"Neat!" Butterflykit chimed.
She thought for a moment after Spiderking returned the question.
"Uhhmmmm.... Nothing really!" She then replied, before her eyes went to whatever might be between Spiderling's paws, her expression now curious "Whatcha got there?"
As her rper fears the incoming activity check and is super duper mega busy and such, Swanpaw exists somewhere, glancing around the clan fearfully as if someone were out to get her.
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Cormorantswoop had settled on the soft earth within a patch of sunlight to gently gnaw on her favorite type of prey - squirrel. If there was any cat around, the massive, black mackerel tabby would ask them to join her. However, she hadn´t seen any.
To be fair, Wolfpaw had just sent out herb patrols - and there were a lot of cats out sick and located at Sunkissed Creek with Spiderthroat and Wolfhive. So, instead, Cormorantswoop kept to herself, taking small bites of her squirrel and eating slowly as not to harm her stomach if she ate too quickly.
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Frostfang, Drizzleflood, and Hollybristle all existed.
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Buzzkit’s nose wrinkles up as he finds the she-cat staring down at him. The younger kit throws his front legs up in the air in exaggerated exasperation. “I don’t need a reason! Um…” His mind blanks; for whatever reason, it doesn’t seem like simply saying “I was napping” has come up as an option to Buzzkit. “Dodging is for dummies.”
He wiggles on his back to get some momentum before rolling himself back onto his feet and shaking his pelt out. Some strands of grass flutter unceremoniously down to the ground. “And, anyways… I don’t think ‘have Buzzkit run from you’ is how Mossball works. Or- I didn’t agree to that. That would be, um, that would be Dodge the Mossball, probably.”
He didn’t need a reason?!?! Well that couldn't be true! She raised an eyebrow. Everyone needs a reason for absolutely everything!
And dodging was absolutely not for dummies! Nuh-uh, not at all! This guy wouldn’t get anywhere in a real fight - something she thought so confidently despite never once being in one herself.
Hmm… The latter was true though. That definitely wasn’t how mossball worked. Maybe that should be a new game, like Buzzkit said. Oh! So that was his name "Well, Buzzkit," she began, with absolutely no idea what she was about to say, "uh," she paused, a brief silence whilst she realised she had absolutely no thoughts. Zero. Nothing. Until one popped right into her head! "If you know so much about mossball what do you think's the right way to play??" She tilted her head quizzically. Maybe it was a statement in self defence, but also, she kinda wanted to know if he was some secret mossball expert! That way, she could learn all his tricks, and beat all her siblings.
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What needed to be done, what needed to be done...Nightgaze hummed thoughtfully at the question. Well, there was always a task to complete but Strawberryfur seemed to focus on the elders' den or nursery so she'd have to figure out which one. Slowly, she stated her answer "Hmm, well I don't think the nursey has been checked for a while so we can start with that!" Usually apprentices did the more menial tasks and most preferred the elders to overly energetic kits so why not make sure everything was being taken care of there!
FOXKIT Brown tabby she-cat with oak brown eyes. 5 Moons. She/Her. Purrks: None. "Will the curse be reversed if I say it backwards?" /lyr
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Foxkit trotted out into the clearing, looking around. Her eyes darted between the various cats resting and sharing tongues.
She sat down outside the nursery, curling her tail neatly around her paws. Her gaze drifted over the camp in its entirety, studying the cats all around.
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Honeydew yawned as she looked around the clearing
Snaketooth yawned as she headed to the nursery
Splitpaw looked around the clearing
Snowstorm and Chestnutdust sat by each other
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Strawberrypaw nodded enthusiastically. Being around the queens and kits sounded like a great thing for her right now. "Let's go!" She mewed, her tone regaining some of its lightness at the idea.
Waspkit continued to purr loudly, her tail twitching softly as she continued to nuzzle her dad. She barely noticed that he just kept his paw in the air for a bit, his tail resting on his paws before placing the paw in the air on the ground to pick at his fur. Dad is kinda weird, but that's ok. Waspkit shall tolerate his weirdness and love him in spite of it! The half-white she-kit was happy in this state with her dad before he just had to ruin it by asking who abandoned her. It took Waspkit a moment to process what the tom had said before she snapped her head up to stare at him with those bright yellow eyes of her's. No one abandoned her! She had Softdaisy and Hornetkit and maybe Mantis; she wasn't abandoned. "No one. Who abandoned you? Were you too weird for them?" Waspkit snapped at him, her tail bristling slightly. She was not alone. She had her siblings and Mama Soft Daisy. Maybe this weirdo if he decided to not be so mean.
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A snort came from the tom as she did a full 180. Went from soft and fluffy to an absolute spicy kitten. A slight smile formed on his maw before replaced with a thoughtful expression. "Nah. Too cool to be abandoned. They moved on though. Grew up." he hummed, shuffling back so he could fully lay down. Resting his chin on his paws as he blew a small puff of air towards Waspkit.
"I. However. Never die." a snort. To him, it seemed like it. Most everyone else around him died. He was never supposed to outlive them. Never. Yet here he was. With far too many of his own 'kits.'
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