RiverClan Nursery

[seeingstars]

Originally Posted by Starcrossed

Beekit
"Whats the point of living if you don't get in trouble?"
A troublemaker Tom who likes to cause mischief and thinks getting in trouble is funny
Age: 6 moons
Gender: Tom
Appearance: A yellow cat on the smaller side with dark stripes and white spots with a scratch on his nose.

Beekit rolled around, wrestling with a torn up mossball. His amber eyes locked on to the evergreen and snapped at it. All of a sudden he bumped into Marshmallow. Completely ignored the mossball as it rolled aside, he hopped from his side onto his four paws. He raised his tail and brought his head up, puffing out his chest.

"Hi Marshmallow! Wanna play?" He chirped.

With of flick of his tail, his sat down. Eyes flitting around and struggling to keep eye contact.

Marshmallow was still in her thoughts when the tom kit crashed into her. The Riverclan warrior blinked, taken aback at first by the kit colliding with her, but once she realized what had happened, a soft mrrow of laughter escaped her maw "Of course sweetheart-" She mewed softly, rising to her paws.

The queen hummed as she used her claws to cut a decent sized piece of moss out of her nest before balling it up and using a paw to gently swat it toward Beekit. The queens tail playfully waved behind her as she watched the kits moves, a wide grin plastered on her maw.

[mEsc]

Applekit did a million flips!

No she didn't she slept so soundly in her little nest.

activity!

[Starcrossed]

Originally Posted by seeingstars

Marshmallow was still in her thoughts when the tom kit crashed into her. The Riverclan warrior blinked, taken aback at first by the kit colliding with her, but once she realized what had happened, a soft mrrow of laughter escaped her maw "Of course sweetheart-" She mewed softly, rising to her paws.

The queen hummed as she used her claws to cut a decent sized piece of moss out of her nest before balling it up and using a paw to gently swat it toward Beekit. The queens tail playfully waved behind her as she watched the kits moves, a wide grin plastered on her maw.

Beekit
"Whats the point of living if you don't get in trouble?"
A troublemaker Tom who likes to cause mischief and thinks getting in trouble is funny
Age: 6 moons
Gender: Tom
Appearance: A yellow cat on the smaller side with dark stripes and white spots with a scratch on his nose.

Beekit launched himself into the mossball, head first. He quickly dropped into the dirt and pawed his way toward the mossball, securing between his paws tightly. He ran back toward Marshmallow jauntily with the green blob clenched between his teeth. As he placed it by Marshmallow's paws, he let out a small meow of success!

[Dreamingstars]

Originally Posted by maxyb00

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the girls most recently adopted parent, stormwish, answered her question with a soft tone and a firm lick to the head. she asked a question in turn, to which dandelionkit eagerly answered: "i slept great! i had a dream, you know--in it, i was chasing a massive mouse, and i was the greatest warrior ever! do you think, do you think, that could happen?" she looked to the queen with wide, sparkling eyes. their colour shimmered akin to a chestnut on a roasting fire, a warm shade of brown. another question--wow, she was growing to love questions!--and again, she answered in quick succession: "yes, please! that sounds great!" and she bounced away, following her tail in a circled motion with a large amount of energy that she knew, one day, she would look back on and yearn to possess once more.

when she came to a halt, panting, she asked: "what game will we play, mamawish?"

 

(image credit to Berry_Stumpy_Tail)
STORMWISH
Riverclan Queen ~ 32 moons ~ They/Them
"Don't be scared to be afraid"
#MamaWish
(sorry, short post!)

Stormwish purred. Excellent. "Well, what game do you want to play sweetheart? Mossball? You certainly have the energy." Which was true- The fluffy queen could hardly believe how energetic their kits were. And in response to the first qeustion- "You can be whatever you want to be, Dandelionkit. The greatest warrior is just one of those many things."

[alec]

Originally Posted by Wolfpawz

Floodkit|They/them|4Moons

Floodkit existed, bored and lonely in their nest.

[Activity post, open]

->> ivykit <<-
[ he/him | riverclan | 5 moons ]
⤷ᯓ★ˎˊ˗ no purrks ★

ivykit pranced around the nursery, yellow-green eyes scanning for a playmate. he loved new people! new kits as well! but they were so small.. and they sort of just crawled around and didnt talk. that was weird. he still liked them, they were still his friends. oh! there a cat, all alone! theyd love to play with him. they could play clan and pretend to be like the big cats. like big star and goldie and hmm what was her name? berry.. berryyyy. that was a silly word.
where was he? ah, the kit!

