Hickorykit napped soundly, gently oppressed by her dreams that kept her tossing and turning. Behind her eyelids lay a world encased in stars - where her imagination came alive and wandered into the fabric of reality. Her doze was short-lived, the subtle rustling of the bedding enough to wake her.
"The moon will sing a song for me
I loved you like the sun."
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Hickorykit napped soundly, gently oppressed by her dreams that kept her tossing and turning. Behind her eyelids lay a world encased in stars - where her imagination came alive and wandered into the fabric of reality. Her doze was short-lived, the subtle rustling of the bedding enough to wake her.
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"Bore the shadows that you made
With no light of my own
I shine only with the light you gave me."
Littlekit starts to hum. She doesn't really know what to do. Everything is boringgggg. Nothing to do. But her eyes landed on a pebble. Fun! She went as fast as her weak legs let her go. And that wasn't very fast for a weak 2 moon old kit.
She giggled as she slid the shiny pebbles in her paws. @Star
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Patched tortoiseshell tabby tom with heather blue eyes and a short fluffy tail.
He/Him | 11 Moons| + every 1st | ShadowClan Medicine Cat Apprentice | Silent
[ #SilentMCA ]
A lot of births in the Clan recently. Aside from Sweetfawn's litter, Silentpaw was fairly okay with all of the little ones. One of the kits though, had him silently concerned. He wouldn't tell anyone, though. He'd rather have himself skinned alive than show that "soft" side of him.
The medicine cat apprentice found himself heading towards the Nursery, for... Some strange reason. Speak of the devil, the kit he had been mildly concerned about was giggling and playing with a pebble, oblivious to the darkness of the world. He approached the little one silently, then crouched before her. He was able to see the extent of the... Erm... Situation. She was... Small. Kits were small, yes, but she seemed almost... Too small.
"Fun?" He asked, eyeing the pebble between the kit's tiny paws. He should stop worrying. She made it this far into life. She'd be fine.
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The kitten ran around in the nursery. A gleefully wide smile spreads on her face. She barely learnt how to run, and yet it seemed like it was part of her daily basis. The nursery was still a new part of her life, especially the kits and queens around her. Everytime she would draw close to them or bump at them, her back will immediately arch with fur sprouting on all directions and jump in reverse as if she approached some kind of a predator. And somehow, she doesn’t mind at all – she’ll immediately calm down once, and continue the run, and so on. It seems fun and stressful at the same exact time – probably just fun as a majority. Long story short: It’s her stressful anti-stress.
Frostedkit was about to run near the entrance, but saw another kitten blocking the path, unnoticed. Somewhat an older kitten, but smaller than the queens she saw and knew. She was about to retard from her bursting speed, but it was too late. Her tiny head collided with the apprentice’s flank, leaving her being unconscious for a second, but still standing on all four paws, until she regained her thoughts and cower from Silentpaw. She did not mean to do that.“YEEP!” Her eyes bulged like an owl, her ears flattened in embarrassment.
Re: ShadowClan Nursery
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