F o x k i t
\ She/Her /
~ 5 moons ~
: a she-cat with a foxes coat, green eyes :
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Foxkit rolled around lazily in the playden. Boringggg. She was 5 moons now! One more moon and she'd get her ceremony! Even at that she'd have to train all day... it'd be better than playing with mossballs!
Maybe. Mossballs were pretty fun she had to admit. Speaking of mossballs.... that wasn't a bad idea! Foxkit hopped up from the the ground making a big dust cloud "Heheh..." she continued on her way until finding a nice mossball tucked in a corner.
Perfect she grabbed it and proudly retrieved it back to her spot and started tossing it around. It was one way to have fun... "Fun..."
Cloverkit
Shadowclan | Kit | He/Him | 1 moon a brown tabby with green eyes, white paws and nose blaze
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Cloverkit buried himself in his nest. The image of Dappledleaf's corpse was still fresh in his mind. Why did they have to throw her in the middle of camp? Would that happen to him one day? Would he be tasked with dragging a clanmate's body back to camp? Would he be the body? Maybe he wasn't strong enough to be a warrior if it meant having to watch his clanmate's fall.
He chased these thoughts from his head. Maybe sleep would bring him some peace of mind.
[OPEN] (Cloverkit would really appreciate some comfort)
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*Image of my oc was created using Clangen Cat Maker*
Last edited by Tecumori; June 5th, 2023 at 10:26 PM.
Silverpaw gave a nod of thanks to Woollyfeather, when she walked in to help, continuing to get dirty moss out of the den.
Once the two had amassed a rather large pile of old and unusable moss, now also following Silverpaw's method of separating re-usable moss, Woollyfeather paused for a moment. "We've got quite a pile growing. Do you wish to continue sifting through the moss while I start taking the old stuff out or would you rather take the moss out?"
Either way, whoever was going through the nests would finish long before the cat removing the moss, leaving both of them to take what was bad out of camp together once they were done.
She had completely forgotten why Silverpaw was cleaning the nursery, to revoke her demotion. She'd even forgotten she'd been demoted to begin with.
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Once the two had amassed a rather large pile of old and unusable moss, now also following Silverpaw's method of separating re-usable moss, Woollyfeather paused for a moment. "We've got quite a pile growing. Do you wish to continue sifting through the moss while I start taking the old stuff out or would you rather take the moss out?"
Either way, whoever was going through the nests would finish long before the cat removing the moss, leaving both of them to take what was bad out of camp together once they were done.
She had completely forgotten why Silverpaw was cleaning the nursery, to revoke her demotion. She'd even forgotten she'd been demoted to begin with.
Silverpaw
With the dirty moss piling up, Woollyfeather seemed to have the right idea, and since this was Silverpaw’s punishment she felt she should be the one to do more.
“Uh, I can take the old stuff out and I will bring some back for you to start forming new nests”
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“Nothing is Impossible. The word itself says I’m Possible”
- Audrey Hepburn -
Wrenkit was very unsure what all the fuss was about. There were so many voices outside, and yet still, as much as she disliked this place, the kitten hadn't yet left the Nursery. Wide, jade hues flitted around the den, snagging upon.. upon a wriggling mass of brown fur. Aha! Another kit was in here.
With a skip and a hop, the older feline had made her way over, leaning precariously over the side of Cloverkit's nest. "Hullo there!" She called cheerily. Wrenkit's roleplayer supposed it was time the kit embraced her inner British-ism. Maybe Chubkit's way of speech was rubbing off on her. "A good day, innit?"
Cloverkit
Shadowclan | Kit | He/Him | 1 moon a brown tabby with green eyes, white paws and nose blaze
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"No, it's not a good day," he whimpered beneath the heap of moss. How could any day be good when Dappledleaf was gone forever? What if another queen goes away?
"No, no, no!" Cloverkit shot up to look directly at Wrenkit. "Dappledleaf is gone! Soon everybody will be gone! Why did she have to go away?!" He had finally allowed the dam of emotions to break, blubbering and sniveling at Wrenkit.
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Stepping into the Kits' Playden with the fluid grace that only came from long hours spent in practice, Larkfire weaved her way to the center, settling down with her tail wrapped around her paws. It was midnight, with the moon glowing high and bright in the night sky.
"Rufflekit," She began, listing off the names from memory. "Shiverkit, Willowkit, Flowerkit." The last of the three names was a tad painful to say, especially after all that had happened recently.. but Lark would manage. "Come here, please."
Pointed ears pinned back against her skull at Cloverkit's words. "Gone?" Wrenkit parroted, emerald eyes widening with whatever little understanding had gone through her thick skull. "Gone like Mama Violetfang and Moonkit and Vulturekit and Willowkit?" This next part was more of a murmur to herself, and Wrenkit felt her frame bend with the newfound weight. She hunched over gaze saddening. "Wrenny is sorry."
His name was called, why was his name called? He didn't do anything wrong or well not that he knows of. He still remembered him playing with a stick in the nursery had set off another kit. He still wondered till this day why they were even sleeping during the day, how boring! "I didn't do nuthin'!" he yelled out, not sure why he did though. He might of did it out of reaction since it seemed whenever someone called out a name they got nagged.
Cloverkit
Shadowclan | Kit | He/Him | 1 moon a brown tabby with green eyes, white paws and nose blaze
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Long-needed sobs racked his little body. He didn't understand why Wrenkit was apologizing. She didn't do anything wrong. It was- was... Well, he didn't know whose fault it was. All he knew was that Dappledleaf was gone, and he was scared. Scared that whatever happened to her would happen to him.
He remembered seeing all the big cats leaving camp to fight some dogs. He'd never seen a dog before, but he heard from elder stories that they were big with sharp teeth and beady eyes and that if they smelled you they would chase you down and gobble you up. Maybe that's what happened to Dappledleaf? Would that happen to the big cats too?
Cloverkit sobbed more at this realization. He didn't want to think about this bad stuff anymore. He just wanted to go to sleep. He sniffled and rubbed the tears from his eyes. "Do you- want to sleep with me?" he said in a quavering voice. He felt way too scared to sleep all by himself.
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Re: ShadowClan Kits' Playden
