RiverClan Nursery

[ShiningFern]

starfall Mystical monfang


Sorreltuft couldn't take his eyes off the magnificent bundles, his eyes wide with awe. He was silent for a few moments, taking in the sight of his son and daughters. He studied Olivekit first, curled warmly at Silverear's side The small kit had Silverear's ginger patches and gray pelt, with hints of Sorreltuft's brown fur. He looked over at Ivorykit, also curled at Silverear's belly. Ivorykit had her mother's gray pelt, as silver as the moon's light. Meanwhile, Muddykit may as well be an exact replica of Sorreltuft, reminding the older warrior that it would be difficult to play the young tom-kit off as not his. It wasn't that he didn't want to claim the kits as his own, but he couldn't. He didn't need anyone to know that he fathered kits that weren't Everwhisper's. It would destroy everything, including the lives of the kits before him.

His soft smile turned into a displeased frown as he seemed to finally realize that he could not claim these gorgeous kits as his own. Sorreltuft looked down at Silverear, regret flooding his eyes as meowed, ``We - I can't - nobody can know these kits are mine. I mean, believe me when I say I truly love these kits, and I'd love to claim them as ours, but we just can't.`` He sadly narrowed his eyes, shaking his head discreetly in disappointment. ``And I need you to know, I'm keeping us, our family, a secret for you and our kits. I'm doing this for you and our kits, okay?``

``I - With Everwhisper so clingy, I may not be able to check in with you much. But I promise you, I will do my best to see you frequently, and I will look after our kits - even if its from a distance. And I,`` Sorreltuft sighed, gazing down at his kits with so much love and admiration. ``I really don't want to do this. But I don't know if we'll ever be able to reveal I'm their father. And I'm begging you - do not tell them I am their father, please. This is for them - I'm making these decisions for their benefit.`` He gazed at Silverear, his eyes silently begging her to respect his decision.


"Sorreltuft...it will be okay. I can see how much you already care for the kittens with them only being newborns." She said softly, her voice gentle and caring. The tom was right, it would tear up each of their lives if anyone knew. "No one knows who their father is beside you and I. I won't tell them what cat is their father...there are some other toms in Shadowclan that look a bit similar to one of the kits or the other." The queen continued her gaze meeting with the tom. Silverear flicked the end of her silver tail, smiling lightly. "I won't tell them, I promise. I promise...so we can protect our kits." She mewed. Silverear shifted her weight to where she was in a more comfortable position.

The silver calico queen licked her chest fur before flicking her gaze over the kits. "Don't upset Everwhisper. The kits will grow up just fine...I'll make sure of that......Just...just make sure you still watch them as they grow into warriors." Silverear mewed, emotion flooding into her voice for a little bit. It saddened her she couldn't tell the kits who exactly their father was, but at least she could tell them he is Shadowclan. That he is a strong warrior and is watching them. Maybe they would think he died, or maybe suspect someone. None of her friends knew, in fact, many were shocked she had even been expecting. "My friends were very surprised I was even expecting...I am positive the clan...well Riverclan and Shadowclan for know, both think I didn't even know until I had to move to the nursery." She whispered, barely audible. The molly laid her head on her paws, eyes trailing on Sorreltuft's face.

[wickedvirtues]

Nightfall gave his sister a challenging stare, narrowing his eyes as she told him to stop it. It made him all the more seemingly angry and he wanted to charge at her. "You can't tell me what to do!" He crowed, full of dismay. Twilightkit always found some type of way to ruin his fun, and not to mention that his own father had ruined his fun as well when he stopped him from pouncing on the silver pelted she kit. Both of his sisters had hopped up to see Honeythistle, and being the life of the party, Nightfallkit followed along. When Honeythistle settled himself down, being almost winded by his little kits, he let out a purr full of mirth. The large tom bent down his head to give Twilightkit a couple licks around her ears before he did the same to Eveningkit. Nightfallkit was different. Instead, he bounded behind his father, wanting to attack his tail. Honeythistle looked back at his son with a slight roll of his eyes, he walked further into the nursery, perching himself down to be around his kits.

The father swished his tail to keep Nightfallkit at bay since the younger tom was always full of energetic energy.
Of course, inherited from his father. All his sons seemed to have developed that troublemaking side from him. Only Honeythistle was baffled as he was a sweet one as a kit. His troublemaking days started as an apprentice. But, his sons picked up on their troublemaking early. At least his daughters were obedient little ones. Well, some of them at was. As the tom looked at his small precious daughters, he purred in delight. "How are my little she kits? I hope you two are being good." Throwing his head back, he chuckled lowly. "At least, better than your brother." Honeythistle picked up the speed of his tail, swishing it back and forth. That didn't deter Nightfallkit however. He was enjoying the challenge.


Twilighkit tried to return the stare, though she ended up looking more awkward trying to be threatening. She wasn't scared of him...right? I mean, she wasn't as tall, but there was only a small difference. "I-I know but...still." She mumbled, her tongue not able to say the words powerfully. Stupid shyness. She swallowed, but returned her gaze to her father. He was one of the cats she aspired to be like, her mother too. They were awesome cats, from her small, innocent eyes. Twilightkit smiled up at her father, he looked powerful. So very powerful. Twilightkit felt a tug, almost like it wasn't right for her to think of being that powerful herself, but she ignored it. Twilightkit purred and smiled up at him, happiness mingling with the glow of fear in her eyes, her speckled pelt fluffed out instead of its usual neatness. She watched Nightfallkit, giving a teeny sigh, but deciding not to focus on him. Why did he have to be so...rebellious? Yeah, that was a good word for it. She followed her father, trying to matchis strides but falling short because of her little nubby legs.


She watched Nightfallkit with her fathers tail, wondering how he had so much energy in his little body. It was weird to her. Though, her father seemed to be as energetic. But he was big, and strong, and a warrior the word stuck in her throat, as if she was unable to muster it. She didn't know what her father was like before she was born, obviously, but maybe he was as troublemaking? She herself was a sweet little kit, quiet and obedient. She barely spoke to anyone outside of her family, truthfully, due to the fear they wouldn't like her. "Good! I am, Nightfallkit's making trouble. So at least we know he's not sick." She mewed, giving a little smile. She giggled, despite clamming up around anyone, she was quite open with her siblings and parents. Her fathers family, however, kind of scared her. Some of it, anyways. "Honeythistle, why'd we have to come here instead of staying in ShadowClan?"

[vellichor]

[ Doctor Andreas Marino ]

Harekit wriggled free of his mother's grasp, being careful not to make any noise, and went to where he felt warmth. He inched closer and closer to it, not realizing it was the den entrance. He placed his paw outside, felling heavy thumps in the ground. His eyelids shut, frightened, he let out a small squeak. He willed himself to be brave, about to step out.

[fresh]

Mystical
{Sorry about the wait. Writers Block and I had to watch a show with my parents.}

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Streamkit hid in the soft folds of her nest, chuckling slightly. I'll get him this time. The she-kit narrowed her eyes in concentration, waiting for her target to pass by. Hopefully the small molly wouldn't be seen. That would ruin the surprise.
For a moment, Streamkit hesitated. Should I really be scaring my friend? But she shook it off. That's what friends do. So she settled in to wait.

[lone]

A handsome, copper and black kit bounded into the nursery, his eyes sparkling with excitement. He was always ready to play. Copperkit's expression changed when he saw kits just sitting around doing - well - nothing! That was the trouble, they weren't moving or getting excited or anything! They were just... sitting there. A frown came onto the tom's maw as he approached one of them - one who was sitting away from the rest. At least some of the kits were sitting together, it was good that they had friends, but this one? He was alone. And didn't look too happy with the world around him right now. What was the matter with this kit? "Hey bud, everything alright in your world?" The tom asked, a smile coming onto his maw as he spoke. It was as though nothing could ever bring Copperkit down. And perhaps,
it couldn't. Charmer

[Charmer]

A handsome, copper and black kit bounded into the nursery, his eyes sparkling with excitement. He was always ready to play. Copperkit's expression changed when he saw kits just sitting around doing - well - nothing! That was the trouble, they weren't moving or getting excited or anything! They were just... sitting there. A frown came onto the tom's maw as he approached one of them - one who was sitting away from the rest. At least some of the kits were sitting together, it was good that they had friends, but this one? He was alone. And didn't look too happy with the world around him right now. What was the matter with this kit? "Hey bud, everything alright in your world?" The tom asked, a smile coming onto his maw as he spoke. It was as though nothing could ever bring Copperkit down. And perhaps,
it couldn't. Charmer

Perchkit jumped at the sound of another kit's voice and twirled in the air with a surprised squeak. "Uh me? Y-yes, I'm fine!" The little dark grey tom answered suddenly, "M-my brother and sister are outside playing." He answered simply. Shardkit, his sister, took every opportunity to play with grown cats, no matter how big they were, and Rainkit was confident and brace, but Perchkit for everything outside too big, too loud, and too scary. At less than a moon old, he didnt see how the world could be anything else.

[Cosmo]

Mystical
{Sorry about the wait. Writers Block and I had to watch a show with my parents.}

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Streamkit hid in the soft folds of her nest, chuckling slightly. I'll get him this time. The she-kit narrowed her eyes in concentration, waiting for her target to pass by. Hopefully the small molly wouldn't be seen. That would ruin the surprise.
For a moment, Streamkit hesitated. Should I really be scaring my friend? But she shook it off. That's what friends do. So she settled in to wait.


Rojokit sat in the nursery, tail curled around his paws. I wonder if someone died today. The tom, for once had the ability to sit alone and think about everything bad that could happen. His brother, Amarillokit, was his best friend, yet rival. You see, his brother was so upbeat and positive it was creepy. Rojokit said that you needed to have a negative outlook every now and then. But that was so he didn't insult cats. He was negative all the time. I wonder if they were stupid... or worse yet, positive?! The red tom had a fear of positivism. Joy. Happiness. Optimism-YUK! It disgusted the tom so much he might as well destroy everything positive. However, that would mean destroying his brother. He loved his brother, even if he was stupidly positive. Oh, of course the tom had a reason to be negative. If you were positive you ran into things without thinking. You were stupid. It was agitating. Rojokit hated it. Fluffing up his dark red fur he was named for, the tom padded along through the nursery.

[AbsurdJinx]

"Sorreltuft...it will be okay. I can see how much you already care for the kittens with them only being newborns." She said softly, her voice gentle and caring. The tom was right, it would tear up each of their lives if anyone knew. "No one knows who their father is beside you and I. I won't tell them what cat is their father...there are some other toms in Shadowclan that look a bit similar to one of the kits or the other." The queen continued her gaze meeting with the tom. Silverear flicked the end of her silver tail, smiling lightly. "I won't tell them, I promise. I promise...so we can protect our kits." She mewed. Silverear shifted her weight to where she was in a more comfortable position.

The silver calico queen licked her chest fur before flicking her gaze over the kits. "Don't upset Everwhisper. The kits will grow up just fine...I'll make sure of that......Just...just make sure you still watch them as they grow into warriors." Silverear mewed, emotion flooding into her voice for a little bit. It saddened her she couldn't tell the kits who exactly their father was, but at least she could tell them he is Shadowclan. That he is a strong warrior and is watching them. Maybe they would think he died, or maybe suspect someone. None of her friends knew, in fact, many were shocked she had even been expecting. "My friends were very surprised I was even expecting...I am positive the clan...well Riverclan and Shadowclan for know, both think I didn't even know until I had to move to the nursery." She whispered, barely audible. The molly laid her head on her paws, eyes trailing on Sorreltuft's face.

Though Sorreltuft felt rather jealous that another tomcat would pose as his own kits' father, he knew it would be for the best. He watched Silverear rest her head on her paws, gazing at him softly. He couldn't help but think of how his life would've been if he had chosen Silverear as his mate rather than Everwhisper. He knew he most definitely wouldn't of chosen to hide his identity if he had remained at Silverear's side, and he most likely would've been much happier with her. But he knew it would never happen - he didn't feel that way for her; he loved someone else, someone who he hadn't involved in this drama. Besides, his gentleman nature refused to let him leave Everwhisper.

He continued to gaze into Silverear's eyes, regret flooding him. Sorreltuft nodded slowly, his eyes narrowed slightly with sorrow. He found himself looking away from her, cautiously glancing over at the nursery opening to assure himself that Everwhisper was not walking through. Plus, he was unable to continue looking at the feline. He always convinced himself it was his fault his flings were now forced to care for his kits while he watched from a distance - which it technically was, but he was unwilling to tell himself it took two to start a family. But if he hadn't been so... so mouse-brained, perhaps he'd never of drawn Silverear into this situation. Sorreltuft carried a lot of guilt with him, as well as responsibility.

Looking back at Silverear, Sorreltuft decided to voice his thoughts. ``Sometimes, I wonder what our lives would've been like if I'd chosen you rather than Everwhisper,`` Sorreltuft murmured softly, allowing silence to engulf him as he continued to daydream. ``I wonder what our lives would've been like if I hadn't been such a mouse-brain, dragging you, Summittail, and Everwhisper into this mess.`` He glanced at his paws, growling lightly at himself. Emotions began to overpower him; sadness, anger, confusion, self-pity, and so much more. ``I have to go,`` Sorreltuft meowed quickly, allowing himself to press his nose to Silverear's forehead in farewell before rushing from the den. He was leaving his kits and Silverear behind, the possibility that he may never properly interact with them again running through his mind.

[lone]

Perchkit jumped at the sound of another kit's voice and twirled in the air with a surprised squeak. "Uh me? Y-yes, I'm fine!" The little dark grey tom answered suddenly, "M-my brother and sister are outside playing." He answered simply. Shardkit, his sister, took every opportunity to play with grown cats, no matter how big they were, and Rainkit was confident and brace, but Perchkit for everything outside too big, too loud, and too scary. At less than a moon old, he didnt see how the world could be anything else.
"Oh, well glad you're doing fine!" Copperkit grinned at the other tom, but then noticed the odd stammer in his voice. "Hey, bud, you want to play?" The tom smiled at Perchkit, an expression on his features that made it look as though he were wanting to play with the other cat. His expression changed a little, and he cocked his head to the side. "What's your name? I'm Copperkit!" He mewed all in one breath, a grin on his maw. The tom was always smiling about something, or bouncing around... he was just that type of a cat. All bouncy and happy and excited. He was glad to play with this other cat, as long as the other cat was willing to play with him. After all, sometimes Copperkit was a little too much for the other cats.

[Charmer]

"Oh, well glad you're doing fine!" Copperkit grinned at the other tom, but then noticed the odd stammer in his voice. "Hey, bud, you want to play?" The tom smiled at Perchkit, an expression on his features that made it look as though he were wanting to play with the other cat. His expression changed a little, and he cocked his head to the side. "What's your name? I'm Copperkit!" He mewed all in one breath, a grin on his maw. The tom was always smiling about something, or bouncing around... he was just that type of a cat. All bouncy and happy and excited. He was glad to play with this other cat, as long as the other cat was willing to play with him. After all, sometimes Copperkit was a little too much for the other cats.

"P-play?" Perchkit responded quizzically. He hesitated at first, but then considered the fact that this other cat didn't look big and scary. They were about the same size. "Sure," he said, trying to hide his nervousness. "I'm P-Perchkit," he stammered. "What should we p-play?"

(I actually didn't notice the stammer until you commented on it, but I think now I'm gonna roll with it. I'll have it cured as he gets older and more confident.)

[Tigress]

Silverblue

A grey she-cat looked down at her kit lovingly. Even though the kit wasn't biologically her's, she still felt that overwhelming sense of passion, that need to protect her kit, the feeling that all mothers feel. Mintfeather rested her tail over the silver kit. "Time to wake up, sweetheart." She purred. What a beautiful she-kit. She mused, watching as the kit's flank rose, then fell, in a repeating cycle. Mintfeather lay in silence, as she waited for her daughter to awake.

[Socks]

{ Role Fern Mystical }



Haresong sat in the foreign nursery with a longing look in her dull eyes. Every since arriving, ever since she left Stagbrair it had been like this. At first, she had seemed to snap like a twig under a warrior’s paw, right after her mate went under the flood waters only to not return she started to scream. Why didn’t any cat help him, why didn’t anyone save him? Then she got mad, cats were herding her towards another clan’s territory but the love of her life was still back in their own camp. She refused to believe that he had died but instead snapped at every cat or cried out that they had left him behind and now he was alone in Shadowclan territory not knowing where Haresong or the rest of his clan were. In her mind, he wasn’t dead and she couldn't possibly understand why they weren't turning around to rescue him.

After they had arrived in the Riverclan camp, the Somali queen was left a sobbing mess, which made others worry for her kits who she was heavily pregnant with. In fear, she’d been rushed to the nursery and watched closely by other queens who had done their best to calm her. After she had fallen asleep, exhausted, everything changed. She woke up different, distant and quiet. She hadn’t even uttered a word since the flood.

Haresong let out a muffled yowl, her muzzle pushed deep into the moss that built up her nest. A pain shot through her and, even though she had never been through this before, she knew just what was happening. Her kits were coming. This should be a joyous event but for her, it wasn’t, not even close. She couldn’t have her kits here, they had to be born on ShadowClan territory, they just had to be. Their father should be here, and they should be in the ShadowClan nursery, not here on RiverClan territory with their father gone. Another yowl escaped her as another shot of pain caused her body to jolt slightly, but all she could think of was how this shouldn’t be happening now.

--(Skippy-poo for the kiddos)--

After a lot of pain and what seemed like moons to the new mother, all three of her kits were finally born. She gently rasped her tongue over all of their pelts to dry them off and brought them close to her in protectiveness. She felt happy and sad at the same time, sadness for her children that they’d never meet their father but happiness that they were born and healthy. She only wanted the best for her children, and she knew that to do that she’d now have to accept Stagbrair’s death. She saddened eyes, she began to clean her kits at a quicker pace.

[lone]

"P-play?" Perchkit responded quizzically. He hesitated at first, but then considered the fact that this other cat didn't look big and scary. They were about the same size. "Sure," he said, trying to hide his nervousness. "I'm P-Perchkit," he stammered. "What should we p-play?"

(I actually didn't notice the stammer until you commented on it, but I think now I'm gonna roll with it. I'll have it cured as he gets older and more confident.)
"Yeah, play!" Copperkit smiled at the other kit, before a worried expression crossed his features. Did this other cat just not play that often? Oh no, what if Copperkit accidentally chose a game that the other didn't like? But that would be okay, it seemed like the tom was glad to play with him. Despite that nervous stammer - which the mixed feline would get rid of eventually. "We could pretend like we're warriors! That's always a fun game. Or, or we could play moss ball... that's fun too! Have you ever done either of those things? Do you like them?"The high speed way that the other kit had of talking was likely to overwhelm Perchkit, considering that he didn't look like he had been exposed to many cats who talked that quickly before. Or maybe he had, and they had just never ended up being friends. That wouldn't be the case with Copperkit. By the end of the day? He and Perchkit were either going to be best friends, or he was going to get away from the other kit as quickly as possible to save them both the embarrassment of being around each other for longer.

[Role]

{ Role Fern Mystical }



Haresong sat in the foreign nursery with a longing look in her dull eyes. Every since arriving, ever since she left Stagbrair it had been like this. At first, she had seemed to snap like a twig under a warrior’s paw, right after her mate went under the flood waters only to not return she started to scream. Why didn’t any cat help him, why didn’t anyone save him? Then she got mad, cats were herding her towards another clan’s territory but the love of her life was still back in their own camp. She refused to believe that he had died but instead snapped at every cat or cried out that they had left him behind and now he was alone in Shadowclan territory not knowing where Haresong or the rest of his clan were. In her mind, he wasn’t dead and she couldn't possibly understand why they weren't turning around to rescue him.

After they had arrived in the Riverclan camp, the Somali queen was left a sobbing mess, which made others worry for her kits who she was heavily pregnant with. In fear, she’d been rushed to the nursery and watched closely by other queens who had done their best to calm her. After she had fallen asleep, exhausted, everything changed. She woke up different, distant and quiet. She hadn’t even uttered a word since the flood.

Haresong let out a muffled yowl, her muzzle pushed deep into the moss that built up her nest. A pain shot through her and, even though she had never been through this before, she knew just what was happening. Her kits were coming. This should be a joyous event but for her, it wasn’t, not even close. She couldn’t have her kits here, they had to be born on ShadowClan territory, they just had to be. Their father should be here, and they should be in the ShadowClan nursery, not here on RiverClan territory with their father gone. Another yowl escaped her as another shot of pain caused her body to jolt slightly, but all she could think of was how this shouldn’t be happening now.

--(Skippy-poo for the kiddos)--

After a lot of pain and what seemed like moons to the new mother, all three of her kits were finally born. She gently rasped her tongue over all of their pelts to dry them off and brought them close to her in protectiveness. She felt happy and sad at the same time, sadness for her children that they’d never meet their father but happiness that they were born and healthy. She only wanted the best for her children, and she knew that to do that she’d now have to accept Stagbrair’s death. She saddened eyes, she began to clean her kits at a quicker pace.


The first few sunrises were odd for Plumkit. Darkness surrounded her, and silence made her succumb to fear. The kit was active, but fear is what drove her to move towards her mother's milky scent. She felt vunerable. Neither her ears or eyes were open during this time.

The next few sunrises followed, and a whole new world opened up to Plumkit. Her eyes had opened to shine a temporary, brilliant blue. Sunlight hit her harder than a cuff, however, and her eyes had watered to the point where she had to blink back her tears. She could now hear as well. Sounds rushed towards her, giving her a new sense of confidence. The occasional mrrow! of laughter, and the hiss of annoyance from other cats. The world seemed so big to Plumkit. Plumkit tried to stand on her feet, but her knees buckled. She wasn't ready to stand quite yet.

Plumkit looked around. Two more of her siblings were beside her. She couldn't tell if they were awake or asleep. Had she been the first to open her eyes? Plumkit looked up at her mother. She looked tired and sad. Plumkit prodded her mother gently, letting out a mewl of greeting.

[Charmer]

"Yeah, play!" Copperkit smiled at the other kit, before a worried expression crossed his features. Did this other cat just not play that often? Oh no, what if Copperkit accidentally chose a game that the other didn't like? But that would be okay, it seemed like the tom was glad to play with him. Despite that nervous stammer - which the mixed feline would get rid of eventually. "We could pretend like we're warriors! That's always a fun game. Or, or we could play moss ball... that's fun too! Have you ever done either of those things? Do you like them?"The high speed way that the other kit had of talking was likely to overwhelm Perchkit, considering that he didn't look like he had been exposed to many cats who talked that quickly before. Or maybe he had, and they had just never ended up being friends. That wouldn't be the case with Copperkit. By the end of the day? He and Perchkit were either going to be best friends, or he was going to get away from the other kit as quickly as possible to save them both the embarrassment of being around each other for longer.

Copperkit spoke so quickly that Perchkit felt his head start to swim a little. He hadn't really played either of those games before. The only kits he's played with so far had been his sister, and all she really wanted to do was wrestle or bat at Perchkit playfully. He like the idea of being a big strong warrior, even if it was just pretend, but what if he didn't do it right and the other kit stopped wanting to play with him? "H-How do you p=play mossball?" he asked, sitting up with interest as he looked Copperkit in the eye.
Lonestar23 Bermpity bermp

[Silverblue]

@Tigress

Mmmmm...

The tiny silver kit purrs softly, warm and contented. She hears gentle meowing from above, and opens her eyes haltingly. She looks around, curious, and decides not to go anywhere. She shivers a little bit, settling back into sleepy warmth.

[RedHead]

Constellation
The ginger she-cat rasped her tongue across her pelt in long, rhythmic strokes. Strawberrythorn was resting peacefully in the nursery, getting in some well-deserved grooming time. She hadn't much enjoyed her conversation with Pearlstream, and had retired to the nursery soon after to get away from her nagging sisterwife. As she continued to groom, her ears flicked constantly, turning as she listened to the sounds around her. The sounds of her former clan bustling around. The sound of her former territory, the river rushing not too far off, the smell of the water reaching her nostrils. Comforting, but uneasy at the same time. Strawberrythorn sure hoped that her sister wasn't a queen. Then she could just stay in the nursery and avoid her sister the whole time Shadowclan had to stay here. But Strawberrythorn also longed to return to the territory, to swim in the river once more. She missed the cool flow of water through her thick pelt, that was never something she could have in Shadowclan. Letting out a sigh, Strawberrythorn paused in her grooming to cast her blue gaze around.

[Brilliance]

Constellation
The ginger she-cat rasped her tongue across her pelt in long, rhythmic strokes. Strawberrythorn was resting peacefully in the nursery, getting in some well-deserved grooming time. She hadn't much enjoyed her conversation with Pearlstream, and had retired to the nursery soon after to get away from her nagging sisterwife. As she continued to groom, her ears flicked constantly, turning as she listened to the sounds around her. The sounds of her former clan bustling around. The sound of her former territory, the river rushing not too far off, the smell of the water reaching her nostrils. Comforting, but uneasy at the same time. Strawberrythorn sure hoped that her sister wasn't a queen. Then she could just stay in the nursery and avoid her sister the whole time Shadowclan had to stay here. But Strawberrythorn also longed to return to the territory, to swim in the river once more. She missed the cool flow of water through her thick pelt, that was never something she could have in Shadowclan. Letting out a sigh, Strawberrythorn paused in her grooming to cast her blue gaze around.


There was no doubt that the silver tom was spending time with a new molly. While his mates were scattered in the nursery, Honeythistle begged for attention like a newborn kit. Only, he didn't want to steal the attention of the mothers who were currently nursing his kits. But, even if this phenomenal white she cat was stealing a piece of his heart, Honeythistle Trekker his way near the nursery. The place where the queens resided. He welcomed himself like a fresh breeze, his coat seeming to glow. His haunting eyes darted around for a specific target. A ginger target that he felt he haven't talked to in a while. Truly, Strawberrythorn had baffled him. He knew she was his independent mate. She never really asked for much. Unless she was too proud to, but he still loved her nonetheless. As his gaze finally fell upon the queen grooming herself. Honeythistle padded towards her, not acknowledging the other queens or their kits since they weren't his. He made himself known to the flamed she cat and circled around her until he found a comfortable spot; settling himself behind her. In public, he was a pretty stoic tom, expressionless, doesn't seem to care. Unless one of his mates or his kits was around him, they would see his utmost affectionate side. He roamed his gaze over her form before purring deeply. "Missed me?" He teased, knowing fully well that he seen her every day, every moment as the sun was in the sky, and every night as the moon was ready to rise. Something was bothering her. She was looking around forlornly. "Aw, what's wrong, Strawberrythorn?" He asked, gently, rubbing his head in the crook of her neck for a moment. "I'd thought you'd be happy to be back...here." He didn't like Riverclan much, but he had took in a Riverclan she cat as one of his mates. Usually when cats came back to the clan they were born in...weren't they suppose to be happy?

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[dionysus]

I shall <3
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[ShiningFern]

{ Role Fern Mystical }



Haresong sat in the foreign nursery with a longing look in her dull eyes. Every since arriving, ever since she left Stagbrair it had been like this. At first, she had seemed to snap like a twig under a warrior’s paw, right after her mate went under the flood waters only to not return she started to scream. Why didn’t any cat help him, why didn’t anyone save him? Then she got mad, cats were herding her towards another clan’s territory but the love of her life was still back in their own camp. She refused to believe that he had died but instead snapped at every cat or cried out that they had left him behind and now he was alone in Shadowclan territory not knowing where Haresong or the rest of his clan were. In her mind, he wasn’t dead and she couldn't possibly understand why they weren't turning around to rescue him.

After they had arrived in the Riverclan camp, the Somali queen was left a sobbing mess, which made others worry for her kits who she was heavily pregnant with. In fear, she’d been rushed to the nursery and watched closely by other queens who had done their best to calm her. After she had fallen asleep, exhausted, everything changed. She woke up different, distant and quiet. She hadn’t even uttered a word since the flood.

Haresong let out a muffled yowl, her muzzle pushed deep into the moss that built up her nest. A pain shot through her and, even though she had never been through this before, she knew just what was happening. Her kits were coming. This should be a joyous event but for her, it wasn’t, not even close. She couldn’t have her kits here, they had to be born on ShadowClan territory, they just had to be. Their father should be here, and they should be in the ShadowClan nursery, not here on RiverClan territory with their father gone. Another yowl escaped her as another shot of pain caused her body to jolt slightly, but all she could think of was how this shouldn’t be happening now.

--(Skippy-poo for the kiddos)--

After a lot of pain and what seemed like moons to the new mother, all three of her kits were finally born. She gently rasped her tongue over all of their pelts to dry them off and brought them close to her in protectiveness. She felt happy and sad at the same time, sadness for her children that they’d never meet their father but happiness that they were born and healthy. She only wanted the best for her children, and she knew that to do that she’d now have to accept Stagbrair’s death. She saddened eyes, she began to clean her kits at a quicker pace.


The small kitten's world was black. Doekit squirmed, squeaking softly as she moved around in the nest. The small she-kit wiggled closer to her mother, crawling over one of her siblings. She was hungry. Doekit squeaked louder, seeking attention. Everything had been 'firsts' for her. First sneeze, the first time being squished my a sibling, first time starting to hear a thing from her small ears. It was still really muffled and new, and she wasn't exactly sure how to identify the sounds. The kit frowned slightly and continued to fuss around, turning her head to listen to the one thing she was sure of. Her mother would hear her and help her. She turned her head again, her eyes still squeezed shut since she wasn't ready to open them yet.

[Tigress]

@Tigress

Mmmmm...

The tiny silver kit purrs softly, warm and contented. She hears gentle meowing from above, and opens her eyes haltingly. She looks around, curious, and decides not to go anywhere. She shivers a little bit, settling back into sleepy warmth.

Mintfeather smiled as she watched her kit wriggle around. I wonder what I should name her.... Maybe I'll let her decide... The tabby started licking her paw delicately, letting out an occasional purr. Perhaps I should wake her up, let her see the world through her small eyes, see the world through a kits eyes. Oh but she is so tired. She sighed and wrapped her tail around her daughter, her blue eyes reflecting the joy in her heart. "I promise I will try to be the best mother I can be." She whispered. "But now it is time for you to wake up and see the world." She mumbled. "You will have plenty of other chances to sleep and dream sweet dreams."

[Silverblue]

The little newcomer purred softly, an almost inaudible vibration. She turned towards the direction of the warm voice, trying to copy the sound. She managed a tiny mew, and, hearing her own voice, blinked happily. "Mew!"

She would later recall this moment, moons and moons later, as one of the happiest instances of her life.

She shifted a bit, exploring the unknown for the first time, if only by looking.

Tigress

[RedHead]

There was no doubt that the silver tom was spending time with a new molly. While his mates were scattered in the nursery, Honeythistle begged for attention like a newborn kit. Only, he didn't want to steal the attention of the mothers who were currently nursing his kits. But, even if this phenomenal white she cat was stealing a piece of his heart, Honeythistle Trekker his way near the nursery. The place where the queens resided. He welcomed himself like a fresh breeze, his coat seeming to glow. His haunting eyes darted around for a specific target. A ginger target that he felt he haven't talked to in a while. Truly, Strawberrythorn had baffled him. He knew she was his independent mate. She never really asked for much. Unless she was too proud to, but he still loved her nonetheless. As his gaze finally fell upon the queen grooming herself. Honeythistle padded towards her, not acknowledging the other queens or their kits since they weren't his. He made himself known to the flamed she cat and circled around her until he found a comfortable spot; settling himself behind her. In public, he was a pretty stoic tom, expressionless, doesn't seem to care. Unless one of his mates or his kits was around him, they would see his utmost affectionate side. He roamed his gaze over her form before purring deeply. "Missed me?" He teased, knowing fully well that he seen her every day, every moment as the sun was in the sky, and every night as the moon was ready to rise. Something was bothering her. She was looking around forlornly. "Aw, what's wrong, Strawberrythorn?" He asked, gently, rubbing his head in the crook of her neck for a moment. "I'd thought you'd be happy to be back...here." He didn't like Riverclan much, but he had took in a Riverclan she cat as one of his mates. Usually when cats came back to the clan they were born in...weren't they suppose to be happy?

{ Beau ~ stalk lil beanie :heartbounce: }


(Oh goodness Strawberry isn't gonna like the thought of one more sister wife X3)

Strawberrythorn welcomed Honeythistle's presence with a simple flick of her ear. She wasn't really feeling up to talking to him at the moment, she could tell he had been up to something. "Hmmm no. If I did I clearly would've come and found you." She meowed, finally turning to look at her mate, scanning him over with her blue eyes. She hadn't seen him much, sure, they did talk everyday, but lately it had been quick and swift, simple checking up on each other. Strawberrythorn was silently grateful that today, he had come in with the full intent on having some quality time with her. At his next words, Strawberrythorn flicked him in the face with her tail. "Are you kidding? I am exhilarated to be back! I missed the scent of the river so much! It's just..." Strawberrythorn flicked her eyes around once more, letting out a small sigh when she didn't spot her sister's golden pelt anywhere. "I don't think I can face Honeypool again." Now, Strawberrythorn might seem like she didn't have a heart, but family meant a lot to her. Not just blood family, but chosen family too. In this case though, it was blood family. And Honeypool was her only sister, the cat that Strawberrythorn should've gotten along with the easiest in her litter. But that certainly didn't happen.
She could feel deep regret at her kithood decisions clawing at her stomach, and it made her want to hide. But Strawberrythorn wasn't a hider, no. If Honeypool happened to see her, the ginger feline knew that she would continue on with her head held high. "I just.... Don't know the right way to apologize." Strawberrythorn murmured, nuzzling Honeythistle back. At times, she was grateful for her mate's large stature, as when she was feeling down, it always comforted her to know that he was there for her. And only her. He might have other mates, but the ginger queen let herself believe that she was the main mate, the top dog.

Not too far from where the two Shadowclan cats lay, a young Riverclan queen lay in her nest, orange eyes focused on the task at hand she was performing. Orangesplatter was rearranging the moss in her nest, hoping to make it comfortable for her two kits, Rojokit and Amarillokit. If she did this, she hoped it would help her two rowdy sons go to sleep faster tonight. But as she was doing this, something diverted her attention. Those sharp orange eyes caught sight of a ginger and white pelt, and she froze. It can't be him, can it? Was that egotistical mouse-brain back to apologize for never coming back to her, for breaking their relationship off like it was nothing? For leaving her alone, young and with kits? Orangesplatter sure hoped so, so she could give him a piece of her mind. She had loved him, and she felt he had too, but now here she was alone and heartbroken.
But wait why would he be in the Riverclan nursery? She of course knew that the Shadowclan cats were currently staying in Riverclan. Oh that's right,
he is a Shadowclan warrior! Orangesplatter took a deep breath, and dared to look up. But what she saw wasn't the cat whom had broke her heart. She saw a pure ginger she-cat, with a silver tom lying close to her. The way their pelts mingled had made Orangesplatter think she had seen Crimsonblaze.
But something about the large silver tom's eyes made her take a closer look at the two. That color... Orangesplatter instantly saw Crimsonblaze's eyes, they were the exact same color. Are those his parents?
While Orangesplatter was thinking hard, she didn't realize that she was staring at the two cats still, with narrowed eyes. What a great first impression.

[Hopekit]

Hopekit

Goldenkit walked into the nursery with a minnow in her jaws, making her way to find Hopekit. The she-kit looked around for the kit with her mouth opened a bit to try and scent the other kit. "Where you at Hopekit?! I got something for us to share!" yowled Goldenkit.

Or I'm going to eat it myself!

She didn't dare to yowl out what she had just thought. Goldenkit continued her search, hoping that she would spot the kit soon.

Hopekit looked up from her comfortable spot and stared at Goldenkit's jaws. A delicious-looking minnow hung there, and Hopekit leaped out of her resting place to sniff it carefully. Her jaws parted so she could enjoy the smell, and she smiled at Goldenkit. "Hey!" She mewed simply, as she didn't talk much. She stared at Goldenkit shyly, and blinked gratefully at her. "Don't eat it without me!" She squealed quietly as she pawed Goldenkit. She stared at Goldenkit expectantly, waiting for her to take the first bite.

[Brilliance]

(Oh goodness Strawberry isn't gonna like the thought of one more sister wife X3)

Strawberrythorn welcomed Honeythistle's presence with a simple flick of her ear. She wasn't really feeling up to talking to him at the moment, she could tell he had been up to something. "Hmmm no. If I did I clearly would've come and found you." She meowed, finally turning to look at her mate, scanning him over with her blue eyes. She hadn't seen him much, sure, they did talk everyday, but lately it had been quick and swift, simple checking up on each other. Strawberrythorn was silently grateful that today, he had come in with the full intent on having some quality time with her. At his next words, Strawberrythorn flicked him in the face with her tail. "Are you kidding? I am exhilarated to be back! I missed the scent of the river so much! It's just..." Strawberrythorn flicked her eyes around once more, letting out a small sigh when she didn't spot her sister's golden pelt anywhere. "I don't think I can face Honeypool again." Now, Strawberrythorn might seem like she didn't have a heart, but family meant a lot to her. Not just blood family, but chosen family too. In this case though, it was blood family. And Honeypool was her only sister, the cat that Strawberrythorn should've gotten along with the easiest in her litter. But that certainly didn't happen.
She could feel deep regret at her kithood decisions clawing at her stomach, and it made her want to hide. But Strawberrythorn wasn't a hider, no. If Honeypool happened to see her, the ginger feline knew that she would continue on with her head held high. "I just.... Don't know the right way to apologize." Strawberrythorn murmured, nuzzling Honeythistle back. At times, she was grateful for her mate's large stature, as when she was feeling down, it always comforted her to know that he was there for her. And only her. He might have other mates, but the ginger queen let herself believe that she was the main mate, the top dog.

Not too far from where the two Shadowclan cats lay, a young Riverclan queen lay in her nest, orange eyes focused on the task at hand she was performing. Orangesplatter was rearranging the moss in her nest, hoping to make it comfortable for her two kits, Rojokit and Amarillokit. If she did this, she hoped it would help her two rowdy sons go to sleep faster tonight. But as she was doing this, something diverted her attention. Those sharp orange eyes caught sight of a ginger and white pelt, and she froze. It can't be him, can it? Was that egotistical mouse-brain back to apologize for never coming back to her, for breaking their relationship off like it was nothing? For leaving her alone, young and with kits? Orangesplatter sure hoped so, so she could give him a piece of her mind. She had loved him, and she felt he had too, but now here she was alone and heartbroken.
But wait why would he be in the Riverclan nursery? She of course knew that the Shadowclan cats were currently staying in Riverclan. Oh that's right,
he is a Shadowclan warrior! Orangesplatter took a deep breath, and dared to look up. But what she saw wasn't the cat whom had broke her heart. She saw a pure ginger she-cat, with a silver tom lying close to her. The way their pelts mingled had made Orangesplatter think she had seen Crimsonblaze.
But something about the large silver tom's eyes made her take a closer look at the two. That color... Orangesplatter instantly saw Crimsonblaze's eyes, they were the exact same color. Are those his parents?
While Orangesplatter was thinking hard, she didn't realize that she was staring at the two cats still, with narrowed eyes. What a great first impression.


