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"Yeah!" Skykit Songbird loved that idea! Pretend clans! "You're good at making games Pumpkin." What kits would want to play? "What if you and me were leaders? And then we can pick our deputies and both of the medicine cats!" She really liked this idea. "We could ask Twilightstar's litter to join." She said. There were 13 of them! Skykit only had 4 siblings. @Dolomedes
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Pumpkin nodded his head at her suggestions, "Yeah that can work! I'll be Pumpkinstar and you can be Songstar! Uhhhhhhh" He thought for a moment more, looking up before resuming, "I'll be the leader of Sunclan and you can be the leader of Moonclan!" Also for calling together other kits that want to play they could do that like he's seen other cats do for their events like wrestling and stuff. So he nodded and then, "I'm going to call the event all together! Follow me!"
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"Okay PumpkinStar!" Songbird mewed. Moonclan! She liked the sound of that. She loved the moon. When it was out, that meant she could sleep. Pumpkin was making an event. They were so brave! Skykit wanted to be like them some day. "Okay!" Skykit happily followed pumpkin. She started humming. She hummed when she was happy. @Dolomedes
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Nightpaw felt ashamed. He had thought his choices would be best than those of his commanders. Oh, how arrogant he'd been.
Right now he was carrying soft moss for the kits and queens who needed it. But before, he needed to clear out the old one and make sure no thorns were there. It would be a big, big problem for a kit. Infections were always lurking around.
And... it was done.
Other than the latest scorch on earth for WindClan, Rookkit hadn't bother much with whatever the heck was spinning and running around in the world outside. It seemed so unproductive being as little as she is. It's only been a moon or so, but most of the kittens have started to grow into their respective sizes. They were still small, itty bitty, of course, but especially her...Rookkit was disappointingly slender.
Rookkit guess she didn't have it the worse. Her mismatched coloured eyes laid their sight on one of their siblings. Coldkit, whom they've recently come to understand that she couldn't see. That must suck, but there are days where Rookkit wish she was deaf. Then she couldn't have to hear the constantly mewing and crying that goes on and on. She decided to drown out her self misery, after all, the dusky gray kit may be slender but at least she didn't have to go through a whole learning curve from birth.
Rookkit made her way towards to her sister, plopping down beside her and flatly asked, "What's up, Cold?"
Slight vibrations of the ground startled the kitten almost as much as when a familiar voice rang out not even a second after, prompting Coldkit to lift her head from the ground and up to the sky. Her ears flickered as they adjusted to the presence of another, her silence stretching as her mind worked to identify which of her siblings this was.
"You're..Rookkit."
She mew eventually, thoughtfully, turning her head the wrong way. "...I lost my ball."
She decided to explain after some seconds, paws returning to rhythmically taping the ground below in a wayward pattern until she accidentally tapped one of Rookkit's paws and had to retract her limb. "It was right here. But I lost it."
She had been trying to play mossball by herself, practicing for the unlikely event one might invite her to play along. Alas, one could see how that turned out.
Strawberrykit sat in a corner of the Nursery, away from the family nest where she usually was, staring out of the den entrance. Strange. She and her siblings would be out there soon. Soon...
Jaggedkit watched as his sister ran around hitting a ball of moss like every other kit did. Green eyes following her solo game while he didn't actually pay much attention to it. His thoughts were elsewhere, he was still confused or more so upset at his interaction with that older warriors. Deadmoon. Only long after leaving the warrior and taking a nap in the nursery had he actually remembered attacking her and not like how he usually play fought with his brother- no. It was different and he felt awful about it. He wanted to apologize but....no.
Green flashed past his eyes as the mossballs was flung into the air, on reflex he stuck out his paw and batted it away. Then he proceeded to glare at Seedling as his sister's called her, He however called her sprout. "Watch where you're hitting that thing" he huffed, his tail tip twitching. He didn't see how fun hitting a ball of moss could be. He never played the game and didn't see the importance in it. Brawling however was much more fun and useful. Ofcourse what would sprout know about that, she was merely a girl and participated in dumb things
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