Baby lessons (read: playtime) [kit event] - Page 3

**RoxieRoadie** · #21 November 3rd, 2024, 10:21 PM

REDKIT
Brown brindled tom with brown eyes. 3 Moons. He/Him. Purrks: None.
"You know you can tie a noose around my tongue, the man at the wheel driving my mind is drunk…" /lyr
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Redkit popped his head from the nursery at the sound of a voice yelling for kits.
He wasn't the biggest fan of playing with other kits... but maybe if he learned something he could get ahead, know something valuable. Sounded interesting.
He scurried out from the nursery and over to the group to join in.

**Star** · #22 November 3rd, 2024, 11:49 PM

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Windpaw
Fluffy patched tortoiseshell she-kit with blue and green heterochromia
She/Her | 6 Moons | + every 17th | WindClan Apprentice | Optimistic and calm
[3/100]

Purrks:
Dreamwalker [INACTIVE] • Bewitched [Permanently Active] • Silver Tongue T1 [Permanently Active]

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Oh? What's this? Something for kits?? Well, Windpaw wasn't quite a kit anymore, was she? Despite this, the young apprentice still felt the need to participate. She's... Close to a kit, right? She'd only just become an apprentice. And learning new skills sounded.... Uh,,, fun, but tiring! But mostly fun. And oh, important.

Windpaw happily padded over to the Deputy, her head held high. She also made sure to smile nicely at every cat she made eye contact with. Basic etiquette, really!

{OPEN!!!}
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**CloudlessEve** · #23 November 4th, 2024, 01:52 AM

Ravenkit
0 Moons (1 Week)
3/6

Ravenkit heard the deputy's call. Games? I like games! He wasn't quite sure about the tunneling though...dirt's gross. Either way, maybe the games would be fun.

**Screamington** · #24 November 4th, 2024, 08:26 AM

Leopardkit
They/she // Kit // Windclan // 4 moons
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While waiting patiently for the lessons to begin, Leopardkit had taken notice of Whistlekit's quick glance - even for just a few short moments. The two lock eye contact, but in contrast to Whistleskit's curiosity, Leopardkit seemed more... Anxious, if anything. It's hard to nail their thoughts down.

With a few seconds passing, Leopardkit silently brings their attention back to Crowtooth; their tail curling around their body almost protectively so.

***squidz*** · #25 November 4th, 2024, 02:16 PM

/ GRACKLEKIT \
stocky gray tabby with a beige overcoat and bright blue eyes; silver tongue t1
[ windclan kit | tomcat | 3 moons | mischievous, charismatic, adventurous ]

5/10

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"UNCLE CROW!!" Gracklekit practically howled with no care for his volume as he ran up at the deputy's call, bright blue eyes gleaming with excitement. A chance to learn some tunneling skills? Heck yeah! He recalled Crowtooth mentioning that both of his parents had hated the tunnels, and now he wanted to figure out why. And maybe prove 'em wrong! He was going to be the best tunneler out of all of these kits!

...Or, at least, the most eager.

"I'm in! I'm in!" He called, grinning with his sharp teeth as he batted at the nearby grass, as if attempting to tunnel already.

**burntToast** · #26 November 4th, 2024, 02:38 PM

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he/him | 3 moons | Windclan
“and I remain quiet..”
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He should really get used to this, he kind of almost was. The biting atleast, he was getting used too the oversized mosquito that found it more efficient and probably amusing to wake him up by biting his ears. This tactic at waking him up was new and greatly unwanted and unappreciated. Feeling movement next to him already alerted him of one of his siblings getting up and as per usual he tensed prepared for his brother common habit of attacking his ears however instead of the expected teeth he felt paws crashing into his back. Even though the pounce didn't feel as if aimed specifically at him, being crushed as a good morning was..... outrageous!

