ShadowClan Nursery

[Rani]

Bleedingkit
Shadowclan Kit | He/Him | 2 Moons | Just a Scratch

...... Ok so the little tom was still very new to shadowclan. He'd been learning and learning fast so far about so many things but in the quiet moments when the kitten had a moment to think he was lost. It seemed every time he learned something new there was double the things to learn after!

Too much knowledge for a baby to learn! Bleedingkit should get to just be a baby!

So here he was, being one as he rolled around a mossball (And himself when his involuntary wobbling knocked him over) as he tried to stalk it like warriors stalked prey. Of course with no training and a disability that made him a wobbly kitten it was pretty poor but he was having a blast even as he accidentally tumbled into another kitten.

Ooops.


@zozelen

[Katiethewolfchild]

Salamanderkit slept.

[panchiko]

rainykit ༘✶
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Rainykit was lounging in the nursery. At a glance, you could tell his brown and white fur was all matted and tangled together--a sign that he'd had a good nap. The small lil guy let out a sneeze (ache,w,!') and rolled over onto his other side. He wondered how dad was doing.

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// open / @Dark if u wana answer cs i was supposed to make a starter a while ago :3

[MaplestrikeWCUE]

Badgerdawn walked into the nursery, grumbling quietly. Her mate had convinced her to move in, as her kits were due in a few weeks and she had to admit she was slightly tired.She chose an empty nest and settled in.

[Open]

[Kacey!]

Originally Posted by MaplestrikeWCUE

Badgerdawn walked into the nursery, grumbling quietly. Her mate had convinced her to move in, as her kits were due in a few weeks and she had to admit she was slightly tired.She chose an empty nest and settled in.

[Open]

"Hello there, Badgerdawn," Tuskclaw greeted. The large brown tabby was batting a mossball gently toward her son, Russetkit, who scrambled to catch it. Tuskclaw flicker an ear, amused by her kitten's antics, before turning to face Badgerdawn. "If you need any help settling in, please do ask," she purred, happy to help.

[Fritter]

[Tick Kit]
[Purrks- Bewitched/Constant Hunger-no others yet]
[He Him] - [Shadowclan Kit] - [3 Moons]

Tick Kit sat beside the entrance to the nursery, eyes wide as he waited for someone. Of course he waited, he had eaten recently, a big bit of prey! He'd munched it all down of course, like the hungry little fellow he was but he hadn't seen mother for a whole day and he was starting to worry. Of course, he knew not to worry. Mother knew what she was doing, she'd come back tomorrow! He just had to go to sleep and he'd wake up with mother right there beside him telling him off for staying out of the nest and blocking a bit of the entrance probably. Hopefully. Tick Kit had never missed someone before, he wasn't sure if he was meant to be feeling this. It'd always been a whole family, not one of his siblings had strayed away, or at least he hoped so. They'll come back, he just had to wait.

(Another random silly little activity post! But still open

[Spider]

silent crow licked her kits

[Estelle]

Breathe. Breathe. In and out, breathe. A silent voice in her mind repeated the pattern, a reminder of her age and duty to the young ones. The two words, 'everything hurts', sent a pang of worry through the older queen. But what use would she be if she panicked? Memory of Gloomkit's near demise replayed in her mind - a worse occasion could not be - but the young one had been alright, that time. And Moonkit, poor child, could express his current hurt - something so many kits failed to do, and lead to worse situations... Assuming this had not been going on for long.

A deep breath. A gentle expression, perhaps even a slight upward tuck of her maw as she leaned down to be level with Moonkit. A paw to his chest. A paw to his legs. A paw to the stomach... Was his stomach hurting? But why would the legs be involved, then - and what about the chest? She could only assume he meant those were the areas that hurt, but it made little sense. She had not seen the kit fall to hurt his legs, and she knew of no correlation between chest pain and stomach pain; even less, she knew little of eventual chest pain in the first place. Or was it something else? Her brows knit together, before the queen forced her face to relax, hearing the young one's next words. Breathe.

"It's... alright. You'll... b-be.. alright. Just. Breathe... Can.. you breathe? In... a-and.. out. Is it... those.. pl-places that... hurt?"
She met Moonkit's eyes, tender and warm, trying to calm down the young child, slowly trying to guide him through some breaths. She couldn't fathom Larkfire being hurt, much less in her den. Nightshiver had to assume it was some sort of nightmare, and the queen could only see it wise to bring Moonkit to Larkfire if he truly was in pain (perhaps... She should ask Larkfire how to treat such pains afterwards). But the forever queen had a sinking feeling in her stomach. What if Moonkit was right...? No, no. It couldn't be, there'd be clamour in the clan if Larkfire was hurt, but...
"We can... go sssee... your m-momma. I'll.. check.. check on... her, first, ...alright? And... perhaps... she'll ha..have s-something... to help... your.. pains. How does... that.. sound?"
She offered a small, hopefully reassuring smile.
"I can... g-give you... a bad-ger... ride.. there, and..."
She hesitated, trailing off. She pulled back her gentle expression. She could ask Moonkit to wait outside for a second before entering the medicine cat's den, should anything seem off.


[ @Poprock ]

[Estelle]

Sleepykit looked outside, having just eaten a piece of prey that mysteriously appeared by her nest while she had been resting (she knew it was for her because it lay right beside her, having only been vaguely aware of someone dropping it off... Well, she assumed it was either her mama or the queen that so often babysat her before, her mind saying it was the latter).

[Morrigan]

Originally Posted by Artemis

Skykit tottled over. "Wanna play?"

Quietkit
Shadowclan kit

Snapping her cold gaze towards the other kit that had approched her, Quietkit narrowed her eyes at the request to play. Play? She didn't play and she wasn't that sure how to either. She refused to partake in such activities usually, and for good reason too. How would she be respected if she joined such silly games?

Curling her plumy tail in disdain, the young she-cat ignorantly turned away from Skykit, hoping that her lack of attention would make the other kit leave her be. Even though she knew some cats could be persistent she could be cruel and so she would be if needed.