Redkit
Tom|wavy red fur| light yellow{left} and blue eyes{right}|friendly
Redkit looked around the clearing like he had many times before.
(Open, quite bored rn)
Snowykit
Snowykit was huddled towards one of the camp's edges, underneath the ferns that grew there, but his light fur was still a dead giveaway.. actually maybe not so much, with the light snow that dressed the camp in a light coat of white. So maybe, Snowykit wasn't as visible and just had awful luck when a different kit made eye contact with him, oh nooo, oh noo oh no! The kitten froze in place, eyes widening and his fur and squirrel-like tail bristling with slight fear. Snowykit doesn't really like strangers, and hides their face behind their paws.
Redkit
Tom|wavy red fur| light yellow{left} and blue eyes{right}|friendly
Redkit looked towards Snowykit giving them a smile before totting to them, "Hello!" he mewed waving his tail. @Dolomedes
Redkit
Tom|wavy red fur| light yellow{left} and blue eyes{right}|friendly
Redkit looked towards Snowykit giving them a smile before totting to them, "Hello!" he mewed waving his tail. @Dolomedes
Snowykit
Snowykit let out a small panicked squeak as he heard the other kit greet him. Still hiding his face behind his paws and his large squirrel-like tail covering the top of him, Snowykit let out a small whisper back, “H-Hello…”
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• Tom • 5 Moons • He/They •
☆ | Long calico fur w/green eyes | ☆ Open
Patchkit trotted into the clearing, his claws unsheathed ready to start digging into the sandy ground beneath them. They quickly found a sandy spot, their paws quickly digging into the sand. Why was he doing this? He didn't know. He was just bored and this seemed like a fun thing to do. The kit dugged deeper, until he could fit his head into the hole he had made. He looked up, wondering if anyone had seen him before continuing to dig.
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Claykit
|| She/her || 1 Moon ||
Claykit padded into the clearing. It was far too cramped in the nursery at the moment, and she wanted to move. With any luck, maybe even find something cool lying around camp. Maybe a stick. She hadn't played with many of those yet.
Her amber eyes scanned the camp, trying to think of where some treasure might be hiding. What she found was a kit digging in the snow. She padded over, and stuck her head close to the hole. "Hi! Whatcha doin'?"
Wrenseeker
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12 moons || she/her || RiverClan Warrior || Silver Tongue long furred silver smoke she-cat; blue eyes
Home. Home. She's home. It's a different camp than the one she remembers, slightly different layout, and the dens are in locations she hasn't had the time to memorize just yet, considering, of course, she's all but been back two seconds, but her nose tells her that this one here, the one that smells of kittens and milk, is the nursery. And this one not too far from that, the one that smells rather pungently of herbs is the medicine den. The warrior's den and apprentice's den are a little harder to differentiate, but the apprentice den is probably the one that's just a little louder. They hardly have an elder to their names, so she doesn't bother scouting out a den that's likely stale with scents. Instead, as she's prowling around trying to get her bearings, she accidentally steps on some poor idiot's tail.
Her first instinct is to hiss and snap at the cat that they should watch it, but she manages - however difficult it might be - to refrain from doing so, catching herself just as she begun to bare her teeth and instead clearing her throat.
"Sorry." She manages to squeeze out instead. "Didn't see your tail there."Obviously her mind supplies, maybe you shouldn't leave your tail hanging out where the blind can step on it. Her mental snark almost makes her snort a small laugh. Almost. But she manages to hold back. Just barely.
Wrenseeker
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12 moons || she/her || RiverClan Warrior || Silver Tongue long furred silver smoke she-cat; blue eyes
Home. Home. She's home. It's a different camp than the one she remembers, slightly different layout, and the dens are in locations she hasn't had the time to memorize just yet, considering, of course, she's all but been back two seconds, but her nose tells her that this one here, the one that smells of kittens and milk, is the nursery. And this one not too far from that, the one that smells rather pungently of herbs is the medicine den. The warrior's den and apprentice's den are a little harder to differentiate, but the apprentice den is probably the one that's just a little louder. They hardly have an elder to their names, so she doesn't bother scouting out a den that's likely stale with scents. Instead, as she's prowling around trying to get her bearings, she accidentally steps on some poor idiot's tail.
Her first instinct is to hiss and snap at the cat that they should watch it, but she manages - however difficult it might be - to refrain from doing so, catching herself just as she begun to bare her teeth and instead clearing her throat.
"Sorry." She manages to squeeze out instead. "Didn't see your tail there."Obviously her mind supplies, maybe you shouldn't leave your tail hanging out where the blind can step on it. Her mental snark almost makes her snort a small laugh. Almost. But she manages to hold back. Just barely.