On impact Jaggedkits eyes shot open not even fully adjusting to the light as he whipped around and immediately flung himself at frostkit. Hissing and growling as he tried to get the upper hand in a brawl that FROSTKIT had started, not him! He was provoked which means he is allowed to hit back. In his attack with his brother he didn't even bother where he stepped or who he bumped into, if his sisters got in the way that was their own fault. If they didn't want to get hit then they should just get out the nest, he was too busy fighting to care. "words, frost. Use your words!!" he managed to get out between his hissing.

He was not sure exactly why he had been woken up, or what reason, he could see kits filing out the den but his mind was occupied. Whatever the reason was he'd find out after he beat up his dumb brother

( @Rose ; Strawberrykit // @Omari ; Seedkit // @Alchemist Kitsune ; Cardinalkit )

#Jaggedkit

**Omari** · #27 November 4th, 2024, 03:02 PM

Seedkit
Windclan
She/her

Little Seedling had been sleeping soundly, snuggled up with her siblings until someone had so rudely squished her! The familiar sounds of her brothers tousling was the only thing that notified her as to what and why she was being squashed, and she sprang up onto her paws, fur sticking up every-which way.

“Hey!” Seedkit had practically shrieked before her ears flattened against her head. Loud, too loud, much too loud. She skittered backwards a few steps before she planted her rump down on the ground, fur unkempt and messy now. With a pout, she twisted around to groom herself, as best as a little baby like herself could, at least.

As she groomed herself, she heard the semi-familiar voice of… Erm, Crow… Cowtoot, or something. Whatever he had said had gone straight over her head, but she had heard his pspsps-ing and it had caught her attention.

“I’m goin’ out there! I’m gonna go see! Come see with me, please! Pretty please!” Her pleading was targeted towards her siblings, but she wasn’t sure if they were following. Strawbs and Cards usually did, but her brothers not so much. So, off she went, toddling out of the nursery while a stream of mimicked pspsps came from her muzzle.

[ @Rose - Strawberrykit, @Alchemist Kitsune - Cardinalkit, @burntToast - Jaggedkit, @Dolomedes - Frostkit ]

**chickadee** · #28 November 4th, 2024, 03:48 PM

Flamekit
5 Moons || WindClan Kit || She/her
The Star
[2/10]
"cause i feel like i'm the worst, so i always act like i'm the best."

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As much as she despised the thought of having to be around some of the other absolute imbecile kits that inhabited the WindClan nursery, the prospect of tunneling piqued the interest of Flamekit. She'd gotten a lesson from Miss Dustbunny quite recently, and wanted to continue to improve her skills. Maybe if she could get really good at tunneling then she could find a special skill of her own. And a lesson from the deputy too? Of course she had to join. She found herself feeling particularly lonely today. She was used to the feeling, but it usually didn't bother her so much. She usually enjoyed solitude, and preferred it instead of having the company of a blabbering kit with nothing important to talk about except their fantasies of being the Clan leader one day. These were fantasies that would never come true, of course, but it didn't stop all these optimists from dreaming big anyways. Now, Flamekit wasn't a cynicist, but a realist. Yet, the feeling of loneliness was eating at her as her ginger tipped paws padded towards the circle of chattering kits. Her gaze landed on another ginger kit. He looked about her age. Usually the older kits were more tolerable. So, Flamekit found her way to his side and took a seat. She stared at Crowtooth for a moment, blinking as she contemplated what to say. Could this be nervousness that she was feeling? Over a simple conversation with someone who she was sure could not match her superiority and intellect? No. No. She was not nervous. So she very awkwardly turned to Patchkit and addressed him. "Hi. My name is Flamekit. Can I sit with you while we wait for Mister Crowtooth to begin the lesson?"

***Rani*** · #29 November 6th, 2024, 05:03 AM

Crowtooth
Windclan Deputy | He/him | 51 Moons

Power Card: Cold Gust

.....Holy cow like Crowtooth knew there was a lotta kits before calling them over but THERE WERE A LOT OF KITS!

