Nightshiver
[ 59 moons | She / Her | Shc Forever Queen ]
[ TW: This post contains mentions of malnourishment / possible ED, mistreatment and repeat anxiety within the first three paragraphs ]
Exhaustion. It was a familiar feeling for the forever queen; she had spent most of her apprentice moons exhausted, afraid to fall asleep due to the nightmares that plagued her mind day in day out and haunted her for moons to come. And once again, exhaustion, when she finally found her way back to the clans, pregnant and malnourished, unable to eat when her body required it and her body strained and exhausted from moons spent awake, in fear, and little to no nourishment. It took moons before the forever queen had finally gained some semblance of a healthy lifestyle and good night's sleep; most often she would still lay awake late out of pure habit, or be disturbed in the wee hours by another inescapable nightmare, but they had grown less frequent. More tame. And even on the busiest days within the nursery, eventually, she found herself able to sleep through the night after ensuring all kits were properly tucked into their nests and resting.
That is, up until recent. She knew she should have taken better care, especially when carrying the kittens of another couple, but the queen couldn't help it. She always had been anxious, she always had grown up fearing for her life and position in the clan every single day of her life, and then again when she was stuck with those foul people and felines alike in a secluded corner some ways away from the twoleg place, locked up in a small stone-cold cage and barely fed, and whatever which was given, often stolen by those around her. This wasn't much comparable, if it weren't for her ever lasting anxiety. Fishkit had gotten out and gotten almost mortally wounded, and she knew it was her own fault. She knew that if she hadn't fallen asleep Fishkit would not have escaped, and none would have been injured. She had to thank the stars Dawnstar had been merciful and not kicked her out of the clan right then and there, yet part of her remained worried. And not just for her place within the clan, but most of all, that such incidents might repeat itself.
That is why the forever queen had locked herself to the nursery, refusing to walk beyond its threshold unless needed for the care and safety of a kitten, or a task she may be asked to complete. Even when changing the nest's bedding she had turned to asking Sleepysunrise or a willing apprentice to bring her some moss, the earlier of which often complied in running these little errands for the queen, and apprentices found small tasks in doing so. Such was her life, ridden with sleepless nights and days spent inside a singular den with little social interaction beyond the young that lived here; and if it meant that it kept them safe, then so she would live. It was not much difference from the life she used to spent, besides, their safety and well-being was her priority.
Not that she ever had many visitors. Fishkit still resided here, Lionpaw came by recently, Sleepysunrise was hardly talkative, and other than that she sometimes saw Hawkbite when he had a moment of free time. She had gotten acquainted to the different ways in which these four may appear (or three, more like) and found herself able to withstand their sudden appearances. The same could not be said for others. So when Rookfire suddenly appeared, his voices ringing behind her, the tired queen visibly startled and whipped her head around fast enough to get a sense of whiplash, a bout of anxiety gripping her heart for fear that her time had come. That she was being demoted or kicked out.
But his query was simple, welcoming, almost. Such stoic tones were not unfamiliar to her, yet the queen had to regain her composer before an almost awkward yet relieved and concerned smile minutely spread on her maw, approaching the enforcer whom she knew to be reliable, if anything. She unsure how to answer at first, not all too often on the receiving end of such question with the exception of Hawkbite. "W-well... I have b-been... well."
A white lie, quite truthfully, but reliable as he was Rookfire needn't know the extend of her concerns. "And.. you, how.. how are.. you? A-and your... new.. position? Ah.. did yo-ou.. need... anything?"
it shouldnt have been a surprise seeing how honestly blatantly bad nightshiver looked, tired and overworked, kits running around her all the same as if this was nothing out of the ordinary, concern gnawed at rookfires heart, he wouldnt admit it, but he cared. it was easier now than even just a moon ago, to recognise the emotions swirling around his chest that manifested in something apart from anger and rage. perhaps it was his mind finally catching up with his promotion and accepting the inherently emotional aspect of being a medicine cat and caring for his clanmates, perhaps it had to do with mossfreckle and just overall warming up to the rest of shadowclan, no longer deathly afraid of losing his worth and being discarded every waking moment.
some part of rookfire, long buried and only barely pushing to the surface in a last effort, could see himself in her. no amount of pretending to have reflected on his past, no amount of desperately trying to pose as a version of himself that wasnt anywhere close to the scared apprentice he had left behind in coming to shadowclan, could bury it lastingly and entirely. that chapter of his life was over, yet, unbeknownst to him, still effected ever single one of his decisions, every snappy remark and teasing towards riverclanners, every time his overly confident behaviour backfired. none of this were actually things rookfire would admit to himself at this point in time, still dead set on repressing every thought and emotion he didnt like as they bubbled up and sealing them at the bottom of his heart until he couldnt anymore.
the fear that passed over nightshivers face went over rookfires head in its entirety, coming to a halt by her side and sinking into a seated position, glancing around to avoid somehow squishing a kit on accident. he didnt believe her about being well, how could she be? just been the witness of a kit almost being mauled to death due to their own stupidity and losing half of her face, that did things to people. or at least he thought so. he had no connection to fishkit apart from being annoyed about the outcome of her little escape and couldnt quite connect any emotions to that thought apart from apathy.
"been doin' pretty well, n very happy 'bout my promotion, thank you" the medicine cat apprentice nodded with a slight smile on his lips, genuinely appreciating the gesture. "no, no, jus wanted ta' see how you were doin', help ya with the kits or somethin' n some company. 'doubt its a lotta fun with just the kits all day huh?" rook concluded, tone slightly teasing at the very end.
