Mistykit looked up at Dewleap and giggled. ' 'Yeah true,' ' she meows, tossing the moss ball to the side. ' 'I hope I will be a good warrior one day,' ' the kit says excitedly, knowing she wanted to help everycat in the clan with anything she could do.
❀ ฺ dewleap ฺ❀
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❀ ฺ dewleap's eyes softened. `I'm sure you will, dear. Just be patient.` She swept her tail gently over Mistykit.
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apologies for the short reply, I'm in class at the moment ^^
Ashkit stepped in the nursery. He had been out for a small while and came back sweating. I’m hot… he slumped to his side and then noticed a small pain on his pads. Ashkit had a small blister on it. He decided to ask Leopardsong what to do. “Leopardsong, I think I got a blister, what can I do about it?” He asked her.
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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This Orangeface was a nuisance. How to get it to go away? Strawberrykit didn't know. "Why do you have a tail?" She puffed up, blue eyes narrowed. "See now? Your fault!" She pasted on a mighty scowl when she was nudged. How dare this... Orangefur poke her in the side!
"Fine, I will taste your mouse." The kitten huffed. Perhaps it would sate the relentless gnawing in her belly.
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❝ Leaving them feeling betrayed.
Breaking the bonds that you've made. ❞
Owlkit is bored out of his tiny mind so, he is pawing at this small feather he found. He has been playing with this for a few days now, he enjoys playing but when he has no one to play with he keeps his mind occupied with other things, Today it's this feather. He giggled to himself pretending to pounce on the father, then he picked it up. He lies down, places it back where he had it, and goes back to playing with it.
Re: WindClan Nursery
