Whisperinghive
Beefed Up T1 [ACTIVE] Survival Instincts[ACTIVE] Just a Scratch[ACTIVE]
Whisperinghive cocked his head slightly to the side at her expressions, amusment and fondness gleaming in his eyes. His ears twitched at the smack to his tail and Strawberrykit's words. Harsh, much? "Oh-" Whisperinghive said, shifting on his paws softly. This kit is..interesting, to say the least. "Oh yeah?" He teased plafully with a small chuckle. The warriors tail flicked next
to the kit, left and right, back and forth to play with the kit.
That cold panic was back. Why did it have to come back? Was it alright for a warrior to play with a kit they just met? If not, what would Snowybreeze think? What would Twilightstar think? Oh, Starclan...Why did his mind have to make him think like this? Why did he have to panic all the time? Stempaw would've soothed these thoughts away and cheered him up. WAIT- He was still with the kit! Now was no time to be panicy. Whisperinghive's green eyes flickered back to Snowybreeze's kit.
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"Yeah." Strawberrykit huffed, not even focusing on the warrior as a tiny growl rumbled through her, agitation simmering beneath the surface as orangeface's tail ended up being harder than she'd thought to catch. Why! Wouldn't! It! Work!!! Father's paws were always so easy to catch. Maybe it was because he had big paws.
She aimed to wrap her forearms and backlegs around his tail, and then without warning attempted to clamp down with too-large-for-her-age fangs.
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❝ Leaving them feeling betrayed.
Breaking the bonds that you've made. ❞
"Yeah." Strawberrykit huffed, not even focusing on the warrior as a tiny growl rumbled through her, agitation simmering beneath the surface as orangeface's tail ended up being harder than she'd thought to catch. Why! Wouldn't! It! Work!!! Father's paws were always so easy to catch. Maybe it was because he had big paws.
She aimed to wrap her forearms and backlegs around his tail, and then without warning attempted to clamp down with too-large-for-her-age fangs.
Whisperinghive
Killer Aptitude T1 [ACTIVE] Survival Instincts[ACTIVE] Just a Scratch
Whisperinghive snickered in amusment at the kit's frustration as they tried to catch his tail, continuing to let his tail flick side to side. He flinched back slightly at Strawberrykit's sudden movement towards him, cocking his head to the side as she wrapped herself around his tail. What in Starclan- was that normal kit behavior? Did he ever do this to Leopardsong? The warrior peered down at her, letting his tail wriggle just for the fun of it, trying to see what she was doing. He finally felt a little bit of pressure somewhere on his tail and smelt the faintest of blood. "Strawberrykit, are you ok?" Whisperinghive asked, aiming to nudge her softly with a paw.
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Cloverkit smiled. "Could you tell me what being a paw is like?" She asked then lowered her head. "If you want me to, of course.'
Mistykit ★ She-Kit ★ Windclan Kit ★ 5 Moons ★ Straight ' 'Sure! As soon as I get the title, I'll tell you everything,' ' Mistykit says with a slight purr.
Whisperinghive
Killer Aptitude T1 [ACTIVE] Survival Instincts[ACTIVE] Just a Scratch
Whisperinghive snickered in amusment at the kit's frustration as they tried to catch his tail, continuing to let his tail flick side to side. He flinched back slightly at Strawberrykit's sudden movement towards him, cocking his head to the side as she wrapped herself around his tail. What in Starclan- was that normal kit behavior? Did he ever do this to Leopardsong? The warrior peered down at her, letting his tail wriggle just for the fun of it, trying to see what she was doing. He finally felt a little bit of pressure somewhere on his tail and smelt the faintest of blood. "Strawberrykit, are you ok?" Whisperinghive asked, aiming to nudge her softly with a paw.
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Strawberrykit was too busy trying to repeatedly bite down on the warrior's tail to listen to him, fangs gnawing away diligently. Hungry. This made her hungry, and Fireposter was not cutting it. She let go after a while with a frustrated growl when all her mouth filled with was fluff.
Spitting repeatedly to get the orange creature's fur out of her mouth, Strawberrykit shook her head rapidly, jumping to her paws with a angry hiss, tiny back arched, bushy tail pointing straight up, followed by a coughing fit. Which ended in a hairball. An orange hairball. On the ground of the nursery.
Strawberrykit stared down at it for a couple moments once she'd stop wheezing up her lungs. She frowned, and then looked up at Orangeface. "Look whats yous did." Strawberrykit informed him matter-of-factly, and then attempted to stick the hairball back on his tail. "Take it back, you."
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❝ Leaving them feeling betrayed.
Breaking the bonds that you've made. ❞
Owlkit Left the other two kits alone to talk as he wanted to play, the small tom padded away and went back to messing with his moss nest. not destroying it this time , just pawing at it, he lays down on the moss and looks at a small feather. just pawing at the feather. he likes playing with anything he can find. if the kits wanted to speak to him, the could come over again! as for right now, they are content with playing alone.
Strawberrykit was too busy trying to repeatedly bite down on the warrior's tail to listen to him, fangs gnawing away diligently. Hungry. This made her hungry, and Fireposter was not cutting it. She let go after a while with a frustrated growl when all her mouth filled with was fluff.
Spitting repeatedly to get the orange creature's fur out of her mouth, Strawberrykit shook her head rapidly, jumping to her paws with a angry hiss, tiny back arched, bushy tail pointing straight up, followed by a coughing fit. Which ended in a hairball. An orange hairball. On the ground of the nursery.
Strawberrykit stared down at it for a couple moments once she'd stop wheezing up her lungs. She frowned, and then looked up at Orangeface. "Look whats yous did." Strawberrykit informed him matter-of-factly, and then attempted to stick the hairball back on his tail. "Take it back, you."
Whisperinghive
Killer Aptitude T1 [ACTIVE] Survival Instincts[ACTIVE] Just a Scratch
Whisperinghive felt small prickles where the pressure was. What in Starclan was the kit doing? He leaned over the kit a bit before she let go of his tail in a coughing fit. Was she biting off his fur and eating it? What in Starclan..Strawberrykit's angry position made him want to chuckle, but that feeling quickly vanished as she coughed up a hairball of his fur. Her next words shocked him a little bit. "I did that?" Whisperinghive repeated with a small smile, his tail brushing up against the hair ball and sending it to the side. He'd get it later when he left.
"You were trying to eat my tail, how is that my fault?" Whisperinghive asked, growing fond of the sassy kit. She was just so full of itty bitty rage. "I could get you a mouse to eat instead. If you're off milk, of course." He offered, laying on his stomach and aiming to nudge Strawberrykit softly with a paw to make sure she was ok.
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