"hello! he screeched loudly, not yet able to quite control his volume. "my name is ivykit. whats your name? whos your mama? or you dada? oh! do you have siblings maybe? do you know any apprentices? can they tell me what they do all day?.. we could play clan! you can be the leader if you want to! your siblings or friends can play as well! the more... ehhhh.. the most cats make the greatest clan! brilliant!" ivy rattled off.
the kit had sat down to explain, forepaws in the air, gesturing wildly until he lost his balance and tumbled over. without missing a beat, the kit reset, paws staying on the ground this time as his long, thin tail waved back and forth on the ground behind.

"or you can be our... our top warrior!"

[Wolfpawz]

Floodkit|They/them|4Moons

Floodkit looked up from their light doze, blinking the sleep from their open eyes.
oh i was sleeping with my eyes open again, the queenies didn't see right?
They flicked their eyes around slowly, sleeping with their eyes open had become a habit much to the dismay of the queens.
They looked up at the follow kit as they talked going on and on floodkit couldn't help but flick their tail up happily, they liked this friend.
"Mah name Floodkit! I don't gotta ma or a pa the queenies said they found me in a Flood thats why mah names floodkit! I ain't got no sibins either probably causes they wa in the flood too, i ain't seen a flood though have you?"

Floodkit tilted their head as they answered Ivykits questions and asked their own, they couldn't help but ask, this freind seemed like they'd know a lot and floodkit always wanted to know things, the elder said a curious spirit was a wise one? Whatever that meant.
Floodkit hopped up and circled the kit, playing with his moving tail as he mewed.
"yea! I wanna play i wanna be da fastest warrior in our clan too, you can be leader if you want though, we need a depu too can we have a depu? Or we could have a medie cat? And a elder cause we got lots elders yeah? What we gonna call da clan? Do you think we gotta name it after where we is? We name it mossclan? Or nest clan?"
Floodkit couldn't help but ramble on now, they kept thinking about their new clan do they need a medie cat and a elder? They surly need a warrior and deputy and definitely a leader, who else would join them though?

( @alec ) gasp tysm for interacting with the boi)

[iliri]

Gladepaw
long-furred, scarred, dark brown classic tabby with amber eyes
purrks: n/a
she/they | rc apprentice | 6 moons

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Being around the nursery wasn't so bad. Gladepaw didn't have much to do, and carrying prey to the queens and kits gave her an excuse to linger nearby without feeling out of place. The fish in her jaws was still slick with riverwater, its silver scales catching the light as she padded across camp. Her paws barely made a sound as they touched the worn paths between dens, as though she didn’t want to disturb the earth more than she had to. The nursery sat nestled in its usual hollow - a small cave hidden behind a curtain of soft. leprechaun green lichen. It was warmer here, the scent of milk and moss weaving into the air like a balm. Gladepaw slowed as she approached, her ears twitching at the possibly faintest sound of kits squabbling or mewling from inside. The scent of feathers and old fur tickled her nose, whiskers twitching as she ducked her head to nudge the lichen aside with one shoulder. The dimness inside was gentle, like a dusk-hued blanket pulled over the world. It took her eyes a moment to adjust. Gladepaw’s paws moved with instinctive care over the cushioned floor, avoiding tufts of down and any delicate bodies curled in slumber. She didn’t want to wake anyone. That would be the last thing she’d regret.

“H… H-hello?” She called, keeping her voice barely above a whisper. “I-I b-brought s-something to eat…” The words wobbled in her throat, uneven with nerves fracturing her system, but her tone was soft as if she were afraid they might splinter if she spoke too firmly. The fish dangled from her jaws, its weight light compared to the heaviness pooling in her chest. She wasn’t sure who would be awake - or if anyone would want her here - but at least she could say she tried. That counted for something… didn’t it? “I-It’s, um… f-fresh,” she mumbled, backing up slightly and not quite meeting anyone’s eyes if they were to look in her direction. “J-j-just c-caught r-recently. N-not by me, s-s-someone else d-did - but I-I th-thought maybe…” Her voice trailed off into silence, the rest of the sentence curling away unspoken like mist. She didn’t know how to finish it. That you’d want it? That I hope the kits are eating enough? That I don’t know how else to be useful? Instead, she just stood there awkwardly, tail tucked loosely by her paws, trying not to take up too much space. Waiting for one of the queens to speak, or a curious kit to stir. Anything that told her it was okay to be here. Even just for a moment.

@Dreamingstars