two, three, four, five, six.. wait, I lost count! [p]

[Blaaze]

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╰┈➤ ❝ [Goldfish] ❞
| Ex-RiverClan | She/her | 33 moons |Mentions; @alec @Star @Luna16 @Estelle @jay |

The weather was sunny and simply divine, nobody was dead, and it would be paradise if only Goldfish were back home or had Jayfrost with her clanmates. It had become a dull ache in her gut, constantly throbbing with longing to return home. But it did help that she had a family to take care of mostly alone. Shellbaby could help, but alas, she had long since viewed it as her personal responsibility to take care of all five kits (whoever tells her Shellpaw is a grown adult now would certainly be smacked, in truth).

Back on to topic, the Ace of Spades was trying to take a power nap (none of her kits were PROBLEMS, she just never got enough sleep in the first place) by the sunny entrance to the den before giving up about five minutes later, instead sitting up promptly and grinning. "I have an idea," she said in her most indulgent tone of voice, "Lets play a game." What game, though? What game to play where each kit would have a proper advantage? Her golden eyes flicked to Starling kit and her leg. It still sent a stab of mental agony to her heart when her youngest daughter couldn't keep up all that well with the rest of her siblings. Perhaps Mags (her decided nickname for the eldest kit of the group) could help her. Her gaze flicked to Shellbaby, tilting her head. She hadn't asked for his insight in a while. Younger than her, he might be able to help with a suitable game. Perhaps a lesson? Or maybe a scavenger hunt?

↳-"A white blank page.."-༉‧₊˚✧

[Estelle]

Starlingkit
[ 1 moon | She / Her | Outsider ]

Aaaaaaand woosh.

Starlingkit slid right back down to the ground, landing with a quiet thump, wincing only slightly when her leg hit the ground at a poor angle and sent a jolt of discomfort through her body. She wasn't hurt, only mildly inconvenienced by the turn of events. You see, she most definitely had been trying (and failing) to climb Goldfish's back for an impromptu badger ride, something she quite often got, and very much enjoyed. But all things considered, who could be upset with that? The sickly kitten had only just recovered from a bad fever by pure luck, and now was mostly back to her normal happy self.

Pushing herself off the ground, the still wobbly little fluffball dragged her bad leg behind her as she contoured Goldfish in order to stand in front of her mother again, bi-coloured eyes wide and illuminating at the premise of a game.
"Wwwwwhat gu-ame -- are we-e fa....flaying !! momma?"
Still learning how to talk like a grown up, you see, she was only a moon old. She happily thumped her paws up and down on the ground as she looked up at her beloved mother, making quite the ruckus with her little purrs and happy chatter this morning.


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