{Yup! And having to constantly mentor her. Honey is rooting for Strawberry xD }

That was not the impression Honeythistle was expecting - yet it was. What else did he expect? A meek answer with a sweet kiss? Most certainly not when it came to this ginger feline. Instead of being deterred and outdone by his supposedly demurred queen, the tom lowered his voice, touching her ear with his muzzle. "What have I told you about talking back all the time?" His voice was low, as if he was giving her a deep whisper that no one was supposed to hear. She had been a spitball then, and she was currently still one. He would never be able to maintain that attitude of hers. Since she was independent, Honeythistle felt she didn't need him much. She was nursing two young kits anyway. As she stated before, she would had found him if she needed him. Honeythistle pulled back, finding himself smiling softly that she did, in fact, missed home. That was a good thing. Her gaze flicking around had told him otherwise. The main problem was her sister. Honeythistle couldn't recall much about the other sibling of Strawberrythorn. "Ah, no wonder. Your family. So, I finally get to meet this Honeypool? I'm sure she's an absolute delight." A purr rumbled deeply from within his throat. What was the bad thing about that? He thought she would run into her sister's paws, but instead she didn't want to encounter her sister at all. Honeythistle unconsciously threw a paw around her, trying to capture what she was talking about. She didn't know how to apologize to her sister. This made Honeythistle's ears flick. "Heh, you're talking to the wrong cat about apologizing." Honeythistle was known to hold grudges longer than intended. He got mad pretty quickly, and that was never a good thing when it came to this tom. But, right now, he could tell Strawberrythorn needed any type of support she could get. "I'll be by your side when you want to see your sister again. Or, she comes to see you. Whatever happens." Apart of being a good mate meant supporting all the mates you had. Honeythistle figured he could balance that part out well. Honeythistle didn't notice the nearby Riverclan Queen as he was too enamored with his mate. Aside from talking about her sister, he asked simple questions. "You seen your hardheaded sons lately? Ever since we got to Riverclan Bronzeflash just vanished on me, and only Starclan knows where Crimsonblaze is." They were his eldest sons. And, the ones who seemed to need the most attention. Though Strawberrythorn was also busy with nursing two small girls. But as his grassy gaze flicked upward from looking down lovingly at the ginger cat, they landed on the young queen. Suddenly his gaze hardened as Honeythistle didn't really like unwanted company. Just why had she been staring at him? He narrowed his gaze into murderous slits and growled. "Stare much?" Why others have to be so noisy? Couldn't she mind her own business?

[Tigress]

The little newcomer purred softly, an almost inaudible vibration. She turned towards the direction of the warm voice, trying to copy the sound. She managed a tiny mew, and, hearing her own voice, blinked happily. "Mew!"

She would later recall this moment, moons and moons later, as one of the happiest instances of her life.

She shifted a bit, exploring the unknown for the first time, if only by looking.

Tigress

Mintfeather was overjoyed as she watched her kit open her eyes and look around. "Hello, I am your mother." She meowed. "My name is Mintfeather, and you are in the Riverclan nursery. Riverclan is our home. You are very lucky to have been born here."
The she-cat smiled down at her daughter. Should I let her choose her own name? Perhaps I will suggest some names that I like... "You don't have a name yet, little one, but you can choose which one you like, Skykit, Riverkit, Streamkit or Silverkit. I know you don't really know how to talk yet, but I'm sure you'll choose when your able to."
Mintfeather noticed that her kit might be cold, so she started to lick her fur the wrong way to warm her up. "Is that better?"

[Barnabas]

Hopekit looked up from her comfortable spot and stared at Goldenkit's jaws. A delicious-looking minnow hung there, and Hopekit leaped out of her resting place to sniff it carefully. Her jaws parted so she could enjoy the smell, and she smiled at Goldenkit. "Hey!" She mewed simply, as she didn't talk much. She stared at Goldenkit shyly, and blinked gratefully at her. "Don't eat it without me!" She squealed quietly as she pawed Goldenkit. She stared at Goldenkit expectantly, waiting for her to take the first bite.

Goldenkit placed the minnow on the ground. She took the first bite and lifted up her head to allow Hopekit to take the next bite. "It's very good. Try it." meowed Goldenkit with a friendly smile. The she-kit stepped back a bit to give her friend some room to eat her share of the prey. I've never tasted a minnow that good. I hope she will like it.

[Silverblue]

Silverkit... She liked the sound of that. She beamed happily up at that slightly concerned face, and, tickled, purred as the she-cat began to lick her fur the wrong way. Mintfeather. This voice, this face, this cat licking her... had a name, Mintfeather. And the kit realized things had names, too. She wanted one. Silverkit, Silverkit would be her name. And this she mumbled to Mintfeather, who was still grooming her.

Tigress

[Hopekit]

Goldenkit placed the minnow on the ground. She took the first bite and lifted up her head to allow Hopekit to take the next bite. "It's very good. Try it." meowed Goldenkit with a friendly smile. The she-kit stepped back a bit to give her friend some room to eat her share of the prey. I've never tasted a minnow that good. I hope she will like it.

Hopekit returned the friendly smile as she padded towards the minnow. She took a small bite out of it and munched on it quietly, savoring the rich tastes of the minnow as she gulped it down happily. "It's delicious!" She replied, though her mew was almost more quiet than a whisper. She worried that Goldenkit would not hear her mew and think she did not like the prey, but she didn't do anything about that. Instead, she padded a few steps back, giving her friend some space so she could eat. I hope I did not eat too much.
She shook the thought out of her mind as she stared at the small bite mark she had made on the minnow, and then stared at Goldenkit's. Theirs were about the same size, but Hopekit liked to think she had had a smaller bite than hers. The reason behind it was so she didn't feel guilty about eating too much she would feel horrible about herself, or too little the other cat would feel guilty about eating too much. So, to clear her thoughts, she licked her mouth and looked at Goldenkit.
Her friend was kind and thoughtful. It seemed that way to her, at least. She hadn't seen any bad side of Goldenkit, and thought she never would. Unless Goldenkit was mischievous. She hadn't seen Goldenkit in her mischievous stage, though it wouldn't be surprising. Almost every normal kit liked doing things they shouldn't do, being mischievous, that type of stuff. It was normal. Even she occasionally liked doing some stuff that she shouldn't do. She waited expectantly at her friend once more and her gaze gave off an encouraging appearance whom had the purpose of encouraging her friend to eat a chunk of the minnow.
[Sorry my last post was smaller. I'm bad at doing my first post in roleplays XD. ]

[Tigress]

Silverkit... She liked the sound of that. She beamed happily up at that slightly concerned face, and, tickled, purred as the she-cat began to lick her fur the wrong way. Mintfeather. This voice, this face, this cat licking her... had a name, Mintfeather. And the kit realized things had names, too. She wanted one. Silverkit, Silverkit would be her name. And this she mumbled to Mintfeather, who was still grooming her.

Tigress

Mintfeather grinned. "I guess I should call you Sliverkit."
The grey tabby leaned down and touched noses with Sliverkit. The kit was so beautiful, just like her mother. Maybe I should tell her about her biological mother. It might make her understand things better. "Sweetheart, it's time I tell you about your real mother. Yes I know that I'm also your mother, but I didn't give birth to you, like most mothers do. But I love you just as much as if you were biologically mine. Your mother was a beautiful she-cat and you resemble her quite a bit. Her name was Winterfall, she was my friend, I had known her since kithood. She died bravely on a cold leaf-bare night defending her clan, our clan, Riverclan. You weren't even a moon old. I'm sorry if this news is unsettling for a young kit like you, but remember, when your days get rough, you can look up at the stars and know she's watching you from Starclan, the place cats go when they die."
Feeling like Silverkit was hurt from hearing all this, she wrapped herself around her. "But, I'll always protect you. No matter what."

[Silverblue]

Silverkit pondered it for a bit, going through all this information in her own mind to be clear.

She lived in RiverClan. She was in the Nursery, in RiverClan, and other little kits like her were too.

Her mother was Mintfeather, but her biological mother died in battle, and went to Starclan, and watches her from there. Silverkit guessed her mother couldn't visit her, so Mintfeather takes care of her instead.

"Why did she go to StarClan instead of staying here? Why do we go there after dying in battle, instead of coming back here? It would be nice if we just came back here," muses Silverkit.

Her little stomach, ignorant to her deep thoughts, grumbled impatiently. Silverkit looked at her belly, confused. A certain feeling comes over her. "Hungry?"

Tigress

[Tigress]

Silverkit pondered it for a bit, going through all this information in her own mind to be clear.

She lived in RiverClan. She was in the Nursery, in RiverClan, and other little kits like her were too.

Her mother was Mintfeather, but her biological mother died in battle, and went to Starclan, and watches her from there. Silverkit guessed her mother couldn't visit her, so Mintfeather takes care of her instead.

"Why did she go to StarClan instead of staying here? Why do we go there after dying in battle, instead of coming back here? It would be nice if we just came back here," muses Silverkit.

Her little stomach, ignorant to her deep thoughts, grumbled impatiently. Silverkit looked at her belly, confused. A certain feeling comes over her. "Hungry?"

Tigress


"Well, your mother could not choose where to go, but I'm sure if she could, she would have stayed. Remember, not all cats die in battle, there are other ways too. Like dying of old age." Mintfeather informed Silverkit. She smiled at the sound of Silverkit's rumbling stomach. "Yes, you are hungry. Your old enough now to eat fresh kill, I'm surprised that you've never left the nursery. But due to everything that's happened it's fair. Now you can go along to the fresh kill pile and get something to eat, but don't go any further."
Mintfeather nudged her daughter. "Go on!" She encouraged. She's a lot like me when I was a kit... So innocent, so young, not knowing the true terrors of this world. The battles I've seen, the friends I've lost, I could never forget those memories, I hope Silverkit will make the most of her kithood.

[Silverblue]

Silverkit turned around twice, locating the exit to the nursery, but finding the fresh-kill pile was a piece of, well, fresh-kill. The tempting scents of mouse and fish and various other prey was a new but pleasant sensation. However, her first mouthful of it was even more delightful. After a cautious nibble of the small fish, she proceeded to haul her find back to the Nursery and chomp into the tasty meat. "Not hungry," mumbled Silverkit cheerfully through a mouthful.

Tigress

[Tigress]

Silverkit turned around twice, locating the exit to the nursery, but finding the fresh-kill pile was a piece of, well, fresh-kill. The tempting scents of mouse and fish and various other prey was a new but pleasant sensation. However, her first mouthful of it was even more delightful. After a cautious nibble of the small fish, she proceeded to haul her find back to the Nursery and chomp into the tasty meat. "Not hungry," mumbled Silverkit cheerfully through a mouthful.

Tigress


Mintfeather smiled. She was truly something. She watched as Silverkit chomped down on a juicy trout in amusement and shook her head. "Why don't you go play with the other kits?" she suggested. It was about time that Silverkit made some friends to play with, some friends to go through apprenticeship with her, sit vigil in honour of her new warrior name. Friends to last a lifetime of joy, excitement and love. I hope she'll go out and meet the other kits, they seem really nice. Mintfeather thought, fluffing up the moss in her nest.

[Cosmo]

Socks Role Fern

Darkness. If there was one thing in the world that disturbed the newborn kit, it was darkness. She didn't notice the highpitched meows from her sisters. Nor the sweet milky scent of her mother. The scarlet colored kit was too disturbed by the dark world she had been born in to notice anything but the pitch black that fogged her gaze. Birth had brought this upon her. If her eyes could have narrowed, they would have. Except her eyes were closed tightly so that was kind of hard. Instead she let out the loudest meow she could muster up, and scrunched her face up real tight. She was being driven insane. Wait! A sudden beautiful golden light was edging her view. Seemingly removing her annoyance for a bit. But she still couldn't get the thought she was so annoyed out.

Then a most disturbing and wonderful thing happened. The molly finally noted the warm scent. It was there. Her face unscrunched as she sniffed the air. It was definitely there. A soft milky scent. It was consuming her, and making her grumpiness face. Now it was nothing more. Now all she could focus on was the smell. She moved forward towards it. Inching closer and closer. Then she began to suckle.

[Role]

Socks Role Fern

Darkness. If there was one thing in the world that disturbed the newborn kit, it was darkness. She didn't notice the highpitched meows from her sisters. Nor the sweet milky scent of her mother. The scarlet colored kit was too disturbed by the dark world she had been born in to notice anything but the pitch black that fogged her gaze. Birth had brought this upon her. If her eyes could have narrowed, they would have. Except her eyes were closed tightly so that was kind of hard. Instead she let out the loudest meow she could muster up, and scrunched her face up real tight. She was being driven insane. Wait! A sudden beautiful golden light was edging her view. Seemingly removing her annoyance for a bit. But she still couldn't get the thought she was so annoyed out.

Then a most disturbing and wonderful thing happened. The molly finally noted the warm scent. It was there. Her face unscrunched as she sniffed the air. It was definitely there. A soft milky scent. It was consuming her, and making her grumpiness face. Now it was nothing more. Now all she could focus on was the smell. She moved forward towards it. Inching closer and closer. Then she began to suckle.

Plumkit squeaked in surprise as her sister moved. She was so small! Was she that small? It seemed as if all cats were as tall as her mother. Plumkit stared at her sister with wide eyes. She mewed a greeting and inched towards her sister.

(Small! Sorry!

[Silverblue]

Silverkit licked the last bit of fish clean and yawned a little, beginning to doze off, but still listening.

She understood Mintfeather. She had to find another kit like her. She glanced around, thinking. Who might make a good friend?

She meandered around indecisively, searching for friend-worthy cats.

Tigress

[ShiningFern]

RedHead Mystical starfall Nighty

Cottonfrost laid in the unfamiliar nursery, not really used to Riverclan. Her muscles tensed as she felt a pain run down her spine. That is contractions?
No, I can't be having kits can I? The senior queen adjusted herself, faintly remembering another queen saying something to her the other day about kits coming soon, but she thought that queen had confused her with someone else. She flicked her gaze to the entrance of the nursery before gripping her nest as another contraction swept over her.

-Fade to black-

The light gray and white shecat sighed, turning her head to her kits. They were younger than own grand-kitten. She licked their heads, admiring her beautiful children. Frostedflicker will be proud, he has more sons and another daughter. She curled her tail around the kittens, nuzzling them closer to her. She hoped that since the birth had gone fairly well, that the kits wouldn't be affected too much. They were slightly smaller, but they were all her little gifts from Starclan. "Shiverkit, Polarkit, Snowkit, and Sleetkit." She whispered staring at each kit.

[Tigress]

Silverkit licked the last bit of fish clean and yawned a little, beginning to doze off, but still listening.

She understood Mintfeather. She had to find another kit like her. She glanced around, thinking. Who might make a good friend?

She meandered around indecisively, searching for friend-worthy cats.

Tigress

A small grey tom spotted a pretty silver she-kit. She looks like she's about my age. Maybe we could be friends."Hi, I'm Boulderkit." he announced to her. She smelled like a fish, but he didn't mind, he liked fish and the sent very much so. "I don't recall seeing you around before." he said. "Are you a Shadowclan kit? Cause I know that they're sheltering in our camp."
Boulderkit sat down and gestured for the she-kit to also do so.

[Silverblue]

"I'm Silverkit," Silverkit announced. "I'm a RiverClan cat, you too?" The small she-cat smiled. "Do you like fish or mouse better? I haven't had mouse yet, but I smelled it already!"

Tigress

She contemplated for a moment, and said, "We can be friends if you wanna, let's look around! Do you know anyone else?" She noticed a little kit, younger than herself, awake, looking at his sister. "Hi!" She meowed.

Role

[Role]

"I'm Silverkit," Silverkit announced. "I'm a RiverClan cat, you too?" The small she-cat smiled. "Do you like fish or mouse better? I haven't had mouse yet, but I smelled it already!"

Tigress

She contemplated for a moment, and said, "We can be friends if you wanna, let's look around! Do you know anyone else?" She noticed a little kit, younger than herself, awake, looking at his sister. "Hi!" She meowed.

Role
The kit squeaked in surprise, her already fluffy fur rising. "H-hello," she greeted quietly. The kit had just opened her eyes, and was finally able to speak to her family and new friends.

[goddess of ducks]

RedHead Mystical starfall Fern

The ghostly white tom laid in silence. He had been harsh on him, the birthing. He was the last, one of the frail ones. He was a fighter though and he managed to cling to the little bit of life he knew. The newly named Sleetkit wiggled his body closer to the warmth that he would later recognize as his mother. As he came upon her, his tiny, teeth less gums grappled with her soft belly as he began to suckle the milk from her. How good and sweet it was. But that's all he knew. Darkness, silence, warmth and milk. That was the extent of his world right now, besides all the other little things he could feel pressing against his body. He didn't know what they were, but it wouldn't be long before he did.

[Tigress]

"I'm Silverkit," Silverkit announced. "I'm a RiverClan cat, you too?" The small she-cat smiled. "Do you like fish or mouse better? I haven't had mouse yet, but I smelled it already!"

Tigress

She contemplated for a moment, and said, "We can be friends if you wanna, let's look around! Do you know anyone else?" She noticed a little kit, younger than herself, awake, looking at his sister. "Hi!" She meowed.

Role

"Yeah, I'm a Riverclan cat too. I personally like fish better, most Riverclan cats do. Yeah! I'd like to be your friend. If you want I can show you around camp. I know where everything is." Boulderkit said, boasting a little. Wow she sure talks a lot but she kinda cute! He admitted to himself, feeling a small crush start to bloom. Boulderkit turned to look at the kit behind him. "Oh, who are you?" He asked, he had never seen the kit in his life.

[Tigress]

The kit squeaked in surprise, her already fluffy fur rising. "H-hello," she greeted quietly. The kit had just opened her eyes, and was finally able to speak to her family and new friends.

"Aww! Aren't you just the cutest little thing ever!" Boulderkit mewed. He had never seen a kit so fluffy or adorable. "What's your name?" he asked, tilting his head. She is so cute! Oh my Starclan! Gosh, calm down. He took a deep breath and turned back to face Silverkit to see what she had to say.

Silverblue

[Role]

"Aww! Aren't you just the cutest little thing ever!" Boulderkit mewed. He had never seen a kit so fluffy or adorable. "What's your name?" he asked, tilting his head. She is so cute! Oh my Starclan! Gosh, calm down. He took a deep breath and turned back to face Silverkit to see what she had to say.

Silverblue
"My name is.. Plumkit.. I think," she murmured bashfully. The fawn colored kit turned her head away, ultimately hiding her small face. Who were these cats? Why were they so intrested in her?

[Tigress]

"My name is.. Plumkit.. I think," she murmured bashfully. The fawn colored kit turned her head away, ultimately hiding her small face. Who were these cats? Why were they so intrested in her?

"I'm Boulderkit, by the way." He remarked. It made Plumkit even cuter that she didn't seem to remember her name, but Plumkit sounded right to him. She seemed very shy, so Boulderkit tried not to do anything that might make her even more shy. "So, what do you like to do?" He asked.

[Role]

"I'm Boulderkit, by the way." He remarked. It made Plumkit even cuter that she didn't seem to remember her name, but Plumkit sounded right to him. She seemed very shy, so Boulderkit tried not to do anything that might make her even more shy. "So, what do you like to do?" He asked.
Plumkit nodded. She gazed up at the new aquaintence. "I just opened my eyes," she replied quietly. "I don't know if I can walk well yet." Plumkit frowned. The young kit shakily tried to stand, her legs wobbling with exertion.

[Tigress]

Plumkit nodded. She gazed up at the new aquaintence. "I just opened my eyes," she replied quietly. "I don't know if I can walk well yet." Plumkit frowned. The young kit shakily tried to stand, her legs wobbling with exertion.

Boulderkit sighed, he knew what she was going through. He remembered trying to walk at such an early age. "Well, it seems like you can walk." He said, trying to make her feel better. Boulderkit couldn't help but smile at how truly cute Plumkit was. His amber eyes glowed. "Have you met Silverkit yet?" Boulderkit questioned.

Silverblue

[Role]

Boulderkit sighed, he knew what she was going through. He remembered trying to walk at such an early age. "Well, it seems like you can walk." He said, trying to make her feel better. Boulderkit couldn't help but smile at how truly cute Plumkit was. His amber eyes glowed. "Have you met Silverkit yet?" Boulderkit questioned.

Silverblue
Plumkit nodded. She took a step forward, and wobbled. She then collapsed. Giving up for a while, the kit made herself comfortable. "Not yet," she replied quietly.

[Silverblue]

"I'm Silverkit," says Silverkit, smiling a bit at the kits' comical conversation. "Walking is sorta hard, I guess, but we don't have to yet." Silverkit meows, sensing the kit's shyness. "Do you think it's a bit chilly here? It's probably a bit colder outside..."

Silverkit liked being a bit chilly, but she was quite sensitive to temperatures and bright lights and uncomfortable patches, like there were outside. Here in the nursery, however, there were none.

Tigress

Role

[Role]

"I'm Silverkit," says Silverkit, smiling a bit at the kits' comical conversation. "Walking is sorta hard, I guess, but we don't have to yet." Silverkit meows, sensing the kit's shyness. "Do you think it's a bit chilly here? It's probably a bit colder outside..."

Silverkit liked being a bit chilly, but she was quite sensitive to temperatures and bright lights and uncomfortable patches, like there were outside. Here in the nursery, however, there were none.

Tigress

Role
Plumkit smiled slightly. Then, she looked outside, her kit-blue eyes widening. "It is cold! How come it's so cold?" The kit didn't have much of a sense of what was happening. She was so used to the warmth and the smell of fish, that she had no idea what the outside world was like. The kit even assumed she was RiverClan, though that wasn't true. She was ShadowClan. Plumkit tried once more to stand, her legs less wobbly since she tried. Finally, she stood without falling, and took a few steps forward. "I did it!" Ironically, she fell back down. Plumkit huffed in frustration.

[Silverblue]

Silverkit smiles at Plumkit. "Walking's hard, and you're a lot younger than me, so it's okay. You did it, though," she adds, smiling. "It is pretty cold out there... maybe we can grow some more fur. Hey, Boulderkit, is it always this cold?"

Role
Tigress

[Role]

Silverkit smiles at Plumkit. "Walking's hard, and you're a lot younger than me, so it's okay. You did it, though," she adds, smiling. "It is pretty cold out there... maybe we can grow some more fur. Hey, Boulderkit, is it always this cold?"

Role
Tigress
Plumkit smiled back. Yet again, she made an attempt to stand. This time, she was able to stay still. Plumkit turned her head towards the entrance. A strong smell hit her. Though she couldn't identify it, the smell was fish. "Why does it smell so weird here? Is it always like this? Will I have to live with this smell forever?" The kit's curiosity was showing greatly in her barrage of questions.

[Silverblue]

Silverkit turned in the direction Plumkit indicated, sniffing. "Just fish," she meows reassuringly. "I don't think you're old enough for fish yet... are you? Well, we eat lots of it here. I'm sure you'll get used to it, of course, you can eat other things too."

Silverkit was momentarily baffled. Didn't all RiverClan cats like fish? Maybe Plumkit just liked mouse or squirrel or some other food better.

Role

[Role]

Silverkit turned in the direction Plumkit indicated, sniffing. "Just fish," she meows reassuringly. "I don't think you're old enough for fish yet... are you? Well, we eat lots of it here. I'm sure you'll get used to it, of course, you can eat other things too."

Silverkit was momentarily baffled. Didn't all RiverClan cats like fish? Maybe Plumkit just liked mouse or squirrel or some other food better.

Role
"I don't think so," she mumbled. "But I dont like the smell of it." Her nose wrinkled simultaneously as she spoke. "Everything here smells funny." Plumkit sat down and made an attempt to scratch behind her ear. When she succeeded, Plumkit stood up again. She was finally getting the hang of it.

[Silverblue]

Silverkit blinked. What was it? This kit didn't seem much like a RiverClanner. "Huh. I thought RiverClan cats liked this place. Are you RiverClan? What other clans are there, even?" What other clans were there? Someone had mentioned ShadowClanners in the camp, but Silverkit didn't know why. If they could come here, they couldn't be enemies. And her mother had fought enemies. So she guessed that there were more than two clans. "Wait. Are you from ShadowClan or something? I wonder what ShadowClan smells like." The young kit had no idea about the world beyond this cozy little place, where she had her mother and her friends and everything was nice and warm.

[Lilac]

CandyFlossCat Rubinaito Aura Random Melchester

Cricketkit lifted her tiny head. For the first time, she opened her eyes, revealing them to be a beautiful blue. She gazed up at the she cat keeping her warm and the she act with love in her eyes. She then look at the the two toms next her. After a moment of taking in the scenery, she closed her eyes again.

Constellation CandyFlossCat
Eveningkit looked at her brother. She hated how he was acting. It wasn't funny when he tried to play tough. And she hated it even more when he started picking on Twilightkit. Twilightkit may be a little scared by him, but Eveningkit wasn't, not one bit. She marched up to her brother with a glare and searing anger in her eyes. "Leave Twightkit alone, Nightfallkit! She then looked up at her father with admiration in her eyes. We've been behaving daddy. And we've definitely been better than Nightfallkit.," She said, looking at her brother with a smirk on her face. Eveningkit enjoyed rubbing it in her brother's face.

She was happy when her sister asked the question she was thinking. Yeah daddy, why did we have to leave? So what there was a 'flood'. We would be fine. And when you and Mothflower were saying that there was a place called Riverclan, I thought you were joking! Why does their need to be another clan when we have Shadowclan? One clan is enough! Plus, all the cats here have smelly breath! Eveningkit exclaimed.

She didn't like it here. It simply just wasn't home. She missed the farmilar pine smell. She missed all the farmilliar faces. She knew all the queens from her clan were here somewhere, but they were mixed in with unfamiliar faces. She missed the usual soft moss if her nest. She belonged in Shadowclan, not here.

Eveningkit cuddled up close to her father and looked up at him with loving, sweet innocence in her eyes. "Daddy, can we go home?"

[wickedvirtues]

CandyFlossCat Rubinaito Aura Random Melchester

Cricketkit lifted her tiny head. For the first time, she opened her eyes, revealing them to be a beautiful blue. She gazed up at the she cat keeping her warm and the she act with love in her eyes. She then look at the the two toms next her. After a moment of taking in the scenery, she closed her eyes again.

Constellation CandyFlossCat
Eveningkit looked at her brother. She hated how he was acting. It wasn't funny when he tried to play tough. And she hated it even more when he started picking on Twilightkit. Twilightkit may be a little scared by him, but Eveningkit wasn't, not one bit. She marched up to her brother with a glare and searing anger in her eyes. "Leave Twightkit alone, Nightfallkit! She then looked up at her father with admiration in her eyes. We've been behaving daddy. And we've definitely been better than Nightfallkit.," She said, looking at her brother with a smirk on her face. Eveningkit enjoyed rubbing it in her brother's face.

She was happy when her sister asked the question she was thinking. Yeah daddy, why did we have to leave? So what there was a 'flood'. We would be fine. And when you and Mothflower were saying that there was a place called Riverclan, I thought you were joking! Why does their need to be another clan when we have Shadowclan? One clan is enough! Plus, all the cats here have smelly breath! Eveningkit exclaimed.

She didn't like it here. It simply just wasn't home. She missed the farmilar pine smell. She missed all the farmilliar faces. She knew all the queens from her clan were here somewhere, but they were mixed in with unfamiliar faces. She missed the usual soft moss if her nest. She belonged in Shadowclan, not here.

Eveningkit cuddled up close to her father and looked up at him with loving, sweet innocence in her eyes. "Daddy, can we go home?"



Moonsplash glanced down at Cricketkit, purring and giving her a little nuzzle. "Hello, Cricketkit" she mewed softly, mostly to herself, as she smiled up at Echoskip happily.
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Twilightkit ignored her brother, her tiny purrs vibrating as she pressed into Honeythistle's fur, comforted by his familiar scent. She enjoyed her father much more than her brother, but Eveningkit was fine with her. She closed her eyes slightly, relaxed. She looked tiny compared to him, because she was, and she watched Eveningkit curiously. "I-It's fine Eveningkit." She mewed softly, though she smiled at her sister brightly. She was so much braver, sometimes Twilightkit envied her courage. Then again, she liked it the way it was. She was shy, Evening was brave, and Nightfall was..Nightfall. Twilightkit giggled slightly as she rubbed it in Nightfallkit's face, he was being a bit annoying.

Twilightkit was very, very confused. Why'd they leave home? Why was there another Clan? Why was the flood such a big deal? "Yeah, why'd we have to leave? Wouldn't it have just gone away?" Twilightkit asked, her eyes glowing with confusion. "Why would there be more than one Clan?" She asked, hoping her father wasn't too overwhelmed by the flood of questions. "They smell like water and something weird!" Twilightkit added. Despite being shy, she was very open with her family members. Well, besides Nightfallkit at the moment.

This place was weird. Everything smelled weird. "This place smells weird and it has water everywhere! I want to go back to ShadowClan." Twilightkit mumbled, pressing into her fathers fur as she saw a RiverClan cat outside. "And the cats are weird, what if they're mean?!" She squeaked, wanting desperately to go back to the nursery she knew.

Twilightkit glanced at her sister, worry in her eyes. What if they could NEVER go home?! She glanced up at Honeythistle, blinking. "I wanna go home too!" She mewed.
(Evening and Twilight are adorable and Nightfall is the tiny rebel.)

[vellichor]

CandyFlossCat Rubinaito Aura Random Melchester

Cricketkit lifted her tiny head. For the first time, she opened her eyes, revealing them to be a beautiful blue. She gazed up at the she cat keeping her warm and the she act with love in her eyes. She then look at the the two toms next her. After a moment of taking in the scenery, she closed her eyes again.
Moonsplash glanced down at Cricketkit, purring and giving her a little nuzzle. "Hello, Cricketkit" she mewed softly, mostly to herself, as she smiled up at Echoskip happily.


Harekit snuggled against his mother and opened his pale yellow eyes for the first time. Unlike Cricketkit, he wanted to keep them open. He looked at his mother's' tails, and turned to see his tail. As hard as he tried, he couldn't see a tail. "Momma," he said to Moonsplash. "Why don't I have a tail?" Curiosity sparkled in his pale yellow hues, as well as confusion. Everyone else had tails, so why didn't he?

[wickedvirtues]

Harekit snuggled against his mother and opened his pale yellow eyes for the first time. Unlike Cricketkit, he wanted to keep them open. He looked at his mother's' tails, and turned to see his tail. As hard as he tried, he couldn't see a tail. "Momma," he said to Moonsplash. "Why don't I have a tail?" Curiosity sparkled in his pale yellow hues, as well as confusion. Everyone else had tails, so why didn't he?

Moonsplash smiled down at Harekit warmly, still purring. They were all beginning to open their eyes. Harekit had a small, nub of a tail. Moonsplash wasn't exactly sure why, though she didn't mind it. She glanced down as he said the word, tilting her head slightly. "Yes?" She mewed. Moonsplash gave him a tiny nuzzle. "You were just born with a very special tail, Harekit" she replied, though it was a bit vague. All the other kits, and her and Echoskip, had tails. So it was sort of the truth.

[vellichor]

Moonsplash smiled down at Harekit warmly, still purring. They were all beginning to open their eyes. Harekit had a small, nub of a tail. Moonsplash wasn't exactly sure why, though she didn't mind it. She glanced down as he said the word, tilting her head slightly. "Yes?" She mewed. Moonsplash gave him a tiny nuzzle. "You were just born with a very special tail, Harekit" she replied, though it was a bit vague. All the other kits, and her and Echoskip, had tails. So it was sort of the truth.


"Really?" he asked, intrigued. He started purring, a tiny, yet loving sound. He didn't question why he had two mothers. It seemed normal. They both loved him, and that's all he knew. 'Harekit, that's my name. Harekit.' he thought, pleased. He didn't know what a "hare" was, but he liked his name.

[wickedvirtues]

"Really?" he asked, intrigued. He started purring, a tiny, yet loving sound. He didn't question why he had two mothers. It seemed normal. They both loved him, and that's all he knew. 'Harekit, that's my name. Harekit.' he thought, pleased. He didn't know what a "hare" was, but he liked his name.

"Yes" she chuckled, smiling down at him with warmth in her eyes. She hoped that, when the kits got older, they wouldn't be confused as to why they had two mothers. But for now, she just had to watch them in the nursery.

[Tigress]

Silverkit blinked. What was it? This kit didn't seem much like a RiverClanner. "Huh. I thought RiverClan cats liked this place. Are you RiverClan? What other clans are there, even?" What other clans were there? Someone had mentioned ShadowClanners in the camp, but Silverkit didn't know why. If they could come here, they couldn't be enemies. And her mother had fought enemies. So she guessed that there were more than two clans. "Wait. Are you from ShadowClan or something? I wonder what ShadowClan smells like." The young kit had no idea about the world beyond this cozy little place, where she had her mother and her friends and everything was nice and warm.

Sorry I've been away for awhile!
"Maybe Plumkit's a half blood, like half of one clan and half of another." Boulderkit suggested. He sat down and looked at Silverkit and Plumkit, waiting to hear what they said.

[Silverblue]

"Maybe," ponders Silverkit. "But I don't think it matters, as long as you get used to the smell! What smells do you like best?"

Silverkit loved the crisp, clean smell of air, the tempting aroma of fresh-kill, and the warm scent of the nursery. She didn't know any world beyond the little community gathered inside the nursery.

[22ilovewarriorcats]

Silversplash looked around the nursery she saw Snowyfur in her nest gently licking Rainkit while Artickit was hiding in her warm fluffy fur and Silver kit was happily playing with a moss ball. She laid down in a empty nest and looked at her silver belly which was round with unborn kits.

[Charmer]

"Yeah, play!" Copperkit smiled at the other kit, before a worried expression crossed his features. Did this other cat just not play that often? Oh no, what if Copperkit accidentally chose a game that the other didn't like? But that would be okay, it seemed like the tom was glad to play with him. Despite that nervous stammer - which the mixed feline would get rid of eventually. "We could pretend like we're warriors! That's always a fun game. Or, or we could play moss ball... that's fun too! Have you ever done either of those things? Do you like them?"The high speed way that the other kit had of talking was likely to overwhelm Perchkit, considering that he didn't look like he had been exposed to many cats who talked that quickly before. Or maybe he had, and they had just never ended up being friends. That wouldn't be the case with Copperkit. By the end of the day? He and Perchkit were either going to be best friends, or he was going to get away from the other kit as quickly as possible to save them both the embarrassment of being around each other for longer.
Copperkit spoke so quickly that Perchkit felt his head start to swim a little. He hadn't really played either of those games before. The only kits he's played with so far had been his sister, and all she really wanted to do was wrestle or bat at Perchkit playfully. He like the idea of being a big strong warrior, even if it was just pretend, but what if he didn't do it right and the other kit stopped wanting to play with him? "H-How do you p=play mossball?" he asked, sitting up with interest as he looked Copperkit in the eye.
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[lone]

Copperkit spoke so quickly that Perchkit felt his head start to swim a little. He hadn't really played either of those games before. The only kits he's played with so far had been his sister, and all she really wanted to do was wrestle or bat at Perchkit playfully. He like the idea of being a big strong warrior, even if it was just pretend, but what if he didn't do it right and the other kit stopped wanting to play with him? "H-How do you p=play mossball?" he asked, sitting up with interest as he looked Copperkit in the eye.
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Well, Perchkit's question caught the other cat so off guard that he stared for a while. "What are you talking about? Everyone knows how to play moss-ball!"The feline mewed. Copperkit's optics studied the other tom's face. He couldn't believe that anyone would genuinely not know what the wonderful game was. It was the best of all games... well... one of them, anyways. He watched Perchkit to look for any sign of teasing. Surely this cat knew how to play moss-ball! No kit was unknowing about that!

[Charmer]

Well, Perchkit's question caught the other cat so off guard that he stared for a while. "What are you talking about? Everyone knows how to play moss-ball!"The feline mewed. Copperkit's optics studied the other tom's face. He couldn't believe that anyone would genuinely not know what the wonderful game was. It was the best of all games... well... one of them, anyways. He watched Perchkit to look for any sign of teasing. Surely this cat knew how to play moss-ball! No kit was unknowing about that!

Perchkit looked at the other kit, unsure whether to admit he really didn't know how to play or try to play in spite of not knowing how and risk making a fool of himself. Would Copperkit even want to still play if Perchkit didn't know how. Puffing out his chest and trying to look confident for once, Perchkit answered, "Have I know. I was j-just goofing with you. I've been p-playing mossball since before I was born." Even as he said it, the little tom knew it made no sense. Still he grinned and hoped Copperkit would still want to play.

[Brilliance]

Constellation CandyFlossCat
Eveningkit looked at her brother. She hated how he was acting. It wasn't funny when he tried to play tough. And she hated it even more when he started picking on Twilightkit. Twilightkit may be a little scared by him, but Eveningkit wasn't, not one bit. She marched up to her brother with a glare and searing anger in her eyes. "Leave Twightkit alone, Nightfallkit! She then looked up at her father with admiration in her eyes. We've been behaving daddy. And we've definitely been better than Nightfallkit.," She said, looking at her brother with a smirk on her face. Eveningkit enjoyed rubbing it in her brother's face.

She was happy when her sister asked the question she was thinking. Yeah daddy, why did we have to leave? So what there was a 'flood'. We would be fine. And when you and Mothflower were saying that there was a place called Riverclan, I thought you were joking! Why does their need to be another clan when we have Shadowclan? One clan is enough! Plus, all the cats here have smelly breath! Eveningkit exclaimed.

She didn't like it here. It simply just wasn't home. She missed the farmilar pine smell. She missed all the farmilliar faces. She knew all the queens from her clan were here somewhere, but they were mixed in with unfamiliar faces. She missed the usual soft moss if her nest. She belonged in Shadowclan, not here.

Eveningkit cuddled up close to her father and looked up at him with loving, sweet innocence in her eyes. "Daddy, can we go home?"



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[COLOR="DarkOrchid"]Twilightkit ignored her brother, her tiny purrs vibrating as she pressed into Honeythistle's fur, comforted by his familiar scent. She enjoyed her father much more than her brother, but Eveningkit was fine with her. She closed her eyes slightly, relaxed. She looked tiny compared to him, because she was, and she watched Eveningkit curiously. "I-It's fine Eveningkit." She mewed softly, though she smiled at her sister brightly. She was so much braver, sometimes Twilightkit envied her courage. Then again, she liked it the way it was. She was shy, Evening was brave, and Nightfall was..Nightfall. Twilightkit giggled slightly as she rubbed it in Nightfallkit's face, he was being a bit annoying.

Twilightkit was very, very confused. Why'd they leave home? Why was there another Clan? Why was the flood such a big deal? "Yeah, why'd we have to leave? Wouldn't it have just gone away?" Twilightkit asked, her eyes glowing with confusion. "Why would there be more than one Clan?" She asked, hoping her father wasn't too overwhelmed by the flood of questions. "They smell like water and something weird!" Twilightkit added. Despite being shy, she was very open with her family members. Well, besides Nightfallkit at the moment.

This place was weird. Everything smelled weird. "This place smells weird and it has water everywhere! I want to go back to ShadowClan." Twilightkit mumbled, pressing into her fathers fur as she saw a RiverClan cat outside. "And the cats are weird, what if they're mean?!" She squeaked, wanting desperately to go back to the nursery she knew.

Twilightkit glanced at her sister, worry in her eyes. What if they could NEVER go home?! She glanced up at Honeythistle, blinking. "I wanna go home too!" She mewed.
(Evening and Twilight are adorable and Nightfall is the tiny rebel.)

Nightfallkit was displeased. His sisters were against him. Then he rolled his yellow-green orbs. Obviously they were against him. The young tom stopped chasing his father's tail, and lashed his own tail out of irritation. ''You can't tell me what to do!'' He gloated. The young tom didn't care that their father was present in the nursery with them. He always had acted him, and therefore he moved in to knock Twilightkit or Eveningkit into their side. In a way of how he played. Which was very rough. Especially when it came to his sisters since he treated them like ''one of the guys''. Albeit, Nightfallkit loved messing with Eveningkit more because she had the nerve to challenge him. Twilightkit was always the quiet one. The obedient one. The boring one, in Nightfallkit's opinion.

As the tom charged towards the two she kits, Honeythistle laid a large paw on Nightfallkit's tail, causing the young tom to trip. ''Hey!'' He scowled. ''I was on a roll here.'' Honeythistle always had the nerve to ruin his youngest son's fun. Nightfallkit immediately got up, certainly displeased but he padded up to his father at seeing his sisters curl up into the large tom.

