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"Don't be.I grew up with my dad.When I lost him I was lost.But than I found my mate and everything got a little better." Sandflower said to the little kit. "It may feel bad now for you but there the things will get better, you just have to give it time."
"Don't be.I grew up with my dad.When I lost him I was lost.But than I found my mate and everything got a little better." Sandflower said to the little kit. "It may feel bad now for you but there the things will get better, you just have to give it time."
“I’m not sad at all. Maybe they died a warriors death, protecting RiverClan,” said Puddlekit. “Anyway, Kestralsplash and Fernshade are the best!”
WhiteKit yawned again, curling into a ball on her moss. The other kits were finally asleep, so she closed her eyes. WhiteKit slowly fell asleep, the world fading away.
~Fishkit, the surprisingly mature she-kit~
Sheesh, this kit was annoying.
But hey, isn't that what all kits were?
Fishkit rolled her eyes and sniffled a giggle and took out a stick formation she'd been weaving. Willow branches were weaving through eachother, and it was really prickly. Fishkit had made it out of bordom, but that had come to good use.
Mewing goodbye to her other kit friends, Fishkit sprinkled some really cold water on the weaving, pulling it over Whitekit.
Holding the weaving with two paws, Fishkit dropped it on Whitekit, smirking slightly.
Even though she's mature, she likes to play tricks on cats. She's going to be dee most evil cat I have.
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Sunkit flinched when his paws hit her ears. She was a bit more nervous about battle training, she found it hard to understand where Milkkit’s paws would be.
Sunkit stepped back and ducked her head from Milkkit’s paws. “Are we sure that’s safe?” Sunkit already knew she was a bit clumsy and didn’t want to get seriously hurt.
Milkkit went back to all fours as he considered Sunkits question. Perhaps his decision for battle training was a bit premature.
“Hmm I guess your right, sorry I got too excited,” he admitted.
He paused to look around the nursery. They could play more hiding games or maybe he could show her around the camp.
Deciding that the latter was the best idea he walked forwards and gently placed his tail over Sunkits shoulders.
“How about we do a walk camp so you get used to it?!”
From the rustling reeds of the dens walls came the little fox-like kitten, tumbling forwards on rather wonky paws. Everything about him seemed... wonky. From a droopy left ear to overly large paws he would no doubt grow into. Either way, the wonky weirdo appeared at the sound of his brother. His big ol' brother! He had the slightest idea that Snakeheart was important but he was off in his daydream world, too closed off to even notice anything and everything.
Fidgetpaw stumbled over with a small squeak of surprise. "You gots any gifts?" He honked up at him, peering up with those big curious blue eyes and eagerness for everything and anything Snakeheart had to offer in this world.
With a wobble and a bit of a crash out from nowhere appeared Snakehearts most.... unique sibling. Honestly the medicine cat had never seen a more awkward kitten and he routinely came into contact with the kits that had a sense or two off, not even mentioning the early born cases that always seemed to be a disaster... Unlike them though Fidgetkit shared their offness he was surprisingly healthy happily bounding about and enjoying life in between the disasters even Snakeheart had heard about. That was a good thing and something the older sibling was so so thankful for, for all he struggled sometimes he could be happy. Maybe that'd chance when he finally figured out Foxblaze wasnt here, that something was wrong but...... No, the tom would make sure his little brother could have nothing but a happy kithood and if their mother was really gone the medicine cat would do his upmost to be there for the younger cats so it wouldnt matter.
A affectionate smile curled around his muzzle as the tiny cats honk and learned down grooming the kitten all over straightening his foxlike fur as much as possible eyes crinkling as he did. He loved this wonky little kit he really did purring out a little. "Well I dont have a physical gift with me on paw but if you really want one after Im sure I can find some catmint or pretty shells or rocks or something you want. Though I suppose my special plans for today could count as a gift." He hummed at that as though considering leaning down to 'secretly' whisper to the kit "You wanna learn how to swim? I bet with me teaching you you'll be the first, and best kit to swim in the entire nursery... Impress your future mentors so sooooooo much too~ And thats not even mentioning how you'll get to see out of the camp! What do you say Fidgetkit?"
He'd work Fidgetkit into things and have him happy before Snakeheart started quietly poking about their mom.
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Quite quickly, Reedkit noticed the differences in size between her and Lionkit. So, when tossing the moss ball back she was sure to use a gentle tap, not wanting to hurt him. Though, she was a bit worried about his limping.
(His limping his from his birth defect, not his fight with his brother)
Lionkit caught it, and threw it back
(His limping his from his birth defect, not his fight with his brother)
Lionkit caught it, and threw it back
~Reedkit~
Catching it as well, she tossed it back, this time the ball catching a bit of air. Taking in a soft breath she opened her jaws “how has your days been Lionkit?”.
(I guessed that, but since Reed doesn’t know she’s going to be a bit concerned for him.)
Catching it as well, she tossed it back, this time the ball catching a bit of air. Taking in a soft breath she opened her jaws “how has your days been Lionkit?”.
(I guessed that, but since Reed doesn’t know she’s going to be a bit concerned for him.)
(She should, its obvious, he has a crooked leg-)
Lionkit didn't hear her. He was looking at the clouds. (He also has ADHD)
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