[ p ] Larkswoop Kitting [ p ]

[paedyn]

Larkswoop
Killer Aptitude Tier 3
Flock Together Tier 3
Lyrebird’s Lullaby

 

Larkswoop’s had been lying in the warriors’ den whenever she felt spasms in her belly. Wait, the kits shouldn’t coming for another quarter moon..

Ripples passed through the she-cat’s body, Larkswoop’s forest-green hues glazing with pain. She poked her littermates in the flank each with a paw. “Breezepool, Willowfrost, wake up,” She whispered, voice laced with agony. “The kits are coming.”

[ @Apollo. // @korok - larkkin ]

[ @Spider. - hawkkit is up first! // @dino. - owldarling is second // @Luna16 - thrushbaby is third // @Starphobia - starbaby is last. ]

[ @Beaan // @Neptune. - would totally appreciate medicine cat help due to the kits coming like really early lol ]

[Spider]

Cold. it was so cold out here he already hated it all he couldn't see and could hardly move only on some weird soft stuff hawkkit let out a loud angry meow he was hungry now and cold hawkkit let out another meow.

@dino. / @Luna16 @Starphobia @paedyn

[dino.]

Oh glory be.

FREEDOM. Sweet, beautiful freedom.

Freedom warranted celebration.

And celebrate Owlkit did.

Screaming. Immediate, triumphant screaming, loud and shrill enough to burst the eardrums of any cat unfortunate enough to share the nursery at the time as little Owlkit wailed her freedom to the skies. It was cold, but she was OUT!! And now all of ThunderClan - nay, the entire FOREST - would be subjected to her reign of terror and torment.

…she’s probably going to keep screaming until somebody shuts her up. Or she chokes herself to death on air. Whichever happens to come first.

[ @Spider @paedyn @Luna16 @Starphobia ]

[Luna16]

Light. And cold. What the hell. She could hear nothing. She saw nothing but darkness. Little did she know she was screeching and squirming and flailing wildly. The only thing she could sense was a scent that called her. The tiny body flailed like a beached fish, trying to squirm her way towards the scent. Somehow, she knew it meant warmth, food, and safety. A raspy thing escaped her throat - a purr? - when she finally found the furry body the scent belonged to. Instinctively trying to suckle.

[ @dino. - Owlkit]
[ @Starphobia - Starlingkit]
[ @paedyn - Larkswoop]

[Starphobia]

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Starlingkit
dark tortoiseshell she-cat with white freckles and sage green eyes
She/Her | 0 Moons | + every ??? | ThunderClan Kit | Manipulative (Daawwwwg she jus been born)
. 。・゜✭・.・✫゜・。.

. 。・゜✭・.・✫゜・。.
Now who could this be? It was the perfect condition to be born in. Absolutely perfect. Cold, bright, and with an unfamiliar creature screaming besides her. Oh, it wasn't just one unfamiliar creature. It was multiple. This one in particular just so happened to be the loudest. Well, that wouldn't do.
The tortoiseshell kit let out a agitated screech, determined to overpower her littermate's deafening yells. It will be her that would rise as the victor in this... Screaming battle. As a bonus, Starlingkit thrashed about, as much as she could in her fragile little body.


((Whoo all the kittos are born :3))

{ @Spider - @dino. - @Luna16 - @paedyn }
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