Honeythistle had been bombarded with questions from his tiny ones. Mainly wanting to know why they left Shadowclan, and have to reside here. To be honest, Honeythistle preferred any other place as well, but on the plus side Strawberrythorn was from Riverclan. She'd be able to see her family again. Though the large tom knew that his kits were displeased with being here. Because after all, these cats were pretty fishy. ''Well...you're safe here. Shadowclan is going through a lot of... changes. And, you're alive.'' That's all that mattered. They wouldn't remember much of the flood since they were so tiny. Honeythistle dreaded seeing his kits washed away. And, it was a terrible shame because Palekit and Flykit were born within the prey. Not to mention Rosenose was pregnant.

Any time Honeythistle thought about the flood, it made him stressed. So, he avoided thinking about the flood because it made a fire blaze in him like no other. ''Listen. We're not going to be here for long. Just a while until we're given the signal that we can head home.'' He wanted to reassure them that they would be safe. They had him, they had their mother, they had their other mothers, and they had their eldest siblings. And, thinking about Sunrisedapple...where was she? Honeythistle figured she was with Stormrose to explore the new scenery.

The tom bent his head down to give his daughters nuzzles, a soft purr emitting from him as he done so. They were tiny, precious little things. Honeythistle loved his kits entirely. ''And, just so we're honest - I feel the same way about this place. It smells gross! Which is actually the smell of fish. I advise you three never to try it.'' He snorted, joking. But, it was true. He didn't want them to try the smelly prey. Strawberrythorn was fine with fish. She grew up on it. And, surely their kits would have to...taste it. That made Honeythistle cringe slightly.

Nightfallkit watched the scene unfold, inwardly vomiting at the sweet sight that his father gave to his sisters. The tom kit was not fazed, however. He found it a thrill to be here! Just to cause any trouble he could. ''I don't know why the two of you are complaining. We could be making friends here!'' He didn't care if there were mean cats because Nightfallkit could be pretty mean himself.

As much as Honeythistle wanted to reprimand his son, he did not. A part of him knew that Nightfallkit was correct. ''Don't worry. If anyone is mean to you, you better come find me, and I'll deal with them myself. But, maybe making new friends wouldn't be so bad.'' He smiled down at them. Honeythistle was quite the rough tom. But, when it came to his kits - it was hard to be tough. They brought out the sweetest, lenient side to him that no other could bring out. ''And, if the nursery gets too cramp for the three of you. I'll take you out into the clearing.''

[wickedvirtues]

Nightfallkit was displeased. His sisters were against him. Then he rolled his yellow-green orbs. Obviously they were against him. The young tom stopped chasing his father's tail, and lashed his own tail out of irritation. ''You can't tell me what to do!'' He gloated. The young tom didn't care that their father was present in the nursery with them. He always had acted him, and therefore he moved in to knock Twilightkit or Eveningkit into their side. In a way of how he played. Which was very rough. Especially when it came to his sisters since he treated them like ''one of the guys''. Albeit, Nightfallkit loved messing with Eveningkit more because she had the nerve to challenge him. Twilightkit was always the quiet one. The obedient one. The boring one, in Nightfallkit's opinion.

As the tom charged towards the two she kits, Honeythistle laid a large paw on Nightfallkit's tail, causing the young tom to trip. ''Hey!'' He scowled. ''I was on a roll here.'' Honeythistle always had the nerve to ruin his youngest son's fun. Nightfallkit immediately got up, certainly displeased but he padded up to his father at seeing his sisters curl up into the large tom.

Honeythistle had been bombarded with questions from his tiny ones. Mainly wanting to know why they left Shadowclan, and have to reside here. To be honest, Honeythistle preferred any other place as well, but on the plus side Strawberrythorn was from Riverclan. She'd be able to see her family again. Though the large tom knew that his kits were displeased with being here. Because after all, these cats were pretty fishy. ''Well...you're safe here. Shadowclan is going through a lot of... changes. And, you're alive.'' That's all that mattered. They wouldn't remember much of the flood since they were so tiny. Honeythistle dreaded seeing his kits washed away. And, it was a terrible shame because Palekit and Flykit were born within the prey. Not to mention Rosenose was pregnant.

Any time Honeythistle thought about the flood, it made him stressed. So, he avoided thinking about the flood because it made a fire blaze in him like no other. ''Listen. We're not going to be here for long. Just a while until we're given the signal that we can head home.'' He wanted to reassure them that they would be safe. They had him, they had their mother, they had their other mothers, and they had their eldest siblings. And, thinking about Sunrisedapple...where was she? Honeythistle figured she was with Stormrose to explore the new scenery.

The tom bent his head down to give his daughters nuzzles, a soft purr emitting from him as he done so. They were tiny, precious little things. Honeythistle loved his kits entirely. ''And, just so we're honest - I feel the same way about this place. It smells gross! Which is actually the smell of fish. I advise you three never to try it.'' He snorted, joking. But, it was true. He didn't want them to try the smelly prey. Strawberrythorn was fine with fish. She grew up on it. And, surely their kits would have to...taste it. That made Honeythistle cringe slightly.

Nightfallkit watched the scene unfold, inwardly vomiting at the sweet sight that his father gave to his sisters. The tom kit was not fazed, however. He found it a thrill to be here! Just to cause any trouble he could. ''I don't know why the two of you are complaining. We could be making friends here!'' He didn't care if there were mean cats because Nightfallkit could be pretty mean himself.

As much as Honeythistle wanted to reprimand his son, he did not. A part of him knew that Nightfallkit was correct. ''Don't worry. If anyone is mean to you, you better come find me, and I'll deal with them myself. But, maybe making new friends wouldn't be so bad.'' He smiled down at them. Honeythistle was quite the rough tom. But, when it came to his kits - it was hard to be tough. They brought out the sweetest, lenient side to him that no other could bring out. ''And, if the nursery gets too cramp for the three of you. I'll take you out into the clearing.''

(Sorry I had to clean *shudder*)

Twilighkit glanced at her brother, though she didn't pay him too much attention. He was always like this. She figured it was just because he was Nightfallkit. She scoffed silently at his gloat. Of course she knew that, but Honeythistle could tell him what to do. He's so annoying! Twilightkit directed the thought towards Nightfallkit, huffing slightly.She wasn't scared...kind of. She knew Nightfallkit wasn't.....cruel, in some ways, but he was rough and mean when he 'played' with them. Twilightkit was fragile and small, a bit below the height of a normal kit her age. He seemed to find enjoyment from messing with her, and Eveningkit, though he did it to her sister more often. Perhaps it was because she was more outgoing, and stood up to Nightfallkit. Twilightkit, on the other hand, was meek and didn't stand up for herself.

Twilightkit tensed as he charged towards them, her tiny claws slightly unsheathing. She wasn't going to just be trampled! Besides, he wouldn't miss one little tuft of fur. Twilightkit smiled up at her father as he placed a paw on Nightfallkit's tail, and she giggled slightly as he tripped. Twilightkit found it a fair punishment for his...however you could describe Nightfallkit. How would you describe him? Twilightkit thought, but she choose not to think too much about it. She gave him the tiniest of smiles, because even though he was annoying, they were siblings. At least, that's how she thought siblings worked. She wasn't completely sure.
She hoped her father wasn't too overwhelmed by all the questions she and Evenkit had just asked, then again, they were similar so he could answer most of them quickly. Why were they here, and why was there another Clan? ShadowClan was just fine alone! She knew one of her many mothers was from here, though. It was...er...Strawberrythrorn! She liked all her mothers, though she seemed a bit different than the others her father was mates with. I'm not gonna remember my littermates names at this rate! She thought, a bit nervous. She was open around her close family - her littermates and parents to be exact, and a few of the other kits-, but she wasn't sure if she'd like all her siblings. Not that she even knew half of them.

She felt scared any time the word 'flood' was brought up. It had to be strong to make her Clan retreat here. She also hoped she wouldn't fall in the river. That didn't sound too fun, or fun at all. "Good. It smells funny and they swim!" Twilightkit squeaked out, like it was the oddest possible thing in the world. Well, it was to her anyways. She was sure her mother and father would keep her safe, she wasn't too sure about her other family members but might as well trust them, so she wasn't that worried about being here. Maybe she could just..never leave their sides. No, that wouldn't work, that'd be annoying to them. She let out an inaudible sigh, she'd need to be independent at some point.

Twilightkit purred as Honeythistle nuzzled her. She fluffed out her pelt, looking like a tiny ball of fur, and her eyes gleamed brightly. She enjoyed her fathers company, he was nice and he had nice advice and a few stories to tell them at times. "Yeah! Fish is weird, what are those things on it that are shiny?" She asked, referring to the scales. "And where are its legs? Or paws?" Fish were nothing like frogs or mice. And they smelled funny. And they came from the water! She'd have to taste it at some point, she knew, and she didn't think she'd like it.

Twilightkit hadn't been paying too much attention to her brother, and jumped when he spoke. For once, he said something she semi-agreed with. "I guess we could." She mewed with a tiny nod, though if the kits here were like Nightfallkit, she wouldn't be making a lot of friends. She didn't need more than one Nightfallkit in her life, one was enough for all of her life.

And as much as it pained her to admit it, silently, Nightfallkit was right. She may be able to make a friend. Something she didn't really have outside her close family members. "Okay, Honeythistle!" She chirped, making a friend would actually be..interesting. Maybe they could show her around, RiverClan was much different after all. The Clearing was comforting to her in ShadowClan, but here it looked big and crowded and full of unusual and strange cats she'd never met.

[Undercover]

Socks

Ivorykit crouched in the corner of the nursery, her bi-colored eyes fixed patiently on a small black beetle crawling along the hard dirt. She dabbed one small white paw experimentally on the small insect's back and watched it scurry away on its legs. She leaned back and watched it's progress with amusement and curiosity. Her soft-furred tail flicked back in forth in concentration as she watched it explore the warm area.
The RiverClan nursery was different in some ways to the ShadowClan nursery, but she missed the familiar scents of her denmates, free from the stench of these new, unfamiliar cats. Not to menton the un-crowdedness. Ivorykit tucked her paws further beneath her slender body and passed her tongue over her lips, a habit she had yet to break.

[Socks]

Socks

Ivorykit crouched in the corner of the nursery, her bi-colored eyes fixed patiently on a small black beetle crawling along the hard dirt. She dabbed one small white paw experimentally on the small insect's back and watched it scurry away on its legs. She leaned back and watched it's progress with amusement and curiosity. Her soft-furred tail flicked back in forth in concentration as she watched it explore the warm area.
The RiverClan nursery was different in some ways to the ShadowClan nursery, but she missed the familiar scents of her denmates, free from the stench of these new, unfamiliar cats. Not to menton the un-crowdedness. Ivorykit tucked her paws further beneath her slender body and passed her tongue over her lips, a habit she had yet to break.
Stagkit roamed around the crowded nursery with much curiosity. His mother hadn't let him really explore at all since they got here, untrusting of the wet-pawed cats and protective over her less-fortunate kit. He didn't enjoy the open brightness of the camp here, sure it was covered but no way it could beat the shadowed forest of pine trees on shadowclan territory which kept the camp nice and covered with places to go and sunbathe as well.
Not to mention how he did not like how wet it was, at all. Ever since he first felt the water creeping into the Shadowclan nursery, slowly pooling around him and covering him, the feeling of swallowing more and more water and not having the voice to call out for help. He had thought it was all over until some cat pulled him away and took him here to his mother. He hated the water, why did they have to go to the wettest clan there was? Why didn't they go to Thunderclan, the cats who were most like them and hunted under the shadows of trees, hidden in the undergrowth?
With a soundless sigh, the brown tabby tom sulked deeper into the nursery when his ears pricked. He had excellent hearing and over the soft voices of kits and queens, he heard small scuttling. His head swung around until he noticed a beetle a few tail-lengths away. He hurried over excitedly, trying to pounce on the thing but it slipped through his paws and scurried away.

[Undercover]

Stagkit roamed around the crowded nursery with much curiosity. His mother hadn't let him really explore at all since they got here, untrusting of the wet-pawed cats and protective over her less-fortunate kit. He didn't enjoy the open brightness of the camp here, sure it was covered but no way it could beat the shadowed forest of pine trees on shadowclan territory which kept the camp nice and covered with places to go and sunbathe as well.
Not to mention how he did not like how wet it was, at all. Ever since he first felt the water creeping into the Shadowclan nursery, slowly pooling around him and covering him, the feeling of swallowing more and more water and not having the voice to call out for help. He had thought it was all over until some cat pulled him away and took him here to his mother. He hated the water, why did they have to go to the wettest clan there was? Why didn't they go to Thunderclan, the cats who were most like them and hunted under the shadows of trees, hidden in the undergrowth?
With a soundless sigh, the brown tabby tom sulked deeper into the nursery when his ears pricked. He had excellent hearing and over the soft voices of kits and queens, he heard small scuttling. His head swung around until he noticed a beetle a few tail-lengths away. He hurried over excitedly, trying to pounce on the thing but it slipped through his paws and scurried away.
Ivorykit's gaze was fixed on the beetle when she sensed movement behind her, led on by the sudden waft of air that lifted the ends of her white fur. She stared wide-eyed as a a tom kit attempted to pounce on the beetle. She was about to ask why he was trying to murder her play thing when she saw the insect scuttle away quickly.
Good, She thought, making sure the thing hadn't been squashed. Then the female looked closer at the kit. Ivorykit's small jaws parted as she drew in the male's scent. ShadowClan, she thought, recognizing him. Stagkit! she remembered. Although she hadn't really spent much time with the other kits, she remembered him.
"He'o" Ivorykit meowed, her tone soft and curious, no trace of anger at him for almost killing the beetle. "Wha' are you do'n?" The young female's words were slightly garbled, due to never actually hearing words spoken aloud since she was a moon, the time she truly lost her hearing. Before then, she could only distinguish certain sounds, and so only certain things had real labels to her.
Luckily, she was always surrounded by one cat or another, so nothing could take her as prey, like a passing eagle or a daring owl. Still, constant company could wear one out. She was thankful for the moments that she had alone and attempted to make the most of it, make it last as long as possible.

[Socks]

Ivorykit's gaze was fixed on the beetle when she sensed movement behind her, led on by the sudden waft of air that lifted the ends of her white fur. She stared wide-eyed as a a tom kit attempted to pounce on the beetle. She was about to ask why he was trying to murder her play thing when she saw the insect scuttle away quickly.
Good, She thought, making sure the thing hadn't been squashed. Then the female looked closer at the kit. Ivorykit's small jaws parted as she drew in the male's scent. ShadowClan, she thought, recognizing him. Stagkit! she remembered. Although she hadn't really spent much time with the other kits, she remembered him.
"He'o" Ivorykit meowed, her tone soft and curious, no trace of anger at him for almost killing the beetle. "Wha' are you do'n?" The young female's words were slightly garbled, due to never actually hearing words spoken aloud since she was a moon, the time she truly lost her hearing. Before then, she could only distinguish certain sounds, and so only certain things had real labels to her.
Luckily, she was always surrounded by one cat or another, so nothing could take her as prey, like a passing eagle or a daring owl. Still, constant company could wear one out. She was thankful for the moments that she had alone and attempted to make the most of it, make it last as long as possible.
Stagkit huffed angrily at the beetle scuttling away, pawing at it a bit more but it kept slipping between his paws. He didn't pursue it any further once it was out of reach from where he now lay. With another huff, he stuck his nose between his paws and moved his jaws in ways like he was speaking but no sound came from his throat. It made him angry, not being able to speak, it made things so difficult for him but he had to deal with it.
He hadn't noticed the she-kit until he spoke, but he barely knew it was speaking. It took a moment for the little tom to realize the other was speaking and even then he just tilted his head at her. He couldn't reply either way, so why really bother trying to think exactly what she was saying, but alas he did anyway and figured she was trying to greet him and ask what he was doing. Unable to answer, he just swished his tail in a greeting.

[Undercover]

Stagkit huffed angrily at the beetle scuttling away, pawing at it a bit more but it kept slipping between his paws. He didn't pursue it any further once it was out of reach from where he now lay. With another huff, he stuck his nose between his paws and moved his jaws in ways like he was speaking but no sound came from his throat. It made him angry, not being able to speak, it made things so difficult for him but he had to deal with it.
He hadn't noticed the she-kit until he spoke, but he barely knew it was speaking. It took a moment for the little tom to realize the other was speaking and even then he just tilted his head at her. He couldn't reply either way, so why really bother trying to think exactly what she was saying, but alas he did anyway and figured she was trying to greet him and ask what he was doing. Unable to answer, he just swished his tail in a greeting.
She watched him move his jaw in a soundless mew, then, he seemed to notice her presence. She watched as his tail swish in greeting, and then she remembered. He couldn't speak! He, like her, was missing one of the important senses for a warrior cat. Suddenly, she didn't feel so out of place. Ivorykit twitched her unhearing ears with suppressed excitement.
Maybe he would want to play?! But, as the idea struck her, she realize that it might sound to younger kit-like. Would he want to go outside this nursery and explore another clan's camp? That seemed more like something an apprentice would do. And, if she was going to be an apprentice in about a moon, she might as well discover the RiverClan clearing at least a little instead of sitting in the nursery all the time. Plus, it could be fun.
Ivorykit spotted a piece of moss a few tail-lengths away. She scampered over, hooked it on one sharp claw, and dashed back to Stagkit. She lifted the scrap of moss in the air excitedly and widened her eyes, then, after setting the scrap down, pointed with her tail directly at the exit to the warm nursery.
Then she looked him in the eyes and tilted her white furred head to the side, gesturing with her small paw for him to pick. It took a while, but hopefully he would get the point.

[lone]

Perchkit looked at the other kit, unsure whether to admit he really didn't know how to play or try to play in spite of not knowing how and risk making a fool of himself. Would Copperkit even want to still play if Perchkit didn't know how. Puffing out his chest and trying to look confident for once, Perchkit answered, "Have I know. I was j-just goofing with you. I've been p-playing mossball since before I was born." Even as he said it, the little tom knew it made no sense. Still he grinned and hoped Copperkit would still want to play.
That statement made no sense to the other kit, which was funny considering normally Copperkit was one of the most illogical felines around. He made the least amount of sense possible - but somehow, Perchkit made less. Still, the copper colored tom let out a chuckle and grinned at the other. "That's funny! You're a funny cat, Perchkit." But he still hadn't gotten a clear answer, and he was beginning to think that the other didn't know. Was that even possible? A kit not being able to play moss-ball? "Why don't we play something else, like... warriors or something? Have you ever pretended you were a warrior?" That was the most BASIC of all kit games. Copperkit was an expert in all games, and even the shy cats had played "warriors" at least once. It was a fun game! It was the best game. Or at least, it was fun and one of the best to him.

[Charmer]

That statement made no sense to the other kit, which was funny considering normally Copperkit was one of the most illogical felines around. He made the least amount of sense possible - but somehow, Perchkit made less. Still, the copper colored tom let out a chuckle and grinned at the other. "That's funny! You're a funny cat, Perchkit." But he still hadn't gotten a clear answer, and he was beginning to think that the other didn't know. Was that even possible? A kit not being able to play moss-ball? "Why don't we play something else, like... warriors or something? Have you ever pretended you were a warrior?" That was the most BASIC of all kit games. Copperkit was an expert in all games, and even the shy cats had played "warriors" at least once. It was a fun game! It was the best game. Or at least, it was fun and one of the best to him.

Funny? No one had ever told Perchkit he was funny before, but hearing it from Copperkit made him really like the feeling. I'm funny, he repeated I his mind. He liked this feeling! He wanted to feel it again. He had in fact played warriors with his siblings and did know this game. Feeling confident, Perchkit nodded. "C-can I be the leader?"

[Lilac]

CandyFlossCat Constellation


Eveningkit turned her head and gave Nightfallkit another hard look. Contradicting his thoughts, she has thought it was funny that he had the nerve to stand up to her. She didn't understand though why he always acted like he was so tough. But what Bone he had to pick, she was ready fight him back. She too found enjoyment in messing with him.

Finally she turned her head away from him and looked at her sister. She new that from the look on her face that Twlightkit was nervous. Eveningkit loved her sister so much, but she wished she would stand up for herself. She made a note to herself to teach her to stand up for herself. She wouldn't let Nightfallkit push Twilightkit around. She didn't understand though what was nerve-racking about him though. He was just a cat, and he was there brother after all, no matter how annoying he was. Silently, she brushed her tail against Twilightkit comfortingly.

Eveningkit didn't even flinch when Nightfallkit charged at them. As he neared, she prepared to charge back at him but then Honeythistle stopped him. She burst into laughter at him. She just couldn't contain her laughter as he was stopped.

Eveningkit became very interested when Honeythistle answered her question. "What do you mean by changes daddy? And why can't we be safe at home? I'm okay with a little water." Eveningkit said. It didn't cross her mind that she could be overwhelming him with questions, she just liked getting answers.

Eveningkit purred with laughter as her father talked about not liking this place either. "Why would any cat intentionally eat one of those smelly things? It makes them all smell terrible. Remind me to never try one!" She said.

She nodded as Twilightkit asked her question. Fish were so different from what they ate in Shadowclan, and so weird? Who eats food that's shiny? "Yeah! How do they walk if they don't have paws or legs? That's crazy!" She exclaimed.

When Nightfallkit spoke again, she was reluctant to listen, but she did. And she hated to even think this, but he was right. It wouldn't do them any wrong to go make some friends. "I guess it wouldn't hurt to make some friends… But we don't really know anyone here." She said.

Her eyes lit up when Honeythistle mentioned going outside to the clearing. She'd love to see what this place looked like and she was excited to get out of this terrible smelling nursery. "The clearing! Oh can we go daddy, please?" She said looking up at him with big hopeful eyes.

[Doodle]

Mulberrykit scoffed, rolling her eyes playfully. "Wrong? Phff, nah! We won't do anything wrong; we're just searching for moss!" She jumped again from excitement a grin spilling across her face. She glanced around the clearing, trying together an early start to the game. She could only see a couple small fragments of the plant; not near enough to create a ball. Hmm... there's not much moss out here... where else could there be moss? Her left eye twitched, betraying her pensive attitude. Whenever deep in thought, the kit's eye twitched slightly. It wasn't super noticeable, but it made her emotions known to those who looked close enough. Where else can moss be easily found? Oh - I know!

Mulberrykit turned back to Palekit, a mischievous gleam in her eye. "There's not much moss out here..." She tried to be discreet about her intentions, though her idea of discreet wasn't very disceeet at all. "I wonder where a bunch of moss could be..." The young she-kit giggled, keeping a close eye on the nearest den. As long as she held the upper hand, she'd make it there first and get the advantage. If Palekit knew what I was up too...! What she wanted to do wasn't in any way against the rules... she hoped. The kit wasn't sure what the official rules of RiverClan were, but she guessed they couldn't be much different from the rules of her own Clan. And if they are, I'll just pull the old 'But I didn't know!' "Oh! I know where we could find loads of moss!" She tried to position her body so she could make a break for the den. "How about we look in... the nursery!" And Mulberrykit bolted towards the den, running at full speed in an attempt to beat her friend.

(Continue in the nursery...?)
(Ah sorry, I thought I had responded to this x.x Must've gone to and then gotten distracted!)

"Good," Palekit squeaked happily, tail twirling in the air behind her. The mud she had fallen into was beginning to dry in her fur, which was extremely fluffy due to her young age. Uncomfortable with how the mud stuck to her fur, she sat and used her back paw to try and scratch it off her side, succeeding more than she had done when trying to shake it off. When she took note of the other kit looking around, she remembered that she was supposed to be searching for moss and hopped back onto her paws, head swinging back and forth as she hurriedly scanned the areas nearest to her.

When Mulberrykit turned towards her, Palekit tilted her head curiously. What was that odd look in the other she-kit's eyes? Oh! She was having trouble finding moss as well. The fluffy kit nodded her agreement, an earnest "Yeah!" coming from her. She didn't see where the young feline was taking this, so when Mulberry darted off a surprised squeak left her before she followed suit. "Hey," she shouted indignantly, running right under the paws of warriors that had been in her way. She heard their surprised meows and called back a sheepish apology before she made it into the nursery behind Mulberrykit. The dash had taken a lot of the tiny kit's energy so she stayed still for a moment, catching her breath. Then, she looked around them at their surroundings, completely oblivious to the disdainful looks the Riverclan queens were shooting her way- no doubt turning their noses up at the bit of mud still splayed down her other side. "You were right," she exclaimed to her friend. "There is a lot of moss in here." Her head tilted as she thought. "I guess this means you won, huh?"

[wickedvirtues]

CandyFlossCat Constellation


Eveningkit turned her head and gave Nightfallkit another hard look. Contradicting his thoughts, she has thought it was funny that he had the nerve to stand up to her. She didn't understand though why he always acted like he was so tough. But what Bone he had to pick, she was ready fight him back. She too found enjoyment in messing with him.

Finally she turned her head away from him and looked at her sister. She new that from the look on her face that Twlightkit was nervous. Eveningkit loved her sister so much, but she wished she would stand up for herself. She made a note to herself to teach her to stand up for herself. She wouldn't let Nightfallkit push Twilightkit around. She didn't understand though what was nerve-racking about him though. He was just a cat, and he was there brother after all, no matter how annoying he was. Silently, she brushed her tail against Twilightkit comfortingly.

Eveningkit didn't even flinch when Nightfallkit charged at them. As he neared, she prepared to charge back at him but then Honeythistle stopped him. She burst into laughter at him. She just couldn't contain her laughter as he was stopped.

Eveningkit became very interested when Honeythistle answered her question. "What do you mean by changes daddy? And why can't we be safe at home? I'm okay with a little water." Eveningkit said. It didn't cross her mind that she could be overwhelming him with questions, she just liked getting answers.

Eveningkit purred with laughter as her father talked about not liking this place either. "Why would any cat intentionally eat one of those smelly things? It makes them all smell terrible. Remind me to never try one!" She said.

She nodded as Twilightkit asked her question. Fish were so different from what they ate in Shadowclan, and so weird? Who eats food that's shiny? "Yeah! How do they walk if they don't have paws or legs? That's crazy!" She exclaimed.

When Nightfallkit spoke again, she was reluctant to listen, but she did. And she hated to even think this, but he was right. It wouldn't do them any wrong to go make some friends. "I guess it wouldn't hurt to make some friends… But we don't really know anyone here." She said.

Her eyes lit up when Honeythistle mentioned going outside to the clearing. She'd love to see what this place looked like and she was excited to get out of this terrible smelling nursery. "The clearing! Oh can we go daddy, please?" She said looking up at him with big hopeful eyes.



Twilightkit blinked, watching her siblings nervously. Would they fight? She hated it when they fought. Even if Nightfallkit was annoying, she didn't want to see him get hurt! And she didn't want Eveningkit to get hurt either! She looked up at her father, trusting he'd break up the potential fight if it did happen. Twilightkit watched, nervous, though she was glad they didn't fight.

Twilightkit probably looked more scared than she felt, though she was still nervous, but she would have defended herself...a little. Yeesh, Eveningkit really needs to teach me how she does the whole bravery thing. She thought, sighing softly. She wished she could stand up for herself like her sister did. She was just too small and innocent to talk back to him most of the time. And when she did, he just spat something back. She gave her sister a little smile as she brushed her with her tail, glad for her comfort.
Twilightkit flinched slightly, her tail curling towards her. As she watched Honeythistle stop him, her sister's laughter made her start to giggle, and eventually laugh a bit louder. He had it coming, honestly.

Twilightkit gave a little nod, indicating she wanted to know the same thing. She wanted to know how bad their camp was. It had to be bad if they couldn't go back home. She wanted to, but she also wanted to live.
"Yeah! Nothing like frog or mouse!" Twilightkit agreed, though she was curious. "The cats smell like it, too!" She whispered to Eveningkit, sticking out her tongue in playful disgust. Bleh! How long would they have to stay here?

Their food was so shiny and weird! And it was wet looking..did they eat from the river? "Honeythistle..do they come from the river?!" She squeaked, as if that was the most odd and crazy thing she'd ever heard of.

Twilightkit turned to Nightfallkit, he did have a point. They could make some friends, make the trip worth something. Nobody ever died from a friend...maybe. "We could try and find some kits?" She asked, tilting her head slightly. She'd probably turn into a stuttering mess.

Twilightkit nodded to the Clearing idea, though hesitantly. It'd be good to see what this new place looked like, after all. "I want to see it, too!" She chirped, smiling. She'd just stay close to her family and be fine!

[MaskedBandits]

(Ah sorry, I thought I had responded to this x.x Must've gone to and then gotten distracted!)

"Good," Palekit squeaked happily, tail twirling in the air behind her. The mud she had fallen into was beginning to dry in her fur, which was extremely fluffy due to her young age. Uncomfortable with how the mud stuck to her fur, she sat and used her back paw to try and scratch it off her side, succeeding more than she had done when trying to shake it off. When she took note of the other kit looking around, she remembered that she was supposed to be searching for moss and hopped back onto her paws, head swinging back and forth as she hurriedly scanned the areas nearest to her.

When Mulberrykit turned towards her, Palekit tilted her head curiously. What was that odd look in the other she-kit's eyes? Oh! She was having trouble finding moss as well. The fluffy kit nodded her agreement, an earnest "Yeah!" coming from her. She didn't see where the young feline was taking this, so when Mulberry darted off a surprised squeak left her before she followed suit. "Hey," she shouted indignantly, running right under the paws of warriors that had been in her way. She heard their surprised meows and called back a sheepish apology before she made it into the nursery behind Mulberrykit. The dash had taken a lot of the tiny kit's energy so she stayed still for a moment, catching her breath. Then, she looked around them at their surroundings, completely oblivious to the disdainful looks the Riverclan queens were shooting her way- no doubt turning their noses up at the bit of mud still splayed down her other side. "You were right," she exclaimed to her friend. "There is a lot of moss in here." Her head tilted as she thought. "I guess this means you won, huh?"


Mulberrykit barreled into the nursery full steam, so full of energy she found it hard to stop. She tried to plant her paws, to slow her momentum, but instead tripped over herself and rolled right into a queen's nest. Oops, She though for a second, but then turned her attention to trying to get back up on her paws. She was lying upside down, her belly tilted outward and her back paws splayed over the nest. Reacting quickly rather than logically, the kit squirmed, throwing her legs off of the nest. They landed with a soft thud, but then she got up and turned to look back at Palekit. Her eyebrows furrowed together when her friend claimed she'd won. No; all I did was crash into it. I haven't technically got it yet. So that's what she said.

"What? No; I haven't picked any up or made a ball yet, which means you can still win!" Mulberrykit's eyes now shone with friendliness. She was extremely competitive, yes, but not at the expense of a friend or, in this case, being called a cheater. She wanted to win fair and square, or sulk about it fair and square. Palekit didn't even get a chance! She deserves one, so I'm gonna give her one! "Let's see... since we've both already found plenty of moss, let's see who can make a mossball the fastest!" Hoping no one noticed, the kit ran over to the nearest nest and, using her tiny claws, managed to get a chunk off the nest and into her mouth. This'll do! She ran back over, separated the bundle into two pieces, and gave one to Palekit. "When I say go, try and make a mossball as fast as you can!" She crouched down, ready for the competition and hoping her friend was too."Ready? Set? Go!"

[Undercover]

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Stagkit huffed angrily at the beetle scuttling away, pawing at it a bit more but it kept slipping between his paws. He didn't pursue it any further once it was out of reach from where he now lay. With another huff, he stuck his nose between his paws and moved his jaws in ways like he was speaking but no sound came from his throat. It made him angry, not being able to speak, it made things so difficult for him but he had to deal with it.
He hadn't noticed the she-kit until he spoke, but he barely knew it was speaking. It took a moment for the little tom to realize the other was speaking and even then he just tilted his head at her. He couldn't reply either way, so why really bother trying to think exactly what she was saying, but alas he did anyway and figured she was trying to greet him and ask what he was doing. Unable to answer, he just swished his tail in a greeting.

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She watched him move his jaw in a soundless mew, then, he seemed to notice her presence. She watched as his tail swish in greeting, and then she remembered. He couldn't speak! He, like her, was missing one of the important senses for a warrior cat. Suddenly, she didn't feel so out of place. Ivorykit twitched her unhearing ears with suppressed excitement.
Maybe he would want to play?! But, as the idea struck her, she realize that it might sound to younger kit-like. Would he want to go outside this nursery and explore another clan's camp? That seemed more like something an apprentice would do. And, if she was going to be an apprentice in about a moon, she might as well discover the RiverClan clearing at least a little instead of sitting in the nursery all the time. Plus, it could be fun.
Ivorykit spotted a piece of moss a few tail-lengths away. She scampered over, hooked it on one sharp claw, and dashed back to Stagkit. She lifted the scrap of moss in the air excitedly and widened her eyes, then, after setting the scrap down, pointed with her tail directly at the exit to the warm nursery.
Then she looked him in the eyes and tilted her white furred head to the side, gesturing with her small paw for him to pick. It took a while, but hopefully he would get the point.

Bumping For Socks

[Captain]

Scarwings | starfall | Constellation | Boulder | Foggy22 | Mystical
It was uncertain to the black-furred warrior when it came to knowing how long the birth had gone on for, but throughout all the pain and stress that ensued from it - his beloved mate had gotten through it and he had been by her side with every second until the very end. “You did wonderful, my love..” He murmured, giving Talonfang a gentle nuzzle as he rested his chin on her back ever so gently, making sure to be quiet and soothing towards her after the long birthing. His icy blue-hued eyes, however, would not stray far from the sight the laid before him. Five, small bundles laid against one another in front of their mother’s belly, all ranging in size and appearance when it came to their fur patterns. He could see a small bit of him and his mate in each one of them, a smile never leaving his maw as he realized something - he was a father. Sproutwhisker was finally a father to five healthy kittens. A tear slipped from his eye at the thought and he purred as he grew emotional at this realization, never even thinking he would be apart of a family like this ever in his lifetime. “They’re all so beautiful..” He whispered to his mate, hearing tiny speaks and purrs coming from them now and then. It was a beautiful day outside and the tom couldn’t ask for a better time for their children to be birthed.

[SacredMadness]

Scarwings | starfall | Constellation | Boulder | Foggy22 | Mystical
It was uncertain to the black-furred warrior when it came to knowing how long the birth had gone on for, but throughout all the pain and stress that ensued from it - his beloved mate had gotten through it and he had been by her side with every second until the very end. “You did wonderful, my love..” He murmured, giving Talonfang a gentle nuzzle as he rested his chin on her back ever so gently, making sure to be quiet and soothing towards her after the long birthing. His icy blue-hued eyes, however, would not stray far from the sight the laid before him. Five, small bundles laid against one another in front of their mother’s belly, all ranging in size and appearance when it came to their fur patterns. He could see a small bit of him and his mate in each one of them, a smile never leaving his maw as he realized something - he was a father. Sproutwhisker was finally a father to five healthy kittens. A tear slipped from his eye at the thought and he purred as he grew emotional at this realization, never even thinking he would be apart of a family like this ever in his lifetime. “They’re all so beautiful..” He whispered to his mate, hearing tiny speaks and purrs coming from them now and then. It was a beautiful day outside and the tom couldn’t ask for a better time for their children to be birthed.
A deep purr rumble from Talonfang's throat. She was exhausted but couldn't help feeling energetic about the kits arrival. She groomed each and every one of them. "Like you," she replied back. She nuzzled him and curled her tail around the kits, to keep them safe and warm. They were wonderful. Talonfang never thought she'd see the day that she'd have a mate and kits.

[Captain]

A deep purr rumble from Talonfang's throat. She was exhausted but couldn't help feeling energetic about the kits arrival. She groomed each and every one of them. "Like you," she replied back. She nuzzled him and curled her tail around the kits, to keep them safe and warm. They were wonderful. Talonfang never thought she'd see the day that she'd have a mate and kits.
“What would you like to name them?” The black-furred warrior murmured to his mate, looking down at the tiny bodies with a softened smile. There were three males and two females among the litter, some having more black in their pelts than others and some looking bigger than a few - no matter their differences, he loved them all the same. He bent down and gently nudged one of the tom-kittens, a gentle purr coming from him. “I think this little fella should be named Beechkit.” Sproutwhisker said, noting how their fur was almost completely white except for some black spots on their face and muzzle, “Does that sound like a nice name for them?” He smiled at Talonfang, a certain warmth and overjoyed happiness within his gentle blue-gaze.

[SacredMadness]

“What would you like to name them?” The black-furred warrior murmured to his mate, looking down at the tiny bodies with a softened smile. There were three males and two females among the litter, some having more black in their pelts than others and some looking bigger than a few - no matter their differences, he loved them all the same. He bent down and gently nudged one of the tom-kittens, a gentle purr coming from him. “I think this little fella should be named Beechkit.” Sproutwhisker said, noting how their fur was almost completely white except for some black spots on their face and muzzle, “Does that sound like a nice name for them?” He smiled at Talonfang, a certain warmth and overjoyed happiness within his gentle blue-gaze.
Talonfang nodded and nudged another kit, "This one could be Jaguarkit," she licked them and tears of joy started to form.

[Captain]

Talonfang nodded and nudged another kit, "This one could be Jaguarkit," she licked them and tears of joy started to form.
A softened chuckle rumbled from the black-furred male as he licked the small tom-kit that his mate had named. “He does look like a proud little hunter, a fierce jaguar without a doubt.” Sproutwhisker mentioned, looking to the third male among the litter, sniffing him now, “I think his name should be... Wavekit..” The warrior remarked, his whiskers twitching. With the three males now named, he now turned to look down at the two she-kits, smiling down at his precious daughters. “What would you like to name your beautiful daughters?” He asked Talonfang, giving the pair of them a few gentle licks of his rough tongue to make sure they kept warm and safe against their mother. He then nuzzled his mate, wiping away her tears with a smile as he kept back his own emotions now.

[SacredMadness]

A softened chuckle rumbled from the black-furred male as he licked the small tom-kit that his mate had named. “He does look like a proud little hunter, a fierce jaguar without a doubt.” Sproutwhisker mentioned, looking to the third male among the litter, sniffing him now, “I think his name should be... Wavekit..” The warrior remarked, his whiskers twitching. With the three males now named, he now turned to look down at the two she-kits, smiling down at his precious daughters. “What would you like to name your beautiful daughters?” He asked Talonfang, giving the pair of them a few gentle licks of his rough tongue to make sure they kept warm and safe against their mother. He then nuzzled his mate, wiping away her tears with a smile as he kept back his own emotions now.
Talonfang purred loudly and nosed each of them, "Pitchkit, and Spottedkit," she confirmed. She was overjoyed but exhausted so she let her head lay down on the nest. Who knew giving birth was so tiring?

[Doodle]

Mulberrykit barreled into the nursery full steam, so full of energy she found it hard to stop. She tried to plant her paws, to slow her momentum, but instead tripped over herself and rolled right into a queen's nest. Oops, She though for a second, but then turned her attention to trying to get back up on her paws. She was lying upside down, her belly tilted outward and her back paws splayed over the nest. Reacting quickly rather than logically, the kit squirmed, throwing her legs off of the nest. They landed with a soft thud, but then she got up and turned to look back at Palekit. Her eyebrows furrowed together when her friend claimed she'd won. No; all I did was crash into it. I haven't technically got it yet. So that's what she said.

"What? No; I haven't picked any up or made a ball yet, which means you can still win!" Mulberrykit's eyes now shone with friendliness. She was extremely competitive, yes, but not at the expense of a friend or, in this case, being called a cheater. She wanted to win fair and square, or sulk about it fair and square. Palekit didn't even get a chance! She deserves one, so I'm gonna give her one! "Let's see... since we've both already found plenty of moss, let's see who can make a mossball the fastest!" Hoping no one noticed, the kit ran over to the nearest nest and, using her tiny claws, managed to get a chunk off the nest and into her mouth. This'll do! She ran back over, separated the bundle into two pieces, and gave one to Palekit. "When I say go, try and make a mossball as fast as you can!" She crouched down, ready for the competition and hoping her friend was too."Ready? Set? Go!"

