Opening her eyes, Midnightkit woke from her sleep. She sat up, streching her front paws, and looked around the nursery, not wanting to wake anyone. Midnightkit lays back down, tossing a moss ball between her front paws.
Eggpaw started busily scratching away moss from some of the more used nests, and piled it in a corner so he could deal with it later. Honestly, it was like he was the only apprentice in the clan. Why couldn't one of the younger apprentices do it? He was sure there would be one or two more eager to replace bedding. sucking his teeth in annoyance, he continued his work.
Ho hum. What was a little kit to do? The nursery was boring... well, it wouldn't be if her denmates didn't partly consist of oldies, but this was ShadowClan. No room for complainers! Lightningkit wasn't that big, she was a mere two moons old. And a fuzzy ball of energy, no less! Who knows where she got that from in her family. Her papa was long gone, deceased. Dust. And her mama? The only mama she ever knew was in the nursery with her: Nightshiver! Her other mama, the one that brought her into the world, gave her life for Lightningkit.
But that didn't make lil Lightning sad in the slightest. Who wouldn't want to die giving the greatest Clan of all another kit to feed the flow of Clan life? Lightningkit was probably not like the other kits in the nursery. She didn't strive to become leader one day after Dawnstar eventually crosses that point in her old life. In fact, she could care less about leadership. Maybe one day that view would change, but Lightningkit highly doubted it.
Stability was important for a Clan, judging from what she had seen Dawny do. And it looked like one massive headache... cats were complete idiots and assholes to one another. But Dawny kept them in line... or tried to. But ah well. Those who died at Dawny's paws simply took their life for granted. This made her wonder...
"Mama? Does Dawnstar ever get a headache from all the idiots in the Clan?" Lightningkit sat with her hind legs sticking straight out, pointing left and right. Her teeny tiny baby toe beans splayed out, gripping on to the nursery floor. The little she-cat's hazel eyes stared at her adopted mother, her twitching whiskers being the only indicator of her seemingly endless energy. I should go outside soon and get some sun... the weather's nice.
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Re: ShadowClan Nursery
Dragonflykit ran her tongue over her pelt, slicking her black fur down. She liked keeping her fur neat - it glimmered in the sunshine - but it’s not like she could go out to see it shimmer /anyway,/ since everyone was all couped up inside. Maybe one day, but today Fly’s just going to groom her fur so she doesn’t go insane.
Entering the nursery, Ashkit looked at Dragonflykit.
Bounding up to her, they exclaimed;
“Hello! Hi! I’m Ashkit! The nursery’s awesome, right? Right??” Ashkit tilted their head, sitting down and grinning excitedly.
“Wanna play Clan with me??” Ashkit jumped to their paws, pittering their paws against the soft dirt-and-moss floor of the nursery.
Oh, joy, another kit. Maybe this is what Dragon needs, some social interaction. The sleek kit sat up and returned Ashkit's grin - they were smiling too much not to. "Oh, sure we can!" Dragonflykit was intrigued to play, her smile was genuine, but that didn't stop her eyes from straying to Ashkit's pelt. It wasn't her job to judge her clanmates by fur neatness, buuuut..
Entering the nursery, Ashkit looked at Dragonflykit.
Bounding up to her, they exclaimed;
“Hello! Hi! I’m Ashkit! The nursery’s awesome, right? Right??” Ashkit tilted their head, sitting down and grinning excitedly.
“Wanna play Clan with me??” Ashkit jumped to their paws, pittering their paws against the soft dirt-and-moss floor of the nursery.
Oh, joy, another kit. Maybe this is what Dragon needs, some social interaction. The sleek kit sat up and returned Ashkit's grin - they were smiling too much not to. "Oh, sure we can!" Dragonflykit was intrigued to play, her smile was genuine, but that didn't stop her eyes from straying to Ashkit's pelt. It wasn't her job to judge her clanmates by fur neatness, buuuut..
Ashkit grinned almost ear-to-ear, eyes glinting in excitement.
“Alright! I’ll be the leader! You be the deputy! Okay??” They mewed quickly, dashing around their new ‘friend’.
“So, uhm.. whaddya wanna do??”
Re: ShadowClan Nursery
