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Re: RiverClan Clearing
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→ BeanFloat ←
|He/him | 18 moons | Purrks: Beefed up Tier One | Straight | Warrior | light marmalade fur with very bright fawn spots, green and blue eyes
Beanfloat didn't say a word but saw that his sister was upset so he picked up a trout and walked over next to her and sat down taking a bite of it.
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Tulipkit looked to her side to see her brother had padded over to her. It felt a little better that her brother was here. She wasn't alone anymore, and it comforted her to have him by her side. She usually would be ecstatic to see her big brother, whom she admires very much.
She swallowed the piece of prey she was chewing and gave him a small mile, although she was lacking her usual energy. "Hey Beanfloat." She meowed, giving him an affectionate bump.
Tulipkit looked to her side to see her brother had padded over to her. It felt a little better that her brother was here. She wasn't alone anymore, and it comforted her to have him by her side. She usually would be ecstatic to see her big brother, whom she admires very much.
She swallowed the piece of prey she was chewing and gave him a small mile, although she was lacking her usual energy. "Hey Beanfloat." She meowed, giving him an affectionate bump.
He smiled and gently nudged her back. "hey squirt"
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Blizzardkit had slightly stepped out of camp. She smelt the air quickly before she was interrupted by a towering gray figure. Covered in scars. What happened to them? Oh well.. Blizzardkit sighed. She was caught. Maybe.. She could convince them to let her go.
"I just wanted to go and play... But there's no more snow in camp..." She said, putting on that pouty but guilty face that always worked in her favor. Sitting down, she scrunched her body and covered her paws with her tail. Only now realizing how badly they hurt. She winced and lifted her paws from the ground. Only to stumble and fall flat on her stomach.
@Snowstorm spider
Treestripe slowly padded into the clearing, carrying Smolderpaw's bird kills. Smolderpaw soon followed, carrying a chipmunk.
Hail-storm he held the mouse and the vole and placed it into the Fresh kill pile "Ill tell the larkstar about the patrol" he said trotting towards the leaders den
Despite watching the clearing, and the two kits who rushed over to join his aunt and Birdsnow (he'd had to shove the jealousy back down), Wingkit's ears were perked to the sound of his brother. Hearing rustling in the nest they shared he lifted his head, looking over his shoulder as his younger brother came up to his side.
"Hey Honeys," he purred back, demeanor changing immediately leaving no trace of the forlorn feeling he'd felt moments earlier as he ruffled the top of Honeys head with one paw. Looking back outside, he shrugged. "I think they're rolling up the snow to make a... cat? I'm not sure." From here he couldn't really tell what it was. Shifting himself into a seated position he nudged Honeys gently. "Do you want to go join them?" After all it wasn't Honeys who had gotten scolded in front of the entire Clan at a meeting. He'd be welcomed with open paws into their building activity. Wing could stay here and keep watch to make sure no harm came to his little brother. It was his job after all, with dad gone...
[ @poppy - i'm not sure if you know of the show supernatural, but honey and wing have started giving me serious sam and dean vibes ]
Honeykit
The briefest flash of sadness on his brother's face wasn't missed on Honeykit, but he knew better than to pry. Wingkit wouldn't tell him anything anyways, most likely. Even though Honey could handle it. He was big!
He tipped his head downwards slightly with a small purr as Wingkit ruffled the top of his head, and Honey felt the purr intensify. "Oh." He murmured as his big brother explained to him what was going on and then nudged him, asking if he wanted to join them. Just the mention of joining cats who he had never talked to before was terrifying, and the pale tom shivered slightly, sinking into his brother's side. "I-I'm okay. Do you want to go build our own?" He knew Wingkit was uneasy around the other cats, and rightfully so, they were all so mean to him at the meeting, but Honey just wanted to spend some time with his big brother.
[ oooo they doooo!! i never noticed but now that you mention it ]
*-Lark'star'-*
She/her | 20 moons | Mind Reader, kitty softpaws A sleek dilute tortie she-cat with green eyes
"Does it look that bad..?" The leader asked as Birdsnow bumped her, an embarrassed smile worming its way onto her face. She'd done this her last leaf-bare with Scorchedhollow, but neither of them had been very good at it. Seems that some skills don't just magically improve. Honestly, she's surprised it resembles a cat enough that that's what Birdsnow assumes at first. Although, her deputy was a fair bit older than her, so maybe she's seen plenty of badly made snowcats.
She's about to open her mouth to accept the help when a little kit comes careening into her pile of snow, knocking part of it off and skidding to a halt right between her paws and is then scolded by another kit.
"No, no, Eaglekit's alright, don't worry, Tulipkit. I was just... trying to make a snowcat, nothing important." She smiles down at the two, though she feels a little silly for indulging in the dumb activity anyway. She's still young, but she's also a leader. Is it taboo for leaders to engage in these activities? Probably not, but will it make her seem... unserious to the other cats? The kits probably wouldn't care, but what about the others?
And then there's more cats here coming to see what's going on and, oh stars, why is this so embarrassing??
"Oh- uh, I'm just... making a snowcat? You're welcome to make some as well..?" A little sheepish, tail flicking nervously behind her, Lark turns back to face her snow-not-really-a-cat with a forced smile. Why didn't she realize cats would come and ask what she was up to??
Minkkit rolled around a little mossball that's covered in some snow and he watched as the mossball slowly collect more and more snowand gets bigger. Once it's big enough, Minkkit made an attempt to climb the mossball. He succeeded.......for a few seconds before he rolled off. Oof. Minkkit got up, shaking his kitten fur before he turned to face the mossball; the brown kit fiercely tackled the mossball and...oh...it doesn't move much...it's heavier too. Big cats are heavy so big mossballs are also heavy(?) Huh. Minkkit tried to push the mossball back into the nursery, making just a tiny little progress each step. Ugh. This is taking too long. Minkkit turned away from the mossball and went off to do something else that's much much funner
tigerkit and softkit sat down close watching their younger siblings play-fight. they looked happy. they used to be loners living with their mother and father. that was only 2 moons ago yet it felt like seasons ago. tigerkit was the oldest. about 5 moons and softkit was 4. the other to went down in age for frostkit was 2 and icekit was 3. it was a weird age gap and they wernt even sure if they were siblings but they looked alike and they took care of each other. tigerkit narrowed his eyes as he watched his siblings. the clans felt safe but not safe safe..."its alright tiger, the leader will make sure we is safe." softkit gave tigerkit a lick on his chest to smooth out his raised fur. "mm...im not sure...i smell death in places its not..." tigerkit huffed and nudged softkit away and groomed his own fur the best he could. "very well...i dont smell any...but...maybe its a sign from starclan?" softkit blinked "why do you beliave in the dead? they are not real" tigerkit hissed. why must his sister belaive that..."its the clans costoms...i thought..." she stopped knowing this wasnt getting her no where. "we watch are siblings and make sure they live long happy lives...dont think the dead can save us" tigerkit looked at his other siblings. frostkit and icekit fought as if they were fighting for their new home...tigerkit sighed. was this even worth it? they might would have to leave...if anything happened that is.
Hail-storm he held the mouse and the vole and placed it into the Fresh kill pile "Ill tell the larkstar about the patrol." he said trotting towards the leaders den
Treestripe gave a soft nod while Smolderpaw just sat guarding the prey.
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