Watching her friend, Palekit couldn't help but laugh as the other rolled into a nest, using a paw to stifle her giggles. As soon as she thought that maybe her laughter would hurt Mulberrykit's feelings, however, the young she-kit stopped, instead calling out a timid, "Are you okay?" She inched closer to the other feline, pale green eyes rolling over Mulberry to check for any injuries- she had gotten a scratch from a thorn once, and there had been this stuff called blood. That wasn't fun one bit. But her friend seemed fine, and Palekit gave her a small smile.

"Really? I can?" She questioned the other excitedly, giving a small hop in her spot. Palekit gave an attentive nod when Mulberrykit explained the new rules- all she'd have to do was make a moss ball quicker! That'd be fun; though, she'd never made a moss ball herself so she wasn't sure she'd be the winner. That was fine with her, though, as she'd be having fun with her new friend regardless. The she-kit eagerly grabbed a piece of the moss and prepared herself, happiness gleaming in her eyes. Something so simple, such as having a friend to play with, simply made the young cat's day. As soon as Mulberrykit shouted out the command, the fluffy kit got going, first trying to roll the moss in order to make a ball- but it wasn't fully sticking, and she wasn't sure exactly how everyone got it to stay! Frustrated, Palekit sat back up and stared down at her clump of moss with a disdainful huff.

[Foggy22]

Scarwings | starfall | Constellation | Boulder | Foggy22 | Mystical
It was uncertain to the black-furred warrior when it came to knowing how long the birth had gone on for, but throughout all the pain and stress that ensued from it - his beloved mate had gotten through it and he had been by her side with every second until the very end. “You did wonderful, my love..” He murmured, giving Talonfang a gentle nuzzle as he rested his chin on her back ever so gently, making sure to be quiet and soothing towards her after the long birthing. His icy blue-hued eyes, however, would not stray far from the sight the laid before him. Five, small bundles laid against one another in front of their mother’s belly, all ranging in size and appearance when it came to their fur patterns. He could see a small bit of him and his mate in each one of them, a smile never leaving his maw as he realized something - he was a father. Sproutwhisker was finally a father to five healthy kittens. A tear slipped from his eye at the thought and he purred as he grew emotional at this realization, never even thinking he would be apart of a family like this ever in his lifetime. “They’re all so beautiful..” He whispered to his mate, hearing tiny speaks and purrs coming from them now and then. It was a beautiful day outside and the tom couldn’t ask for a better time for their children to be birthed.
The she-kit mewed, scrambling to get closer to her mother's belly. Her siblings wiggled around her, and she was very cozy with their bodies pressing against her's. She mewed once more, and then latched on to her mother' belly, purring happily.

A deep purr rumble from Talonfang's throat. She was exhausted but couldn't help feeling energetic about the kits arrival. She groomed each and every one of them. "Like you," she replied back. She nuzzled him and curled her tail around the kits, to keep them safe and warm. They were wonderful. Talonfang never thought she'd see the day that she'd have a mate and kits.
“What would you like to name them?” The black-furred warrior murmured to his mate, looking down at the tiny bodies with a softened smile. There were three males and two females among the litter, some having more black in their pelts than others and some looking bigger than a few - no matter their differences, he loved them all the same. He bent down and gently nudged one of the tom-kittens, a gentle purr coming from him. “I think this little fella should be named Beechkit.” Sproutwhisker said, noting how their fur was almost completely white except for some black spots on their face and muzzle, “Does that sound like a nice name for them?” He smiled at Talonfang, a certain warmth and overjoyed happiness within his gentle blue-gaze.

Talonfang nodded and nudged another kit, "This one could be Jaguarkit," she licked them and tears of joy started to form.
A softened chuckle rumbled from the black-furred male as he licked the small tom-kit that his mate had named. “He does look like a proud little hunter, a fierce jaguar without a doubt.” Sproutwhisker mentioned, looking to the third male among the litter, sniffing him now, “I think his name should be... Wavekit..” The warrior remarked, his whiskers twitching. With the three males now named, he now turned to look down at the two she-kits, smiling down at his precious daughters. “What would you like to name your beautiful daughters?” He asked Talonfang, giving the pair of them a few gentle licks of his rough tongue to make sure they kept warm and safe against their mother. He then nuzzled his mate, wiping away her tears with a smile as he kept back his own emotions now.
The she-kit's ears pricked up slightly as her three brothers were named. My turn next! she thought. She wondered what she would be called, and what her sister would be called.

Talonfang purred loudly and nosed each of them, "Pitchkit, and Spottedkit," she confirmed. She was overjoyed but exhausted so she let her head lay down on the nest. Who knew giving birth was so tiring?
Spottedkit! I like that name! she wondered happily, and kept nursing. And Pitchkit! She couldn't wait until she opened her eyes.

[Socks]

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Stagkit huffed angrily at the beetle scuttling away, pawing at it a bit more but it kept slipping between his paws. He didn't pursue it any further once it was out of reach from where he now lay. With another huff, he stuck his nose between his paws and moved his jaws in ways like he was speaking but no sound came from his throat. It made him angry, not being able to speak, it made things so difficult for him but he had to deal with it.
He hadn't noticed the she-kit until he spoke, but he barely knew it was speaking. It took a moment for the little tom to realize the other was speaking and even then he just tilted his head at her. He couldn't reply either way, so why really bother trying to think exactly what she was saying, but alas he did anyway and figured she was trying to greet him and ask what he was doing. Unable to answer, he just swished his tail in a greeting.

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She watched him move his jaw in a soundless mew, then, he seemed to notice her presence. She watched as his tail swish in greeting, and then she remembered. He couldn't speak! He, like her, was missing one of the important senses for a warrior cat. Suddenly, she didn't feel so out of place. Ivorykit twitched her unhearing ears with suppressed excitement.
Maybe he would want to play?! But, as the idea struck her, she realize that it might sound to younger kit-like. Would he want to go outside this nursery and explore another clan's camp? That seemed more like something an apprentice would do. And, if she was going to be an apprentice in about a moon, she might as well discover the RiverClan clearing at least a little instead of sitting in the nursery all the time. Plus, it could be fun.
Ivorykit spotted a piece of moss a few tail-lengths away. She scampered over, hooked it on one sharp claw, and dashed back to Stagkit. She lifted the scrap of moss in the air excitedly and widened her eyes, then, after setting the scrap down, pointed with her tail directly at the exit to the warm nursery.
Then she looked him in the eyes and tilted her white furred head to the side, gesturing with her small paw for him to pick. It took a while, but hopefully he would get the point.

Bumping For Socks
(My apologies)

Stagkit watched the other scamper around with silence, not understanding what she was trying to say. He batted at the moss out of instinct when he couldn't figure out exactly what the other meant. He guessed she wanted to play, so after he batted the moss between his paws a bit he flicked it over the white she-kit before him.
He stood up from his spot and moved back a tail length before sitting down and facing Ivorykit so there was distance between them as they played. He wished they could talk, but his voice had never existed and the other no longer could hear the world around her.

[Undercover]

(My apologies)

Stagkit watched the other scamper around with silence, not understanding what she was trying to say. He batted at the moss out of instinct when he couldn't figure out exactly what the other meant. He guessed she wanted to play, so after he batted the moss between his paws a bit he flicked it over the white she-kit before him.
He stood up from his spot and moved back a tail length before sitting down and facing Ivorykit so there was distance between them as they played. He wished they could talk, but his voice had never existed and the other no longer could hear the world around her.

(No worries)
As Ivorykit waited for him to choose, she licked one delicate paw and drew it over her soft fur where she could feel a piece of dirt. Being dirty bugged her almost as much as not being able to hear. She grinned as he batted te moss ball. The young kit across from her had chosen her favorite game ever! Mossball! With an excited squeak, the female kit pounced on the scrap. She speared the piece with her tiny claw and flung it at him.
Ivorykit's eyes sparkled as she watched the moss tumble toward Stagkit. She stayed on her paws, hopping from place to place. Moss ball's funl The female thought with happiness, all focus on the beetle gone.

((I was listening to the song I Want Crazy by Hunter Hayes, and was like, this is totally them!))

[Captain]

The she-kit mewed, scrambling to get closer to her mother's belly. Her siblings wiggled around her, and she was very cozy with their bodies pressing against her's. She mewed once more, and then latched on to her mother' belly, purring happily.
The she-kit's ears pricked up slightly as her three brothers were named. My turn next! she thought. She wondered what she would be called, and what her sister would be called.
Spottedkit! I like that name! she wondered happily, and kept nursing. And Pitchkit! She couldn't wait until she opened her eyes.
Sproutwhisker couldn’t help but have another warm smile appear on his maw as he watched his children under a watchful eye. “I think this one likes her name, dear.” He chuckled, his tone soft and gentle to even the tiniest of ears as he bent down and sniffed one of his daughters, named Spottedkit now, “Something tells me she’s a listener, one who uses her ears quite well - the trait of a fine huntress in the making, but also a respectable student for a mentor one day.” The male purred happily, giving the tiny female a small lick across her forehead. “Now, now, little one, make sure to get plenty of milk from your mother and get some rest,” Sproutwhisker said as he gave the she-kit a small nudge of his nose to make sure she nursed enough from her momma’s belly. He would a little overprotective of them at times, no doubt, but it would be okay for now since they were all so helpless and vulnerable - as a father to them, his kittens deserved the best of the best. The black-furred tom uttered a small yawn and nuzzled each one of the five kittens before resting his head on the back his mate, slowly shutting his eyes to sneak in a small nap at the time.

[Brilliance]

Talonfang purred loudly and nosed each of them, "Pitchkit, and Spottedkit," she confirmed. She was overjoyed but exhausted so she let her head lay down on the nest. Who knew giving birth was so tiring?
A softened chuckle rumbled from the black-furred male as he licked the small tom-kit that his mate had named. “He does look like a proud little hunter, a fierce jaguar without a doubt.” Sproutwhisker mentioned, looking to the third male among the litter, sniffing him now, “I think his name should be... Wavekit..” The warrior remarked, his whiskers twitching. With the three males now named, he now turned to look down at the two she-kits, smiling down at his precious daughters. “What would you like to name your beautiful daughters?” He asked Talonfang, giving the pair of them a few gentle licks of his rough tongue to make sure they kept warm and safe against their mother. He then nuzzled his mate, wiping away her tears with a smile as he kept back his own emotions now.
The she-kit mewed, scrambling to get closer to her mother's belly. Her siblings wiggled around her, and she was very cozy with their bodies pressing against her's. She mewed once more, and then latched on to her mother' belly, purring happily.

The she-kit's ears pricked up slightly as her three brothers were named. My turn next! she thought. She wondered what she would be called, and what her sister would be called.

Spottedkit! I like that name! she wondered happily, and kept nursing. And Pitchkit! She couldn't wait until she opened her eyes.

Everything was pitch black. No sound. Sound had a color. It was black. The newly named kit obvious didn't know his name. Nor, would he ever know his name. But, he was a rather big kit, soft, sleek black fur, damp from his parents' affection whom he could not see or hear of their loving conversation to the five beauties that they awaited. But, he could feel. His touch was powerful. He nosed the luscious fur of his mother, sniffing at her scent to the familiarity of her. Then, he latched on, drinking the substance of white goodness that flowed down his tongue. Oh, he could get used to this. This was great. This was wonderful. It wasn't bad at all! He used both his paws to knead her belly, pushing over any other kit that dared to get in his way. It was as if he were being territorial and didn't want to share.

starfall | Mystical | Boulder

[SacredMadness]

Sproutwhisker couldn’t help but have another warm smile appear on his maw as he watched his children under a watchful eye. “I think this one likes her name, dear.” He chuckled, his tone soft and gentle to even the tiniest of ears as he bent down and sniffed one of his daughters, named Spottedkit now, “Something tells me she’s a listener, one who uses her ears quite well - the trait of a fine huntress in the making, but also a respectable student for a mentor one day.” The male purred happily, giving the tiny female a small lick across her forehead. “Now, now, little one, make sure to get plenty of milk from your mother and get some rest,” Sproutwhisker said as he gave the she-kit a small nudge of his nose to make sure she nursed enough from her momma’s belly. He would a little overprotective of them at times, no doubt, but it would be okay for now since they were all so helpless and vulnerable - as a father to them, his kittens deserved the best of the best. The black-furred tom uttered a small yawn and nuzzled each one of the five kittens before resting his head on the back his mate, slowly shutting his eyes to sneak in a small nap at the time.




Everything was pitch black. No sound. Sound had a color. It was black. The newly named kit obvious didn't know his name. Nor, would he ever know his name. But, he was a rather big kit, soft, sleek black fur, damp from his parents' affection whom he could not see or hear of their loving conversation to the five beauties that they awaited. But, he could feel. His touch was powerful. He nosed the luscious fur of his mother, sniffing at her scent to the familiarity of her. Then, he latched on, drinking the substance of white goodness that flowed down his tongue. Oh, he could get used to this. This was great. This was wonderful. It wasn't bad at all! He used both his paws to knead her belly, pushing over any other kit that dared to get in his way. It was as if he were being territorial and didn't want to share.

starfall | Mystical | Boulder

Scarwings | starfall | Constellation | Boulder | Foggy22 | Mystical
It was uncertain to the black-furred warrior when it came to knowing how long the birth had gone on for, but throughout all the pain and stress that ensued from it - his beloved mate had gotten through it and he had been by her side with every second until the very end. “You did wonderful, my love..” He murmured, giving Talonfang a gentle nuzzle as he rested his chin on her back ever so gently, making sure to be quiet and soothing towards her after the long birthing. His icy blue-hued eyes, however, would not stray far from the sight the laid before him. Five, small bundles laid against one another in front of their mother’s belly, all ranging in size and appearance when it came to their fur patterns. He could see a small bit of him and his mate in each one of them, a smile never leaving his maw as he realized something - he was a father. Sproutwhisker was finally a father to five healthy kittens. A tear slipped from his eye at the thought and he purred as he grew emotional at this realization, never even thinking he would be apart of a family like this ever in his lifetime. “They’re all so beautiful..” He whispered to his mate, hearing tiny speaks and purrs coming from them now and then. It was a beautiful day outside and the tom couldn’t ask for a better time for their children to be birthed.
The she-kit mewed, scrambling to get closer to her mother's belly. Her siblings wiggled around her, and she was very cozy with their bodies pressing against her's. She mewed once more, and then latched on to her mother' belly, purring happily.




The she-kit's ears pricked up slightly as her three brothers were named. My turn next! she thought. She wondered what she would be called, and what her sister would be called.

Spottedkit! I like that name! she wondered happily, and kept nursing. And Pitchkit! She couldn't wait until she opened her eyes.
Talonfang purred and nodded tiredly. She was exhausted and soon fell fast asleep.

[Cosmo]

Scarwings | starfall | Constellation | Boulder | Foggy22 | The Little Robin

Pitchkit's fur was pitch black, so was her view. The darkness was consuming her. Eating her. But really, Pitchkit enjoyed it. The darkness, it was beautiful. Black and unseeing. Amazing. She was almost terrified that her eyes would have to open at some point. Revealing colors brighter than darkness. Black, silver, gray, they were all okay. But bright colors such as lime, yellow and pink did not appeal to the young molly. She was perfectly content unseeing. Sadly gold edged her view, which was why Pitchkit tried to focus her gaze (or what she had of it) on a dark black spot with no other color. So, in single to her beautiful black color, she purred and did not wail. Then moved towards the milky smell of her mother, and began to suckle.

[Boulder]

Mystical | starfall | Scarwings | Constellation | Foggy22 | The Little Robin |

The newborn rested still as he inhaled the oxygen, the air that filled the nursery. He kept still for several seconds. When he came out, he was scared. Scared that that could have been death instead of life. He just- couldn't see anything, and couldn't hear anything. But still, he felt the presence of something, something big who was lurking in the shadows and the corners of his eyes. Still, he was entangled by its warmth. He was cold, and the overcoming wave of heat made him let out a small squeak. He tried to move. In this new world, it wasn't easy going around, with such chubby legs and small body. Back in the liquid he was in, he didn't have to move that much. But now he had to crawl towards the warmth. The heat who would assure his survival, at least for now. He stumbled a few times, not even managing to make his belly raise at half an inch from the floor. Oh, another thing. The floor. He wasn't watery and soft like the one that was around him back in the womb. It was cold and not soft at all. Finally, his nose reached something. What was that? The kit pressed his muzzle against something soft, and who seemed as small as him. Was that the presence he felt? But no... there were others, and still the big, giant presences he felt. Soon, he was being pushed into the warm embrace (?) Of something warm, and bigger. Perhaps that was the Big Presence? He couldn't figure it out that something touched his back. He meowed scared, pushing himself against the warm surface. He felt something on the tip of his nose. He tried to lick it with his small tongue. Hm. It tasted good. Beechkit sniffed around the Big Presence and found other. It made his belly full. And that was good right? The young kit began to drink it the best he could, finally relaxing a bit.

[MaskedBandits]

Watching her friend, Palekit couldn't help but laugh as the other rolled into a nest, using a paw to stifle her giggles. As soon as she thought that maybe her laughter would hurt Mulberrykit's feelings, however, the young she-kit stopped, instead calling out a timid, "Are you okay?" She inched closer to the other feline, pale green eyes rolling over Mulberry to check for any injuries- she had gotten a scratch from a thorn once, and there had been this stuff called blood. That wasn't fun one bit. But her friend seemed fine, and Palekit gave her a small smile.

"Really? I can?" She questioned the other excitedly, giving a small hop in her spot. Palekit gave an attentive nod when Mulberrykit explained the new rules- all she'd have to do was make a moss ball quicker! That'd be fun; though, she'd never made a moss ball herself so she wasn't sure she'd be the winner. That was fine with her, though, as she'd be having fun with her new friend regardless. The she-kit eagerly grabbed a piece of the moss and prepared herself, happiness gleaming in her eyes. Something so simple, such as having a friend to play with, simply made the young cat's day. As soon as Mulberrykit shouted out the command, the fluffy kit got going, first trying to roll the moss in order to make a ball- but it wasn't fully sticking, and she wasn't sure exactly how everyone got it to stay! Frustrated, Palekit sat back up and stared down at her clump of moss with a disdainful huff.


Mulberrykit set her paws to work once she shouted the command. Being honest, she wasn't exactly sure how to make a mossball, but that wasn't on her mind at the time. What was instead was that she needed to be faster, swifter, than Palekit, and she was confident she could do so... in fact, she may have been overconfident. It's just rolling moss into a ball. It can't be that hard; queens and warriors do it all the time! Compared to other things the kit had thought of doing, such as sneaking into the apprentice's den or even out of camp entirely, the task at paw should've been easy.

Yeah, right.

Mulberrykit tried Palekit's tactic first. She rolled the moss along the nursery floor, hoping the shape would appear and stick together. Quite the opposite happened; the rolling and pushing only made the moss lose it's shape, turning into a piece of abstract art versus a mossball ready for play. The kit narrowed her eyes in confusion, stopping what she was doing to think. Hmm... there must be some other way to win this.... After pondering her options, the she-kit decided to try and pat the moss back into a more rounded shape, keeping her claws and teeth sheathed. She sat by the clump and used her forepaws to try and structure it into the position she wanted, making sure that she didn't rip it with her claws and teeth. If this doesn't work, I'm out of options!

(Gah, sorry for such a late response! My week's been really busy lately :soloballoon:)

[Risenphoenix]

The scent of fresh-kill would herald Cloudsong's approach to the nursery not long before the sleek Queen slid inside, a water vole and a pair of mice dangling by their tails from her mouth, a gleam of pride in her amber eyes at her successful hunt, though the tiredness that made her muscles tremble betrayed just how long the hunt had taken and how far along RiverClan's hunting grounds the ShadowClan cat had to trek to find the three plump rodents.

A purr rumbled in her throat as she set the fresh-kill down, watching her kits with an affectionate gaze as she settled in her nest, going about grooming her fur as her tail-tip flicked, "Be careful of the smaller kits while you're having your games, little ones." She cautioned, but there was no sternness to her tone that would halt their play, her voice kind and gentle as it ever was when talking to the kits in the nursery, be they her own or another queen's.

[Captain]

Talonfang purred and nodded tiredly. She was exhausted and soon fell fast asleep.
Sproutwhisker’s calming blue-hued gaze flickered open as he admitted a widened yawn as he slowly, but surely, awoke from his shortened nap. His head was still gently rested on the back of his beloved mate, her soft fur and comforting scent making him feel rather relaxed in a sense. He glanced over at her with a softened smile, nuzzling Talonfang ever so lovingly before his gaze drifted down to the five little bundles that they had been gifted with, seeing some of them mewing slightly as they suckled from their mother’s belly, while others slept soundly with their tiny chests rising up and down. The black-furred tom couldn’t help but thank the stars above over and over again for the wonderful life he was given - the precious family that he was able to have now thanks to many cats in his life that saw him, not as a mangy outsider, but as a kindhearted tom looking for a home. “What did I do to become so lucky?” He murmured to himself, out loud, as he buried his muzzle into his mate’s neck, smiling slightly as the quiet purrs and mews of their kittens hummed in his ears softly as his eyes closed yet again, resting there with his loved ones.

[SacredMadness]

Sproutwhisker’s calming blue-hued gaze flickered open as he admitted a widened yawn as he slowly, but surely, awoke from his shortened nap. His head was still gently rested on the back of his beloved mate, her soft fur and comforting scent making him feel rather relaxed in a sense. He glanced over at her with a softened smile, nuzzling Talonfang ever so lovingly before his gaze drifted down to the five little bundles that they had been gifted with, seeing some of them mewing slightly as they suckled from their mother’s belly, while others slept soundly with their tiny chests rising up and down. The black-furred tom couldn’t help but thank the stars above over and over again for the wonderful life he was given - the precious family that he was able to have now thanks to many cats in his life that saw him, not as a mangy outsider, but as a kindhearted tom looking for a home. “What did I do to become so lucky?” He murmured to himself, out loud, as he buried his muzzle into his mate’s neck, smiling slightly as the quiet purrs and mews of their kittens hummed in his ears softly as his eyes closed yet again, resting there with his loved ones.
Talonfang woke up yawning, catching only a bit of what Sproutwhisker had said. She looked up drowsily and smiled at her kits. Beautiful she thought. She looked towards the sky and sent a silent prayer to Ripplewhisker, Ill take good care of Sproutwhisker and our kits, don't you fret! She groomed them, careful not to rouse Sproutwhisker.

[Undercover]

(No worries)
As Ivorykit waited for him to choose, she licked one delicate paw and drew it over her soft fur where she could feel a piece of dirt. Being dirty bugged her almost as much as not being able to hear. She grinned as he batted te moss ball. The young kit across from her had chosen her favorite game ever! Mossball! With an excited squeak, the female kit pounced on the scrap. She speared the piece with her tiny claw and flung it at him.
Ivorykit's eyes sparkled as she watched the moss tumble toward Stagkit. She stayed on her paws, hopping from place to place. Moss ball's funl The female thought with happiness, all focus on the beetle gone.

((I was listening to the song I Want Crazy by Hunter Hayes, and was like, this is totally them!))
Bumpy for Socks

[Captain]

Talonfang woke up yawning, catching only a bit of what Sproutwhisker had said. She looked up drowsily and smiled at her kits. Beautiful she thought. She looked towards the sky and sent a silent prayer to Ripplewhisker, Ill take good care of Sproutwhisker and our kits, don't you fret! She groomed them, careful not to rouse Sproutwhisker.
The black-furred male gave another yawn, stirring from his lightened slumber once more, watching as his beloved mate groomed their kittens. “Would you like me to get you something to eat, love?” He offered, giving the she-cat a gentle nuzzle, “You must be rather hungry from being kept inside with the little ones.” Sproutwhisker would do his best to stay on top of taking care of his family - it was his most important responsibility right now and he promised the stars above that he wouldn’t mess up anything. His whiskers twitched contently as he gazed down at the tiny mewling kittens in front of them. It would still be awhile until they’d open their eyes and see the world, but the new father was so excited for the future and seeing them grow up before him.

[SacredMadness]

The black-furred male gave another yawn, stirring from his lightened slumber once more, watching as his beloved mate groomed their kittens. “Would you like me to get you something to eat, love?” He offered, giving the she-cat a gentle nuzzle, “You must be rather hungry from being kept inside with the little ones.” Sproutwhisker would do his best to stay on top of taking care of his family - it was his most important responsibility right now and he promised the stars above that he wouldn’t mess up anything. His whiskers twitched contently as he gazed down at the tiny mewling kittens in front of them. It would still be awhile until they’d open their eyes and see the world, but the new father was so excited for the future and seeing them grow up before him.

Talonfang grinned with kit mischief in her eyes. "A vole would be nice if you don't mind." She said. She groomed the kits once more and looked up at him with innocent eyes. She had an idea in mind. It was surprise for her mate and her kittens when they were born. (I'm currently working on it now)

[Captain]

Talonfang grinned with kit mischief in her eyes. "A vole would be nice if you don't mind." She said. She groomed the kits once more and looked up at him with innocent eyes. She had an idea in mind. It was surprise for her mate and her kittens when they were born. (I'm currently working on it now)
“Your wish is my command, my beloved queen.” The male murmured, giving her an affectionate lick on the cheek before standing up and smiling at his family before heading out of the Nursery and into the clearing to fetch his mate a plump vole so that she could stay healthy and happy. Sproutwhisker was in a happy, content mood this morning and would do anything to keep his family as happy as he was now. He hummed to himself as he left Talonfang alone with their kittens, his tail swishing behind him with each step that he now took.

[SacredMadness]

“Your wish is my command, my beloved queen.” The male murmured, giving her an affectionate lick on the cheek before standing up and smiling at his family before heading out of the Nursery and into the clearing to fetch his mate a plump vole so that she could stay healthy and happy. Sproutwhisker was in a happy, content mood this morning and would do anything to keep his family as happy as he was now. He hummed to himself as he left Talonfang alone with their kittens, his tail swishing behind him with each step that he now took.
Talonfang gently got up from her kits and licked them before moving an inch or two from the nest. She drew a claw and started scratching in the soil. After awhile she looked in satisfaction at her work. She quickly lay down with her kits and nudged them to keep nursing. She bubbled over with excitement, waiting to see Sproutwhiskers reaction to his surprise (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/album.php?albumid=947&pictureid=4071).

[Captain]

Talonfang gently got up from her kits and licked them before moving an inch or two from the nest. She drew a claw and started scratching in the soil. After awhile she looked in satisfaction at her work. She quickly lay down with her kits and nudged them to keep nursing. She bubbled over with excitement, waiting to see Sproutwhiskers reaction to his surprise (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/album.php?albumid=947&pictureid=4071).
Sproutwhisker was more than delighted when he was able to find a plump vole among the variety that was put before him when he went to the fresh-kill pile. He was not padding back to his mate, the limp carcass hanging from his jaws as the male happily went back into the den with a happy spring in his step and a smile on his maw. The young warrior rested the prey near the beloved female he loved with all his heart. “Here you go, my beautiful queen.” Sproutwhisker purred, “A fresh vole delivered personally to you by your handsome king.” As he opened his icy blue-hued eyes, he immediately noticed the markings in the dirt, so he crouched low to the ground, his gaze scanning over the words and drawings with his tail twitching behind him like a curious little kitten. The sight made him smile and emit a warm purr. “A beautiful family made by the perfect mother and mate.” The black-furred male purred, padding over to her and licking Talonfang’s forehead, “I love you it so much, almost as much as I love you though.”

[SacredMadness]

Sproutwhisker was more than delighted when he was able to find a plump vole among the variety that was put before him when he went to the fresh-kill pile. He was not padding back to his mate, the limp carcass hanging from his jaws as the male happily went back into the den with a happy spring in his step and a smile on his maw. The young warrior rested the prey near the beloved female he loved with all his heart. “Here you go, my beautiful queen.” Sproutwhisker purred, “A fresh vole delivered personally to you by your handsome king.” As he opened his icy blue-hued eyes, he immediately noticed the markings in the dirt, so he crouched low to the ground, his gaze scanning over the words and drawings with his tail twitching behind him like a curious little kitten. The sight made him smile and emit a warm purr. “A beautiful family made by the perfect mother and mate.” The black-furred male purred, padding over to her and licking Talonfang’s forehead, “I love you it so much, almost as much as I love you though.”
A deep purr erupted from Talonfang at the praise. She munched happily on her vole and rubbed her head against Sproutwhisker. She nudged the vole towards Sproutwhisker and offered, "Want some?"

[Captain]

A deep purr erupted from Talonfang at the praise. She munched happily on her vole and rubbed her head against Sproutwhisker. She nudged the vole towards Sproutwhisker and offered, "Want some?"
“Sure, I haven’t anything to eat in awhile - I suppose I should keep up my strength too, eh?” He chuckled, purring as he took a small bite of the fresh vole that they shared, “I wonder what our kitten's favorite prey will be when they start eating meat for the first time.” Sproutwhisker choose to not argue with her about her deserving to eat more than he did, the last thing she needed was the stress and it wouldn’t hurt for him to eat too, even though he’d constantly worry about her and the five little ones for as long as he lived. He was a family man now and he had to get used to that responsibility. “I love you, I hope you know that.” He reminded Talonfang, licking his mate affectionately, “I don’t how I would survive without you by my side.”

[SacredMadness]

“Sure, I haven’t anything to eat in awhile - I suppose I should keep up my strength too, eh?” He chuckled, purring as he took a small bite of the fresh vole that they shared, “I wonder what our kitten's favorite prey will be when they start eating meat for the first time.” Sproutwhisker choose to not argue with her about her deserving to eat more than he did, the last thing she needed was the stress and it wouldn’t hurt for him to eat too, even though he’d constantly worry about her and the five little ones for as long as he lived. He was a family man now and he had to get used to that responsibility. “I love you, I hope you know that.” He reminded Talonfang, licking his mate affectionately, “I don’t how I would survive without you by my side.”
She rolled her eyes while smiling and chuckled, "How could I forget?" The tom was a bit on the clingy side but that didn't bother her. At least she knew he would be faithful. She was full and content and wanted him to be as well, "You would be just fine without me," she laughed. She was just poking at the tom, but realized he might take it seriously.

[Cosmo]

Fawnpatch was sitting in the nursery. Her eyes were narrowed to slits and her pelt bristled slightly. Her kits were lucky they weren't around her. She was in one of her "moods" and that was honestly not good for anyone even her. Fawnpatch didn't think much about anything but she had recently remembered something terrible. Dream was her former mate. The only cat she loved and she was the only cat he loved. She had been ecstatic to see him, except the following day which was today she remembered all his flings. Those terrible idiotic she-cats who fell for him. She wasn't one of them. No, he had loved her. She was sure of it. Fawnpatch hated those she-cats. Their stupidity and everything else about them. Their kits were better, but little copies of Dream. It disgusted her. Made her want to puke. She was so mad at them. But one thing was sure. If she saw one of them, it would be worse.

Risenphoenix

[Socks]

(No worries)
As Ivorykit waited for him to choose, she licked one delicate paw and drew it over her soft fur where she could feel a piece of dirt. Being dirty bugged her almost as much as not being able to hear. She grinned as he batted te moss ball. The young kit across from her had chosen her favorite game ever! Mossball! With an excited squeak, the female kit pounced on the scrap. She speared the piece with her tiny claw and flung it at him.
Ivorykit's eyes sparkled as she watched the moss tumble toward Stagkit. She stayed on her paws, hopping from place to place. Moss ball's funl The female thought with happiness, all focus on the beetle gone.

((I was listening to the song I Want Crazy by Hunter Hayes, and was like, this is totally them!))
Stagkit's total focus was on the ball of moss, his shining eyes following it intently. As soon as it was near he leaped at it, trapping it under his paws as if it would scurry away like a mouse. He made a little sniffing noise of content while he sank his claws into the moss.
He reared back onto his hind legs for half a second as he flung the moss to his new friend, then proceeding to fall over onto his back. He made more snuffling noises as he struggled to get back on his feet quick enough.

[RedHead]

{Yup! And having to constantly mentor her. Honey is rooting for Strawberry xD }

That was not the impression Honeythistle was expecting - yet it was. What else did he expect? A meek answer with a sweet kiss? Most certainly not when it came to this ginger feline. Instead of being deterred and outdone by his supposedly demurred queen, the tom lowered his voice, touching her ear with his muzzle. "What have I told you about talking back all the time?" His voice was low, as if he was giving her a deep whisper that no one was supposed to hear. She had been a spitball then, and she was currently still one. He would never be able to maintain that attitude of hers. Since she was independent, Honeythistle felt she didn't need him much. She was nursing two young kits anyway. As she stated before, she would had found him if she needed him. Honeythistle pulled back, finding himself smiling softly that she did, in fact, missed home. That was a good thing. Her gaze flicking around had told him otherwise. The main problem was her sister. Honeythistle couldn't recall much about the other sibling of Strawberrythorn. "Ah, no wonder. Your family. So, I finally get to meet this Honeypool? I'm sure she's an absolute delight." A purr rumbled deeply from within his throat. What was the bad thing about that? He thought she would run into her sister's paws, but instead she didn't want to encounter her sister at all. Honeythistle unconsciously threw a paw around her, trying to capture what she was talking about. She didn't know how to apologize to her sister. This made Honeythistle's ears flick. "Heh, you're talking to the wrong cat about apologizing." Honeythistle was known to hold grudges longer than intended. He got mad pretty quickly, and that was never a good thing when it came to this tom. But, right now, he could tell Strawberrythorn needed any type of support she could get. "I'll be by your side when you want to see your sister again. Or, she comes to see you. Whatever happens." Apart of being a good mate meant supporting all the mates you had. Honeythistle figured he could balance that part out well. Honeythistle didn't notice the nearby Riverclan Queen as he was too enamored with his mate. Aside from talking about her sister, he asked simple questions. "You seen your hardheaded sons lately? Ever since we got to Riverclan Bronzeflash just vanished on me, and only Starclan knows where Crimsonblaze is." They were his eldest sons. And, the ones who seemed to need the most attention. Though Strawberrythorn was also busy with nursing two small girls. But as his grassy gaze flicked upward from looking down lovingly at the ginger cat, they landed on the young queen. Suddenly his gaze hardened as Honeythistle didn't really like unwanted company. Just why had she been staring at him? He narrowed his gaze into murderous slits and growled. "Stare much?" Why others have to be so noisy? Couldn't she mind her own business?



Strawberrythorn flicked her ears in Honeythistle's face as he leaned towards her. "Pfffttt I'll do it all I want! Besides, if you had no one to back talk to you, you'd have a head as thick as a pine trunk." She meowed, giving her mate a smirk. As he continued to speak, Strawberrythorn's eyes narrowed slightly. "Hmm... Well I know that she has always been a bit of a.. weakling.
Not sure if she has changed much." The ginger queen cocked her head slightly, seeming to think for a moment. She was unsure of what Honeythistle was saying. If she came to see me? Strawberrythorn was going to avoid her sister for as long as she could. Hopefully forever! She couldn't stand the thought of having to look weak and apologize, but then again, she couldn't stand the thought of her sister and her not mending their relationship at some point. She was just having a very difficult time making up her mind. But really, to tell the truth, she always did. Strawberrythorn is probably one of the most indecisive cats you could meet. But, she wouldn't seem like that type at first. "Oh those two? Nope, I haven't seen them lately. I really need to go and talk with them though, I don't want them causing any major problems. They already do that enough in our own territory..." Strawberry's mind drifted to her two sons for a moment, as well as her eldest daughter, Ferretfrost. She knew Ferretfrost could behave herself, but also handle herself at the same time. It was Crimsonblaze and Bronzeflash who needed to be watched over. Even though they were warriors now. Strawberrythorn just knew that they'd already gotten up to trouble somehow, she just hadn't found out what yet. She knew that she would though, sooner or later.
The ginger-furred she-cat was just about to say something more to her mate when all of the sudden he looked up and across the den. Not too far from where the two were sitting was a tortoiseshell she-cat, her fur a mixture of black and orange splotches. She seemed to be staring at the two with her wide, orange eyes. As Honeythistle spoke to her, Strawberrythorn watched the other queen's eyes widen slightly with surprise and fear. But what really surprised her was when the cat got to her paws and started walking over to the Shadowclan pair. Just what does she think she's doing?

What do you think you're doing? Orangesplatter, on an impulse, had gotten up and was now approaching these two much older, not to mention Shadowclan, cats. But she had just been sitting there, staring at them, because they reminded her of that fox-hearted traitor of a mate she had. But when the tom had said Crimsonblaze's name, well, Orangesplatter had just had to find out how these two cats knew him. Were they family? Friends? Parents? Soon enough though, as the tom had continued to talk, she found out that they were his parents. And boy, did she have some things to say to them about their son. Orangesplatter walked up to the two cats, actually feeling a lot braver than she thought she would. She didn't get scared really easily, but for some reason the ginger feline just gave her the chills. As well as the large silver tom next to her. They just looked like all around powerful cats. Physically and verbally probably. But, she forced down her fear and spoke once she reached them. "Excuse me, sorry to interrupt, but are you two by chance Crimsonblaze's parents?"

[Undercover]

Stagkit's total focus was on the ball of moss, his shining eyes following it intently. As soon as it was near he leaped at it, trapping it under his paws as if it would scurry away like a mouse. He made a little sniffing noise of content while he sank his claws into the moss.
He reared back onto his hind legs for half a second as he flung the moss to his new friend, then proceeding to fall over onto his back. He made more snuffling noises as he struggled to get back on his feet quick enough.
Ivorykit watched him leap on the scrap, and couldn't help admiring her friend's leaping ability. He was good. She twitched an unhearing ear and blinked. As he flung the moss to her, Ivorykit chased after the thing, her gaze excited. She pounced on the moss and tumbled around, pretending to bite to it. Her fur tingled with excitment as the female tossed the scrap back with energy.

((Sorry it's so short))

[MaskedBandits]

Mulberrykit set her paws to work once she shouted the command. Being honest, she wasn't exactly sure how to make a mossball, but that wasn't on her mind at the time. What was instead was that she needed to be faster, swifter, than Palekit, and she was confident she could do so... in fact, she may have been overconfident. It's just rolling moss into a ball. It can't be that hard; queens and warriors do it all the time! Compared to other things the kit had thought of doing, such as sneaking into the apprentice's den or even out of camp entirely, the task at paw should've been easy.

Yeah, right.

Mulberrykit tried Palekit's tactic first. She rolled the moss along the nursery floor, hoping the shape would appear and stick together. Quite the opposite happened; the rolling and pushing only made the moss lose it's shape, turning into a piece of abstract art versus a mossball ready for play. The kit narrowed her eyes in confusion, stopping what she was doing to think. Hmm... there must be some other way to win this.... After pondering her options, the she-kit decided to try and pat the moss back into a more rounded shape, keeping her claws and teeth sheathed. She sat by the clump and used her forepaws to try and structure it into the position she wanted, making sure that she didn't rip it with her claws and teeth. If this doesn't work, I'm out of options!

(Gah, sorry for such a late response! My week's been really busy lately :soloballoon:)

(Bump Doodle )

[Captain]

Constellation | starfall | Boulder | Mystical | Foggy22 | Scarwings
( I think it would be wise for us to have a timeskip for when the kittens open their eyes/ears and begin to walk. )
Sproutwhisker uttered a lightened yawn that made his jaws part widely, revealing his sharp, white teeth for a moment before his eyes flickered open. The last few days had been quite peaceful for him and his family, in his utmost opinion. The kittens were getting bigger and stronger every day, making the male purr with satisfaction and pride at the sight. He had been able to get plenty of rest and bring his mate fresh-kill while she nursed the little ones. Just recently, their eyes had begun to open and soon, they would be walking - although, they were still learning, of course. He wondered to himself when they would finally be able to speak, what would their first words be? He did not know, to be honest. Talonfang was content, at least, seeming to be in a cheerful mood with her brand-new family. Sproutwhisker would often worry if he was asking about her health too much, but he made sure to go on the occasional patrol to give her alone time with the kittens. It was the least he could do, knowing that cats often teased him about being too clingy to his father when he was younger and deep down, he could sense that even Talonfang saw him as too clingy at points. He tried not to dwell on that though, focusing on the growing and happiness of his own children. The black-furred tom bent down and gently groomed each one of their backs with a warm purr stirring in his throat. When his mate rested, he would always make sure to keep an eye on all five younglings, keeping them clean and safe with all that he could muster.

