ThunderClan Nursery

[Rowan]

• she/her • 0 moons • thunderclan/kit •
no purrks

PureKit didn’t move much yet. She was tired more often than not, and when she wasn’t sleeping, she was trying to keep her head from wobbling too far to one side. Her legs didn’t really listen yet. Sometimes she tried to move one and another would twitch instead. She made a small sound, like a squeak, and wriggled closer to the warmth of her nestmate. Everything was warm and soft here. Her tail twitched. She wasn’t sure why—just that it happened sometimes when she was trying to be still.

The scents around her were strong. Milk, fur, moss. Safe. She gave a small breath and tucked her head down again, shaky little paws splayed out in front of her. It was all she could do for now.

└> . . . Mention

[rubberRatroom]

Orchidkit.
{0-1ish moons - s/h - sweet, squeaky}
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"When speech comes from a quiet heart, it has the strength of the orchid, and the fragrance of rock."

: ̗̀➛ [ @Desert Rain Frog ]

Orchidkit's pudgy little head lifted slightly, her round tummy brushing against the ground. Her legs were feeble and she still struggled to stand quite right. She probably looked like a fish out of water - silly attempts scuffing and scratching the ground as she mewled excitedly. Her loud chirps, really alerted
squeals of triumph, got progressively louder as she scampered her way, blindly, to the kit's paws. She understood only a bit of what he said, his name clear and the only thing she slowly repeated in her head.

"Eep! Eep!"

Orchidkit stumbled over Flamekit's paws, managing to fall gently onto her back as if it was planned. Her tiny fangs showed as her mouth fell open in surprise. The ground was a little easier to see now that her face was right in front of it.

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[Ashy_boi]

Softbelly padded into the nursery, her swollen belly hanging beneath her.
{oPEN}

[goodacacia]

Fennelkit
✦ ThunderClan Kit | 1 moons | crybaby ; lyrebird's lullaby ; dreamwalker

Every two seconds, the little mottled kitten would peak out into the opening of the clearing. The outside was bright with dappled lighting, but it was cold and nothing like the safety of the den he was in. It intrigued him enough to sneak a few glances, though the constant noises told him it was better to stay inside where it was warm and cozy.

Fennelkit took a few glances at the other kits whom where chattering away. He wanted to join in their conversations so bad, but he didn't know how. They weren't scary, yet the honey coloured kitten felt a little too anxious to approach the crowd. Would they like him? Would they... anxious tears dribbled down his face and he didn't know why. Nothing happened, yet tear rolled down his cheeks. Maybe he should find mama and the rest of his siblings...

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