[ OPEN !! ]
The male cat jumped in surprise and let out a little yelp before turning his head to say something wise before.. Well catching his senses to hold back and seeing the other cat was blind. The hazy eyes had to be so. "Its alright don't worry about it." Sharkhail said while refraining from finishing with we all make mistakes. He wondered if this cat remembered him by his scent and voice but he wasn't sure. "Wrenseeker... I'm glad to see that you are back. How did you do it? All with Starclan being gone- Wait, It had to take at least a moon to get back nevermind that..." He sighed but then remember. 'Hey maybe I should explain'
"Actually.... Its probably a good idea to tell you this. Starclan is gone. Or well our connection to it is. The cave the leaders and medicine cats go to collapsed by an earthquake... Not like it matters that much to us, I mean we already got you back so why does it matter anymore?" Sharkhail chuckled the last bit. It was really the only good thing that Starclan did.
The male cat jumped in surprise and let out a little yelp before turning his head to say something wise before.. Well catching his senses to hold back and seeing the other cat was blind. The hazy eyes had to be so. "Its alright don't worry about it." Sharkhail said while refraining from finishing with we all make mistakes. He wondered if this cat remembered him by his scent and voice but he wasn't sure. "Wrenseeker... I'm glad to see that you are back. How did you do it? All with Starclan being gone- Wait, It had to take at least a moon to get back nevermind that..." He sighed but then remember. 'Hey maybe I should explain'
"Actually.... Its probably a good idea to tell you this. Starclan is gone. Or well our connection to it is. The cave the leaders and medicine cats go to collapsed by an earthquake... Not like it matters that much to us, I mean we already got you back so why does it matter anymore?" Sharkhail chuckled the last bit. It was really the only good thing that Starclan did.
Wrenseeker
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12 moons || she/her || RiverClan Warrior || Silver Tongue long furred silver smoke she-cat; blue eyes
Well, at least the cat she'd stepped on wasn't pissed about it. At least, not as far as she could tell from his voice. And then he starts... talking about what is basically nothing. Questions she won't bother answering because saying 'yeah i made a deal with a really old dead guy to keep you morons on the right path to regaining our glory' was not a very good conversation starter. Besides, she wasn't even certain she was allowed to talk about it. Better safe than dead again the second she returned home.
It's not exactly surprising, the severed connection to StarClan, but it is new information so whatever.
"Why the hell would it not matter?" She shoots back at the warrior, brows furrowed in confusion. "If Owlstar is to have any hope of gaining extra lives she'll need the StarCave. What about prophecies? Do we even know if cats dying are able to reach StarClan? Of course the collapse matters." Barely ten minutes back and already she's met with a mess. "Do you know if anything's being done about it?" And then, with a scoff, Wren adds under her breath, "no, of course you wouldn't know. Why would a mere warrior be privy to important information like that?" Maybe she should poke Owlstar about this matter directly.
Wrenseeker
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12 moons || she/her || RiverClan Warrior || Silver Tongue long furred silver smoke she-cat; blue eyes
Well, at least the cat she'd stepped on wasn't pissed about it. At least, not as far as she could tell from his voice. And then he starts... talking about what is basically nothing. Questions she won't bother answering because saying 'yeah i made a deal with a really old dead guy to keep you morons on the right path to regaining our glory' was not a very good conversation starter. Besides, she wasn't even certain she was allowed to talk about it. Better safe than dead again the second she returned home.
It's not exactly surprising, the severed connection to StarClan, but it is new information so whatever.
"Why the hell would it not matter?" She shoots back at the warrior, brows furrowed in confusion. "If Owlstar is to have any hope of gaining extra lives she'll need the StarCave. What about prophecies? Do we even know if cats dying are able to reach StarClan? Of course the collapse matters." Barely ten minutes back and already she's met with a mess. "Do you know if anything's being done about it?" And then, with a scoff, Wren adds under her breath, "no, of course you wouldn't know. Why would a mere warrior be privy to important information like that?" Maybe she should poke Owlstar about this matter directly.
Wow well whatever it didn't seem like she wanted to be a nice cat. "We survived many of our leaders not having received their lives and those who got them died and lost all of them anyways. Having to suffer death several times doesn't seem like the funniest thing in the world.If dead cats can't reach Starclan we don't know what happens to them but I'm sure they are fine. You can't kill a ghost. I'm sure they will just wonder around on this plane while waiting. As for anything being done about it. Though if you have the power to move boulders feel free. What it sounded like, there's probably massive rocks cats couldn't hope to move or I feel like Owlstar would have recruited us already... Also it was just a joke since it feels as if Starclan has done precious none for us. Other than bring you back." Which may have been a mistake. Was everyone so miserable?
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