[SacredMadness]

Constellation | starfall | Boulder | Mystical | Foggy22 | Scarwings
( I think it would be wise for us to have a timeskip for when the kittens open their eyes/ears and begin to walk. )
Sproutwhisker uttered a lightened yawn that made his jaws part widely, revealing his sharp, white teeth for a moment before his eyes flickered open. The last few days had been quite peaceful for him and his family, in his utmost opinion. The kittens were getting bigger and stronger every day, making the male purr with satisfaction and pride at the sight. He had been able to get plenty of rest and bring his mate fresh-kill while she nursed the little ones. Just recently, their eyes had begun to open and soon, they would be walking - although, they were still learning, of course. He wondered to himself when they would finally be able to speak, what would their first words be? He did not know, to be honest. Talonfang was content, at least, seeming to be in a cheerful mood with her brand-new family. Sproutwhisker would often worry if he was asking about her health too much, but he made sure to go on the occasional patrol to give her alone time with the kittens. It was the least he could do, knowing that cats often teased him about being too clingy to his father when he was younger and deep down, he could sense that even Talonfang saw him as too clingy at points. He tried not to dwell on that though, focusing on the growing and happiness of his own children. The black-furred tom bent down and gently groomed each one of their backs with a warm purr stirring in his throat. When his mate rested, he would always make sure to keep an eye on all five younglings, keeping them clean and safe with all that he could muster.
(Agreed) Talonfang woke up drowsily and craned her neck to look at Sproutwhisker. She smiled as they began to open their eyes. She yawned widely and her stomach grumbled. "Why am I constantly hungry," she murmured to herself, quite annoyed with her appetite.

[Brilliance]

Constellation | starfall | Boulder | Mystical | Foggy22 | Scarwings
( I think it would be wise for us to have a timeskip for when the kittens open their eyes/ears and begin to walk. )
Sproutwhisker uttered a lightened yawn that made his jaws part widely, revealing his sharp, white teeth for a moment before his eyes flickered open. The last few days had been quite peaceful for him and his family, in his utmost opinion. The kittens were getting bigger and stronger every day, making the male purr with satisfaction and pride at the sight. He had been able to get plenty of rest and bring his mate fresh-kill while she nursed the little ones. Just recently, their eyes had begun to open and soon, they would be walking - although, they were still learning, of course. He wondered to himself when they would finally be able to speak, what would their first words be? He did not know, to be honest. Talonfang was content, at least, seeming to be in a cheerful mood with her brand-new family. Sproutwhisker would often worry if he was asking about her health too much, but he made sure to go on the occasional patrol to give her alone time with the kittens. It was the least he could do, knowing that cats often teased him about being too clingy to his father when he was younger and deep down, he could sense that even Talonfang saw him as too clingy at points. He tried not to dwell on that though, focusing on the growing and happiness of his own children. The black-furred tom bent down and gently groomed each one of their backs with a warm purr stirring in his throat. When his mate rested, he would always make sure to keep an eye on all five younglings, keeping them clean and safe with all that he could muster.

(Agreed) Talonfang woke up drowsily and craned her neck to look at Sproutwhisker. She smiled as they began to open their eyes. She yawned widely and her stomach grumbled. "Why am I constantly hungry," she murmured to herself, quite annoyed with her appetite.

A small head swiftly shot up. His eyes opened to reveal a frosty sightless blue color. The tom kit blinked slowly, trying to figure out his surroundings. The one thing he did feel was his father's tongue against his back. That's what woke him up. The motion. It had made the tom jump up for a moment, then he calmed down from his disturbed manner. There was no use of him being up if he couldn't see. Nor, could he hear. The world around him was gone - nothing there. Nothing will ever be. Silence was the beautiful music to his ears, and the night, the darkness without the stars became the most fulfilling sight of all. Jaguarkit - known to others - but would never be known to himself, he bent his head down, snuggling closer to whatever this fluffiness belonged to. He assumed it was his mother, as he got used to her scent. The tom kit could smell. His nose played as his eyes and his ears - if that was possible. His tail lashed behind him, feeling the soft ground as it lashed around. He imagined many others around him, and let out a content sigh before curling himself into a ball. Closing his eyes. Not that he needed to, anyway. It wasn't like the darkness would be different.

[Captain]

(Agreed) Talonfang woke up drowsily and craned her neck to look at Sproutwhisker. She smiled as they began to open their eyes. She yawned widely and her stomach grumbled. "Why am I constantly hungry," she murmured to herself, quite annoyed with her appetite.
“Well, maybe it’s because of all the milk you’ve been giving these youngsters of ours.” Sproutwhisker remarked with a softened chuckle emitting from him, “Would you like me to get you something to eat, my love? Perhaps a shrew or a vole is what you desire?” The male nuzzled the queen beside him, making sure that Talonfang knew that he was there for her. He smiled, hearing the tiny squeaks and mews of the kittens nestled at her belly, becoming more and more ready to explore the world that they did not even know yet around them. He looked to his son, Jaguarkit, who seemed alert for a small moment, his eyes peering around before he rested his head back down. The tom was unaware of the kitten's lack of sight since not even three sunrises had passed since their eyes had begun to now open.

[SacredMadness]

“Well, maybe it’s because of all the milk you’ve been giving these youngsters of ours.” Sproutwhisker remarked with a softened chuckle emitting from him, “Would you like me to get you something to eat, my love? Perhaps a shrew or a vole is what you desire?” The male nuzzled the queen beside him, making sure that Talonfang knew that he was there for her. He smiled, hearing the tiny squeaks and mews of the kittens nestled at her belly, becoming more and more ready to explore the world that they did not even know yet around them. He looked to his son, Jaguarkit, who seemed alert for a small moment, his eyes peering around before he rested his head back down. The tom was unaware of the kitten's lack of sight since not even three sunrises had passed since their eyes had begun to now open.
Talonfang nodded, "Yes please, surprise me," she said the last part with a mischievous grin. She noticed Jaguarkit looking around, alarmed but she finally relaxed when he settled down. She was not aware of his blindness (and deafness?).

[Captain]

Talonfang nodded, "Yes please, surprise me," she said the last part with a mischievous grin. She noticed Jaguarkit looking around, alarmed but she finally relaxed when he settled down. She was not aware of his blindness (and deafness?).
“As you wish, my love.” Sproutwhisker purred, heaving himself to his paws with a stiffness in his body for a moment, “Wish me luck on my quest.” He chuckled to himself as he left his mate and kittens to themselves as he disappeared out into the spacious clearing. A few moments passed before the male returned with a plump silvery fish in his jaws, an adorable smile resting on his maw. “A hunting patrol just came back with warm, fresh kills and I managed to snag one of their most recent catches.” He remarked, his speech muffled with the fish in his mouth as he padded over to his mate, setting the fish in front of her. The prey reminded him of the time when Talonfang and him went fishing together in the heat of greenleaf together in the river, the distant memory still quite dear to his heart. He settled down across from Talonfang this time instead of behind her, seeming to a form a protective, warm circle around the five kittens. He peered down at them with curious eyes, sniffing them all and purring affectionately. All of them were different in their own way, but no matter what - he’d love them all the same. When they got older, they would definitely go through troubles with fitting in, some more than others, but he would be the supportive father like Ripplewhisker had been to him. (Yes, and deafness, forget to mention that in my post - the poor little baby ;-; )

[SacredMadness]

“As you wish, my love.” Sproutwhisker purred, heaving himself to his paws with a stiffness in his body for a moment, “Wish me luck on my quest.” He chuckled to himself as he left his mate and kittens to themselves as he disappeared out into the spacious clearing. A few moments passed before the male returned with a plump silvery fish in his jaws, an adorable smile resting on his maw. “A hunting patrol just came back with warm, fresh kills and I managed to snag one of their most recent catches.” He remarked, his speech muffled with the fish in his mouth as he padded over to his mate, setting the fish in front of her. The prey reminded him of the time when Talonfang and him went fishing together in the heat of greenleaf together in the river, the distant memory still quite dear to his heart. He settled down across from Talonfang this time instead of behind her, seeming to a form a protective, warm circle around the five kittens. He peered down at them with curious eyes, sniffing them all and purring affectionately. All of them were different in their own way, but no matter what - he’d love them all the same. When they got older, they would definitely go through troubles with fitting in, some more than others, but he would be the supportive father like Ripplewhisker had been to him. (Yes, and deafness, forget to mention that in my post - the poor little baby ;-; )

Talonfang smiled in excitement at the fish. A simple fish held many dear memories for the young queen. She scarfed it and turned her gaze towards Sproutwhisker, "Go eat something, you need to eat as well" she sounded motherly already! I think being a mother is taking its effect on me. she thought.

[Captain]

Talonfang smiled in excitement at the fish. A simple fish held many dear memories for the young queen. She scarfed it and turned her gaze towards Sproutwhisker, "Go eat something, you need to eat as well" she sounded motherly already! I think being a mother is taking its effect on me. she thought.
The black-furred warrior smiled, watching how pleased she was with what he had brought as she quickly ate it, showing the hunger that had been gnawing inside of her. Her words, however, made his ears perk up slightly as he peered at her with his cold, icy blue-hued eyes for a moment. “Oh, I’m alright..” He murmured, looking to the small kittens, “You’ll need help watching these little troublemakers and I wouldn’t want to be away for more than I have to be.” Sproutwhisker had this small fear inside of him that he would turn out to be a bad father or mate, like one of those tom’s who left their families because they were uninterested in the commitment. He did not want to be seen like that, nor did he want to spend time away from any of his family. Once again, he worried too much about little things like this, it was just the worrying side in the warrior when it came to being around the ones that he truly loved.

[SacredMadness]

The black-furred warrior smiled, watching how pleased she was with what he had brought as she quickly ate it, showing the hunger that had been gnawing inside of her. Her words, however, made his ears perk up slightly as he peered at her with his cold, icy blue-hued eyes for a moment. “Oh, I’m alright..” He murmured, looking to the small kittens, “You’ll need help watching these little troublemakers and I wouldn’t want to be away for more than I have to be.” Sproutwhisker had this small fear inside of him that he would turn out to be a bad father or mate, like one of those tom’s who left their families because they were uninterested in the commitment. He did not want to be seen like that, nor did he want to spend time away from any of his family. Once again, he worried too much about little things like this, it was just the worrying side in the warrior when it came to being around the ones that he truly loved.
Talonfang frowned but knew that he wouldn't budge.But you can't blame a cat for trying! "You have to eat! If you die of starvation then you won't be here at all!" The thought saddened her and it took most of her energy to keep from crying. She was so emotional these days, it was scaring the life out of her. The black and white shecat laid her head on her paws, predicting the outcome.

[Captain]

Talonfang frowned but knew that he wouldn't budge.But you can't blame a cat for trying! "You have to eat! If you die of starvation then you won't be here at all!" The thought saddened her and it took most of her energy to keep from crying. She was so emotional these days, it was scaring the life out of her. The black and white shecat laid her head on her paws, predicting the outcome.
Sproutwhisker turned his head to look back to his love, seeing the clear concern in her expression and tone. He bit the bottom of his lip for a moment, his gaze dropping down to the kittens between them and then back up to her for a moment. He knew that everything was really hard for her these days, especially since she had five kittens on her paws to nurse and love. The tom uttered a defeated sigh and shook his head. “You know that I can never say no to you.” The warrior mentioned, “I’ll go get something to eat if that’ll make you happy, but I won’t be gone for long, I promise.” With that, Sproutwhisker stood up once more, touching his nose to the female’s forehead. “I love you.” He said, purring lightly before heading outside the nursery to get something from the fresh-kill pile so that his belly would be full for another day.

[SacredMadness]

Sproutwhisker turned his head to look back to his love, seeing the clear concern in her expression and tone. He bit the bottom of his lip for a moment, his gaze dropping down to the kittens between them and then back up to her for a moment. He knew that everything was really hard for her these days, especially since she had five kittens on her paws to nurse and love. The tom uttered a defeated sigh and shook his head. “You know that I can never say no to you.” The warrior mentioned, “I’ll go get something to eat if that’ll make you happy, but I won’t be gone for long, I promise.” With that, Sproutwhisker stood up once more, touching his nose to the female’s forehead. “I love you.” He said, purring lightly before heading outside the nursery to get something from the fresh-kill pile so that his belly would be full for another day.
Talonfang grinned in triumph and she nuzzled her bundles of love. She had her ways of getting him to do something. But only if it was good for him, mind you. She was seriously at the verge of tears when she said that. She hoped he didn't think she was manipulating him in anyway. Love you too! she thought while scratching random sketches in the dirt.

[Foggy22]

Talonfang grinned in triumph and she nuzzled her bundles of love. She had her ways of getting him to do something. But only if it was good for him, mind you. She was seriously at the verge of tears when she said that. She hoped he didn't think she was manipulating him in anyway. Love you too! she thought while scratching random sketches in the dirt.

Spottedkit woke up as her father was leaving, and gave a wide yawn, showing her small pink tongue. She settled into a more comfortable position, and opened her ice-blue eyes, adjusting to the gloom of the nursery. It had only been a few sunrises before she had opened her eyes, and she was still trying to look everything in. She tried to get up, but flopped onto her belly. She wanted to go explore already! She tried again two more times to get up, then gave up and curled up next to her siblings. She soon fell asleep again from the exhaustion of trying to walk and get up.

[Casual Scribbles]

Eclipsekit padded slowly into the nursery, no longer excited, but suddenly very anxious. She was afraid that the RiverClan queens and kits would not like her because she was a ShadowClan kit. She suddenly wanted to go home very, very much.
"Um, hi," she murmured, walking up to a small group of kits.

Fern Chameleon Role

[ShiningFern]

Eclipsekit padded slowly into the nursery, no longer excited, but suddenly very anxious. She was afraid that the RiverClan queens and kits would not like her because she was a ShadowClan kit. She suddenly wanted to go home very, very much.
"Um, hi," she murmured, walking up to a small group of kits.

Fern Chameleon Role

Cresentkit smiled, flicking his ear to the Shadowclan shekit. "Hi, there. I'm Cresentkit." He said. The tom looked back to the other kits he was by for a moment before glancing back to Eclipsekit. He wrapped his tail over his paws. "What's your name?" The tom had seen the other kit around, especially when Shadowclan first got here. The shekit was one of the first to get here.

[Mango]

Cresentkit smiled, flicking his ear to the Shadowclan shekit. "Hi, there. I'm Cresentkit." He said. The tom looked back to the other kits he was by for a moment before glancing back to Eclipsekit. He wrapped his tail over his paws. "What's your name?" The tom had seen the other kit around, especially when Shadowclan first got here. The shekit was one of the first to get here.
Eclipsekit padded slowly into the nursery, no longer excited, but suddenly very anxious. She was afraid that the RiverClan queens and kits would not like her because she was a ShadowClan kit. She suddenly wanted to go home very, very much.
"Um, hi," she murmured, walking up to a small group of kits.

Fern Chameleon Role
Rasberrybubble glanced at Eclipsekit happy that she met a nice kit, but something about that kit made her worried Is that her brother? No...She has no family. Please let that kit not be related to her.

[Boulder]

@The Little Robin Scarwings Mystical Foggy22 @OthersIDontRemember

The black and white kit sneezed, as one of the hairs of his mother 's fur got stuck on his muzzle, which was still wet from the milk. From the time he had opened his eyes, that were a deep grey, almost if they were constantly foggy. He always tried to look at them through any surface, but he wasn't allowed to go outside and hopefully find any pond, so he had to wait. Beechkit liked his brothers and sisters eyes, so he hoped that someday he'd get to see his too. Anyway, when he first opened them, he couldn't believe it! The Big Presence where he had been nursing, was a big she-cat. And, sometimes, he saw another cat sticking around. There were a lot of cats! Some were a little older than him, and, even if he would've liked to go and play with them, his tiny paws and his soft muscles didn't allow him to go anywhere. Oh, and what an awe when he saw the other four (?) tiny bodies around him! Hesitantly, he'd reach out and paw at one of them (Spottedkit). Its fur was soft! He kept his paw on the other's back, curiously tilting his head to the side.

[SacredMadness]

@The Little Robin Scarwings Mystical Foggy22 @OthersIDontRemember

The black and white kit sneezed, as one of the hairs of his mother 's fur got stuck on his muzzle, which was still wet from the milk. From the time he had opened his eyes, that were a deep grey, almost if they were constantly foggy. He always tried to look at them through any surface, but he wasn't allowed to go outside and hopefully find any pond, so he had to wait. Beechkit liked his brothers and sisters eyes, so he hoped that someday he'd get to see his too. Anyway, when he first opened them, he couldn't believe it! The Big Presence where he had been nursing, was a big she-cat. And, sometimes, he saw another cat sticking around. There were a lot of cats! Some were a little older than him, and, even if he would've liked to go and play with them, his tiny paws and his soft muscles didn't allow him to go anywhere. Oh, and what an awe when he saw the other four (?) tiny bodies around him! Hesitantly, he'd reach out and paw at one of them (Spottedkit). Its fur was soft! He kept his paw on the other's back, curiously tilting his head to the side.
Talonfang giggled and licked the kit behind the ears. Grey eyes! She smiled and waited for Sproutwhisker to return. (?)

[Role]

Rasberrybubble glanced at Eclipsekit happy that she met a nice kit, but something about that kit made her worried Is that her brother? No...She has no family. Please let that kit not be related to her.
Cresentkit smiled, flicking his ear to the Shadowclan shekit. "Hi, there. I'm Cresentkit." He said. The tom looked back to the other kits he was by for a moment before glancing back to Eclipsekit. He wrapped his tail over his paws. "What's your name?" The tom had seen the other kit around, especially when Shadowclan first got here. The shekit was one of the first to get here.
Eclipsekit padded slowly into the nursery, no longer excited, but suddenly very anxious. She was afraid that the RiverClan queens and kits would not like her because she was a ShadowClan kit. She suddenly wanted to go home very, very much.
"Um, hi," she murmured, walking up to a small group of kits.

Fern Chameleon Role
Sunkit blinked his eyes open, anger rising in his belly. He had been awoken from his nap. The ginger tom stood up, fur bristling. "Don't be so loud," he hissed. "Some of us need sleep."

[Captain]

Talonfang giggled and licked the kit behind the ears. Grey eyes! She smiled and waited for Sproutwhisker to return. (?)
Boulder
Sproutwhisker soon returned to his family within the den not long after he had left to go grab something to fill his hungered belly. The black-furred tom held a small, but plump mouse within his jaws, which would be enough to satisfy him for the moment, considering that there were many more cats that needed larger pieces than prey than he did, though if his mate knew those thoughts, she’d probably throw another fit - worrying about his wellbeing as Talonfang always did. He laid down across from his mate and mewling kittens, resting the mouse between his front paws as he watched Beechkit, one of his smaller sons, seeing the world with curious eyes as he rested a paw on his sister, Spottedkit. “You certainly are a curious one, aren’t you?” The warrior chuckled, giving the small tom a gentle lick over his forehead with a softened purr rumbling within his throat, “They’ll be quite the explorers when they can walk.” He said to his mate, looking at her with a warm smile present on his maw before taking a bite of his meal and savoring the delicious taste that it held.

[SacredMadness]

Boulder
Sproutwhisker soon returned to his family within the den not long after he had left to go grab something to fill his hungered belly. The black-furred tom held a small, but plump mouse within his jaws, which would be enough to satisfy him for the moment, considering that there were many more cats that needed larger pieces than prey than he did, though if his mate knew those thoughts, she’d probably throw another fit - worrying about his wellbeing as Talonfang always did. He laid down across from his mate and mewling kittens, resting the mouse between his front paws as he watched Beechkit, one of his smaller sons, seeing the world with curious eyes as he rested a paw on his sister, Spottedkit. “You certainly are a curious one, aren’t you?” The warrior chuckled, giving the small tom a gentle lick over his forehead with a softened purr rumbling within his throat, “They’ll be quite the explorers when they can walk.” He said to his mate, looking at her with a warm smile present on his maw before taking a bite of his meal and savoring the delicious taste that it held.
She smiled at both her kit and her mate. Talonfang laughed and nuzzled her babies. "I'm sure I'll be constantly dragging them back into the Nursery." She remarked. Her black and white fur (?) was soft and well groomed, due to she was bored when the kits were sleeping. She wondered when they could walk. "Here I am wondering when they start walking and then many moons from now I'll be urging them to be a good warrior, " a tear glistened in her eye as she smiled down at her young ones.

[Casual Scribbles]

Cresentkit smiled, flicking his ear to the Shadowclan shekit. "Hi, there. I'm Cresentkit." He said. The tom looked back to the other kits he was by for a moment before glancing back to Eclipsekit. He wrapped his tail over his paws. "What's your name?" The tom had seen the other kit around, especially when Shadowclan first got here. The shekit was one of the first to get here.
Rasberrybubble glanced at Eclipsekit happy that she met a nice kit, but something about that kit made her worried Is that her brother? No...She has no family. Please let that kit not be related to her.
Sunkit blinked his eyes open, anger rising in his belly. He had been awoken from his nap. The ginger tom stood up, fur bristling. "Don't be so loud," he hissed. "Some of us need sleep."

Eclipsekit smiled a little. "I-I'm Eclipsekit. It's nice to meet you, Crescentkit!" She was happy to have made a new friend. She yelped and recoiled when the ginger tom-kit hissed at her. "S-sorry," she whimpered, lowering to the ground in fear, "I didn't mean to wake you!"

[Mango]

Eclipsekit smiled a little. "I-I'm Eclipsekit. It's nice to meet you, Crescentkit!" She was happy to have made a new friend. She yelped and recoiled when the ginger tom-kit hissed at her. "S-sorry," she whimpered, lowering to the ground in fear, "I didn't mean to wake you!"
Rasberrybubble gave a pitying smile to Eclipsekit.

[ShiningFern]

Eclipsekit smiled a little. "I-I'm Eclipsekit. It's nice to meet you, Crescentkit!" She was happy to have made a new friend. She yelped and recoiled when the ginger tom-kit hissed at her. "S-sorry," she whimpered, lowering to the ground in fear, "I didn't mean to wake you!"

"Nice to meet you." He said before hearing a familiar hiss behind him. "Don't mind Sunkit, he just doesn't like mornings. Or have fun" Cresentkit looked over to the other male kit for a moment, seeing how he'd react to Cresentkit's taunting, before looking back at Eclipsekit. "It's okay." He whispered. Our of the corner of his eye he noticed a Shadowclan queen watching them. Hmm, I wonder if that is Eclipsekit's mother.

[Casual Scribbles]

"Nice to meet you." He said before hearing a familiar hiss behind him. "Don't mind Sunkit, he just doesn't like mornings. Or have fun" Cresentkit looked over to the other male kit for a moment, seeing how he'd react to Cresentkit's taunting, before looking back at Eclipsekit. "It's okay." He whispered. Our of the corner of his eye he noticed a Shadowclan queen watching them. Hmm, I wonder if that is Eclipsekit's mother.

"Oh, okay," Eclipsekit smiled and glanced over at Raspberrybubble, pricking her ears up for a moment to show her excitement. She turned back to Crescentkit and looked him over. "Hey..." she murmured, "You look like me!" The tomkit did, in fact, look quite a bit like Eclipsekit. Perhaps not identical, but quite similar anyway.

Chameleon
Role

[Mango]

"Oh, okay," Eclipsekit smiled and glanced over at Raspberrybubble, pricking her ears up for a moment to show her excitement. She turned back to Crescentkit and looked him over. "Hey..." she murmured, "You look like me!" The tomkit did, in fact, look quite a bit like Eclipsekit. Perhaps not identical, but quite similar anyway.

Chameleon
Role
Rasberrybubble bit her lip when she realized that Crescentkit had to be related to Eclipsekit Great Starclan, please let Eclipsekit’s biological mother not recognize her...please Starclan.

[RedHead]

RedHead Mystical starfall Nighty

Cottonfrost laid in the unfamiliar nursery, not really used to Riverclan. Her muscles tensed as she felt a pain run down her spine. That is contractions?
No, I can't be having kits can I? The senior queen adjusted herself, faintly remembering another queen saying something to her the other day about kits coming soon, but she thought that queen had confused her with someone else. She flicked her gaze to the entrance of the nursery before gripping her nest as another contraction swept over her.

-Fade to black-

The light gray and white shecat sighed, turning her head to her kits. They were younger than own grand-kitten. She licked their heads, admiring her beautiful children. Frostedflicker will be proud, he has more sons and another daughter. She curled her tail around the kittens, nuzzling them closer to her. She hoped that since the birth had gone fairly well, that the kits wouldn't be affected too much. They were slightly smaller, but they were all her little gifts from Starclan. "Shiverkit, Polarkit, Snowkit, and Sleetkit." She whispered staring at each kit.


(AHHHH SORRY THIS IS SO LATE! And I am just quoting Fern's post for now but I will mention all of you ;-; )

Fern Nighty starfall Mystical

Frostedflicker poked his head in the nursery, breathing heavily as his astonishing blue eyes ran about the den. Upon spotting Cottonfrost, he practiaclly ran over to her, though was careful not to step on any little kits or trip over other queen's tails. He plopped down beside Cottonfrost, giving her a quick lick on the cheek. "Sorry I'm so late, I was out helping out on a hunting patrol when I heard that you were giving birth so I ran back as fast as i could and I-" The tom's sentence was cut off as he looked down, his gaze falling upon four beautiful, small, white kits. He saw that they were smaller than most kits should be at that age, but he didn't care. To him, they looked perfect. He instantly fell in love with each one of them, his eyes roaming over them a couple of times. "Cottonfrost, they are absolutely... Perfect." He breathed, touching one of the kits heads with his nose. He knew the names they had picked out a while ago, and they would only use four of them, as they hadn't had a fifth kit. Of course they hadn't known how many kits they would have. "So, who's who?"

Shiverkit let out a small squeal as something cold and wet touched the top of his head. He had been somewhere warm and comfortable, and now he was cold and uncomfortable. And there was this pang in his belly that he knew he somehow had to satisfy. The tomkit pushed himself forwards, his little legs shaking with the effort, but he continued on. He managed to push himself to his mother's warm, furry belly, and he found somewhere to latch on, and drink.

[Captain]

She smiled at both her kit and her mate. Talonfang laughed and nuzzled her babies. "I'm sure I'll be constantly dragging them back into the Nursery." She remarked. Her black and white fur (?) was soft and well groomed, due to she was bored when the kits were sleeping. She wondered when they could walk. "Here I am wondering when they start walking and then many moons from now I'll be urging them to be a good warrior, " a tear glistened in her eye as she smiled down at her young ones.
Sproutwhisker looked at the beautiful queen before him with a warm smile resting on his maw as he could see how she looked at their littles ones. “You’re a wonderful mother to them, I hope you know that.” He said with a slight purr rumbling in his throat to assure his words, “They’ll certainly become wonderful warriors someday, ones that you can be proud of. I have a certain gut feeling about this kinda stuff, I believe.” The black-furred warrior gave a softened chuckle, his icy blue-gaze shifting over to the den entrance, silently worrying about the tiny kittens having to go through leafbare, which was right around the corner, but these worries didn’t dwell for long - Sproutwhisker and Talonfang were good parents, in his opinion, of course.

[SacredMadness]

Sproutwhisker looked at the beautiful queen before him with a warm smile resting on his maw as he could see how she looked at their littles ones. “You’re a wonderful mother to them, I hope you know that.” He said with a slight purr rumbling in his throat to assure his words, “They’ll certainly become wonderful warriors someday, ones that you can be proud of. I have a certain gut feeling about this kinda stuff, I believe.” The black-furred warrior gave a softened chuckle, his icy blue-gaze shifting over to the den entrance, silently worrying about the tiny kittens having to go through leafbare, which was right around the corner, but these worries didn’t dwell for long - Sproutwhisker and Talonfang were good parents, in his opinion, of course.

Talonfang wrapped her tail around her curious little bundles and lay her head down to rest. There are gonna be terrific warriors. (Sorry writers block and nightquil don't mix XD)

[Doodle]

Mulberrykit set her paws to work once she shouted the command. Being honest, she wasn't exactly sure how to make a mossball, but that wasn't on her mind at the time. What was instead was that she needed to be faster, swifter, than Palekit, and she was confident she could do so... in fact, she may have been overconfident. It's just rolling moss into a ball. It can't be that hard; queens and warriors do it all the time! Compared to other things the kit had thought of doing, such as sneaking into the apprentice's den or even out of camp entirely, the task at paw should've been easy.

Yeah, right.

Mulberrykit tried Palekit's tactic first. She rolled the moss along the nursery floor, hoping the shape would appear and stick together. Quite the opposite happened; the rolling and pushing only made the moss lose it's shape, turning into a piece of abstract art versus a mossball ready for play. The kit narrowed her eyes in confusion, stopping what she was doing to think. Hmm... there must be some other way to win this.... After pondering her options, the she-kit decided to try and pat the moss back into a more rounded shape, keeping her claws and teeth sheathed. She sat by the clump and used her forepaws to try and structure it into the position she wanted, making sure that she didn't rip it with her claws and teeth. If this doesn't work, I'm out of options!

(Gah, sorry for such a late response! My week's been really busy lately :soloballoon:)

(So super sorry for how long this took... honestly I shouldn't even be on right now as I have a lab report I need to somehow do, but my brain needs a break. School has been crazy :/ Also, sorry for the short response- I'm having a bit of writers block.)

As soon as Palekit took note as to what her friend was trying, she tried the same approach, however the going was still tough. She hadn't quite noticed that Mulberrykit had her claws sheathed, and the young molly thought her claws might help stick the moss together- which was a big bust. While her claws did good with putting the moss in a specific spot, as soon as she would pull a paw away the moss would follow, caught on her unsheathed paws. Getting frustrated once more, the kit let out a low hiss, glaring down at the moss now scattered around her. "It's no use," she huffed to herself, tail lashing. "I'll never get this stupid stuff to stay together."

[Mango]

Socks Mystical (sorry I didn’t ask, just randomly starting a Jadekit, Soaringkit, and Fawnpatch RP)
Soaringkit stretched and gave a little bounce in the Riverclan nursery, before stepping out of the nest, she forced herself not to disturb Jadekit, as she knew most kits her age slept in, Let Jadekit sleep, and mom sleep. I can do something else in the nursery until they wake up (Wow it’s morning in the RP, night irl)

[MaskedBandits]

(So super sorry for how long this took... honestly I shouldn't even be on right now as I have a lab report I need to somehow do, but my brain needs a break. School has been crazy :/ Also, sorry for the short response- I'm having a bit of writers block.)

As soon as Palekit took note as to what her friend was trying, she tried the same approach, however the going was still tough. She hadn't quite noticed that Mulberrykit had her claws sheathed, and the young molly thought her claws might help stick the moss together- which was a big bust. While her claws did good with putting the moss in a specific spot, as soon as she would pull a paw away the moss would follow, caught on her unsheathed paws. Getting frustrated once more, the kit let out a low hiss, glaring down at the moss now scattered around her. "It's no use," she huffed to herself, tail lashing. "I'll never get this stupid stuff to stay together."


Although she hadn't heard Palekit's angry comment, Mulberrykit herself was thinking - and saying, to an extent - the same things. "This is impossible!" She growled, digging her claws into the ground in an attempt to calm herself. "The stupid stuff refuses to become a ball!" Out of frustration, she took her clump of moss and threw it across the nursery, never wanting to see it ever again. She didn't care if she was forfeiting the challenge; it was mission impossible, and the she-kit was no miracle worker. Why'd I even have this mouse-brained idea anyway? It was a complete waste of time! Beyond frustrated, she marched over to where her friend was working, head high and tail swaying back in forth as she moved. Surely Palekit was better off than her, considering her pile of moss was in a corner of the den, never to be seen by her again.

"This was an impossible goal." Mulberrykit spoke loudly, though she didn't scream out her viewpoint as she often did. She knew that if she wasn't careful, she'd say something offensive to the other she-kit, and since the red kit wasn't great at apologies, it'd all go downhill from there. I've got to find an efficient way to voice my opinions without hurting someone. Nonetheless, she didn't bother thinking before speaking; she was far too ticked off to go to all of that effort. "I mean, you're doing a pretty good job, but mine was just so uncooperative; it didn't do anything I told it to do!" Huffing, she plunked herself down beside Palekit, her amber orbs swirling with emotion. Why do I always have the worst ideas ever?

[ShiningFern]

(AHHHH SORRY THIS IS SO LATE! And I am just quoting Fern's post for now but I will mention all of you ;-; )

Fern Nighty starfall Mystical

Frostedflicker poked his head in the nursery, breathing heavily as his astonishing blue eyes ran about the den. Upon spotting Cottonfrost, he practiaclly ran over to her, though was careful not to step on any little kits or trip over other queen's tails. He plopped down beside Cottonfrost, giving her a quick lick on the cheek. "Sorry I'm so late, I was out helping out on a hunting patrol when I heard that you were giving birth so I ran back as fast as i could and I-" The tom's sentence was cut off as he looked down, his gaze falling upon four beautiful, small, white kits. He saw that they were smaller than most kits should be at that age, but he didn't care. To him, they looked perfect. He instantly fell in love with each one of them, his eyes roaming over them a couple of times. "Cottonfrost, they are absolutely... Perfect." He breathed, touching one of the kits heads with his nose. He knew the names they had picked out a while ago, and they would only use four of them, as they hadn't had a fifth kit. Of course they hadn't known how many kits they would have. "So, who's who?"

Shiverkit let out a small squeal as something cold and wet touched the top of his head. He had been somewhere warm and comfortable, and now he was cold and uncomfortable. And there was this pang in his belly that he knew he somehow had to satisfy. The tomkit pushed himself forwards, his little legs shaking with the effort, but he continued on. He managed to push himself to his mother's warm, furry belly, and he found somewhere to latch on, and drink.


Cottonfrost heard quickened footsteps near the entrance and looked up. She grinned happily as she saw her mate enter the nursery and come over. "It's alright. The kits are all healthy despite being small, and are each very beautiful. " She said, nuzzling Frostedflicker's cheeck a moment.

"Meet your sons and daughter. Shiverkit. Polarkit. Snowkit. And Sleetkit." She said, flicking her tail over each kitten as she repeated the names for her mate. The molly smiled as Shiverkit squealed, probably frightened by Frostedflicker's nuzzle. She nudged the kit as he began to drink.

[judas]

Hopekit
The she-cat let out a quick yawn as she appeared in the den. Moss stuffed into tight balls as she delivered it. The last bundle was placed in the pile, an she had enough moss to get to work. Her eyes glanced, spotting on nest that needed desperate attention. Moonfur despised this job, but she couldn't stand the ugly look of the nursery. Her paws worked slowly, picking up the moss. Her inspected the nest closely. Sorting all the dirty moss into piles, shifting rocks and tossing them out.

[Mango]

A lean and lank white furred warrior slipped into the nursery with a kit squirming in her mouth, she set the kit down,” This kit- named Dead, washed up on shore, are there any parents willing to care for Dead, or maybe Deadkit?”

A few cats openned there mouth to offer, but Scarletblood cut them off,” Fleabags, shut up, I’ll raise this kit! Deadkit, come to your worst nightmare, your adoptive mother.”

The warrior pitied Deadkit, but she simply was following orders, she sighed and left.

Deadkit’s eyes grew large as he stepped over to Scarletblood nervously, unsure as why she’d be his worst fear and why she was so mean yet wanting to raise him.

As soon as he was in reach she shoved him over,” Dumb kit, stay outta my way, but where I can see you.” She breathed her smelly breathe on him walking away in annoyance.

Deadkit sat up shocked and unsure of what to think of his new mother Are all mothers like this, what about an sibling? Doesn’t she have kits? Why’d she ask to raise me when she clearly dislikes me?

[Doodle]

Although she hadn't heard Palekit's angry comment, Mulberrykit herself was thinking - and saying, to an extent - the same things. "This is impossible!" She growled, digging her claws into the ground in an attempt to calm herself. "The stupid stuff refuses to become a ball!" Out of frustration, she took her clump of moss and threw it across the nursery, never wanting to see it ever again. She didn't care if she was forfeiting the challenge; it was mission impossible, and the she-kit was no miracle worker. Why'd I even have this mouse-brained idea anyway? It was a complete waste of time! Beyond frustrated, she marched over to where her friend was working, head high and tail swaying back in forth as she moved. Surely Palekit was better off than her, considering her pile of moss was in a corner of the den, never to be seen by her again.

"This was an impossible goal." Mulberrykit spoke loudly, though she didn't scream out her viewpoint as she often did. She knew that if she wasn't careful, she'd say something offensive to the other she-kit, and since the red kit wasn't great at apologies, it'd all go downhill from there. I've got to find an efficient way to voice my opinions without hurting someone. Nonetheless, she didn't bother thinking before speaking; she was far too ticked off to go to all of that effort. "I mean, you're doing a pretty good job, but mine was just so uncooperative; it didn't do anything I told it to do!" Huffing, she plunked herself down beside Palekit, her amber orbs swirling with emotion. Why do I always have the worst ideas ever?
The tiny kit gave a small snarl at her clump off moss, but due to her age it came out more like a squeak. Palekit's face, however, plainly showed how frustrated the young feline was. How was she supposed to do this? She hadn't even ever played with a moss ball before, so how was she supposed to know if she even did get it right? Anyways, she was fairly certain that she hadn't done it- unless 'moss ball' is code for 'moss clump'. She'd done just perfectly if that was the case. But it wasn't, and she was beyond angry with herself for not being able to do it right. Were normal cats supposed to do this? Was she not a normal cat? Was her father going to be disappointed in her if she couldn't make a moss ball? She sure hoped not.

The tiny kit slumped in her position, shoulders now slumped as her head hung low. She dejectedly swatted the moss away from her, shooting a fugitive glance up at Mulberrykit when her friend came her way. "Yeah," Palekit huffed in agreement. "It must take some sort of freaky magic to make a moss ball!" Was the kit even positive on what she was saying? No, she didn't even know what magic was yet. But she had lots of older siblings, and she had often heard one or another of them claiming something took 'some sort of freaky magic' so she promptly repeated it. That was what younger siblings did, after all. The fluffy kit gave another scowl and shake of the head before taking in Mulberrykit's expression, and some of the anger off her own face vanished. "Hey, it was a good enough idea. Next time we'll just have a queen make a moss ball for us." She tried to comfort her friend, not quite knowing how.

(Oh shoot just noticed that Shadowclan has returned since I've been absent from here the past couple days. Do we want to end this rp then? Or start a new one in Shadowclan?)

[Fuzzy]

Riverkit, http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/flameclan-roleplaying/images/2/23/Blue-grey_cat_with_blue_eyes.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20150101001718 Female, 3 moons brother, Frozenkit.
Frozenkit, http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3254/2797830052_7e982c3f48.jpg Male, 3 moons sister, Riverkit.]


SparkleDeamon.

Riverkit and Frozenkit sat as far from every cat as they could. They only knew there foster mother Icebelly and foster sister Flowerkit. Riverkit was really the only one out of the two who was a bit nervosa. She was bashful and got nervosa easily. Frozenkit on the other paw was just there to keep watch over his sister, he was wary of other but would face them if they got to close to Riverkit. Riverkit's blue eyes looked all around the nursery even though she's been there for three moon she looked like it was the fist time she's ever seen it. Frozenkit licked Riverkit's silver tabby head to comfort her but kept an eye on his soundings.

