[Weekend-Wondering]

Blazingkit
No Header Yet / Female / About 2 Moons / WindClan / Sexuality Unknown
Simple red she-kit with dark mackerel markings, bold blue eyes, tortoiseshell/white points, and soft fur

“Oh. My. Feathers. You are literally the most prettiest-handsomest-lookiess-looker in the WHOLE WORLD. Literally.”


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Blazingkit, with her muzzle stuffed in between her two front paws, lay snoring for the entirety of WindClan to hear. Buried in the moss of her nest, the red mackerel she-kit’s paws shifted restlessly in her sleep as she dreamed of the craziest of things, including herself fighting against flurries of butterflies and dragonflies that had somehow managed to invade WindClan’s tunnels. Despite the lack of sense and realism in this scene, it made complete sense to Blazingkit’s dream self, so the mackerel was having the time of her life while she slept. Her dream self was swift, calculated, and an absolute genius, and each and every swipe that the red she-kit made at one of the invasive bugs landed with undeniable precision, sending the majority of the remaining unwanted bugs darting out of the way. It was quite odd that her dream went as it did, seeing as Dustbunny had made it pretty clear that bugs were harmless, but Blazingkit was too happy to care. Unfortunately, something awoke her just when she was almost finished fighting off the obnoxious bugs and critters, the sound of moss moving hear her ears. Sleepiness hanging underneath her eyes a little bit, Blazingkit’s eyelids rose slowly, and she found the lovely sight of a blurry, splotchy nursery. The mackerel she-kit could still feel her heart beating unusually fast from the energy felt during her dream, but it began to die down as she faded back into reality. Blinking away the blur, she allowed her maw to widen in a large, long yawn, before clumsily wobbling up onto her feet.

The simple red she-kit shook some stray bits of moss from her pelt, sending bits and pieces flying in every direction. Then squinting at the nursery entrance and exit with tired blue eyes, she brushed off the remaining bits with the wispy tip of her tail, and with that, she mumbled, “Momma, ey- I had the funniest dream, ‘cause… there were bugs hanging out in the tunnels and stuff, but that’s weird, because Dubsunny- Dustdunny- Dus- sorry. Bunny said that bugs don’t cause any problems, but my dream sure didn’t think so, ‘cause…” Blazingkit was about to mumble up an entire monologue about dream-nonsense before she caught sight of a familiar dilute calico felt, and she gasped at the sight of it. It was almost as if this was the first time she had seen the she-kit in the nursery with her, despite waking up with the whole family each and every morning. At the sight of her sister, Blazingkit squealed with excitement, and joy flooding through her, she completely forgot about her dream. The mackerel whipped around to gape at Littlekit as her sibling did whatever she was doing, bold blue eyes dashing in every direction until she caught sight of the moss scattered in front of her paws. Blazingkit tilted her head in confusion for a moment, hesitantly wondering, Man, I sure wonder why she’s messin’ up our nest, but I mean, she’s smart, so I shouldn’t- OH- The realization hit her, and Blazingkit’s jaw fell even further, her eyes shooting open wide. With another shrill gasp of pure, true joy, she piped, “Oh my gaw, Littlekit- you’re digging! You’re practicing with moss- Littlekit, I told ya’ you were a genius, don’tcha know?!” Then snickering, she padded towards the scene, plopping down beside her sister and her digging efforts to watch with admiration. As Littlekit began to uncover the feather amongst the puffs of moss, the mackerel narrowed her eyes to and leaned forward slightly to get a closer look at it, puzzled for a moment at the sight of it. Heck is that… an ol’ thing, maybe, dead… moss…?

But byt he time it was fully uncovered, Blazingkit had absolutely no idea what it might be. It looked soft, it looked fun, and it looked… treasure-worthy. The she-kit’s jaw would have fallen even lower, if only it hadn’t already reached its lowest point, but a smile zipped across her face. It obviously didn’t look dangerous, so curiously, she named the first dangerous thing that came to her small mind. “WHOAUH. IT’S A BUG!!!” As Littlekit screamed her name across the nursery, Blazingkit scooted closer to make sure her presence was known, and with interest gleaming in her eyes, she pawed at the mysterious new toy that her sister had found buried up in the soft moss. She nodded hastily when Littlekit told her to come look at it, and when Littlekit lifted in up in her mouth, Blazingkit poked at the parts of it that weren’t trapped in her sister’s teeth with a careful paw. It bobbed a little bit when she flicked at it. It was soft, sort of like fur. A starry gleam bursted in her gaze as she stared at the fuzzy object with awe dazzling in her eyes, and jaw still fallen, she nodded in quick agreement as Littlekit’s muffled voice rang out again, questioning the older cats about what this precious thing might be. Blazingkit spoke uo about her opinion, scanning the feather again briefly. “Okay, okay- I change my mind, I don’t think it’s a bug, because… it hasn’t got any eyes, or a creepy lil’ face… maybe it’s a worm with… wings! ‘Cause Bunny said that when diggin’ we’re gonna find all kinds’a worms n’ things, so maybe they can FLY, TOO!!!” Now that was soemthing that would certainly be sneaking it’s way into her next dream, then; Worms would be flying through the tunnels like planes.

But just after they made their sudden discovery, a new cat walked into the den. Curiosity levels increasing, Blazingkit turned her head around slightly to gaze at the incoming warrior, only to realize that it was not a warrior at all once they entered again. No, this was Lightningstorm, a medicine cat, rather than your standard battle-kitty. Yet again, Blazingkit gasped, jerking her head back a little at the sight of her second mother. Her reaction to the calico she-cat was much different from Littlekit’s, as her sister had practically just ignored the medicine cat as she walked into the nursery. No, Blazingkit screeched and jumped up and down repeatedly at the sight of her other, less-seen mother, bubbling up with joy as she identified her. “H-H- HI!!!” She stammered a little out of excitment, but in the end, she got there. “Litnerstorm! Ligh-Lightningstorm, sorry! Littlekit, Littlekit- Little-” Then finally, after more struggles, raising her already noisy voice, she squawked, “LITTLEKIIIIT! Lightningstorm, Mama number TWO, can prolly tell us what the flyin’ worm thing is, couldn’t she? I betcha she could, bein’ a smarts medicine cat n’ all, so let’s ask!” Confidentially, the red mackerel strode towards her mother, smirk wide across her face. “Why, hi there, Mother! So… I’ve gotta question, ‘cause you’re all smart n’ stuff, so… thought you’d know the answer for sure, hehe! Er- what’s you think this… flying-worm-bug-fluffy-fuzz-critter is?” She pointed towards the feather, then continued. “Littlekit found it while digging, and I’m thinking that it looks really cool! And… fun!” Then when Blazingkit remembered hearing an unfamiliar word leave her other mother’s mouth, hesitantly, she repeated it without knowing its full meaning. “…innit!”

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// I’ve specified the characters who Blazingkit interacted with directly here ^^ \\

~ @SuspiciousMindz { Littlekit } ~
~ @Dark { Firestorm } ~
~ @Alchemist Kitsune { Lightningstorm } ~
~ @Starfall ~ @ellie ~ @beau ~ @Poprock ~