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Half blind black tortoiseshell tom with golden flecked blue eyes
He/Him | 5 Moons| + every 13th | ShadowClan Kit | The Deceiver
Bewitched [Permanently Active]
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Hmm... What to do... What to do... Now with two cats successfully taken care of, the great Spiritkit had nothing else to do. Well, except taking care of MORE cats that dared mess with him. The last time someone did that, it did not work well for them. His claws would show no mercy!
The black-furred kitten curled up in a dark corner of the Nursery, almost completely blending in. Nobody would mess with him this way!
{OPEN!}
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name: Shadowkit
Gender: male
Mother/father: Moonpelt (mother) and Blacktail (Father)
Age: 4 moons
color: dark black tom-kit with black eyes
Littermates: Whitekit and Spottedkit
Last edited by Diamondfur; October 24th, 2024 at 09:18 AM.
╔══ ≪ °❈° ≫ ══╗ Spiritkit
Half blind black tortoiseshell tom with golden flecked blue eyes
He/Him | 5 Moons| + every 13th | ShadowClan Kit | The Deceiver
Bewitched [Permanently Active]
. 。・゜✭・.・✫゜・。.
. 。・゜✭・.・✫゜・。.
Hmm... What to do... What to do... Now with two cats successfully taken care of, the great Spiritkit had nothing else to do. Well, except taking care of MORE cats that dared mess with him. The last time someone did that, it did not work well for them. His claws would show no mercy!
The black-furred kitten curled up in a dark corner of the Nursery, almost completely blending in. Nobody would mess with him this way!
{OPEN!}
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shadowkit sees spiritkit.
"hi there I'm shadowkit whats your name?" he mews
name: Whitekit
Gender: female
Mother/father: Moonpelt (mother) and Blacktail (Father)
Age: 4 moons
color: white she-kit with blue eyes
Littermates: Shadowkit and Spottedkit
name: Spottedkit
Gender: female
Mother/father: Moonpelt (mother) and Blacktail (Father)
Age: 4 moons
color: spotted black and white she-kit with blue eyes
Littermates: Shadowkit and Whitekit
the way back was a bit more of a problem than actually locating and fetching the materials was, with long and kind of heavy reeds and sticks, rookfire and roachflare took longer than either of them wouldve liked to return to camp. by the time the dark pelted medicine cat apprentice stepped into camp again, the sun had already began its descend towards the horizon, not yet turning the sky a rich orange and bleeding out into a pale yellow but threatening to do so very soon. it was too late for any of this to be used today but that had never been his intention in the first place so rookfire continued towards the nursery without a single doubt anyway.
reeds dropped in front of its entrance, he slipped into the den, once again briefly overwhelmed by the heavy milky scent but not as much as he had been previously. perhaps he was getting used to it, or he had caught a cold and his smell was failing due to that, thought the first option was probably the one he preferred and suspected to be truth. "nightshiver" he called out to the queen, mostly as a warning that he was approaching after she had appeared a bit on edge the last time they had spoken, before sinking into a seated position close to her. "hope yer doin' well n the kits arent torturin' you too much" the medic opened, remembering his manners for once in his life, before getting to the point. "i found venomkit causin' a bit of trouble with the camp walls earlier but no worries m' not here ta' scold you or something, i have a erm.. offer i suppose." white tipped paws shuffling briefly, his tail wrapped around his frame to rest atop them. "i went ta' fetch some sticks n reeds with roachflare so ye can try buildin' somethin' with the kits maybe? 's okay if not, 'm sure i'll find a use for em either way" rook gave a small nod towards the den entrance from which the tortoiseshell tom could be seen sitting by the sticks and reeds.
[ @Estelle - nightshiver || wahh this is a mess || 5 long bendy sticks, 7 tall reeds ]
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Tigerleaf groaned as she felt pain in her body. Before she knew it, she had five little kittens at her side, snuggling close by. Her eyes moved over all of them one was a beautiful cream colored she-cat with white spots. "Deerkit." her first born. ( @Luna16 )A light brown tom with with dark brown ears. "Sparrowkit." ( @Sageflower0714 ) her eyes shifted to a black tom with white stripes. "Beetlekit." ( @spooky_bluee. her eyes shifted to the last two. A light brown she-cat with brown stripes and orange ears. "Foxkit." ( @Scary_Sage )and the last one black tom with gray stripes. "Badgerkit." ( @Spooky Rain Frog )
(SORRY ABOUT THE LATE POST! BUT THEY ARE FINALLY BORN SORRY IT"S SHORT!)
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Tigerleaf groaned as she felt pain in her body. Before she knew it, she had five little kittens at her side, snuggling close by. Her eyes moved over all of them one was a beautiful cream colored she-cat with white spots. "Deerkit." her first born. ( @Luna16 )A light brown tom with with dark brown ears. "Sparrowkit." ( @Sageflower0714 ) her eyes shifted to a black tom with white stripes. "Beetlekit." ( @spooky_bluee. her eyes shifted to the last two. A light brown she-cat with brown stripes and orange ears. "Foxkit." ( @Scary_Sage )and the last one black tom with gray stripes. "Badgerkit." ( @Spooky Rain Frog )
(SORRY ABOUT THE LATE POST! BUT THEY ARE FINALLY BORN SORRY IT"S SHORT!)
Sparrowkit cuddled close to his mother, newborn eyes blind. His four littermates encircled him in the nest.
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Re: ShadowClan Nursery
SORRY IT"S SHORT!)
