Robinkit frowned and cocked her head at this weird looking dad cat. She squinted her eyes. He looked so much like Emberkit it was like she was... hall.. ucernating..... dreaming. It was like a weird dream. Oh well. She shrugged to herself.
"Hi mister Emberkit's dad!" she chirped brightly.
Nightwhisper purred. "Hello Robinkit, my names Nightwhisper." He dipped his head gently
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Tigerkit who was formally Tigerfang, glared at all the other cats in the clearing. She didn't want to be near anyone and the next cat who came near her would get a mouth chewing. [OPEN TO ANYONE]
"You."
Wolfhive wasn't in the mood for any of Tigerkit's attitude, and given their last interaction she might want to be mindful of her behavior before she opened her mouth. "You gonna stop glaring at everyone? It's not their fault you're disgraced."
(sounds good! so what happens to him now? is he aloud to join other clans like in the books. or does he become a loner?)
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Snaketooth (fang) padded out of the nursery, her eyes drifted her mate. Her green eyes watched Wolfsnarl go at it with Bumblestar. She watched as the leader snapped at him.
Wolfsnarl now Ratheart hissed at the leader. "Fine, I'll leave but you'll be sorry..." he growled. His amber eyes blazed with fury, he hated this clan anyway, he hated all the cats, and even the leader. The two things he care most about where his mate and his kits, he turned his attention on the nursery where Snaketooth was standing. He saw the disappointment in her eyes, but a hint of love for him.
Snaketooth didn't stay to watch, she ushered her kits into the nursery.
Ratheart watched his mate disappear into the nursery, he then turned back to Bumblestar giving her a hiss before heading to the camp entrance and disappearing.
@dino.
Wolfhive wasn't in the mood for any of Tigerkit's attitude, and given their last interaction she might want to be mindful of her behavior before she opened her mouth. "You gonna stop glaring at everyone? It's not their fault you're disgraced."
Tigerkit looked at the Hornet, Wolfhive. She didn't know what to say and thought it was best to keep her mouth shut, so instead she nodded to him and looked away.
Maybe she had gotten smarter. Last time she would've just hissed at him, maybe thrown in some threats.
Wolfhive wasn't going to poke that bear specifically, but he was going to still be a pest in his own way. "What's your issue anyway?" She was always acting like she had a thorn up her rear, and it made no sense to him.
Tigerkit looked back at Wolfhive when he asked a question. What was her issue? she thought for a moment. "I dont really know..." she meowed honestly. "Just always been so angry." she meowed, turning her eyes away from him. Ever since she got demoted to kit, she has thought a lot about why she was angry, yeah she said she didn't know but she really did....but did she really want to tell him the truth? that it possibly had to do with her siblings? maybe the way her father treated her and her siblings....her mother too?
Larkswoop turned her head at the sound of Timberpaw´s purr. She slid to the side, easily dodging the apprentice´s attack. However, she let Timberpaw land on her tail, softening the fall.
At Ravenpaw´s approach, she let her apprentice land on top of her. But before the black-and-dark ginger apprentice had the chance to follow up with a blow of pin her, Larkswoop rolled onto her back, gently crushing Ravenpaw beneath her.
Falconkit nearly leaped out of his fur when Bumblestar’s voice sliced through the air like a hawk’s cry.
Woah.
He froze, every hair on his pelt standing stiff. His wide eyes trailed down to Bumblestar’s paws, too terrified to meet the leader’s piercing gaze. He stood there, a kit turned to stone, feeling heat rise inside him like embers catching fire. Food? For kits like him? He’d never had anything but milk—not once had anyone brought him a mouse! So why was he the one getting yelled at?
His two-moon-old mind wrestled with the words, barely able to grasp what she was saying, stuck instead on the fact that she yelled at him.
Then, the sting started in his eyes. Oh no, not now! Not in front of Bumblestar! He blinked hard, but it was too late. Big, round tears spilled down his cheeks without warning, flooding him with emotions he couldn’t name. Was he angry? Sad? Both? His ears plastered themselves flat against his skull as the world closed in around him.
All he could manage was a shaky, wet sniff and a choked, "S-sorry..."
"You should be." Bumblestar almost couldn't believe he was the one crying about this. What was with kits and the crocodile tears, seriously? It's not like she'd hit him or even threatened to. "That food you've been intentionally ripping up is our livelihood. With leaf-fall creeping up, it'll be even harder to come by soon. Keep screwing around with it 'n cats could starve. It could cost lives! Do you understand what I'm saying to you, Falconkit? How would you like to be the one to tell a father and a mother that their kit died because you tore up the mouse that could've saved their life?"
Was this... maybe a little harsh? Yes. But something so important as shredding their food just for fun needed an equally serious reality-check to ensure it never happened again.