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.
Brownkit was just walking out of the playden when she brushed against a small golden kit, who had wobbled a little too far to the side and bumped against her. She turned her head with a warm, yet slightly concerned smile. "Oh, hi," Brownkit mewed softly. "Are you okay?"
She didn't recognize them, but then again there were quite a few kits in Shadowclan and Brownkit was one of the oldest in the nursery. Well, that just meant she would have to learn their name! She wanted to get to know all of her clanmates, especially the little ones.
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(Totes didn't forget about Lightkit) Lightkit sits, hoping no screaming will occur. He sits in a corner, contemplating why he has to be like this, a freak. He lays in the corner, upset with himself. He needs friends and someone to care, he feels like no cat cares about him. He watches everyone from the shadows, knowing they wouldn't be his friend, but was there somekit that felt this exact same way? Like a burden? He guessed not.
Honeykit was playfully hitting around a mossball just outside the playden when she spotted a kit she didn't recognize next to Brownkit. She walked up to the new kit, and asked what his name was.
Brownkit was just walking out of the playden when she brushed against a small golden kit, who had wobbled a little too far to the side and bumped against her. She turned her head with a warm, yet slightly concerned smile. "Oh, hi," Brownkit mewed softly. "Are you okay?"
She didn't recognize them, but then again there were quite a few kits in Shadowclan and Brownkit was one of the oldest in the nursery. Well, that just meant she would have to learn their name! She wanted to get to know all of her clanmates, especially the little ones.
Bleedingkit
Shadowclan Kit | He/Him | 2 Moons | Just a Scratch
Oops! Oh no oh no! Bleedingkit had messed up! Eyes wide as they looked at the other kit the little bengal twisted, trying to right himself as he struggled to give Brownkit some distance after bumping into him. It wasnt graceful and not entirely successful as a involuntary wobble instead sent the kitten tumbling down to the ground again eventually wiggling onto his belly.
Where he kinda cowered before Brownkit, ears folded back nervously expecting her to be angry at him. "Sorry! Im sorry, didnt mean to, please dont be mad!" Back with his old family the kitten got into trouble a lot, even if he'd done nothing but especially if his disability made him bump into something he wasnt supposed to. This new place had been kinder, but not enough to break long habits.
Still, even as he remained flattened to the ground, half to not fall over again and half because he was expecting Brownkit to start yelling at him and she'd want him to stay there, his ears twitched up a bit. Being asked if he was ok and being smiled at that was good, right? That wasnt a 'gonna yell' face or even a 'I pity you so will let it go' that was a nice face. So, expression still a little scared but increasingly confused he replied. "Uh- Im- Im ok? Tumble a lot, doesnt hurt." Though some of the tumbles should hurt probably, the harsher ones then this often left scabs and bruises the kitten weirdly didnt seem to feel that well.
"You ok? Miss......?" Another name Bleedingkit didnt know, not a new thing.
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”Didn’t want to be-?” Fogkit starts, then widens his in realization. Ah. This kit was abandoned. Sort of like himself.
”Yeah. I guess we’re alike.” Fogkit tilts his head. This kid is smart, piecing together this stuff so quickly. Albeit loudly. Maybe he could teach Bleedingkit some stuff. Fogkit, after all, knows a little at least.
”Not even names, huh? Well, if you stick with me maybe I can teach you a thing or two.” Fogkit shrugs. He could act as a big brother. A painful jolt of a memory enters his mind and he shakes his head. Don’t think about sisters, nope, stop.
Bleedingkit
Shadowclan Kit | He/Him | 2 Moons | Just a Scratch
This kit was the coolest person even (second only maybe to Miss Tiger). He was older then Bleedingkit but okay with talking to him, he was super big and strong (to a tiny disabled kitten), he had super cool eyes and white fur, and he was super duper smart and willing to teach Bleedingkit! Yes, this bengal had met his hero! .....His rper wonders how he's gonna react when the literal fairy tale monster Slytiger is revealed to be Fogkits other adoptive parent when Bleedingkit has been 'reliably informed' that the warrior eats pretty kittens.
An utter disaster for another time.
For now the meeting had let up and cats were dispersing even as the young begal nodded at Fogkit, agreeing they were the same (which made Bleedingkit cool but associating in his mind!). He stumbled to his paws, wobbling alongside Fogkit even as he kept pace as the two eventually left the meeting spot, settling back in in the usual kit haunt. "Yes! Names please! New mama is Lost-lark-spark something and she's a herb cat, Miss Tiger is Dawnstar" As Fogkit just incidentally taught Bleedingkit "but theres another tiger who's sly and Dawnstar says is bad but I dunno anyone else. Why do so many cats have paws in their name? All kits have kits but some cats have paws or just different names and I dont get it...." Hopefully Fogkit would be able to illuminate clan roles and the naming system a bit, any information would be good.
(sorry took a bit to respond and had to transfer this to here)
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Nightshiver smiled seeing the little one's excitement. Sleepykit, calm as ever, appeared a little more curious than usual, much like little Cardinalkit and as she turned around to face them, sitting, a small gasp left the queen at Eveningkit's stumble - whom Sleepykit regarded with mild confusion. Worriedly Nightshiver leaned down to look at the kit, but before she could even speak the little one had already rightened herself and come to sit next to her. Straightening her posture, she smiled down at Eveningkit. "Are you... a-alright?"
She questioned gently, her gaze then sweeping over the group of three... Or rather, four.
A gentle expression overcame the forever queen's face as she spotted little Lotuskit, a young one she had taken in. The words pulled on her heartstrings as the young called her a word she never thought she'd be addressed by: mama. Her eyes squinted with affection and melancholy, and her white tail came to wrap around her... Her daughter. Was she allowed to even think that, that word? That relationship? Her mind began to run rampant with thought but she forced herself to chase the thoughts away, and gentle smile gracing her maw. She needed to focus on the lesson. "Of course."
She whispered to Lotuskit before turning to the little group.
"I am... glad.. you all... came."
She smiled. "Now.. before I... start t-telling... you.. everything. How... about.. start if... the lesson? I'm s-sure... you've heard... stories or r-rumours... about.. Sh..ShadowClan and... our hisstory.. before. Why d-don't... you.. tell me... everything.. you know... a-about... ShadowClan, a-and... Dawnstar and.. past.. leaders and r-ranks. E-even.. if.. you aren't.. sure, you can.. say it."
She smiled, hoping to silently encourage the kits to participate. She knew they were young and may not have heard much, but sometimes the young ones had quite the stories to share.
Silkkit carefully padded into the Play Den, ears trembling as he took a cautious sniff of the air. There was.... Nightshiver, and some other kits.
Nightshiver was safe.
Other kits.... Were probably safe.
Having scoped out the den, he plodded over to join the matriarch's history lesson.
He didn't know if they'd started, so he keeps his maw shut and waited on cues from his fellow kittens around him.
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