[Barnabas]

Riverkit, http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/flameclan-roleplaying/images/2/23/Blue-grey_cat_with_blue_eyes.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20150101001718 Female, 3 moons brother, Frozenkit.
Frozenkit, http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3254/2797830052_7e982c3f48.jpg Male, 3 moons sister, Riverkit.]


SparkleDeamon.

Riverkit and Frozenkit sat as far from every cat as they could. They only knew there foster mother Icebelly and foster sister Flowerkit. Riverkit was really the only one out of the two who was a bit nervosa. She was bashful and got nervosa easily. Frozenkit on the other paw was just there to keep watch over his sister, he was wary of other but would face them if they got to close to Riverkit. Riverkit's blue eyes looked all around the nursery even though she's been there for three moon she looked like it was the fist time she's ever seen it. Frozenkit licked Riverkit's silver tabby head to comfort her but kept an eye on his soundings.

Icebelly walked into the nursery, keeping her eye around her at every other cat. She was always wary of the other queens in the nursery. She didn't know anyone of the other mothers. Icebelly was always bullied by everyone in in the clan. Having only her own kit Flowerkit and her two foster kits.

Flowerkit sat with a group of kits, watching her mother come into the nursery. "I gotta go guys. See ya later." meowed Flowerkit, standing up. She walked up to her mother with excitement. Flowerkit and Icebelly walked over to Frozenkit and Riverkit.

"Hello Frozenkit and Riverkit. Are you two alright?Do you guys need anything?" wondered Icebelly in a very friendly way.

[Fuzzy]

Icebelly walked into the nursery, keeping her eye around her at every other cat. She was always wary of the other queens in the nursery. She didn't know anyone of the other mothers. Icebelly was always bullied by everyone in in the clan. Having only her own kit Flowerkit and her two foster kits.

Flowerkit sat with a group of kits, watching her mother come into the nursery. "I gotta go guys. See ya later." meowed Flowerkit, standing up. She walked up to her mother with excitement. Flowerkit and Icebelly walked over to Frozenkit and Riverkit.

"Hello Frozenkit and Riverkit. Are you two alright?Do you guys need anything?" wondered Icebelly in a very friendly way.



Frozenkit looked up at Icebelly his blueish eyes glittered in the pale light coming into the nursery. Riverkit looked up as well letting out a small purr know that her foster mother and sister were there. She felt safer knowing Icebelly was there for her. "We're fine." Frozenkit meowed padding closer to Icebelly and nuzzled one of her forepaws. Riverkit let her gaze roam around the nursery she was stile slightly purring but looking around the clan nursery seeing no cat she knew, made her a bit sad.

[MaskedBandits]

The tiny kit gave a small snarl at her clump off moss, but due to her age it came out more like a squeak. Palekit's face, however, plainly showed how frustrated the young feline was. How was she supposed to do this? She hadn't even ever played with a moss ball before, so how was she supposed to know if she even did get it right? Anyways, she was fairly certain that she hadn't done it- unless 'moss ball' is code for 'moss clump'. She'd done just perfectly if that was the case. But it wasn't, and she was beyond angry with herself for not being able to do it right. Were normal cats supposed to do this? Was she not a normal cat? Was her father going to be disappointed in her if she couldn't make a moss ball? She sure hoped not.

The tiny kit slumped in her position, shoulders now slumped as her head hung low. She dejectedly swatted the moss away from her, shooting a fugitive glance up at Mulberrykit when her friend came her way. "Yeah," Palekit huffed in agreement. "It must take some sort of freaky magic to make a moss ball!" Was the kit even positive on what she was saying? No, she didn't even know what magic was yet. But she had lots of older siblings, and she had often heard one or another of them claiming something took 'some sort of freaky magic' so she promptly repeated it. That was what younger siblings did, after all. The fluffy kit gave another scowl and shake of the head before taking in Mulberrykit's expression, and some of the anger off her own face vanished. "Hey, it was a good enough idea. Next time we'll just have a queen make a moss ball for us." She tried to comfort her friend, not quite knowing how.

(Oh shoot just noticed that Shadowclan has returned since I've been absent from here the past couple days. Do we want to end this rp then? Or start a new one in Shadowclan?)


(Maybe end it, if that's ok with you...? It just could be an awkward transition back to ShC :/ And really sorry I'm, like, a week late in replying :wut:)

"Yeah, that'd probably be for the best." Mulberrykit sighed, disappointed in the turn of events they'd had. "And sorry I ruined the day by making us do this," she added, still keeping her head down, though now it was out of shame versus frustration. She didn't think Palekit would hate her after all was said and done, but she wasn't sure she'd be happy with her. I should actually try using my brain sometimes instead of just blurting things out. Her lack of thinking had turned their afternoon rotten, and the kit wasn't proud that the whole escapade was her idea in the first place. Usually things never went quite this bad, but apparently today was the day that all changed. "I should've suggested something we could actually do." Shaking her tiny head, she stood up.

Mulberrykit was too embarrassed and guilt-tripped to look her friend in the eye, but she did raise her gaze up a tad bit. She wasn't really worried about what Palekit would say, but rather how it would impact their friendship. Most cats didn't like to be around her because she did things like what'd just happened - her siblings weren't mean in any way, shape, or form, but they knew better than anyone else what the she-kit was capable of, and they weren't good things. Just one more friend is all I want; Palekit and I were getting along so well before I ruined it! She sighed. "Sorry," She said again, still not looking the other she-kit in the eye. What little dignity Mulberrykit had left had diminished to less than an atom, and she didn't bother to hold onto it. She kept her feelings mostly bottled up, but a small huff of frustration at herself still escaped.

[Barnabas]

Frozenkit looked up at Icebelly his blueish eyes glittered in the pale light coming into the nursery. Riverkit looked up as well letting out a small purr know that her foster mother and sister were there. She felt safer knowing Icebelly was there for her. "We're fine." Frozenkit meowed padding closer to Icebelly and nuzzled one of her forepaws. Riverkit let her gaze roam around the nursery she was stile slightly purring but looking around the clan nursery seeing no cat she knew, made her a bit sad.

Icebelly let out a purr, licking each one of their heads even Flowerkit's."Are you guys gonna be alright?" asked Icebelly, not knowing why she had asked a second time. You already asked that mouse brain. Your still this way even after you got used to having them around.

[Fuzzy]

Icebelly let out a purr, licking each one of their heads even Flowerkit's."Are you guys gonna be alright?" asked Icebelly, not knowing why she had asked a second time. You already asked that mouse brain. Your still this way even after you got used to having them around.

Frozenkit purred. "You just asked that." He meowed still purring. His white fluffy tail swayed behind him, he really was a cute little kitten. Riverkit looked back at Icebelly purring louder. She leaned closer to Flowerkit. "Dose she know she asked the same thing twice?" She asked her sister in a whisper.

[Barnabas]

Frozenkit purred. "You just asked that." He meowed still purring. His white fluffy tail swayed behind him, he really was a cute little kitten. Riverkit looked back at Icebelly purring louder. She leaned closer to Flowerkit. "Dose she know she asked the same thing twice?" She asked her sister in a whisper.

Icebelly looked at her foster kits and biological kit a bit embarrassed. She looked around with a bit of uneasiness as she looked at the other cats in the den.

Flowerkit looked at Riverkit with a nod. "I think she does. She's not used to all the cats in the den. She would always sleep in a secret spot until she found out she was going to have me." Flowekit whispered back.

[Fuzzy]

Icebelly looked at her foster kits and biological kit a bit embarrassed. She looked around with a bit of uneasiness as she looked at the other cats in the den.

Flowerkit looked at Riverkit with a nod. "I think she does. She's not used to all the cats in the den. She would always sleep in a secret spot until she found out she was going to have me." Flowekit whispered back.

Riverkit looked around the den. "Why don't we all sleep there then?" She asked a bit louder then the last time. She sat down and rapped her fluffy silver tabby tail around her paws.
Frozenkit tilted his head. "Can we go outside? Its bouring in here." The fluffy white kit asked not really caring that his foster mother massed up.

[Barnabas]

Riverkit looked around the den. "Why don't we all sleep there then?" She asked a bit louder then the last time. She sat down and rapped her fluffy silver tabby tail around her paws.
Frozenkit tilted his head. "Can we go outside? Its bouring in here." The fluffy white kit asked not really caring that his foster mother massed up.

Icebelly looked at them, a bit frightened. She shook her pelt as her fur began to puff up. "Yo...You want to go into the camp?" asked Icebelly with a shudder. Icebelly moved her eyes to Flowerkit to Riverkit to Frozenkit. "Yeah we can go out into the camp if you want to." meowed Icebeely, her fur lying flat as she calmed herself down.

[bobtail]

Snowwhisker dipped his head and pressed his muzzle gently against his mate's cheek. "It's okay. I'm here for you. I'll be here to help you through this." Part of him felt bad that he couldn't share his beloved's pain, but he couldn't worry about that now. He had to make sure Streamgaze was okay.

