StarClan Territory

[Dolomedes]

Moonkit
|| She/her | StC Kit ||

The kitten watched as a rock appeared after her new friend moved a bit, proving that they weren’t double dead, or some elaborate pretend cat but is actually like a rock or something. They don’t have a face to be fair, rocks also don’t have faces, fair assumption- errr possibility. Moonkit bounced back, watching in amazement, before breaking from her stupor and pouncing on the rock clumsily. “WOWZERS MISTER MA’AM MISS MX, well how’d you do that?”

[ @OBigBrainO - The Quasar ]

[OBigBrainO]

THE QUASAR
WHITE CAT. TALL. LONG-FURRED. BLUE GLOW OBSCURING EYES. FADING STARRY FUR.
??? MOONS - STARCLAN(?) - THEY/IT
WORLDWEAVER T1, NIGHTMARE FUEL T1, KITTY SOFTPAWS

The Quasar's whiskers twitched in amusement. It began to slowly lower its paw so it hovered over the ground, and with extremely exaggerated concentration, summoned another small rock out of the ground.
It made sure to show all of this clearly to the kit, lest the pest was somehow looking the other way.

@Dolomedes

[Dolomedes]

Moonkit
|| She/her | StC Kit ||

The kitten watched, wide eyed in her fascination with the display in front of her paws. Then when another pebble formed she tried to do the same thing, concentrating on her paws, she even closed her eyes and imagined the act of dropping a rock from her paw. Though I’m just a few moments she opened her eyes and saw the starry sparks of something showing up, her eyes lit up in excitement. The divergence in focus led to the sparks disappearing with no rock in sight. Her face fell slightly and she gave a pouty look up at the being, watery eyes the warning of her upset-ness.

[ @OBigBrainO - The Quasar ]

[MaximusPrime27]

CardinalMist
Age of Death: 145 Moons Old
Cause of Death: Old Age
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The path ended periodically after glancing around she saw a path that leads to a field. [B]"Where am I?"[/B The she mumbled to herself.

[OBigBrainO]

THE QUASAR
WHITE CAT. TALL. LONG-FURRED. BLUE GLOW OBSCURING EYES. FADING STARRY FUR.
??? MOONS - STARCLAN(?) - THEY/IT
WORLDWEAVER T1, NIGHTMARE FUEL T1, KITTY SOFTPAWS

The Quasar turned sharply to the kit. You could tell even without eyes to narrow that it was unhappy. In a brief moment, this pest was shown to be useless. Its ears went back slightly in annoyance, before them suddenly bouncing back up to normal, the odd spirit’s haunches lowering.

What was it doing? This was an apparently very young kit The Quasar was angry at, not an incompetent warrior.

It sat down next to Moonkit, tail curling around her.

@Dolomedes

[Dolomedes]

Moonkit
|| She/her | StC Kit ||

Moonkit sat down, allowing her friend's comfort, it reminded her of mama whenever Moonkit falls down or is upset. Maybe this cat also had kits. "I just wanna send my brother a gift... why am I so bad at this star stuff?" She asked though given the silence that the feline had given her this entire time she didn't really expect an answer. Dark fur lifted suddenly and she hopped back to her paws, lifting one of her front ones to swipe her face, "I can't give up! I'll get this right!" The kitten called out with determination. "Show me one more time!" She asked-demanded as she turned back to watch the feline, hoping that they would summon one more rock. Her eyes were laser focused on their snowy colored paws.

[ @OBigBrainO - The Quasar ]