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Re: Smothered in its cradle [CLANWIDE EVENT]
Honeypaw
11 Moons
60/100
Purrks: Flock Together T2
As Honeypaw had been searching for something to do to help the clan, she heard squeaky, panicky voices. Oh boy... She turned towards them and approached before they went off to presumably harass warriors who were doing the important things. "Heyyy you two, what are your names? You aren't going to die, the older warriors know what they're doing and they're going to help us." She wasn't actually completely sure of that, but she still. An attack from another clan? Can cats start fires? How does that work... She didn't voice her confusion to the kits, however.
Fleetpaw nodded at Dustbunny and followed her closely. He watched as she dug, trying his best to copy her movements. He started by digging a paw-sized hole, making it longer. Then scooping out the dirt as best as he could to widen the gap before deepening it, sliding the dirt up and over the side carefully. It wasn’t something he was used to doing, he prayed he was doing it correctly. Glancing at Dustbunny, he could see that his attempts were not as powerful or precise as her’s, but he hoped it would do. He continued to work quietly, actually starting to enjoy how he was able to let his mind clear as he focused on his task.
"Whistlekit and Sedgekit. Nice to meet you." Sedgekit meows politely, nodding towards the apprentice. "Then should we just stay here? Is it safe?" He might not look it, but he's equally nervous and anxious as his sister. He glances at her.
Whistlekit stops moving around. Her eyes widen, and she pats her pelt anxiously. She didn't know a lot about fire, except that it was very hot, and it killed lots and lots of cats at once. Or so she heard. She imagined it as a very big, ugly cat made of black and red flames. From another clan, coming to attack Windclan. She shivers.
"Really? Are the warriors winning against the fire?" Whistlekit asks. "Can I help?"
Coyotekit The Prince Of WindClan
He/Him | WC Kit | Oldest Son of Twilightstar | ??? moons old
Nuh-uh! Coyotekit wasn't just gonna let his momma walk out into the territory where it was dangerous! He'd heard of fires, and cats could get badly hurt by them! At least, that's what he'd learned. Waddling up to his mama with short, stubbly legs, he climbed up her tail and onto her back. He clung to her ears, wobbling a bit as he tried to hold on. The Prince was going to protect his mama, no matter what. Because Coyotekit was a big boy, and he would go with her, and tell the fires to stop. 'You're not going anywhere without me, Mommy! Imma protect you! I'll tell those fires that their mean and to stop burning!" he purred.
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Mistykit looked at Dusk kit with a soft smile. "Don't worry about it. I'm sure the Warriors know what to do." She flickers her tail over Dusk kit's nose hoping to cheer him up.
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| 3 moons - He / Him ?? - Purrks: - Post: 12 |
~ a lean tom with a brown pelt, tan markings, and yellow eyes ~
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DuskKit nodded as MistyKit's tail flicked over his nose, his body relaxing as he managed to calm himself down a little more. He was relieved as he felt the tight feeling in his chest loosen, providing some comfort.
"Mm, thanks."
The tom murmured, a tiny bit embarrassed he needed comforting in the first place.
Re: Smothered in its cradle [CLANWIDE EVENT]