Streamgaze managed to smile up at her mate before her pain grew and she was forced to look away. It was time.

~~~~~~~~~~

Still breathing heavily, she stared down at the three little kits gathered beside her. Two toms and a she-kit, all beautiful in their own way. Purring, she reached down and gave each kit a quick lick before glancing up at Snowwhisker. "I wonder what names to give them... maybe... Cinderkit for the dark grey tom?"

"A lovely name." Snowwhisker smiled, curled up beside his mate, staring down at the kits in adoration. "And how about Moonkit for the she-cat?" A quick nod from his mate said yes to that decision. "And perhaps Crystalkit for the silver tom." He smiled down at the tiny kit; of all of them, this one looked the most like his mother.

Captain Toad
@Socks
starfall
(That's right; after way too long, I'm bringing this back.)

[Fuzzy]

Icebelly looked at them, a bit frightened. She shook her pelt as her fur began to puff up. "Yo...You want to go into the camp?" asked Icebelly with a shudder. Icebelly moved her eyes to Flowerkit to Riverkit to Frozenkit. "Yeah we can go out into the camp if you want to." meowed Icebeely, her fur lying flat as she calmed herself down.

Frozenkit purred jumping to his paws. "Yes!" He cheered running toured the entrance trying not to get in ant other kits way. Once he got there he sat and waited for his two sisters and mother to come. "Last one out is a mouse!" He purred trying to get his sisters to hurry up.

Riverkit let out a purr forgetting about all the other cats around her except her family. She looked at Flowerkit once she got to her paws. "Ready?" She asked quietly her blue eyes shinning. Once her sister was ready she would run off and jump on Frozenkit but only when she was ready.

[Barnabas]

Frozenkit purred jumping to his paws. "Yes!" He cheered running toured the entrance trying not to get in ant other kits way. Once he got there he sat and waited for his two sisters and mother to come. "Last one out is a mouse!" He purred trying to get his sisters to hurry up.

Riverkit let out a purr forgetting about all the other cats around her except her family. She looked at Flowerkit once she got to her paws. "Ready?" She asked quietly her blue eyes shinning. Once her sister was ready she would run off and jump on Frozenkit but only when she was ready.

Icebelly walked in the front of her three kits, trying not to pay attention to the other queens. She walked out leaving the kits inside.

Flowerkit watched her mother leave before jumping on top of Frozenkit with a laugh of excitement. "Lets go exploring!" yowled Flowerkit.

[Fuzzy]

Icebelly walked in the front of her three kits, trying not to pay attention to the other queens. She walked out leaving the kits inside.

Flowerkit watched her mother leave before jumping on top of Frozenkit with a laugh of excitement. "Lets go exploring!" yowled Flowerkit.

Riverkit jumped on top of her brother as well. "Yeah! we can explore the whole camp." She purred.

Frozenkit shock his sisters off him. "Lets go then!" He yowled running out of the nursery. Riverkit followed heard on his paws.

[We'll continue in RiverClan Clearing.]

[Captain]

Constellation | starfall | Boulder | Mystical | Foggy22 | Scarwings
( I think it would be wise for us to have another time skip for when the kittens are around 3 to 4 moons old, where they can see, walk, talk and play around. How does that sound to everyone? )

[SacredMadness]

Constellation | starfall | Boulder | Mystical | Foggy22 | Scarwings
( I think it would be wise for us to have another time skip for when the kittens are around 3 to 4 moons old, where they can see, walk, talk and play around. How does that sound to everyone? )
Agreed my Robiny friend)

[Foggy22]

Constellation | starfall | Boulder | Mystical | Foggy22 | Scarwings
( I think it would be wise for us to have another time skip for when the kittens are around 3 to 4 moons old, where they can see, walk, talk and play around. How does that sound to everyone? )

(Sounds good!)

[Boulder]

Constellation | starfall | Boulder | Mystical | Foggy22 | Scarwings
( I think it would be wise for us to have another time skip for when the kittens are around 3 to 4 moons old, where they can see, walk, talk and play around. How does that sound to everyone? )
(I totally agree!)

[Barnabas]

FadingEchoes

Fallenleaf walked into the nursery with a fish in his jaws. The Tom walked over to his mates nest where Creekkit was messing around by the side wall of the den. He placed the fish in front of Brightrain with a smile. Creekkit turned around seeing his father with a excited yowl as he rushed over to Fallenleaf. Fallenleaf moved to the side, making Creekkit run face first into the nest. "Are you alright buddy?" asked Fallenleaf. Creekkit let out a nod, standing up to face his father. "I brought you some prey." meowed Fallenleaf with a purr.

[FadingEchoes]

FadingEchoes

Fallenleaf walked into the nursery with a fish in his jaws. The Tom walked over to his mates nest where Creekkit was messing around by the side wall of the den. He placed the fish in front of Brightrain with a smile. Creekkit turned around seeing his father with a excited yowl as he rushed over to Fallenleaf. Fallenleaf moved to the side, making Creekkit run face first into the nest. "Are you alright buddy?" asked Fallenleaf. Creekkit let out a nod, standing up to face his father. "I brought you some prey." meowed Fallenleaf with a purr.
BrightRain let out a purr at the sight of her mate, she stood, stretching her legs, "Hello Fallenleaf," She purred, "These two are getting big for the nursery." She meowed, gazing fondly at her two kits, "They'll be warriors before we know it." She said.
Brackenkit let out a meow of excitement as she saw her father pad into the nursery, She bounded over nosing his paws, "Did you just come back from a hunting patrol?" She asked excitedly.

[Barnabas]

BrightRain let out a purr at the sight of her mate, she stood, stretching her legs, "Hello Fallenleaf," She purred, "These two are getting big for the nursery." She meowed, gazing fondly at her two kits, "They'll be warriors before we know it." She said.
Brackenkit let out a meow of excitement as she saw her father pad into the nursery, She bounded over nosing his paws, "Did you just come back from a hunting patrol?" She asked excitedly.

Fallenleaf let out a soft purr.
"Yeah. They'll be some big cats when they're older." meowed Fallenleaf. The Tom watched as his daughter came over to him with the question. "Yep. I went hunting with my buddy's. I was lucky enough to catch two fish today. They kept jumping in the water and scare the fish." He replied to Brackenkit's question.

[FadingEchoes]

Fallenleaf let out a soft purr.
"Yeah. They'll be some big cats when they're older." meowed Fallenleaf. The Tom watched as his daughter came over to him with the question. "Yep. I went hunting with my buddy's. I was lucky enough to catch two fish today. They kept jumping in the water and scare the fish." He replied to Brackenkit's question.
Braclenkit meowed in wonder, sprinting over to her sibling she leaped on Creekkit, "I'm going to be as good of a warrior as dad is!" She boasted.

[Barnabas]

Braclenkit meowed in wonder, sprinting over to her sibling she leaped on Creekkit, "I'm going to be as good of a warrior as dad is!" She boasted.

Creekkit pushed his sister off with force, letting out a low growl. "No I am. I'm the Tom here." growled Creekkit, pinning Brakenkit down. Fallenleaf looked at his two kits with a roll of his eyes. "Alright Creekkit be nice to your sister." meowed Fallenleaf with a stern voice.

[FadingEchoes]

Creekkit pushed his sister off with force, letting out a low growl. "No I am. I'm the Tom here." growled Creekkit, pinning Brakenkit down. Fallenleaf looked at his two kits with a roll of his eyes. "Alright Creekkit be nice to your sister." meowed Fallenleaf with a stern voice.
Brackenkit hissed at her brother, her bright green eyes flashing, "So? I can still be a better warrior than you." She said, licking her paw gently and dragging it over her head.
BrightRain blinked gratefully at her mate, "I wish you were here all day," She said remorsefully, "I've never heard them listen so well." She added with a mrrow of amusement.

[Barnabas]

Brackenkit hissed at her brother, her bright green eyes flashing, "So? I can still be a better warrior than you." She said, licking her paw gently and dragging it over her head.
BrightRain blinked gratefully at her mate, "I wish you were here all day," She said remorsefully, "I've never heard them listen so well." She added with a mrrow of amusement.


Fallenleaf looked at Brightrain. "Yeah. I just wished Creekkit liked me." he said in a low voice. Creekkit walked away from his sister with his pointed straight up. Fallenleaf watched his son walk away. "see" meowed Fallenleaf.

[FadingEchoes]

Fallenleaf looked at Brightrain. "Yeah. I just wished Creekkit liked me." he said in a low voice. Creekkit walked away from his sister with his pointed straight up. Fallenleaf watched his son walk away. "see" meowed Fallenleaf.
BrightRain nodded sadly, "He'll come around eventually." She assured him, nuzzling his shoulder gently.
(Ahhhhh writer's block.)

[Barnabas]

BrightRain nodded sadly, "He'll come around eventually." She assured him, nuzzling his shoulder gently.
(Ahhhhh writer's block.)

Fallenleaf nodded, still a bit unsure. "Hopefully." he whispered softly. The tom looked at Creekkit, thinking about going over to him.

[FadingEchoes]

Fallenleaf nodded, still a bit unsure. "Hopefully." he whispered softly. The tom looked at Creekkit, thinking about going over to him.
BrightRain let her tail rest on Fallenleaf's shoulder, trusting him to do what he thought was right.
Brackenkit trotted after Creekkit, "C'mon Creekkit! Let's play a game!" She meowed, boredom setting in.

[Barnabas]

BrightRain let her tail rest on Fallenleaf's shoulder, trusting him to do what he thought was right.
Brackenkit trotted after Creekkit, "C'mon Creekkit! Let's play a game!" She meowed, boredom setting in.

Creekkit looked at Brakenkit with a smile. "What game do you want to play?" asked Creekkit. Fallenleaf walked over to the two with a friendly smile. "Hey can I hang out with you guys?" wondered Fallenleaf. Creekkit let out a snort. "No thanks." he replied. Fallenleaf's ear drifted down to his head as his son totally blew him off.

[FadingEchoes]

Creekkit looked at Brakenkit with a smile. "What game do you want to play?" asked Creekkit. Fallenleaf walked over to the two with a friendly smile. "Hey can I hang out with you guys?" wondered Fallenleaf. Creekkit let out a snort. "No thanks." he replied. Fallenleaf's ear drifted down to his head as his son totally blew him off.
"Hmm, how about you be ThunderClan warrior, and I'll be defending the nursery?" She asked, then frowned as he blew off their father, "Oh come on Creekkit, he can play with us!"

[Barnabas]

"Hmm, how about you be ThunderClan warrior, and I'll be defending the nursery?" She asked, then frowned as he blew off their father, "Oh come on Creekkit, he can play with us!"

Creekkit looked at Brakenkit then at his father. "Oh. Alright. He can play." meowed Creekkit giving in. Fallenleaf looked at his son with a smile. He sat down beside his kits with excitement.

[FadingEchoes]

Creekkit looked at Brakenkit then at his father. "Oh. Alright. He can play." meowed Creekkit giving in. Fallenleaf looked at his son with a smile. He sat down beside his kits with excitement.
Brackenkit wiggled her rump before jumping on her brother, "For Riverclan!" She exclaimed, giggling.
BrightRain purred in amusement watching her family absentmindedly.

[Barnabas]

Brackenkit wiggled her rump before jumping on her brother, "For Riverclan!" She exclaimed, giggling.
BrightRain purred in amusement watching her family absentmindedly.

fallenleaf looked over at Brightrain with a smile. The older tom starred at his mate with a purr. Without any notice Creekkit got out of Brakenkit's grasp, sneaking up on his dad from behind. "I got him!" yowled Creekkit

[FadingEchoes]

fallenleaf looked over at Brightrain with a smile. The older tom starred at his mate with a purr. Without any notice Creekkit got out of Brakenkit's grasp, sneaking up on his dad from behind. "I got him!" yowled Creekkit
Brackenkit scampered after her brother, also pouncing on him.

[Barnabas]

Brackenkit scampered after her brother, also pouncing on him.

Fallenleaf tried to shake them off, making his way over to Brightrain as he was able to see where he was going. He smelled his mates smell. "Watch out!" he warned.

[FadingEchoes]

Fallenleaf tried to shake them off, making his way over to Brightrain as he was able to see where he was going. He smelled his mates smell. "Watch out!" he warned.
BrightRain purred in amusement, nosing Brackenkit off of Fallenleaf gently.

Brackenkit let out a mock snarl, leaping on to her mother, "For RiverClan!" She yowled again.

[Captain]

Constellation | starfall | Boulder | Mystical | Foggy22 | Scarwings “Perhaps it would be wise to have the kittens play for the first time today.” Sproutwhisker mewed to his beloved mate, “The first snowfall is destined to come around soon and it is quite nice outside this morning, we should take advantage of that. What do you think, dear?” The black-furred tomcat blinked out into the spacious clearing of the camp as he sat beside his mate, who was laying down and keeping an eye on their five kittens - whose eyes and ears were fully one. They were beginning to talk and even walking now, which made the male more than proud of his children at the moment. He hoped silently that Ripplewhisker was smiling down upon them right now from the stars above. His tail swept across the ground before he turned and laid down across from Talonfang, watching the five bundles wrestle around and enjoy their youth without a care in the world. “I could keep an eye on them while you get some well-deserved rest.” He offered with a smile resting on his maw as he leaned down to keep to eye level with the kittens that were his own. “How does that sound? Does anyone want to go outside and play?”

[SacredMadness]

Constellation | starfall | Boulder | Mystical | Foggy22 | Scarwings “Perhaps it would be wise to have the kittens play for the first time today.” Sproutwhisker mewed to his beloved mate, “The first snowfall is destined to come around soon and it is quite nice outside this morning, we should take advantage of that. What do you think, dear?” The black-furred tomcat blinked out into the spacious clearing of the camp as he sat beside his mate, who was laying down and keeping an eye on their five kittens - whose eyes and ears were fully one. They were beginning to talk and even walking now, which made the male more than proud of his children at the moment. He hoped silently that Ripplewhisker was smiling down upon them right now from the stars above. His tail swept across the ground before he turned and laid down across from Talonfang, watching the five bundles wrestle around and enjoy their youth without a care in the world. “I could keep an eye on them while you get some well-deserved rest.” He offered with a smile resting on his maw as he leaned down to keep to eye level with the kittens that were his own. “How does that sound? Does anyone want to go outside and play?”
Talonfang yawned and looked sleepily at Sproutwhisker. "For once in my short life that sounds like a good idea," she replied drowsily. The white and black shecat laid her soft head on her paws and her icy blue eyes slowly shut. (Since this roleplay is sorta fading should we have her like,I don't know, die in her sleep from over exhaustion or something? Or a temporary Charrie poisons her. Or we could brainstorm some ideas to pick it back up again!)

[Captain]

Talonfang yawned and looked sleepily at Sproutwhisker. "For once in my short life that sounds like a good idea," she replied drowsily. The white and black shecat laid her soft head on her paws and her icy blue eyes slowly shut. (Since this roleplay is sorta fading should we have her like,I don't know, die in her sleep from over exhaustion or something? Or a temporary Charrie poisons her. Or we could brainstorm some ideas to pick it back up again!)
Constellation | starfall | Boulder | Mystical | Foggy22
A small, warm smile slipped onto the black-furred tomcat’s maw as he took note of Talonfang’s sleepy gaze, making him chuckle and lick her forehead. “Then consider it done, I want you to take it easy for today while I keep an eye on the kittens. I’ll bring you a piece of prey later that we can share together.” He mewed, his tone softened as he watched his mate rest her head on top of her paws before letting her eyes shut ever so gently as she drifted off into a peaceful sleep. Sproutwhisker looked to the five young ones that were now his responsibility. “Let’s go enjoy this warm weather while your mother rests, shall we?” He purred as he picked up the first kitten he saw, which was Jaguarkit, lightly in his jaws as he led the other four outside to play in the sunshine. It was a very nice day out and he hoped to get to know his children, playing toss the moss ball and pretending he was a badger while they all tackled him. These were the type of activities that Ripplewhisker and him did when he was their age, it made him purr, knowing that he had a chance to be the father that Ripple had been to him so very ago now.

[SacredMadness]

Constellation | starfall | Boulder | Mystical | Foggy22
A small, warm smile slipped onto the black-furred tomcat’s maw as he took note of Talonfang’s sleepy gaze, making him chuckle and lick her forehead. “Then consider it done, I want you to take it easy for today while I keep an eye on the kittens. I’ll bring you a piece of prey later that we can share together.” He mewed, his tone softened as he watched his mate rest her head on top of her paws before letting her eyes shut ever so gently as she drifted off into a peaceful sleep. Sproutwhisker looked to the five young ones that were now his responsibility. “Let’s go enjoy this warm weather while your mother rests, shall we?” He purred as he picked up the first kitten he saw, which was Jaguarkit, lightly in his jaws as he led the other four outside to play in the sunshine. It was a very nice day out and he hoped to get to know his children, playing toss the moss ball and pretending he was a badger while they all tackled him. These were the type of activities that Ripplewhisker and him did when he was their age, it made him purr, knowing that he had a chance to be the father that Ripple had been to him so very ago now.
Talonfang smiled as she was not fully asleep yet. She let her eyes rest and a quiet purr rumbled from her. But then the purring stopped. It was hard to breath. (????)

[Captain]

Talonfang smiled as she was not fully asleep yet. She let her eyes rest and a quiet purr rumbled from her. But then the purring stopped. It was hard to breath. (????)
“Oh Starclan... Why must you take this one so soon?” Ripplewhisker quietly thought to himself, a certain sadness showing within his eyes, “Why must you do this to my son?” He asked the cats of the stars above over and over again as he softly touched down into the Riverclan camp, his paws silent as they left no tracks or sound. He glanced around at the clanmates that were conversing with one another throughout the quiet, sun-warmed clearing. He could not bring himself to look directly at Sproutwhisker, his adopted son, for a long time, despite the fact that he could not see the Starclan warrior right now anyways. He looked so happy right now, so carefree with his children. A low, rumbling growl stirred in his throat now. Of course, they had to take the one cat that brought Sproutwhisker back to reality after losing him when he passed of Greencough many moons ago. Were their ancestors that heartless towards the black-furred male that they had to do this? Was it some sort of sickened joke that he, Ripplewhisker, had to be the one to take his mate to Starclan now? The maine coon didn’t like this and he did not want to do this, but he had to - there was no other choice. Stepping into the nursery den without the faintest of sound coming from him, his gaze landed on the shecat that laid in one of the many moss nests, her body completely still and unmoving, not even a trace of breath coming from her. Heart failure, they told him, that’s what would be her end. “Talonfang..” Ripplewhisker murmured, his tone softened and almost coming off as a gentle whisper as he leaned down and nudged the female, “It is time to wake up now, young one.” To the maine coon, this shecat was quite younger than he was, so it was a shame that she had to die so early while having so many more potential moons ahead of her. His tail lightly swished behind him as this happened.

[Cosmo]

Constellation | starfall | Boulder | Mystical | Foggy22
A small, warm smile slipped onto the black-furred tomcat’s maw as he took note of Talonfang’s sleepy gaze, making him chuckle and lick her forehead. “Then consider it done, I want you to take it easy for today while I keep an eye on the kittens. I’ll bring you a piece of prey later that we can share together.” He mewed, his tone softened as he watched his mate rest her head on top of her paws before letting her eyes shut ever so gently as she drifted off into a peaceful sleep. Sproutwhisker looked to the five young ones that were now his responsibility. “Let’s go enjoy this warm weather while your mother rests, shall we?” He purred as he picked up the first kitten he saw, which was Jaguarkit, lightly in his jaws as he led the other four outside to play in the sunshine. It was a very nice day out and he hoped to get to know his children, playing toss the moss ball and pretending he was a badger while they all tackled him. These were the type of activities that Ripplewhisker and him did when he was their age, it made him purr, knowing that he had a chance to be the father that Ripple had been to him so very ago now.


A small she-kit hissed in annoyance, her claws digging into the moss bedding. "Why?" She squeaked in her high pitched voice turning to face Sproutwhisker. Her father wanted to take her out into the sun? The bright light thing that was extremely bright and irritating? No! He wouldn't let her out into the beauty of night, yet he wanted her to go outside now? The thought made Pitchkit's usually negative attitude even worse. She did not want to go outside. Perhas to see the sunset or the sunrise. The night definitely, but her parents insisted on her sleeping at that time. However she completely disagreed. Kits were allowed no freedom. It was unfair! Pitchkit wanted to be a apprentice as soon as she could. She hated being a kit. No freedom! No nothing. Rules were meant to be broken and her parents did not seem to agree with that statement. Pitchkit burief back done in her mothers fur, listening contently to the purr she had known since birth. That was, until it stopped. "Momma!" she screeched.

[SacredMadness]

“Oh Starclan... Why must you take this one so soon?” Ripplewhisker quietly thought to himself, a certain sadness showing within his eyes, “Why must you do this to my son?” He asked the cats of the stars above over and over again as he softly touched down into the Riverclan camp, his paws silent as they left no tracks or sound. He glanced around at the clanmates that were conversing with one another throughout the quiet, sun-warmed clearing. He could not bring himself to look directly at Sproutwhisker, his adopted son, for a long time, despite the fact that he could not see the Starclan warrior right now anyways. He looked so happy right now, so carefree with his children. A low, rumbling growl stirred in his throat now. Of course, they had to take the one cat that brought Sproutwhisker back to reality after losing him when he passed of Greencough many moons ago. Were their ancestors that heartless towards the black-furred male that they had to do this? Was it some sort of sickened joke that he, Ripplewhisker, had to be the one to take his mate to Starclan now? The maine coon didn’t like this and he did not want to do this, but he had to - there was no other choice. Stepping into the nursery den without the faintest of sound coming from him, his gaze landed on the shecat that laid in one of the many moss nests, her body completely still and unmoving, not even a trace of breath coming from her. Heart failure, they told him, that’s what would be her end. “Talonfang..” Ripplewhisker murmured, his tone softened and almost coming off as a gentle whisper as he leaned down and nudged the female, “It is time to wake up now, young one.” To the maine coon, this shecat was quite younger than he was, so it was a shame that she had to die so early while having so many more potential moons ahead of her. His tail lightly swished behind him as this happened.
(Dude, I'm starting to cry)
Talonfang murmured some words of nonsense as she got up. She did not notice her physical body still on the ground. She turned to the cat who had stirred her and recognized him instantly. "Ripplewhisker?" She said uncertain.

[Captain]

(Dude, I'm starting to cry)
Talonfang murmured some words of nonsense as she got up. She did not notice her physical body still on the ground. She turned to the cat who had stirred her and recognized him instantly. "Ripplewhisker?" She said uncertain.
“Hello, Talonfang.” Ripplewhisker murmured to the shecat once she had woken and heaved herself to her paws, “I know that I said that I wished to speak with you again, but this was not what I had in mind, not in the slightest..” The large maine coon couldn’t bring himself to let his gaze lower to Talonfang’s limp body that still rested in the moss bed as she stood before him with her fur sparkling with stardust and slightly transparent, like his was now. He asked his ancestors up above once again, why must it be her of all cats that must die today? The old male did not know why this had to happen and why must his adopted son go through so much pain like this. His jaws parted to speak again, but the heart-shattering wail of a kitten sounded between the two of them, which made him stiffen as he looked down to notice one of her kittens, Pitchkit, was still against the lifeless shecat’s belly, screeching for their mother. It was a sight that would haunt the tomcat for a very long time, but Ripplewhisker needed to keep his stance and do what he was instructed to do now. “I-It is your time to join me in the stars up above, Talonfang.” He said, his voice faltering slightly in the process, “I am so sorry that this has to happen, but you must come with me.” Ripplewhisker hated doing this, he really did.

[Foggy22]

Constellation | starfall | Boulder | Mystical | Foggy22
A small, warm smile slipped onto the black-furred tomcat’s maw as he took note of Talonfang’s sleepy gaze, making him chuckle and lick her forehead. “Then consider it done, I want you to take it easy for today while I keep an eye on the kittens. I’ll bring you a piece of prey later that we can share together.” He mewed, his tone softened as he watched his mate rest her head on top of her paws before letting her eyes shut ever so gently as she drifted off into a peaceful sleep. Sproutwhisker looked to the five young ones that were now his responsibility. “Let’s go enjoy this warm weather while your mother rests, shall we?” He purred as he picked up the first kitten he saw, which was Jaguarkit, lightly in his jaws as he led the other four outside to play in the sunshine. It was a very nice day out and he hoped to get to know his children, playing toss the moss ball and pretending he was a badger while they all tackled him. These were the type of activities that Ripplewhisker and him did when he was their age, it made him purr, knowing that he had a chance to be the father that Ripple had been to him so very ago now.

A small she-kit hissed in annoyance, her claws digging into the moss bedding. "Why?" She squeaked in her high pitched voice turning to face Sproutwhisker. Her father wanted to take her out into the sun? The bright light thing that was extremely bright and irritating? No! He wouldn't let her out into the beauty of night, yet he wanted her to go outside now? The thought made Pitchkit's usually negative attitude even worse. She did not want to go outside. Perhas to see the sunset or the sunrise. The night definitely, but her parents insisted on her sleeping at that time. However she completely disagreed. Kits were allowed no freedom. It was unfair! Pitchkit wanted to be a apprentice as soon as she could. She hated being a kit. No freedom! No nothing. Rules were meant to be broken and her parents did not seem to agree with that statement. Pitchkit burief back done in her mothers fur, listening contently to the purr she had known since birth. That was, until it stopped. "Momma!" she screeched.


(Dude, I'm starting to cry)
Talonfang murmured some words of nonsense as she got up. She did not notice her physical body still on the ground. She turned to the cat who had stirred her and recognized him instantly. "Ripplewhisker?" She said uncertain.

”Okay!” The young she-cat replied, and happily trotted out of the nursery. Hearing her sister's complaints, Spottedkit turned around and playfully shoved Pitchkit. “C’mon sis! It’ll be fun, you’ll see!” When Pitchkit went back to Talonfang, Spottedkit gave an exasperated sigh. She soon cut it off however, when she heard Talonfang stop purring. She hurried over to her mother. She gasped, and rushed outside to Sproutwhisker. "Something’s wrong with Talonfang!” She exclaimed, slightly panicking.

[SacredMadness]

“Hello, Talonfang.” Ripplewhisker murmured to the shecat once she had woken and heaved herself to her paws, “I know that I said that I wished to speak with you again, but this was not what I had in mind, not in the slightest..” The large maine coon couldn’t bring himself to let his gaze lower to Talonfang’s limp body that still rested in the moss bed as she stood before him with her fur sparkling with stardust and slightly transparent, like his was now. He asked his ancestors up above once again, why must it be her of all cats that must die today? The old male did not know why this had to happen and why must his adopted son go through so much pain like this. His jaws parted to speak again, but the heart-shattering wail of a kitten sounded between the two of them, which made him stiffen as he looked down to notice one of her kittens, Pitchkit, was still against the lifeless shecat’s belly, screeching for their mother. It was a sight that would haunt the tomcat for a very long time, but Ripplewhisker needed to keep his stance and do what he was instructed to do now. “I-It is your time to join me in the stars up above, Talonfang.” He said, his voice faltering slightly in the process, “I am so sorry that this has to happen, but you must come with me.” Ripplewhisker hated doing this, he really did.
Talonfang burst into tears as she saw and heard her daughter. "Pitchkit! I'm here baby!" She cried she suck to the ground although there was no sound. She shakily stood up again but was still crying she snuffled and nodded to Ripplewhisker.

[Captain]

A small she-kit hissed in annoyance, her claws digging into the moss bedding. "Why?" She squeaked in her high pitched voice turning to face Sproutwhisker. Her father wanted to take her out into the sun? The bright light thing that was extremely bright and irritating? No! He wouldn't let her out into the beauty of night, yet he wanted her to go outside now? The thought made Pitchkit's usually negative attitude even worse. She did not want to go outside. Perhas to see the sunset or the sunrise. The night definitely, but her parents insisted on her sleeping at that time. However she completely disagreed. Kits were allowed no freedom. It was unfair! Pitchkit wanted to be a apprentice as soon as she could. She hated being a kit. No freedom! No nothing. Rules were meant to be broken and her parents did not seem to agree with that statement. Pitchkit burief back done in her mothers fur, listening contently to the purr she had known since birth. That was, until it stopped. "Momma!" she screeched.

”Okay!” The young she-cat replied, and happily trotted out of the nursery. Hearing her sister's complaints, Spottedkit turned around and playfully shoved Pitchkit. “C’mon sis! It’ll be fun, you’ll see!” When Pitchkit went back to Talonfang, Spottedkit gave an exasperated sigh. She soon cut it off however, when she heard Talonfang stop purring. She hurried over to her mother. She gasped, and rushed outside to Sproutwhisker. "Something’s wrong with Talonfang!” She exclaimed, slightly panicking.


As the black-furred warrior padded outside into the warm sunlight with Jaguarkit still gently hanging in his jaws, Sproutwhisker immediately heard the loud screech that belonged to one of his beloved daughters, Pitchkit, which made him immediately turn on his paws and rush back into the nursery, his eyes landing upon the small kitten that was currently pressing their face into the fur of their mother’s belly, wailing over and over again. An immediate pang of fear struck Sproutwhisker as he went over to the moss bed that belonged to his family, resting his son down in the softened nest before laying down beside the shecat, who was completely still without even a faint purr stirring from her, which was usually what happened when she slept. He looked to Spottedkit and Pitchkit, who whimpered and stayed close to their mother. “Talonfang?” He whispered, nudging his mate lightly, but she did not move, “Talonfang? Talonfang! Wake up!” He buried his muzzle into her neck, but her body was cold and there was no sound of breath coming from the queen. “No.. No, please.. You were okay just a little bit ago..” The male murmured, his tail curling around the shecat as tears brimmed in the corners of his eyes, “Please wake up.. Please.. Your kittens need a mother.. I need you..” His heart began to race at an unnatural pace as tears ran down the sides of his face as the male uttered a heartstuck yowl of denial and pain that voiced his emotions - his beloved Talonfang was gone forever.

[Cosmo]

As the black-furred warrior padded outside into the warm sunlight with Jaguarkit still gently hanging in his jaws, Sproutwhisker immediately heard the loud screech that belonged to one of his beloved daughters, Pitchkit, which made him immediately turn on his paws and rush back into the nursery, his eyes landing upon the small kitten that was currently pressing their face into the fur of their mother’s belly, wailing over and over again. An immediate pang of fear struck Sproutwhisker as he went over to the moss bed that belonged to his family, resting his son down in the softened nest before laying down beside the shecat, who was completely still without even a faint purr stirring from her, which was usually what happened when she slept. He looked to Pitchkit, who whimpered and stayed close to their mother. “Talonfang?” He whispered, nudging his mate lightly, but she did not move, “Talonfang? Talonfang! Wake up!” He buried his muzzle into her neck, but her body was cold and there was no sound of breath coming from the queen. “No.. No, please.. You were okay just a little bit ago..” The male murmured, his tail curling around the shecat as tears brimmed in the corners of his eyes, “Please wake up.. Please.. Your kittens need a mother.. I need you..” His heart began to race at an unnatural pace as tears ran down the sides of his face as the male uttered a heartstuck yowl of denial and pain that voiced his emotions - his beloved Talonfang was gone forever.


Pitchkit was usually the fiercest of the kits. The negative one. Always strong. Never broken. But when she saw her mother lying there, not breathing and cold, with her father curled around her crying. Pitchkit was different. She frowned. Because unlike most kits she understood. She wasn't young anymore, and she knew cats died. But the strange thing was how her mother had died? If the molly had been all about facts she would have asked that. But she was not. She was about herself. And those she loved. About doom. And the last thing. Yes the last thing had just happened to her mother. But also to her, her littermates, and her father. She was never going to see Talonfang ever again. The beautiful black and white she-cat was dead. Pitchkit was never going to see her again. Whether she liked it again. Fighting back tears the molly spoke. "She's dead." The kitten whispered, but she did not wail like her father she merely dipped her had sadly. "Who will be my mother now?"

[Captain]

Talonfang burst into tears as she saw and heard her daughter. "Pitchkit! I'm here baby!" She cried she suck to the ground although there was no sound. She shakily stood up again but was still crying she snuffled and nodded to Ripplewhisker.
It only made this situation much worse for the maine coon once he saw another one of their kittens, Spottedkit, rush into the nursery after hearing her sister’s wailing of distress. He stood there, frozen in his place as the whole family rushed into the nursery, seeing poor Sproutwhisker with Jaguarkit hanging from his jaws as he now realized what was happening. This was a cruel joke from Starclan surely, he couldn’t help but think that as he could only watch as the whole family mourned the loss of a mother and mate now. Sproutwhisker’s heartbroken yowl that rang through the nursery den made the warrior’s ears flatten against his head. “I’m so sorry, my son.. I’m so very sorry..” He whispered, forcing himself not to cry now as he brought his gaze back up to Talonfang, who had now accepted that there was nothing that could be done. It was hard to look into the shecat’s eyes, seeing the tears and pain within them. “Follow me, I will take you to Starclan now - your new home.” Without another word, Ripplewhisker turned on his paws and walked out of the nursery, slowly fading away back to Starclan, knowing that Talonfang would fade away with him as the scene of her mourning mate and children was still fresh in his thoughts and would keep him awake for a very long time.

[SacredMadness]

It only made this situation much worse for the maine coon once he saw another one of their kittens, Spottedkit, rush into the nursery after hearing her sister’s wailing of distress. He stood there, frozen in his place as the whole family rushed into the nursery, seeing poor Sproutwhisker with Jaguarkit hanging from his jaws as he now realized what was happening. This was a cruel joke from Starclan surely, he couldn’t help but think that as he could only watch as the whole family mourned the loss of a mother and mate now. Sproutwhisker’s heartbroken yowl that rang through the nursery den made the warrior’s ears flatten against his head. “I’m so sorry, my son.. I’m so very sorry..” He whispered, forcing himself not to cry now as he brought his gaze back up to Talonfang, who had now accepted that there was nothing that could be done. It was hard to look into the shecat’s eyes, seeing the tears and pain within them. “Follow me, I will take you to Starclan now - your new home.” Without another word, Ripplewhisker turned on his paws and walked out of the nursery, slowly fading away back to Starclan, knowing that Talonfang would fade away with him as the scene of her mourning mate and children was still fresh in his thoughts and would keep him awake for a very long time.
Talonfang hung her head and followed Ripplewhisker. "B-but Ripplewhisker, I didn't even get to day good bye." She said. Tear drops silently fell from her face.

[Captain]

Pitchkit was usually the fiercest of the kits. The negative one. Always strong. Never broken. But when she saw her mother lying there, not breathing and cold, with her father curled around her crying. Pitchkit was different. She frowned. Because unlike most kits she understood. She wasn't young anymore, and she knew cats died. But the strange thing was how her mother had died? If the molly had been all about facts she would have asked that. But she was not. She was about herself. And those she loved. About doom. And the last thing. Yes the last thing had just happened to her mother. But also to her, her littermates, and her father. She was never going to see Talonfang ever again. The beautiful black and white she-cat was dead. Pitchkit was never going to see her again. Whether she liked it again. Fighting back tears the molly spoke. "She's dead." The kitten whispered, but she did not wail like her father she merely dipped her had sadly. "Who will be my mother now?"

Constellation | starfall | Boulder | Foggy22 | woly
Sproutwhisker didn’t know what to do, what to think, what to even feel at this point. His body was shaking like he was cold and out in the snow, feeling his heartbeat slowly soften as the tomcat’s painful yowling had faded away from the ringing in his ears. He buried his face into Talonfang’s neck, his claws digging into the moss underneath his paws as he regained himself ever so slowly with an endless ache in his chest and head. Was this really how the tomcat’s life would go? After he had lost Ripplewhisker to sickness so many moons ago, the black-furred warrior thought that Talonfang was his savior from this endless pain. She was supposed to live for so many more moons with him, they were going to watch their kittens grow to become noble warriors of Riverclan together as they aged in the Elder’s den and then they would go to Starclan together. Sproutwhisker didn’t know if he would be able to take this pain for much longer, this endless torture that he seemed to receive since he opened his eyes as a youth. The tomcat drew away from his emotional blur once his daughter’s whispering words stirred in his ears, making him remember once again that he was a father. He had five little ones to take care of all on his own now. He lifted his head to peer at Pitchkit for a moment. “She is with the stars now.” Sproutwhisker murmured, hating to just say that she was merely dead, “With my father, Ripplewhisker, your grandfather, safe from pain and harm.” He managed to actually heaved himself to his paws and shakingly lay down with his children, pulling them close to him and away from their lifeless mother. “I will take care of you, I promise. I will make sure all of you grow up to make your mother proud.” He was saying these words without much thought, almost to get him through this time, to help himself, though he was breaking inside now.

[Brilliance]

For a kit like Jaguar, he was certainly something special. A special case indeed. For as all this had been going on, he stayed remotely silent. Staring into space. Blinking his icy gaze for a moment, but not uttering a word. The kittens came to be that age where they could see, hear, and speak. All the moons that Jaguarkit nursed, he never talked. He was like a statue. A stoned aged one that seemed to have his living soul taken out of his growing body. Was...was this normal? Had his siblings saw what he seen? The color...black. Gloom. Darkness. The color of his entire world. When Jaguarkit was lifted by his father, he fought back - at first. Under the impression that someone was attacking him. It made him jump, move quickly as he didn't see, nor hear the movement. Though, this "attack" was not a vicious one. In fact, it was a gentle loft, where a mother would carry their little ones. So, instinctively Jaguarkit relaxed. He known fondly the scent of his parents. His mother and his father. He didn't know why his father picked him up - oh, were they moving? And, if so, to where? All the while, questions unanswered, the tom hung limply in the jaws of Sproutwhisker. His ears folded, having no use to perk anyway with the disabilities he had. Since he had been born blind and deaf, the Tom took a lot of effort sniffing out certain scents. Like the ones of his family members, whom held the scent of salty fish. It wasn't his favorite scent, he would admit, but it was a loving scent that washed upon him, making him realize that he was in safe paws.
In a sudden flash, everything came so quickly. Jaguarkit let out a screech of dismay. What was with the sudden rush? Why had everyone went bonkers? Jaguarkit found that he was put down in the midst of all this. Though, he stayed silent through it all. Unmoving. Blinking his gaze. He didn't know of the rash death of his mother, nor the horrible situation that his other siblings witnessed. He stayed still. Like a rock. His paw tapped the tough surface, taking note that he was in the nursery still. Same place? Same spot? Certainly not. Maybe, his mother was near. Jaguarkit lifted his muzzle, closing his lids to inhale her scent. In a flush, he was in the embrace of his father. Sproutwhisker's scent flooded his nostrils heavily, no sign of his mother. Just because he couldn't see or hear, didn't mean he had no clue what was going on. Certainly he found everything irrational. But this? Something serious happened. As in something bad. Something not for the faint-hearted. Desperately he wished to utter his words. Can't they read his mind? Just once...just please. But, based on the heavy mourning of the occasion, and the fact that his father held them frighteningly close, Jaguarkit found himself whimpering.

The Little Robin || Mystical || Boulder || Foggy22 || starfall

[Foggy22]

The Little Robin | Mystical | Constellation | Boulder | starfall

Spottedkit gave a wail of grief as the truth dawned upon her. Tears rolled down her face. She looked at her father, as grief stricken as her, and all her siblings. No. He was even sadder than all her siblings combined. She went closer to her mother, nuzzling her sadly. "I wish you could have lived longer." she whispered softly into Talonfang's fur. She stepped back, and sat down next to her sister. When Sproutwhisker gathered her and her siblings into a big embrace, she cuddled up to him, still crying. Then there was a question stuck in her mind. Why did she die? She had always seemed so strong, so loving. Why would she be taken from them at such an early stage?

[Barnabas]

BrightRain purred in amusement, nosing Brackenkit off of Fallenleaf gently.

Brackenkit let out a mock snarl, leaping on to her mother, "For RiverClan!" She yowled again.

Fallenleaf looked at Brakenkit as he jumped on top of her mother in amusement. "Whats the best clan ever!?" yowled Fallenleaf.

[Boulder]

@The Ghostly Robin| Mystical| Constellation| Foggy22| starfall

Beechkit perked his ears as his father walked towards the five of them. Now, he was used to him coming to visit them and their mother, and the kit was happy that his father could visit them sometimes. He was always amazed by how he crossed the wall, by how he could trespass it without hurting his nose. Beechkit always thought that that wall was special, somehow. It was full of light, and he had to blink to keep looking. It felt warmth sometimes, others it was cold and the young kit didn't like it at all.
However, Beechkit looked confused as he saw his father bringing one of his littermates through the wall.
"What are you doing?"The kit mumbled, joining the duo. At least, that was what he wanted to do.
A sudden squeak broke his eye contact with his father's back, and brought his head to turn sharply towards his mother. She lied still, as always. When she slept, Beechkit remembered he used to cudde next to her, wondering if she was having some kind of dream. But this time, there was something different... something his paws cannot reach for his number of moons is too small. There's something blood-curdling (?) from the way the she-cat is sleeping. But Beechkit did not dare to get closer, to find comfort in the already gone warmth of his mother.
The kit just sat back down, uneasy, looking warily at his mother's fur. His paws prickled as a shiver ran down his spine. But he did not want to admit it.
Pitchkit's words stabbed his small and young heart for several seconds, as he stiffened. He just stared blankly at the amount of fur in the nursery.

All those memories... where they gone? All that time... was it wasted? The kit didn't know an answer suitable for him. His mother was gone. She was really gone. And it wasn't a game, they weren't playing. That wasn't a "fake". That was life. The second later it's soul had been clawed out by StarClan. He just kept staring in horror, before he could make a move. He uncertainly got closer, touching her mother's paw with his nose. He shivered. It was cold.

The warmth that had welcomed him to life was now gone forever.

[FadingEchoes]

Fallenleaf looked at Brakenkit as he jumped on top of her mother in amusement. "Whats the best clan ever!?" yowled Fallenleaf.
Brackenkit's whiskers twitched in amusement, "RiverClan of course!" She yelped back, her tail tip twitching.

[graves]

Constellation | starfall | Boulder | Foggy22 | woly
Sproutwhisker didn’t know what to do, what to think, what to even feel at this point. His body was shaking like he was cold and out in the snow, feeling his heartbeat slowly soften as the tomcat’s painful yowling had faded away from the ringing in his ears. He buried his face into Talonfang’s neck, his claws digging into the moss underneath his paws as he regained himself ever so slowly with an endless ache in his chest and head. Was this really how the tomcat’s life would go? After he had lost Ripplewhisker to sickness so many moons ago, the black-furred warrior thought that Talonfang was his savior from this endless pain. She was supposed to live for so many more moons with him, they were going to watch their kittens grow to become noble warriors of Riverclan together as they aged in the Elder’s den and then they would go to Starclan together. Sproutwhisker didn’t know if he would be able to take this pain for much longer, this endless torture that he seemed to receive since he opened his eyes as a youth. The tomcat drew away from his emotional blur once his daughter’s whispering words stirred in his ears, making him remember once again that he was a father. He had five little ones to take care of all on his own now. He lifted his head to peer at Pitchkit for a moment. “She is with the stars now.” Sproutwhisker murmured, hating to just say that she was merely dead, “With my father, Ripplewhisker, your grandfather, safe from pain and harm.” He managed to actually heaved himself to his paws and shakingly lay down with his children, pulling them close to him and away from their lifeless mother. “I will take care of you, I promise. I will make sure all of you grow up to make your mother proud.” He was saying these words without much thought, almost to get him through this time, to help himself, though he was breaking inside now.
he couldnt help it. he couldnt let a cat break down only fox lengths away from him, feeling probably the worse pain you could ever feel in life. loss. the feeling of a loved one being ripped away from you without a goodbye, not being able to hold them close anymore, to see their smiling face everyday. to be blessed with their presence. whisperblaze had felt this to many times. with his first love, tumbledrop. his kits, shiverkit, risingkit and settingkit. it hurt. it stung, to have them be so close one moment and gone. the feeling that you couldve done something, the ever lasting feeling of regret. it was something he felt with every living breath he took he could understand somewhat of what the warrior was going through. he stepped over his own kits, who were pressed close to his belly, slowly walking over to where sproutwhisker was. he stood next to him,crouching down to lay next to the mourning warrior. he pressed somewhat close to him, using his thick and soft fur hopefully as a comforting feeling. there was nothing he could say that could truly comfort the warrior, but it was better then mourning here alone, to feel alone. ¨im sorry for your loss,¨he spoke softly, blue eyes sincere, voice soft.

[Captain]

Constellation | starfall | Boulder | Foggy22 | woly | Mystical
Sproutwhisker had experienced so much loss throughout his life and sometimes he could only wonder if it was some kind of punishment, but what had he even done wrong? He was not sure of anything anymore and right now, all he could do was mourn the death of his beloved Talonfang while comforting his five kittens that now lacked a mother to snuggle up to when the nights were cold. He was a widower and there was no question about it, a single father as well and all he could do was lay there in utter silence as his children whimpered and mewed with dismay, realizing that she was gone and would never be coming back. The black-furred warrior spat at Starclan for doing this to them, taking away the light of his life, the mate that he loved so dearly and the mother to his kittens. While Spottedkit cried into his fur and Jaguarkit whimpered quietly, the young tomcat watched as Beechkit pressed his small muzzle into his mother and her stiffened paw that lacked the comforting warmth that they had known since birth. He didn’t know what to do, what to say right now. His heart ached as much as it did the day that he had lost his father to sickness - perhaps even more because he wasn’t even there with her when she passed away. Sproutwhisker choose to just be there for his kittens as they all mourned the loss of Talonfang. He gently laid down in the moss nest that was supposed to be for new life, kittens, but now it was a death bed it seemed. It was a dark thought that he hated to dwell on right now. He made sure to hold Wavekit, Spottedkit, Pitchkit and Jaguarkit close to him as he nuzzled Beechkit softly as he shivered due to the coldness that came from the shecat. The male pressed his nose into his mate’s side, smelling her faded sweet scent that had brought him joy so long ago, but now it just made tears drip from the corners of his eyes. Before, he had yowled out in distress for everyone to hear the pain and loss within him, but now, he just silently wept with little to no noise coming from him. After a few moments or so, he felt the form of another cat lay down beside him, pelts touching. He did not move his head to see who it was, wanting to relish in the scent of his love for as long as it would linger. The other tomcat beside him, Whisperblaze, spoke words of sympathy and comfort to him, the tone soft and sincere. Sproutwhisker did not know him personally, but he had seen him around and knew his name since they had both shared the nursery with their families. “Thank you..” The male whispered to him, not knowing what else to say, “It all just happened so fast.. I don’t know what happened.” His tone showed hints of whimpering, "She seemed so fine earlier this morning, I wish I.. I could've gotten the medicine cat to tend to her, I just didn't know..."

[Boulder]

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The kit could do nothing as the tears formed(?) in his eyes. He was confused - he just experienced life for few moons. Still, his mother was (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=2991)dead. And no one could do nothing to bring her back. Beechkit swallowed hardly a sigh as he felt his father nuzzling him. He had to be strong, he had to hold on. For his family, for those who were even more broken than him. Beechkit looked thoughtful at Sproutwhisker, sadness clouding his eyes. The kit closed his eyes for several seconds, wondering how he could make things better, if there was any way he could help his lonely father. The young tom was way too young to do something useful, so he padded silently towards his father, emotionless. He couldn't smile at all, but he couldn't let himself, a black-and-white fluff ball s (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=2991)itting next to a warrior. Beechkit exhaled slowly, looking at his siblings with his eyes narrowed. Why, StarClan? Why them? Why Talonfang? (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=2991)

The kit looked at his mother's closed eyes, wondering where she was now, if she was okay at all. He looked through the nursery, towards the clearing. During daytime, he couldn't see any star shining above them. Still, they were there, weren't they? (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=2991)

"Are you there?" he couldn't help but question to himself. Could it be that her soul was still among them, trying to be seen? Trying to come back? So many questions kept their answers secret as Beechkit looked back at his littermates and his father, Sproutwhisker. He couldn't help but think how their life will change from that day onwards. Will they still sleep in that nest? Will they experience again the warmth of a mother's belly? Well, they certainly couldn't feel their mother's warmth again. Beechkit looked down at his paws. (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=2991)

As another warrior approached, he greeted him with a sad expression. What else could he have done? He was only a kit without a mother, now. He looked at the other cats in the nursery. He couldn't help but notice other kits, and envying them. Envying them for what he lost, because they could still sleep next to their mother, they could still experience the warmth on their fur while playing in the clearing under their mother's gaze, or the comforting licks, the tips their mother never gave them. Beechkit shook his head: he'd miss so much good things in life. (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=2991)

Deep down, he knew a tiny scar ran down his heart, changing his life forever. (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=2991)

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[graves]

Constellation | starfall | Boulder | Foggy22 | woly | Mystical
Sproutwhisker had experienced so much loss throughout his life and sometimes he could only wonder if it was some kind of punishment, but what had he even done wrong? He was not sure of anything anymore and right now, all he could do was mourn the death of his beloved Talonfang while comforting his five kittens that now lacked a mother to snuggle up to when the nights were cold. He was a widower and there was no question about it, a single father as well and all he could do was lay there in utter silence as his children whimpered and mewed with dismay, realizing that she was gone and would never be coming back. The black-furred warrior spat at Starclan for doing this to them, taking away the light of his life, the mate that he loved so dearly and the mother to his kittens. While Spottedkit cried into his fur and Jaguarkit whimpered quietly, the young tomcat watched as Beechkit pressed his small muzzle into his mother and her stiffened paw that lacked the comforting warmth that they had known since birth. He didn’t know what to do, what to say right now. His heart ached as much as it did the day that he had lost his father to sickness - perhaps even more because he wasn’t even there with her when she passed away. Sproutwhisker choose to just be there for his kittens as they all mourned the loss of Talonfang. He gently laid down in the moss nest that was supposed to be for new life, kittens, but now it was a death bed it seemed. It was a dark thought that he hated to dwell on right now. He made sure to hold Wavekit, Spottedkit, Pitchkit and Jaguarkit close to him as he nuzzled Beechkit softly as he shivered due to the coldness that came from the shecat. The male pressed his nose into his mate’s side, smelling her faded sweet scent that had brought him joy so long ago, but now it just made tears drip from the corners of his eyes. Before, he had yowled out in distress for everyone to hear the pain and loss within him, but now, he just silently wept with little to no noise coming from him. After a few moments or so, he felt the form of another cat lay down beside him, pelts touching. He did not move his head to see who it was, wanting to relish in the scent of his love for as long as it would linger. The other tomcat beside him, Whisperblaze, spoke words of sympathy and comfort to him, the tone soft and sincere. Sproutwhisker did not know him personally, but he had seen him around and knew his name since they had both shared the nursery with their families. “Thank you..” The male whispered to him, not knowing what else to say, “It all just happened so fast.. I don’t know what happened.” His tone showed hints of whimpering, "She seemed so fine earlier this morning, I wish I.. I could've gotten the medicine cat to tend to her, I just didn't know..."
whisperblaze settled next to him,blue hues starring at the unconscious shecat ahead of him. he remembered what it was like when he lost tumbledrop. she had been so young, so full of life one moment and then she was gone in a moment. she lived in thunderclan,still,he did care for her.what her fur felt like pressed against his own, quiet chatter of their laughing as they watched their kits play in the clearing. a lot of different now. he was now the father of russetstars kits, raising them in a nursery. hes happy, but there was some moments where he would still feel that longing. ¨dont blame yourself. im positive shes happy where ever she is,¨ referencing to the stars above. he had more cats in starclan then infront of him, the stars almost seemed comforting at this point. they felt like home, like family, something hed never be stripped of-the sky. where he could look above and feel his loved ones staring back at him. he looked around at the kits. he didnt know them, barely knew their names, so he decided to let sproutwhisker to the comforting regarding them. to bring a more..positive side to this, he spoke again,¨tell me a good story about her.¨

[Captain]

whisperblaze settled next to him,blue hues starring at the unconscious shecat ahead of him. he remembered what it was like when he lost tumbledrop. she had been so young, so full of life one moment and then she was gone in a moment. she lived in thunderclan,still,he did care for her.what her fur felt like pressed against his own, quiet chatter of their laughing as they watched their kits play in the clearing. a lot of different now. he was now the father of russetstars kits, raising them in a nursery. hes happy, but there was some moments where he would still feel that longing. ¨dont blame yourself. im positive shes happy where ever she is,¨ referencing to the stars above. he had more cats in starclan then infront of him, the stars almost seemed comforting at this point. they felt like home, like family, something hed never be stripped of-the sky. where he could look above and feel his loved ones staring back at him. he looked around at the kits. he didnt know them, barely knew their names, so he decided to let sproutwhisker to the comforting regarding them. to bring a more..positive side to this, he spoke again,¨tell me a good story about her.¨
Despite the other tomcat’s words, Sproutwhisker would let his mind wander from time to time about the chance of him being able to save his loved ones from their end. Would he have been able to save his father, Ripplewhisker, from dying of sickness if he had just become a medicine cat instead of a warrior? Or would have he been able to save Talonfang in time if he had stayed with her instead of offering to take their kittens outside to play for the moment? These thoughts troubled his mind constantly and made the warrior blame himself partially to even fully when it came to the death of his family. It scared him now that Talonfang was gone, could he actually manage to raise all five of their kittens on his own without her help? The motherly bond between a queen and her children was a powerful thing and surprisingly, he knew that despite being rejected by his birth mother. Instead of a mother, he had grown attached to his adopted father and his death affected his deeply, still to this current day at certain points. Sproutwhisker was still getting used to being a father and took Ripplewhisker as an example when it came to raising his children ever since they had opened their eyes and had begun to walk. Some of his children had special needs as well and he did not know how to handle such things, he was just a kittypet that had become a warrior in the clans many many moons ago. He lifted his head from the shecat’s softened, yet stiff fur to look at Whisperblaze, the sunken, broken look within his blue-hued eyes showing how empty and dead inside that he felt already from losing his first and only love that he had ever known. He had done this when he had heard the other male mention to him about telling a story about her, Talonfang, most likely to bring him to a happier mood. The young warrior thought for a moment or two about his past with his mate and how many moons they had shared together. “When I was still recovering from the loss of my father, many moons ago after I had just become a warrior, Talonfang was the first cat to ever approach me and treat me like a friend, right from the very beginning. She was so kind and friendly to me, sitting down beside me as I was eating a piece of prey. She didn’t feel weird around me because of my bloodline or because I was going through a rough time.” He murmured, thinking back now to that time, “We went out hunting together on a warm, sunny day in the middle of Greenleaf, wanting to get to know each other more and such. I remember when we had approached the river that runs through the territory, she took no hesitation to leap right in and swim around. I was a bit cautious at first, not really familiar with swimming since I was trained as an apprentice. She eventually managed to get me to jump in as well and we swam around underneath the water’s surface. She looked so beautiful, the way her fur glistened in the sunbeams that shown through the water. I think that was when I fell in love with her, despite not even knowing it yet. I was mesmerized by her ever since that day, even though in the back of my head, I was afraid that Riverclan would look down upon her for being around me because I was not clanborn. She never cared about what they thought though, only wanting to be with me and be happy. We always kept each other afloat, even when life got difficult.”

