a non-RiverClan born cat could do. "Some outsiders are bad. That's why all the non-RiverClanners have to talk to me, Larkstar or one of the Lionhearts before they can join your Clan, so we can make sure that they can be trusted." It could go either way, a bad cat could certainly slip past their watch, but it was rare. She couldn't remember the last time an outsider had joined and caused any drama or hardship.
As the kit asked what was next, the blue gray and white deputy continued willingly. "Number four is never hunt on another Clan's territory, and only trespass unless you have a very, very good reason for it. And if anyone trespasses on your Clan's territory, then you challenge them, first ask them what their business is, and unless they have a good reason, like its a leader asking to talk to your leader, you either lead them out or chase them away. In extreme cases, you might have to fight them." She recalled a few times when she had to do that, and it hadn't always been the most pleasant job.
Deciding to stick to her doing a few in a row rule to make sure they weren't having super long conversations after every single on, she plugged on.
"Next, prey should be killed humanely and only killed to be eaten- unless you need it as a decoy or bait. You should respect it, because it gave you it's life so that your Clan can be nourished." She paused, and after a moment of deliberation, decided to allow little Wing to ask any questions he had. "Any questions or comments on those two, Wingstar?"
Bored. Bored bored bored Magpiekit was BORED!! Very! He wanted to do something!! He'd just been staring at nothing for the past...err-something time! And he doesn't want to do it anymore! Bored! So bored! The kit kicked a pebble to who knows where. He just wants to do something but it feels like he has done everything they figured out he can do! The young kit walked out of the nursery, frowing; aragahgrhaghraghrg!! he just wants something to do! Something! Even the sky is boring! There's nothing there but the sun that burns his eyes everytime he looks at ir! Being a warrior must be soooo so so fun! They get to do so much more than kits just because kits are young-young cats!
SycamoreSprout turns to face LostKit and her heart fills with warmth at the sight of the little kit. She crouches down, giving LostKit a gentle nudge with her nose and a soft purr of greeting. "Well hello there, little one! What brings you to our clearing today?" she asks in a kindly tone, her eyes shining with warmth and affection. SycamoreSprout can't help but feel a sense of joy and contentment when she's around kits, and LostKit is no exception. She's happy to spend some time with the little one and make her feel welcome in the clan's clearing.
Hollyflight
Hollyflight walked slowly, head in the clouds. She accidentally bumped shoulders with a cat.
' ' Oh! Sorry, that's my bad. Scyamoresprout, right? ' ' She meowed cheerfully.
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"Just be yourself, there is no one better" - Taylor Swift
Help hatch my babies!
My characters and me have different views! Please do not connect their thoughts and feelings to mine. <3
A beige she-cat, who has some dark grey splotches, speckles, and ice blue eyes.
VC: an androgynous voice with no particular accent.
Lostkit almost jumped out of her fur at the voice of another cat. "Uh- me?" Well, it seemed the cat wasn't talking to anyone else. "Um, I'm-.. I'm good?" Was all she said.
Lostkit then glanced up at Larkstar. Soon, she'd be up there, getting her apprentice name! Only a few moons left...
Lostkit started to groom her fur. She had to look good in front of Larkstar!
Ah- right.
The cat who was speaking to her. Err...
"Do you... have any kits?" She awkwardly asked. In all honesty, Lostkit didn't really care whether this cat had kits or not. She liked to keep to herself. It helped better with focusing.
I don't need friends. They disappoint me.
@CattleCaller. H/H.
[Sycamoresprout reminds me of one of those
relatives who somehow know you but you don't know them lmao]
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crashing waves but I'll never fall,
everyday, supernatural.
Shellkit
cream molly with pale, rosy brown rosettes and teal eyes || riverclan kit
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After being hustled away from the freshkill pile by a very cross Briarpaw (totally not because Shelly had flung a pawful of sand at the apprentice rather than the pile of prey) Shellkit toddled into the kit corner, blissfully unaware of how obnoxious she had been. If anything, she was mighty proud of herself! Flouncing into the area and quickly locating her sissy, she made a big show of rolling over to her sister with a light, airy giggle. "Sissy-Wave! Whatcha doooooing?" She peeped out, attempting to wrap her paws around her sister's necka nd shoulders and tackle her into a hug as she spoke.
*-Wavekit-*
she/her (for now) || 2moons || no purrks A two color cat of sandy tan and blue/grey. Where the two colors meet the fur is oddly patterned like a wave
An unceremonious squeak escaped the little cream and grey molly, paws grappling around her neck as one of her sisters - Shelly - tackled her. Wavekit rolled with the motion, trying to mouth at the paws on her, tail swishing playfully.
