WindClan Nursery

[Rose]

Strawberrykit
She/Her

Thump. A singular blue eye cracked open to stare at the little calico kitten batting (and chatting) away at a sibling. At first, she’d thought Card was speaking to her, but thankfully not, so Strawberry would not have to go through the effort of replying. She could spend her time lazing around, so long as nobody noticed she was awake.

Comfortable with this idea, the patched she-kit further nestled into the family nest, eyes closing once more.

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[HerbalTea]

Originally Posted by Rose

Strawberrykit
She/Her

Thump. A singular blue eye cracked open to stare at the little calico kitten batting (and chatting) away at a sibling. At first, she’d thought Card was speaking to her, but thankfully not, so Strawberry would not have to go through the effort of replying. She could spend her time lazing around, so long as nobody noticed she was awake.

Comfortable with this idea, the patched she-kit further nestled into the family nest, eyes closing once more.

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Horizonkit stared at Strawberrykit. “Hi, what ya doing?" She peered over her denmate. “Ya watching out for bad cats?" and then she batted the other kits face playfully sticking the tongue out.

[ophelia]

[ @Fits ]

GRACKLEKIT

The beige and grey kit stumbled through the nursery, dragging a twig between his jaws. His father might tell him not to run around with a stick in case he jabbed someone, but Gracklekit knew how to be careful! And besides, his father didn't know that this was a very special stick. In fact, it wasn't a stick an all! It was the claw of a member of TigerClan, and he was going to use it to defeat his enemies. Of course, he had to make some enemies first.

As he rounded the corner, a ball of fur launched itself toward him out of thin air. "AHH," he yelped, tripping backwards and falling on his tush with a soft 'oomph.' The other kit immediately began tossing questions at him. His initial instinct was to deny being scared, but then he had an even better idea. From his position seated on the ground, he flopped backwards, sticking his legs straight up into the air. He'd never seen a dead cat before, but he'd seen plenty of dead beetles. How different could it be. He stuck his tongue and responded, probably sounding like his head was under water.

"You've felled me!" he announced dramatically, stick falling from his mouth. "What a formidable opponent!" he added, opening one eye to spy on the other kit. Trying to be sneaky, he wriggled sideways, then chucked himself clumsily at Sneezekit. His sheathed paws aimed softly towards their side, trying to bowl them over.

"But I have the power of TigerClan!" he grinned victoriously, waving the stick in circles with dramatic flourishes of his head.