There were some familiar faces he knew, some of Twilightstar's litter lurking around still small and Crowtooths own beloved niblings of course, Gracklekit getting a "Heya kiddo! Glad ta 'ave ya!" and a quick rasp of the tongue over his head and- oh god and some of the raptor who'd so recently maimed his ear littermates. ....Maybe this was a bad idea- no no. It was ok. The vicious little thing Strawberrykit wasnt here and her siblings couldnt be as bad so this would be fine!

Time to start the lesson.

"Alrighty kittens so, a bit o' backround on tunneling! Windclan is a special clan 'cuz we're the only ones who know how ta tunnel an' its a super special secret that we do know! No other clan is aware we can do this so its like a special talent that makes our tunnelers important!

When the moor freezes an' becomes snow in winter, sometimes too cold ta hunt in, we duck below the earth an' hunt there usin' special passage ways we create ta survive! Im gonna teach yall the basics here today but if any o' yall are interested in becomin' a tunneler say so so yall can be apprenticed under a tunneler an' get the rest o' yer trainin' ta join our ranks!"
Propaganda propaganda propaganda Crowtooth was indoctrinating the youth with his miiiiiiiiiind~

Listen he was a tunneler before he was even a warrior and had been the first cat to revive the skill only to have only 2 'proper' tunnelers right now for all his efforts. Both him and Rabbitpaw were stolen for other ranks, as deputy his time for tunneling was halved leaving just Dustbunny and now Vinesmoke on their lonesome! Boooo, booooooooo that says Crowtooth! He was gonna get more if it killed him and was even refusing apprentices bar those wanting to become tunnelers so if he had to indoctrinate the babies on top of that it was NOT against his moral code.

"Ok first step is how ta dig best! Diggin' is easy in theory, just put paws in the ground an' dig away the dirt but there is a special way ta do it best!

First, claws out drive yer paws in like this! Second, curl your paws while in the dirt ta scoop as much as possible inta yer paw. Then, ya drag it out still scooped and TOSS it away!
Like this, give it a try!"
This first part was soon gonna fling dirt everywhere as all kits followed Crowtooths example as he showed the moves, starting to dig a hole in the ground at an impressive speed. But kittens flinging dirt everywere was part of the fun really.

"As yer hole gets deeper yer gonna notice it starts collapsin' an' fillin' in. Oh no! Well ya stop that by usin' yer paws ta stomp stomp stomp in the sides until its flat an' hard so ya can keep diggin' deeper without everythin' crumblin'."
Eventually as the holes became dens and the kittens got them big enough to shelter in and even start to form roofs and overhands this stamping method wouldnt be enough to keep it from falling. However, that was when Crowtooth would start teaching about supports and braces and more complex stuff, currently he was starting them off easy.

Hey maybe he could even get to teaching about soil types, though maybe that'd be too complex for kittens.... He'd see.

@Cherry_Blossom @Aolani @Bonsai @Dolomedes @Estelle @Screamington @idia @Badwolf @goodacacia @iliri @RoxieRoadie @Starphobia @CloudlessEve @squidz @burntToast @Omari @chickadee

**RoxieRoadie** · #30 November 6th, 2024, 06:41 AM

REDKIT
Brown brindled tom with brown eyes. 3 Moons. He/Him. Purrks: None.
"You know you can tie a noose around my tongue, the man at the wheel driving my mind is drunk…" /lyr
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Redkit sat at attention as Crowtooth began.
Tunneling?
He'd never heard of tunneling. Was it really an old WindClan thing? It sounded interesting. For the sake of getting ahead, he'd give it a shot.
Redkit looked and found a suitable spot beside him on the ground. He unsheathed his claws and began digging, curling his paws in as Crowtooth instructed. He began shoveling the dirt out of the cold ground, tossing it aside him.
The tiny tom continued this until be got to the point where he had to start stomping the dirt in to keep the earth from falling into the hole he'd dug. He sat back to take a breather for a moment, shoveling up the cold ground was making his paws sore.
(Open!)