"Shelly-!" She complained half heartedly when she recognized the pattern on the paws she could see as well as the scent. "Tryin' to listen!" She hissed - their super cool new deputy, Birdwhatever was telling Wingkit about something a little boring but also a little interesting and Wave wanted to keep listening in!! She couldn't get into a tussle now she'd miss something!!
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[ wave is trying to listen in, feel free to have either bird or wing notice !!]
[ @birdie ]
Charredpaw and Frostpaw were quietly sat in the clearing, before a familiar trio of kits showed up.
"Mr frostpaw! Mr charredpaw! Can you do us a favor and get us some seashells? We want to give Miss Larkstar a gift!" snowflakekit mewed politely.
"I wanna find a large one with a wave pattern, to represent how when miss Larkstar is angry her power is like the waves of a storm!" Smolderkit meowed.
"If I had a small one with a little speckled pattern, I could match the sparkle she has in her eye." Snowflakekit meowed.
"I want to find a slightly stripy one with brown streaks, to match her agility and speed! She's so fast, when she's running by to sort stuff out I can't even tell she's there until she's stopped! It's so cool!"Soulkit purred.
" aww, you three are so sweet! I'll talk to Mr weaseltooth and miss sootpelt about going down to Lionsbeach with them, okay?" Charredpaw couldn't help but purr at how kind the three kits wanted to be. And he padded to Weaseltooth.
"Hey weaseltooth! Soulkit, Smolderkit and Snowflakekit want me to get them some seashells to give to Larkstar, can you come with me so I don't get into trouble please?" He meowed.
"O' course, lad. I'll lead the way. While we're at it, I'll give you yer battle trainin'." Weaseltooth's grunt as he stood up with a smile seemed to slightly deepen for a second.
And so Charredpaw and Weaseltooth set off to Lionsbeach.
Frostpaw noticed Sootpelt sat glaring at Birdsnow with envy in her eye.
"Sootpelt, you need to stop. Glaring at her isn't going to get you anywhere. Wanna come with me to Lionsbeach to find some shells to give Larkstar?" He meowed.
"Ugh, I guess so..."Sootpelt got up with a grumble and followed her apprentice to Lionsbeach.
Frostpaw, weaseltooth, sootpelt and charredpaw slowly returned to the clearing. Sootpelt went back to her normal spot, charredpaw and Frostpaw carried the shells to the trio of kits that had asked for the shells to give to Larkstar as gifts, and weaseltooth sat peacefully beside the clearing entrance. He would be taking charredpaw and Frostpaw for battle training just in case sootpelt got any more angry than she already was.
"Thank you, Mr frostpaw! Thank you, Mr charredpaw!" The three kits mewed in unison, tails swishing in time. The trio of kits lifted one shell each and began to head towards the leader's den with the shells being pushed along the ground in front of them.
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Although he still didn't agree with the use of non-RiverClan-born cats joining the Clan, Wingkit managed to hold his tongue as Birdsnow continued on. No hunting on another Clan's territory - he simply scoffed at that. As if he would ever want to sink his fangs into anything other than fish! All of the other prey just sounded disgusting and he would sooner go belly-up on the battlefield than ever hunt anything like a rat or a squirrel or a rabbit like the other Clans did. "But trespassers are bad! If it's against the warrior code, why can't I immediately fight them?" The despair in his eyes was mounting - so he couldn't just attack the cats who dared to tread on RiverClan territory as if they owned the place??
"If I see any of the other leaders put any of their dirty paws on our land, I'll gives them a real good whack!" That would teach those filthy trespassers to stay out! Wingkit puffed out his chest as the rest of what the deputy was saying went in one ear and out the other. No one would dare even think about hunting on RiverClan land once he became leader. Cats who tried it, well, they would just have to answer to him. He would be the best at keeping cats out, they would see. Wingstar the fierce! Wingstar the brave! Wingstar the leader!
Soon enough his ears listened back in just in time to pick up the bigger cat talking about prey and how it was only meant to nourish the Clan or be used as bait. That make sense. Wingkit was about to open his mouth when he noticed squeaky sounds behind him. Twisting to look over his shoulder he noticed two of his denmates. Neither of them were Pristy, to which Wingkit felt a bit deflated. "Hey, you two!" he snapped. "If you're gonna makes all that noise, might as well comes here and listen in. I'm tryna learn so that I can be prepared when I'ms leader!" Some kits really had no manners!
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