[Mango]

Suspiciousmindz
Spottedkit flicked her eyes open and glanced around searching for a friend to chat with she scanned the nursery, and her eyes fell on one kit in particular Ceaderkit, he’s a nice kit. she approached Ceaderkit,” Hey Ceaderkit!” She gave a little bounce with her paws...Once I’m five moons I won’t look ridiculous.

[SuspiciousMindz]

Suspiciousmindz
Spottedkit flicked her eyes open and glanced around searching for a friend to chat with she scanned the nursery, and her eyes fell on one kit in particular Ceaderkit, he’s a nice kit. she approached Ceaderkit,” Hey Ceaderkit!” She gave a little bounce with her paws...Once I’m five moons I won’t look ridiculous.

It hadn't been too long after Cedarkit had arrived into Riverclan. He was accepted fairly easily, being the leaders son and all. The clan couldn't exactly question why he and a group of kittens showed up. He spent his days with Whisperblaze anyways, so it didn't matter. So as the ginger and white tom was casually sifting through some moss on the ground, he wasn't surprised to hear his name from across the nursery. His amber eyes lifted and rested on a bouncing she-kit. "Hello!" he replied, getting a little excited towards the end of his single word.

[Mango]

It hadn't been too long after Cedarkit had arrived into Riverclan. He was accepted fairly easily, being the leaders son and all. The clan couldn't exactly question why he and a group of kittens showed up. He spent his days with Whisperblaze anyways, so it didn't matter. So as the ginger and white tom was casually sifting through some moss on the ground, he wasn't surprised to hear his name from across the nursery. His amber eyes lifted and rested on a bouncing she-kit. "Hello!" he replied, getting a little excited towards the end of his single word.

Spottedkit purred at Cedarkit’s response, as after all, Cedarkit was Russetstar’s son so why wouldn’t he be nice. She knew some kits were nice to him only because they feared he’d tell Russetstar and Russetstar might hold there ceremony back a moon as a punishment for not being nice to Cedarkit, but not Spottedkit, she truthfully wanted to be Cedarkit’s friend,” How are you doing?” She asked

[graves]

Despite the other tomcat’s words, Sproutwhisker would let his mind wander from time to time about the chance of him being able to save his loved ones from their end. Would he have been able to save his father, Ripplewhisker, from dying of sickness if he had just become a medicine cat instead of a warrior? Or would have he been able to save Talonfang in time if he had stayed with her instead of offering to take their kittens outside to play for the moment? These thoughts troubled his mind constantly and made the warrior blame himself partially to even fully when it came to the death of his family. It scared him now that Talonfang was gone, could he actually manage to raise all five of their kittens on his own without her help? The motherly bond between a queen and her children was a powerful thing and surprisingly, he knew that despite being rejected by his birth mother. Instead of a mother, he had grown attached to his adopted father and his death affected his deeply, still to this current day at certain points. Sproutwhisker was still getting used to being a father and took Ripplewhisker as an example when it came to raising his children ever since they had opened their eyes and had begun to walk. Some of his children had special needs as well and he did not know how to handle such things, he was just a kittypet that had become a warrior in the clans many many moons ago. He lifted his head from the shecat’s softened, yet stiff fur to look at Whisperblaze, the sunken, broken look within his blue-hued eyes showing how empty and dead inside that he felt already from losing his first and only love that he had ever known. He had done this when he had heard the other male mention to him about telling a story about her, Talonfang, most likely to bring him to a happier mood. The young warrior thought for a moment or two about his past with his mate and how many moons they had shared together. “When I was still recovering from the loss of my father, many moons ago after I had just become a warrior, Talonfang was the first cat to ever approach me and treat me like a friend, right from the very beginning. She was so kind and friendly to me, sitting down beside me as I was eating a piece of prey. She didn’t feel weird around me because of my bloodline or because I was going through a rough time.” He murmured, thinking back now to that time, “We went out hunting together on a warm, sunny day in the middle of Greenleaf, wanting to get to know each other more and such. I remember when we had approached the river that runs through the territory, she took no hesitation to leap right in and swim around. I was a bit cautious at first, not really familiar with swimming since I was trained as an apprentice. She eventually managed to get me to jump in as well and we swam around underneath the water’s surface. She looked so beautiful, the way her fur glistened in the sunbeams that shown through the water. I think that was when I fell in love with her, despite not even knowing it yet. I was mesmerized by her ever since that day, even though in the back of my head, I was afraid that Riverclan would look down upon her for being around me because I was not clanborn. She never cared about what they thought though, only wanting to be with me and be happy. We always kept each other afloat, even when life got difficult.”
whisperblaze listened to the tom. he saw his eyes light up when he talked about his mate, how he was left smitten at the sight of her in water. b his tone of voice and the look on his face, whisper couldnt describe it as anything but pure love. he wanted to say so many things, he wanted to take all the toms pain away, despite just meeting him officially. he could imagine somewhat what he was going through. his first love, tumbledrop, had passed a long time ago along with his first litter of kits. it was during the evil era and it had been ruthlessly. they were taken from this world before their life could begin, and the worst part, was they used to be in thunderclan and he only found out when greystar had announced it(when he was leader at the time). he could still feel the tears that ran down his fur, the burning in his lungs, the utter feeling on loneliness. whiserblaze gave a bitter sweet smile, nodding along to his story,¨she sounded like such a nice shecat.¨ they mewed softly. while russetstar had 9 lives to live, with everyone that was taken from him whisper could feel that pain all over again, the feeling of fear and loneliness taking over his body. there was nothing he could say that would truly comfort sprout, but he could be here for him, it was better then suffering alone. ¨im here for you, if you need to talk. or help with your kits, i cant imagine how hard this is for you.¨

[SuspiciousMindz]

Spottedkit purred at Cedarkit’s response, as after all, Cedarkit was Russetstar’s son so why wouldn’t he be nice. She knew some kits were nice to him only because they feared he’d tell Russetstar and Russetstar might hold there ceremony back a moon as a punishment for not being nice to Cedarkit, but not Spottedkit, she truthfully wanted to be Cedarkit’s friend,” How are you doing?” She asked
The ginger and white kitten simply continued to smile warmly towards Spottedkit. He was used to other talking to him now, he wasn't the least bit anti-social anymore. Back a moon or so ago, he would've never struck up a conversation with anyone here. "I'm fine, how about you?" he responded, his eyes glowing. His tail stuck straight up in the air behind him, clearly signaling his happiness, though the tip twitched which gave away the fact he was thinking about other things too.

[Mango]

The ginger and white kitten simply continued to smile warmly towards Spottedkit. He was used to other talking to him now, he wasn't the least bit anti-social anymore. Back a moon or so ago, he would've never struck up a conversation with anyone here. "I'm fine, how about you?" he responded, his eyes glowing. His tail stuck straight up in the air behind him, clearly signaling his happiness, though the tip twitched which gave away the fact he was thinking about other things too.

Her face was glowing and his eyes eyes wide,” I’m great,” she meowed. Her smiled widely, it might appear as if she had a kit-crush, but truthfully she didn’t she was just happy to be hanging out with him. (Sorry writers block. Also you should make a plot with him based on how Russetstar’s his father)

[Thistledawn]

A silver and black American Shorthair trotted into the clearing. Her paws were tired from a long border patrol. Her stomach rumbled hungrily, catching her attention. The she-cat spotted a freshly restocked fresh-kill pile. A blue and gray fish caught her eye and seemed to call to her.

Come on, Silvermask, I know you're hungry. It seemed to say.

Silvermask scanned the clearing to ensure that everyone seemed fed. The Clan seemed to be doing well despite the incoming threat of Leaf-bare. Bellies seemed full and energy remained high, even after everything that they'd been through during the past moons. If things continued this way, Leaf-bare would pass in the blink of an eye. Joy and pride welled in Silvermask's heart. RiverClan was strong.

With a sigh of relief, Silvermask gripped the fish in between her jaws. The aroma seeped into her nostrils, making her belly growl like a ShadowClan warrior. Her tail swishing happily behind her, the she-cat headed into the nursery.

The nursery was full with the Clan's future warriors and their mothers. Silvermask quickly spotted Snakebite and Darkstorm and their beautiful litter of kits. She dipped her silver head in greeting to the parents, then looked to the kits. Silvermask set the fish down at her gray paws. "Hello, kits." She purred. The she-cat's green eyes lifted back to the parents. "Would you mind if I joined you?"

SnakeBite

[SnakeBite]

ADD-ON TO Thistledawn's RiverClan Nursery


"Not at all!" replied Moonkit happily. "Yah, sit by me!" prompted Blackkit.
"NO! BY ME!" yelled Slitherkit. "No yelling in the nursery, can't you two be polite like your sister?" said SnakeBite in a gentle voice "SilverMask can sit where she likes." she added. SilverMask sat beside Moonkit, taking a pause after each bite to talk.

SnakeBite was very glad she went for a hunt so every cat could eat tonight. She noticed that SilverMask was the last cat to eat, she admired how SilverMask always puts her clan first. SilverMask was always polite, some times she would bring SnakeBite fresh kill when her kits were too young for her to leave the nursery. They were very good friends.

[Thistledawn]

ADD-ON TO Thistledawn's RiverClan Nursery


"Not at all!" replied Moonkit happily. "Yah, sit by me!" prompted Blackkit.
"NO! BY ME!" yelled Slitherkit. "No yelling in the nursery, can't you two be polite like your sister?" said SnakeBite in a gentle voice "SilverMask can sit where she likes." she added. SilverMask sat beside Moonkit, taking a pause after each bite to talk.

SnakeBite was very glad she went for a hunt so every cat could eat tonight. She noticed that SilverMask was the last cat to eat, she admired how SilverMask always puts her clan first. SilverMask was always polite, some times she would bring SnakeBite fresh kill when her kits were too young for her to leave the nursery. They were very good friends.

"Now, now, kits," Silvermask chuckled, a hint of laughter in her voice. Her green eyes glimmered. "We can all sit together." The silvery cat said, trying to form a circle. She sat on her haunches and leaned down to take a few bites of her fish. Delight rushed through her body as the chunks of fish met her empty stomach and filled it. The she-cat began to feel the strength and energy that a full meal offered to a starving cat. She let her head rise for a moment and thanked StarClan for blessing her and her Clan.

"Your mother is right; we shouldn't yell in the nursery." Silvermask scolded in between bites of her fish. "Think of all the younger kits and the mothers who need rest. Don't you think they deserve a bit of peace and quiet in their den?" Her green orbs gazed over the resting bodies in the nursery, hoping that the kits and queens weren't disturbed by the loud voices and chatter. It seemed that all was fine, however. Queens were used to all of the loud noise that came from the nursery. Newborn kits always mewled loudly while the older kits created a bunch of ruckus from their games and laughter.

Looking back to her company, Silvermask noticed Snakebite seemed lost in thought. "Have you gotten a chance to leave the den and stretch your legs today?" The silver tabby asked, trying to bring her friend back to reality.

[SnakeBite]

"Now, now, kits," Silvermask chuckled, a hint of laughter in her voice. Her green eyes glimmered. "We can all sit together." The silvery cat said, trying to form a circle. She sat on her haunches and leaned down to take a few bites of her fish. Delight rushed through her body as the chunks of fish met her empty stomach and filled it. The she-cat began to feel the strength and energy that a full meal offered to a starving cat. She let her head rise for a moment and thanked StarClan for blessing her and her Clan.


"Your mother is right; we shouldn't yell in the nursery." Silvermask scolded in between bites of her fish. "Think of all the younger kits and the mothers who need rest. Don't you think they deserve a bit of peace and quiet in their den?" Her green orbs gazed over the resting bodies in the nursery, hoping that the kits and queens weren't disturbed by the loud voices and chatter. It seemed that all was fine, however. Queens were used to all of the loud noise that came from the nursery. Newborn kits always mewled loudly while the older kits created a bunch of ruckus from their games and laughter.


Looking back to her company, Silvermask noticed Snakebite seemed lost in thought. "Have you gotten a chance to leave the den and stretch your legs today?" The silver tabby asked, trying to bring her friend back to reality.


"Yes, DarkStorm and I went out for a hunt. It was nice to go for a swim again, brings back old memories." responded SnakeBite. She couldn't help but think of when she was an apprentice, her old mentor LongStrike taught her how to swim without the fish even noticing. She hoped she could mentor one of her kits, she believed that she would snap back to a warrior life style in a second, but she wasn't sure if Russetstar did. "Hey, do you want to go for a fish hunt by the river tomorrow?" SnakeBite asked SilverMask, trying to ease the tension. " We haven't gone on a hunt together in what feels like 20 moons!" she added.

[Thistledawn]

"Yes, DarkStorm and I went out for a hunt. It was nice to go for a swim again, brings back old memories." responded SnakeBite. She couldn't help but think of when she was an apprentice, her old mentor LongStrike taught her how to swim without the fish even noticing. She hoped she could mentor one of her kits, she believed that she would snap back to a warrior life style in a second, but she wasn't sure if Russetstar did. "Hey, do you want to go for a fish hunt by the river tomorrow?" SnakeBite asked SilverMask, trying to ease the tension. " We haven't gone on a hunt together in what feels like 20 moons!" she added.

"That's good to hear," the silver she-cat mewed. She knew that a queen needed to stretch her legs after being in the cramped nursery every once in awhile. Silvermask was glad that Snakebite was able to get some fresh air. She was also able to hunt with her mate, a luxury hardly any queens got with their busy schedule of caring for kits.

"Mmm," Silvermask murmured, closing her eyes for a moment. She moved the bones and muscles beneath her pelt in a swimming motion. She opened her eyes once more to reveal her green gaze sparkling even more now. Silvermask's gray and black tail whisked happily behind her. "It's been a little bit since I've gotten my pelt wet." She began. "Perhaps we should. It really does feel like it's been seasons since we've hunted together." Silvermask said honestly, a hint of regret in her voice. Between Silvermask's litters of foster kits and Snakebite's kits, they hadn't gone outside the nursery together nearly enough.

Silvermask's eyes moved to Snakebite's kits. "We'll be sure to bring back the biggest and most juicy fish out there for you lot. You'll be the best fed kits in all of the Clans." She jokingly poked at Moonkit with a paw.

[SnakeBite]

"That's good to hear," the silver she-cat mewed. She knew that a queen needed to stretch her legs after being in the cramped nursery every once in awhile. Silvermask was glad that Snakebite was able to get some fresh air. She was also able to hunt with her mate, a luxury hardly any queens got with their busy schedule of caring for kits.


"Mmm," Silvermask murmured, closing her eyes for a moment. She moved the bones and muscles beneath her pelt in a swimming motion. She opened her eyes once more to reveal her green gaze sparkling even more now. Silvermask's gray and black tail whisked happily behind her. "It's been a little bit since I've gotten my pelt wet." She began. "Perhaps we should. It really does feel like it's been seasons since we've hunted together." Silvermask said honestly, a hint of regret in her voice. Between Silvermask's litters of foster kits and Snakebite's kits, they hadn't gone outside the nursery together nearly enough.


Silvermask's eyes moved to Snakebite's kits. "We'll be sure to bring back the biggest and most juicy fish out there for you lot. You'll be the best fed kits in all of the Clans." She jokingly poked at Moonkit with a paw.


The next day the two she-cats set off for the river. Rocks and tuffs of grass fell beneath SnakeBites paws, scraping up her soft pads. Soon the river was only a few fox lengths away, she got into a crouch. She waited for SilverMask to dive in, then both cats sank into the crystal water leaving the world of legs behind. SilverMask swam as if she was a thin Pheno, no need or urge for air, or land. It was like when they had no kits, and no warrior responsibility, free like an eagle soaring over camp. SnakeBite in an instant spotted a, of what she thought was a brass, but do brass even live in a river like this? But it wasn't her problem, she just needed to feed her clan, so she lounged for it, another cat, or 2, feed. She swam up plopping her catch on land, and she saw SilverMask come and drop off her catch too.





The two thin cats carried a plentiful catch for the clan. They saw the dawn petrol scamper to the boarder with their apprentices. Quickly SnakeBite noticed CalicoHeart with her apprentice BirdPaw, and of course TangleHeart. They all greeted and carried on. Soon the two friends neared camp.

[Thistledawn]

The next day the two she-cats set off for the river. Rocks and tuffs of grass fell beneath SnakeBites paws, scraping up her soft pads. Soon the river was only a few fox lengths away, she got into a crouch. She waited for SilverMask to dive in, then both cats sank into the crystal water leaving the world of legs behind. SilverMask swam as if she was a thin Pheno, no need or urge for air, or land. It was like when they had no kits, and no warrior responsibility, free like an eagle soaring over camp. SnakeBite in an instant spotted a, of what she thought was a brass, but do brass even live in a river like this? But it wasn't her problem, she just needed to feed her clan, so she lounged for it, another cat, or 2, feed. She swam up plopping her catch on land, and she saw SilverMask come and drop off her catch too.





The two thin cats carried a plentiful catch for the clan. They saw the dawn petrol scamper to the boarder with their apprentices. Quickly SnakeBite noticed CalicoHeart with her apprentice BirdPaw, and of course TangleHeart. They all greeted and carried on. Soon the two friends neared camp.

Silvermask silently followed Snakebite out to the river where they planned to hunt together. A slight breeze ruffled her gray and black fur the wrong way, making her shiver. Ignoring the stinging cold of the wind on her ear tips, the RiverClan warrior matched Snakebite's footing pawstep for pawstep. When the two reached the river, Silvermask waited a moment to view the reflection of the sky on the water. The sky was a blue-gray colored, but looked dull on the water's surface. Small rays of sunlight were cast through the spaces in between each white ball of fluff in the sky above. Silvermask could just barely see the bottom of the river where the sun shone on it. No longer able to keep herself away, Silvermask dove into the water. The water was cool, maybe a little too cool to be swimming in, but the she-cat continued to paddle under the water anyway. Her head emerged from the water not long after. She kept her head above the water long enough to take in a deep breath before diving back down. She immediately spotted a group of minnows and one or two big fish. Using every muscle in her well-toned legs, Silvermask thrust herself forward, capturing a trout between her paws. The warrior felt the fish begin to struggle away from her paws, but not before she killed it with a finishing bite to its neck.

Panting, Silvermask emerged from the water once more and dragged her kill to shore. She was delighted to see Snakebite had caught something just as good as her own catch. The warrior itched to get their catches to the cats waiting back at camp. She had, after all, promised to bring Snakebite's kits the juiciest fish in the river. They might even be the best fed kits in all the Clans too!

"It's about time we get back to camp," Silvermask said after shaking her pelt free of water. The droplets exploded into the air and landed on the ground around them. The warrior finally bent down take her catch in her jaws and began to carry it towards camp.

On their way back to camp, the two she-cat encountered the dawn patrol. Silvermask quickly dipped her head in greeting and moved on. When the two neared the camp, the silvery she-cat's pace slowed. She looked at her friend for a moment.

"I'm glad we did this," She mewed around the trout. "It's been far too long since we've hunted together. It was fun." Silvermask's green eyes were gleaming. Her tail flicked happily behind her.

[SnakeBite]

Silvermask silently followed Snakebite out to the river where they planned to hunt together. A slight breeze ruffled her gray and black fur the wrong way, making her shiver. Ignoring the stinging cold of the wind on her ear tips, the RiverClan warrior matched Snakebite's footing pawstep for pawstep. When the two reached the river, Silvermask waited a moment to view the reflection of the sky on the water. The sky was a blue-gray colored, but looked dull on the water's surface. Small rays of sunlight were cast through the spaces in between each white ball of fluff in the sky above. Silvermask could just barely see the bottom of the river where the sun shone on it. No longer able to keep herself away, Silvermask dove into the water. The water was cool, maybe a little too cool to be swimming in, but the she-cat continued to paddle under the water anyway. Her head emerged from the water not long after. She kept her head above the water long enough to take in a deep breath before diving back down. She immediately spotted a group of minnows and one or two big fish. Using every muscle in her well-toned legs, Silvermask thrust herself forward, capturing a trout between her paws. The warrior felt the fish begin to struggle away from her paws, but not before she killed it with a finishing bite to its neck.


Panting, Silvermask emerged from the water once more and dragged her kill to shore. She was delighted to see Snakebite had caught something just as good as her own catch. The warrior itched to get their catches to the cats waiting back at camp. She had, after all, promised to bring Snakebite's kits the juiciest fish in the river. They might even be the best fed kits in all the Clans too!

"It's about time we get back to camp," Silvermask said after shaking her pelt free of water. The droplets exploded into the air and landed on the ground around them. The warrior finally bent down take her catch in her jaws and began to carry it towards camp.

On their way back to camp, the two she-cat encountered the dawn patrol. Silvermask quickly dipped her head in greeting and moved on. When the two neared the camp, the silvery she-cat's pace slowed. She looked at her friend for a moment.


"I'm glad we did this," She mewed around the trout. "It's been far too long since we've hunted together. It was fun." Silvermask's green eyes were gleaming. Her tail flicked happily behind her.





SilverMask and SnakeBite walked in a smooth rhythm to the nursery. SilverMask gave her fresh kill to the kits. "YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" yelled Slitherkit. "no yelling" added SnakeBite.


YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!! the end!

[Mango]

Fern
Lynxsky stepped into the nursery memories of raising her first litter flooding her mind...Lobsterbreathe was so feeble as a kit, but he’s the strongest now. Applepaw was so protective and nice, now she has a short temper. Honeypaw was a ball of energy, she still is...she’s the only one who’s the same. She licked her paw and found her new nest. She sat down. She knew she’d be having kits soon who knew how soon,” Goldenstep I’m so happy aren’t you.” She glanced at her three kits who escorted her in,” Honeypaw...you’ll be a great older sister to the kits trust me. You will too Applepaw, you can tell them tales from Shadowclan. Lobsterbreathe, you’ll be an awesome brother to them!” She purred in pride for her three kits.


Honeypaw smiled,” I know mom, I know. I’ll show them camp and teach them all the games I know.” She was so excited to have younger littermates.

Applepaw shrugged. What’s the point of tales of Shadowclan,” I can tell her about apprenticehood.” She meowed

Lobsterbreathe wasn’t exactly pleased,” I’ll take them on a tour of the territory or something.” He meowed briskly, he had no intentions of killing his own kin anyways.

[ShiningFern]

Fern
Lynxsky stepped into the nursery memories of raising her first litter flooding her mind...Lobsterbreathe was so feeble as a kit, but he’s the strongest now. Applepaw was so protective and nice, now she has a short temper. Honeypaw was a ball of energy, she still is...she’s the only one who’s the same. She licked her paw and found her new nest. She sat down. She knew she’d be having kits soon who knew how soon,” Goldenstep I’m so happy aren’t you.” She glanced at her three kits who escorted her in,” Honeypaw...you’ll be a great older sister to the kits trust me. You will too Applepaw, you can tell them tales from Shadowclan. Lobsterbreathe, you’ll be an awesome brother to them!” She purred in pride for her three kits.


Honeypaw smiled,” I know mom, I know. I’ll show them camp and teach them all the games I know.” She was so excited to have younger littermates.

Applepaw shrugged. What’s the point of tales of Shadowclan,” I can tell her about apprenticehood.” She meowed

Lobsterbreathe wasn’t exactly pleased,” I’ll take them on a tour of the territory or something.” He meowed briskly, he had no intentions of killing his own kin anyways.

Goldenstep ducked as he went into the entrance of the nursery. He padded silently over to his mate and kits, being careful not to disturb any sleeping queens or kits. "I am excited to have kits again and will love to see them grow up to be beautiful warriors. And I am sure our own kits will be great to their siblings." He said, smiling at them all. He sat down closely to Lynxsky, smiling at her warmly.

His eyes glowed with pride as he looked back to Applepaw, Lobsterbreathe, and Honeypaw. "You two girls will be excellent older sisters, I can feel it. And I am sure Lobsterbreathe will be a good older brother. I expect you all to be role models and to make sure they don't go far away when your siblings are still kittens." He said gently. He was actually happy that his daughters and son were offering to help out. It would make them a close family.

[Mango]

Goldenstep ducked as he went into the entrance of the nursery. He padded silently over to his mate and kits, being careful not to disturb any sleeping queens or kits. "I am excited to have kits again and will love to see them grow up to be beautiful warriors. And I am sure our own kits will be great to their siblings." He said, smiling at them all. He sat down closely to Lynxsky, smiling at her warmly.

His eyes glowed with pride as he looked back to Applepaw, Lobsterbreathe, and Honeypaw. "You two girls will be excellent older sisters, I can feel it. And I am sure Lobsterbreathe will be a good older brother. I expect you all to be role models and to make sure they don't go far away when your siblings are still kittens." He said gently. He was actually happy that his daughters and son were offering to help out. It would make them a close family.
(Until Lobster’s banished and reacts by killing a kit...lol)
Lynxsky nodded,” Right. I hope we have two daughters and two sons. As raising Lobsterbreathe was fun and much different from raising our daughters, but I also enjoyed raising our daughters. Lobsterbreathe looks like me...Applepaw looks like you, and Honeypaw looks like me. Is their any other possible apperance they could have?” She asked curiously wondering what they might look like.

[Captain]

whisperblaze listened to the tom. he saw his eyes light up when he talked about his mate, how he was left smitten at the sight of her in water. b his tone of voice and the look on his face, whisper couldnt describe it as anything but pure love. he wanted to say so many things, he wanted to take all the toms pain away, despite just meeting him officially. he could imagine somewhat what he was going through. his first love, tumbledrop, had passed a long time ago along with his first litter of kits. it was during the evil era and it had been ruthlessly. they were taken from this world before their life could begin, and the worst part, was they used to be in thunderclan and he only found out when greystar had announced it(when he was leader at the time). he could still feel the tears that ran down his fur, the burning in his lungs, the utter feeling on loneliness. whiserblaze gave a bitter sweet smile, nodding along to his story,¨she sounded like such a nice shecat.¨ they mewed softly. while russetstar had 9 lives to live, with everyone that was taken from him whisper could feel that pain all over again, the feeling of fear and loneliness taking over his body. there was nothing he could say that would truly comfort sprout, but he could be here for him, it was better then suffering alone. ¨im here for you, if you need to talk. or help with your kits, i cant imagine how hard this is for you.¨
As Sproutwhisker told the other tomcat of his beloved Talonfang, he almost became lost and emotional from speaking of their early times together. It seemed like so long ago, but it was only several moons earlier - it was one of the best times of his life and it pained the young male that there could no longer be any more memories like that with her. He was thankful, however, as he saw Whisperblaze listen to his tale with interest and sympathy, which made the tomcat smile through his emotional moment. Perhaps he wasn’t all alone in this, having good friends like this to support him. Sure, Sproutwhisker did not know Whisperblaze as well as his other friends - Hawkfeather, Flintheart and Pinewhisker - but he was willing to make new close friends like this in his own clan. “She truly was.” He murmured, tone softened, “She was such a wonderful cat to me and I will always love her..” The black-furred male gave a sigh, knowing that life would be much more difficult for him now that his mate was gone and there would be more responsibility on his shoulders. However, as he thought about this, the other male beside him spoke words that almost made another set of tears come to his eyes. “Thank you, Whisperblaze..” The widow said, more than grateful for his kindness, “That brings me more comfort than you realize.” He did not know what else to say, so he just rested his head on the still body of his mate, silently grieving again. Soon enough, the tomcat would go bury her somewhere where she could rest in true peace.

[Mango]

Fern Role Fuzzyfeline FadingEchoes

Lynxsky had been spending the past few days in the nursery, when she felt a sharp pain The birth is coming! she let out a yowl,” Goldenstep! The birth is starting!” She gritted her teeth as the first kit came. She licked the little kit gently. They had light fur, lighter than hers with patches of Goldenstep’s fur. She realized it was a tom Lobsterbreathe my first son may have decieved me and been evil, but my second son, little and precious will be strong like my daughters. He won’t be like Lobsterbreathe. Right? (Lightningkit).

Lynxsky felt another pain and gasped as another kit was born, she began to lick the kit. He looks like Honeypaw...I pray to Starclan he won’t turn out like Lobsterbreathe. I’ll raise him right. I swear I will... She was so tired, but she felt that their were more kits coming. (Gingerkit)


Lynxsky felt another kit coming she gasped as a kit was born. She licked it and smiled softly It’s a she-kit...she looks just like Goldenstep. She let out a purr I hope she doesn’t do a short-term leave of the clan like Applepounce did. she sighed as she felt another kit come (Ospreykit)


Lynxsky licked the next kit, (guessing on appearance) she had light colored fur and was a she-kit. She purred Be strong and caring like Honeypaw my dear... she smiled softly Four strong kits...and atleast one more coming... (Oceankit)

Lynxsky felt the last kit come. She licked the little creme furred she-kit. Why aren’t you moving? She kept licking the little kit, tears filled her eyes as she finally realized the kit was stillborn,” She watches over us in the sky...my precious Skykit...” she whispered nosing the stillborn in sorrow. (Skykit)


Lynxsky curled her body around the stillborn kit, Skykit, and the four living kits, she lifted her head at the entering of Goldenstep, Applepounce, and Honeypaw. She whispered,” Skykit’s our stillborn...she had a bright future...we have two two tom-kits and two she-kits, Skykit was a she-kit. Sorry I didn’t ask your opinion on Skykit’s name, Goldenstep.” Tears filled her eyes.

Applepounce smiled softly,” It’s alright mother.” her eyes fell to the kits Oh, none look like me.She was in love with her younger siblings. She’d tell them stories of Shadowclan, Lobsterbreathe, and tell them of their stillborn sister, Skykit. She paused,” I don’t have any stillborn littermates, do I?”

Lynxsky sighed,” No dear. Not at all.” How could something like that happen to her. How could she get a stillborn, she was a good cat. No way she could get a stillborn. But yet, she had Skykit the stillborn. She had been named after her suffix and the sky which she walked.

Honeypaw purred,” One tom and one she-kit look like me!” She chirped in excitement.

[ShiningFern]

Fern Role Fuzzyfeline FadingEchoes

Lynxsky had been spending the past few days in the nursery, when she felt a sharp pain The birth is coming! she let out a yowl,” Goldenstep! The birth is starting!” She gritted her teeth as the first kit came. She licked the little kit gently. They had light fur, lighter than hers with patches of Goldenstep’s fur. She realized it was a tom Lobsterbreathe my first son may have decieved me and been evil, but my second son, little and precious will be strong like my daughters. He won’t be like Lobsterbreathe. Right? (Lightningkit).

Lynxsky felt another pain and gasped as another kit was born, she began to lick the kit. He looks like Honeypaw...I pray to Starclan he won’t turn out like Lobsterbreathe. I’ll raise him right. I swear I will... She was so tired, but she felt that their were more kits coming. (Gingerkit)


Lynxsky felt another kit coming she gasped as a kit was born. She licked it and smiled softly It’s a she-kit...she looks just like Goldenstep. She let out a purr I hope she doesn’t do a short-term leave of the clan like Applepounce did. she sighed as she felt another kit come (Ospreykit)


Lynxsky licked the next kit, (guessing on appearance) she had light colored fur and was a she-kit. She purred Be strong and caring like Honeypaw my dear... she smiled softly Four strong kits...and atleast one more coming... (Oceankit)

Lynxsky felt the last kit come. She licked the little creme furred she-kit. Why aren’t you moving? She kept licking the little kit, tears filled her eyes as she finally realized the kit was stillborn,” She watches over us in the sky...my precious Skykit...” she whispered nosing the stillborn in sorrow. (Skykit)


Lynxsky curled her body around the stillborn kit, Skykit, and the four living kits, she lifted her head at the entering of Goldenstep, Applepounce, and Honeypaw. She whispered,” Skykit’s our stillborn...she had a bright future...we have two two tom-kits and two she-kits, Skykit was a she-kit. Sorry I didn’t ask your opinion on Skykit’s name, Goldenstep.” Tears filled her eyes.

Applepounce smiled softly,” It’s alright mother.” her eyes fell to the kits Oh, none look like me.She was in love with her younger siblings. She’d tell them stories of Shadowclan, Lobsterbreathe, and tell them of their stillborn sister, Skykit. She paused,” I don’t have any stillborn littermates, do I?”

Lynxsky sighed,” No dear. Not at all.” How could something like that happen to her. How could she get a stillborn, she was a good cat. No way she could get a stillborn. But yet, she had Skykit the stillborn. She had been named after her suffix and the sky which she walked.

Honeypaw purred,” One tom and one she-kit look like me!” She chirped in excitement.

Goldenstep rushed to his mate's side, licking her cheek supportively. He had been pacing around earlier that day, comforted by Applepounce and Honeypaw since Lynxsky was bound to her nest.

"Look, the first one has patches of my fur!" He said, looking at the small bundle of fur. From where he was he couldn't tell which one was a tom or not, but knew Lynxsky would tell him. "And the third one looks just like me." He licked each kitten on their head, even the stillborn Skykit. "Yes, Honeypaw. A couple do resemble you. Some of the others resemble your mother and me more." He said, eyes shining with pride.

He laid down next to Lynxsky, looking at her and the newborn kits. Even though tears shined in his eyes, he tried to be encouraging, "It will be alright. Remember we can still see Skykit when we go to Starclan. And she will always be watching over us and her siblings." He nuzzled her cheek again, wrapping his tail over her shoulders. Was the stillborn our fault or was it meant to be?
This litter is bigger than our others.

[Mango]

Goldenstep rushed to his mate's side, licking her cheek supportively. He had been pacing around earlier that day, comforted by Applepounce and Honeypaw since Lynxsky was bound to her nest.

"Look, the first one has patches of my fur!" He said, looking at the small bundle of fur. From where he was he couldn't tell which one was a tom or not, but knew Lynxsky would tell him. "And the third one looks just like me." He licked each kitten on their head, even the stillborn Skykit. "Yes, Honeypaw. A couple do resemble you. Some of the others resemble your mother and me more." He said, eyes shining with pride.

He laid down next to Lynxsky, looking at her and the newborn kits. Even though tears shined in his eyes, he tried to be encouraging, "It will be alright. Remember we can still see Skykit when we go to Starclan. And she will always be watching over us and her siblings." He nuzzled her cheek again, wrapping his tail over her shoulders. Was the stillborn our fault or was it meant to be?
This litter is bigger than our others.
She whispered,” I fear the toms will be like Lobsterbreathe...kit murderers who take lives from clan leaders and support the Dark Forest.” She shivered in fear of her newly born kits,” I suppose we need to name the living four kits.” She meowed nervously.

The unnamed she-kit gave a soft mewl as her father licked her Who am I? Where am I? What is this place? She couldn’t figure out how to do anything, but she spun her head around only to see darkness, blackness.

[Barnabas]

Mayflower
Green mage

Crekkit sat in the nursery by himself with his tail flickering in boredom. Fallenleaf looked at Creekkit, slowly walking over to his son. "I'll be back later. Don't get into any trouble while i'm gone." meowed Fallenleaf. The tom looked at Creekkit, nudging his kits head as he got ready to leave. Fallenleaf made his way out of the nursery to do his warrior duties. Creekkit stood up, watching his father leave. Yep! I'll be here! All alone! The kit wanted to cry out after a while of just standing there, but tried his best to keep it in. Hopefully somebody will come along and help me with my boredom. All of a sudden his stomache growled in hunger.
(Sorry this is late)

[Rhubarb]

Mayflower
Green mage

Crekkit sat in the nursery by himself with his tail flickering in boredom. Fallenleaf looked at Creekkit, slowly walking over to his son. "I'll be back later. Don't get into any trouble while i'm gone." meowed Fallenleaf. The tom looked at Creekkit, nudging his kits head as he got ready to leave. Fallenleaf made his way out of the nursery to do his warrior duties. Creekkit stood up, watching his father leave. Yep! I'll be here! All alone! The kit wanted to cry out after a while of just standing there, but tried his best to keep it in. Hopefully somebody will come along and help me with my boredom. All of a sudden his stomache growled in hunger.
(Sorry this is late)
The kit with no name watched the clan surronded by lakes from above on a small cliff. It was boring watching them come and go but it was going to help him know when to pass to the next clan or whatever they call them. Perhaps he could go down into the kit nest... He climbed down and went behind the nursery peeking through a small hole in the wall then he heard a rumble from the kit. Fat thing must always be hungry to be that fat!

[PhantomRiderYT]

Mintmist stepped into the nursery, looking around at the kits with curious pale blue eyes. She came here often to play with the young kits and talk with their mothers. How she wished she had kits of her own! Or even a mate would be a nice start.
But for now, she would satisfy herself with pretending as though the kits were her own.
She let the scent of the nursery invade her nostrils. It was a familiar feeling, having been living here only seven moons ago.
She sat near the entrance, watching the kits go about their day.

[Role]

Goldenstep rushed to his mate's side, licking her cheek supportively. He had been pacing around earlier that day, comforted by Applepounce and Honeypaw since Lynxsky was bound to her nest.

"Look, the first one has patches of my fur!" He said, looking at the small bundle of fur. From where he was he couldn't tell which one was a tom or not, but knew Lynxsky would tell him. "And the third one looks just like me." He licked each kitten on their head, even the stillborn Skykit. "Yes, Honeypaw. A couple do resemble you. Some of the others resemble your mother and me more." He said, eyes shining with pride.

He laid down next to Lynxsky, looking at her and the newborn kits. Even though tears shined in his eyes, he tried to be encouraging, "It will be alright. Remember we can still see Skykit when we go to Starclan. And she will always be watching over us and her siblings." He nuzzled her cheek again, wrapping his tail over her shoulders. Was the stillborn our fault or was it meant to be?
This litter is bigger than our others.
She whispered,” I fear the toms will be like Lobsterbreathe...kit murderers who take lives from clan leaders and support the Dark Forest.” She shivered in fear of her newly born kits,” I suppose we need to name the living four kits.” She meowed nervously.

The unnamed she-kit gave a soft mewl as her father licked her Who am I? Where am I? What is this place? She couldn’t figure out how to do anything, but she spun her head around only to see darkness, blackness.
The kit tumbled around the darkness, mewling loudly as he did so. He couldn't hear anything, nor could he see. All he could do is smell, touch and speak. He clambered around, searching for warmth. As he reached out with his paw, he touched a cold body. His miniscule feelings arose within him. For some reason he was.. sad. The kit crawled over to the cold body, and laid beside it. Hunger seemed small now. All he wanted to do was warm his sibling. But why wouldn't his sibling move?

[xYx_Void_xYx]

Ember ~ kit padded around his mother, Apple ~ Dust and his siblings, Dawn ~ kit and Dappled ~ kit. He was bored and gazed upon the others, he saw the remains of a fish, and maggots scrambling around the warm ground. He herd a quiet noise that came from behind him, it was his sister Dawn ~ kit. She was a spoiled and bratty she cat, she usually spended her time on bullying the other kits around. She had a white underbelly with light orange torso, followed by some faded brown spots, her head and ears we're the exact same.
"Ew! That's disgusting!" Dawn complained, while inspecting the maggots.
"Then why don't you stop glancing at it...." Ember remarked.
The pale orange she-kit hissed at her brother then walked off towards her mother.
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(Ember ~ kit needs some friends, reply back to me by interacting with him. Thanks!)

[Mango]

The kit tumbled around the darkness, mewling loudly as he did so. He couldn't hear anything, nor could he see. All he could do is smell, touch and speak. He clambered around, searching for warmth. As he reached out with his paw, he touched a cold body. His miniscule feelings arose within him. For some reason he was.. sad. The kit crawled over to the cold body, and laid beside it. Hunger seemed small now. All he wanted to do was warm his sibling. But why wouldn't his sibling move?
Fern Fuzzyfeline
Lynxsky saw the kit on top of Skykit We should name him...and the others.. she turned to Goldenstep,” We need to name them.” What should we name the little one ontop of Skykit. And the she-kits, and the last tom-kit.” She meowed asking Goldenstep.

[xYx_Void_xYx]

Apple ~ Dust peered her blue eyes, it was time for some alone time. She just wanted some fresh air and little drink. The dark ginger she-cat rose to her paws, shaking the scraps of moss that lay in her fur. Apple glanced at her kits two were sound asleep and one of them were wide awake.

"Ember ~ kit," She mewed. "Go back to sleep. You'll need lots of rest tomorrow."
"Why?" He asked
"Well, I cannot say it's a surprise."
He sighed. "Alright, but I want to make some friends mother. No kits talk to me and they..they look at me like i'm evil! And I seen warriors and queens do the same.." His dark almost red like amber eyes looked damp, he felt like if he wasn't accepted.
The queen frowned, she knew why they we're acting like this, her mate was Ebony ~ Watcher. He was a massive black tom, navy blue spots and stripes ran down his back. His eyes we're exactly Ember's, Ebony was an evil tom almost killed the leader and deputy. But as his crimes were discovered he was exiled and he now lives as a rogue. Apple ~ Dust notice that Ember ~ kit still was requesting an answer for his mother.
"Hush, my sweet kit. You'll get friends I know it." She gave a comforting lick on his black head.
"You really think so?" He meowed hope filling his eyes.
"Absolutely..."
The tom purred his thanks before heading back to the moss. The she-cat sighed, her only son was isolated she from the others. She understood how the other cats felt about him, a remainder of a evil tom would'd kill others to show his power. But the queen didn't understand why they'd be afraid of him! Ember ~ kit's head and paws were only black, his torso, legs, shoulders were amber. Some spots on his back we're black but there were just spots! His underbelly was a light shade of grey which was odd since his parents didn't acquire any grey. Apple shook her head her thoughts were getting the best of her, the real problem was who will watch over her kits while she was away? The other queen's we're busy enough already, she saw Mint ~ Mist sitting in front of the entrance. She adored watching the kits play and chatting to the other queens.

But the ginger cat wondered: Will she be interested on looking after them for a bit? She'd pad over to her.

[xYx_Void_xYx]

Fern Fuzzyfeline
Lynxsky saw the kit on top of Skykit We should name him...and the others.. she turned to Goldenstep,” We need to name them.” What should we name the little one ontop of Skykit. And the she-kits, and the last tom-kit.” She meowed asking Goldenstep.
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Dappled ~ kit woke up stretching her hind and front legs. She spotted some kits over the at the other side of the nursery. The black spotted she-kit strolled over to them, inspirited by the new faces.
"Hmm, they're small.." She'd mutter under her breath.
'At least they're some new faces and litters to be seen around here.' She pondered, gazing at the single tom-kit.

[xYx_Void_xYx]

Mayflower
Green mage

Crekkit sat in the nursery by himself with his tail flickering in boredom. Fallenleaf looked at Creekkit, slowly walking over to his son. "I'll be back later. Don't get into any trouble while i'm gone." meowed Fallenleaf. The tom looked at Creekkit, nudging his kits head as he got ready to leave. Fallenleaf made his way out of the nursery to do his warrior duties. Creekkit stood up, watching his father leave. Yep! I'll be here! All alone! The kit wanted to cry out after a while of just standing there, but tried his best to keep it in. Hopefully somebody will come along and help me with my boredom. All of a sudden his stomache growled in hunger.
(Sorry this is late)

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Dawn ~ kit struggled to open her brown eyes, but her mind told her otherwise. As she fluttered her eyes open she saw a lone kit. 'Hmm,' The she-kit started to wonder. Dawn hoisted her self up before padding to the tom-kit. "Hello..." She'd stare him.
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(Ello i'm bored mind if I join?)

[xYx_Void_xYx]

Mintmist stepped into the nursery, looking around at the kits with curious pale blue eyes. She came here often to play with the young kits and talk with their mothers. How she wished she had kits of her own! Or even a mate would be a nice start.
But for now, she would satisfy herself with pretending as though the kits were her own.
She let the scent of the nursery invade her nostrils. It was a familiar feeling, having been living here only seven moons ago.
She sat near the entrance, watching the kits go about their day.
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The massive queen wondered over to Mint ~ Mist.
"Hello Mint, I hope this won't interfere with your warrior duties but...I need you to look over my kits, I need to eat some prey i'm starving." She'd mew.
"There only three kits not a pawful, but i'm deeply trouble leaving them there all by them selfs."
Her eyes kept locked on Ember ~ kit, her oldest and treated by like an outcast just because the look of his dark head and red like amber eyes.
"Do you mind looking after Dawn ~ kit, Dappled ~ kit and Ember ~ kit? Just for a short while."

[PhantomRiderYT]

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The massive queen wondered over to Mint ~ Mist.
"Hello Mint, I hope this won't interfere with your warrior duties but...I need you to look over my kits, I need to eat some prey i'm starving." She'd mew.
"There only three kits not a pawful, but i'm deeply trouble leaving them there all by them selfs."
Her eyes kept locked on Ember ~ kit, her oldest and treated by like an outcast just because the look of his dark head and red like amber eyes.
"Do you mind looking after Dawn ~ kit, Dappled ~ kit and Ember ~ kit? Just for a short while."
Mintmist's eyes widened in surprise, "Oh! I'd love to!" She couldn't contain a purr, "I'll make sure they don't get into any trouble."
Mintmist's eyes shone excitedly as she addressed the kits, "Hello, you three! How are you?" She was willing to play any game they wanted to play, do anything they wanted to do. Interacting with kits is what Mintmist lived for.
Her bright eyes turned back to the queen,"Don't worry about a thing! You deserve a little break and a juicy piece of prey!"

[xYx_Void_xYx]

Mintmist's eyes widened in surprise, "Oh! I'd love to!" She couldn't contain a purr, "I'll make sure they don't get into any trouble."
Mintmist's eyes shone excitedly as she addressed the kits, "Hello, you three! How are you?" She was willing to play any game they wanted to play, do anything they wanted to do. Interacting with kits is what Mintmist lived for.
Her bright eyes turned back to the queen,"Don't worry about a thing! You deserve a little break and a juicy piece of prey!"
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Apple ~ Dust dipped her head in appreciation, then strolled outta the den.
Ember ~ kit bounced up happily greeting the fellow warrior.
"Hello!" He mewed.
His sister's rushed towards his side.
"Oh yes we'd love to play a game!" Dappled ~ kit grinned.
"Let's play leader!" Dawn ~ kit instructed.
"No we played that last time." The tom-kit huffed. "Plus your always leader."
"No i'm not!" She'd snap at him.
"Guys, guys!" Dappled ~ kit shouted. "Let's create a new game with all of our ideas mixed into it. That way, we'll all have our rules and parts we wanna preform."
The tom and she-kit exchanged glances with each other and agreed. The kits gathered around the young warrior looking up to her.
"So Mint ~ Mist...what's your idea?" Dawn ~ blinked.

[MimicEight]

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Apple ~ Dust dipped her head in appreciation, then strolled outta the den.
Ember ~ kit bounced up happily greeting the fellow warrior.
"Hello!" He mewed.
His sister's rushed towards his side.
"Oh yes we'd love to play a game!" Dappled ~ kit grinned.
"Let's play leader!" Dawn ~ kit instructed.
"No we played that last time." The tom-kit huffed. "Plus your always leader."
"No i'm not!" She'd snap at him.
"Guys, guys!" Dappled ~ kit shouted. "Let's create a new game with all of our ideas mixed into it. That way, we'll all have our rules and parts we wanna preform."
The tom and she-kit exchanged glances with each other and agreed. The kits gathered around the young warrior looking up to her.
"So Mint ~ Mist...what's your idea?" Dawn ~ blinked.
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The albino warrior wandered away from his crazy friends. A sound wave of kits voices entered his ears, his curiosity picked up pretty quickly. He'd walk into the den, greeting the queens with a slight nod. After his red eyes settled on Mint `mist, she was a new warrior and she always arrived to the nursery. Out of the blue the kits started arguing, he twitched an ear, wanting to visit them and see why were they arguing. Getting a grip on his paws, he'd wander over to them as he did the fighting stopped. He couldn't help but do a quite chuckle. 'Ah, kits these days.' Red `gaze sat down behind Mint `mist, signaling to the kits to be quiet, after he did some funny faces at the kits.
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[xYx_Void_xYx]

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The albino warrior wandered away from his crazy friends. A sound wave of kits voices entered his ears, his curiosity picked up pretty quickly. He'd walk into the den, greeting the queens with a slight nod. After his red eyes settled on Mint `mist, she was a new warrior and she always arrived to the nursery. Out of the blue the kits started arguing, he twitched an ear, wanting to visit them and see why were they arguing. Getting a grip on his paws, he'd wander over to them as he did the fighting stopped. He couldn't help but do a quite chuckle. 'Ah, kits these days.' Red `gaze sat down behind Mint `mist, signaling to the kits to be quiet, after he did some funny faces at the kits.
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The kits tried to hold in a laugh, but the warrior's face looked odd and weird looking, but in a funny way. Dawn ~ kit was the first one to let out a soft chuckle, then Dappled ~ kit after Ember ~ kit.
"Hahahahaha!" They all laughed.
It was clearly be able to see the confusion in Mint ~ Mist's eyes, but the kits continued to laugh, until one of the queens said: "Shush!"
"Sorry.." The kits said.
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Try out for DragonClan, I bet you would be great at it

[Mango]

AbsurdJinx
Ferretkit idled around the nursery, not minding anyone as he lept from moss pile to mosspile. He snorted and giggled and then sneezed. He chuckled before launching himself off a mosspile once more, this time he was aimed for Juniperpaw. He realized it and panicked,” Juniperpaw!” He called out as he realized way later than he should of that if Juniperpaw didn’t move, he’d hit Juniperpaw. Ferretkit saw himself much fiercer and larger than the three moon kit really was, in his mind, when he looked down on his body, he was the size of a full grown apprentice.

Ferretkit had a large imagination, yes he was slow and mousebrained, but he was imaginatitve. He had imaginary friend to play with, and he believed he was the size of the average warrior, but when a cat stared down at him, he remembered he was only a kit, or he’d think he’s the size of an apprentice, it all depended on the cat, as he came dumbling donw towards Juniperpaw, he saw himself as a warrior, about to crush a scrawny apprentice without an ounce of fighting ability, he knew his claws were shethed, but to him they looked like massive talons that could easily skewer Juniperpaw. He felt guilty in shame at the fact he a three moon old kit, would be banished for accidentally murdering Juniperpaw, heck maybe exiled for all like Ferret knew, the clan life was scary. He couldn’t always tell his imagination from reality.

[AbsurdJinx]

@Okapi (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=136)

Poor Juniperpaw. All she wanted to do was visit the nursery, share a brief herb lesson with the kits, but instead of what she expected - a pleasant session - she found herself being the target of an attack. She released a startled squeak, dropping the leaf-wrap that had been carefully gripped between her jaws, and jumped back before Ferretkit could squash her. She had to admit - he was quite large for a kit and he probably could've easily crushed her as if she were merely an insect. The herbs! the medicine cat cried silently. Juniperpaw wouldn't put herself in harms way for the cobwebs and poppy seeds and other basic herbs that she had an abundance of, but still, with leaf-bare upon them, herbs went quickly and each and every leaf or berry should be cherished.

She wondered if she could still host a lesson with crushed berries. Luckily, the herbs were bound tightly within the leaf-wrap so none of the juices from the berries would stain Ferretkit's pelt if he were to fall on it. However, the contents inside of leaf-wrap would severely suffer. Juniperpaw watched the chaos unfold, eyes wide in shock. ``Ferretkit!`` She couldn't help but let the name slip from between her lips. Her tone was high-pitched and laced with surprise, but there was absolutely no sign of anger. In all honesty, Juniperpaw drew amusement from the situation and would probably laugh it off.

[Mango]

@Okapi (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=136)

Poor Juniperpaw. All she wanted to do was visit the nursery, share a brief herb lesson with the kits, but instead of what she expected - a pleasant session - she found herself being the target of an attack. She released a startled squeak, dropping the leaf-wrap that had been carefully gripped between her jaws, and jumped back before Ferretkit could squash her. She had to admit - he was quite large for a kit and he probably could've easily crushed her as if she were merely an insect. The herbs! the medicine cat cried silently. Juniperpaw wouldn't put herself in harms way for the cobwebs and poppy seeds and other basic herbs that she had an abundance of, but still, with leaf-bare upon them, herbs went quickly and each and every leaf or berry should be cherished.

She wondered if she could still host a lesson with crushed berries. Luckily, the herbs were bound tightly within the leaf-wrap so none of the juices from the berries would stain Ferretkit's pelt if he were to fall on it. However, the contents inside of leaf-wrap would severely suffer. Juniperpaw watched the chaos unfold, eyes wide in shock. ``Ferretkit!`` She couldn't help but let the name slip from between her lips. Her tone was high-pitched and laced with surprise, but there was absolutely no sign of anger. In all honesty, Juniperpaw drew amusement from the situation and would probably laugh it off.


Ferretkit hit the ground rolling a little stopping less that a pawlength away from the herbs. He huffed and stood up shaking out his fur casually,” Sorry Juniperpaw, didn’t mean to scare you.” He after all, was only three moons, not a harmful kit, an innocent one if fact. He turned to play in the other half of the den, where he might not hit Juniperpaw, he often did get in trouble for hitting queens and kits accidentally, but what was wrong with having fun? And he never unsheathed his claws, and he gave notice to the cat he was about to squash. Most cats were on guard for him smacking into them, not poor Juniperpaw though, she didn’t know that he was a jumper.

[AbsurdJinx]

Ferretkit hit the ground rolling a little stopping less that a pawlength away from the herbs. He huffed and stood up shaking out his fur casually,” Sorry Juniperpaw, didn’t mean to scare you.” He after all, was only three moons, not a harmful kit, an innocent one if fact. He turned to play in the other half of the den, where he might not hit Juniperpaw, he often did get in trouble for hitting queens and kits accidentally, but what was wrong with having fun? And he never unsheathed his claws, and he gave notice to the cat he was about to squash. Most cats were on guard for him smacking into them, not poor Juniperpaw though, she didn’t know that he was a jumper.

``Oh, Ferretkit, wait. How about you prove you're sorry by enduring a quick herb lesson with me?`` Juniperpaw was quick to scurry up to the leaf-wrap once she was certain danger would be no issue. She nipped it carefully and the leaf unfolded to reveal a pawful of different berries and leaves. She'd wrapped the single deathberry thick in cobweb until it was invisible to anyone's eye. Luckily, the red berry was still held firmly in the sticky lace's grasp, at the center of the bundle of cobweb. The medicine cat cautiously nudged a tiny, round black seed forward by a few inches, raising her chin to look Ferretkit in the eye. Her gaze and tone was gentle, but there was a firmness to them that said she was serious, ``These are poppy seeds. They will make you feel drowsy, but they will ease any pain or shock.``

[Mango]

``Oh, Ferretkit, wait. How about you prove you're sorry by enduring a quick herb lesson with me?`` Juniperpaw was quick to scurry up to the leaf-wrap once she was certain danger would be no issue. She nipped it carefully and the leaf unfolded to reveal a pawful of different berries and leaves. She'd wrapped the single deathberry thick in cobweb until it was invisible to anyone's eye. Luckily, the red berry was still held firmly in the sticky lace's grasp, at the center of the bundle of cobweb. The medicine cat cautiously nudged a tiny, round black seed forward by a few inches, raising her chin to look Ferretkit in the eye. Her gaze and tone was gentle, but there was a firmness to them that said she was serious, ``These are poppy seeds. They will make you feel drowsy, but they will ease any pain or shock.``

Ferretkit nodded and listened confused as to why he needed the knowledge, as after all he didn't want to be a useless Medicine Cat, looked down apon by the clan. They only were useful after a battle.