A mothers protection

**Spider** · #1 August 4th, 2024, 09:48 PM

-fishkit- Plot armor active- five moons

fishkit sat in the warm cozy nursery she wanted to play but here mama was sleeping next to her she shook her mama with her light tan paws but she didn't budge she made a audible grumble and stomped her feet she sat there looking down before getting an idea to explore the forest! that was a good idea yeah that's where papa found her mhm since she was found there she could go out just fine she stood up looking at her sleeping mom and walked out of the nursery into the camp and ran out somehow not being seen by any cat once she got out of the camp she looked around going far into the territory

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**Estelle** · #2 August 11th, 2024, 07:10 PM

Sleep was often rare or awfully light for the forever queen; plagued by never ending nightmares from youth until moons into her warriorhood, Nightshiver - on the rare nights where rest found her - still remained a light sleeper. Except, on those unusual times when she feels all the more tired, more worn than normal and a light sleep gets replaced by one of deep slumber, her mind tricking and playing with her as she struggled to leave the world of her nightmares once. And when she finally awoke, a gasp for breath and mind disoriented -- fear struck down. Fishkit no longer lingered within her nest or its surroundings, and Nightshiver got a sinking feeling.

Even as she looked through the den she called home, even as she searched through the clearing or called her daughter's name no response came; nothing but the ever so faint, familiar scent of kit and nursery leading out of camp, panic setting in at once. Her breath caught in her throat, fear and worry taking hold. Had Fishkit truly gone out? Had she not warned Fishkit of the dangers? With her other kits resting and hopefully watched over by the fellow queens of the nursery, she had to go after Fishkit. But she couldn't go alone, she needed help - besides, she could not risk breaking any rules in addition to Fishkit slipping away.

Mind reeling her paws worked on instinct, knowing exactly where to take here; Hawkbite. The tom, her dear friend, and he whom Fishkit regarded as her father. Nightshiver hurried to his side, the worry clear on her face.
"Fishkit--"
Nightshiver began, eyes switching to the camp's entrance as she hoped Hawkbite would follow.
"I-I think... I think she.. lef..left. camp. Outside. H-Hawkbite -- w-we've got.. to find her...., Hawkbite, pl..please help."
Her paws treated the ground nervously, eyes flickering back every so often, trying to beat down the panic from taking over her mind, from the anxiety ruling her actions.
"I..I was.. s..sleeping, I..."
She rattled on, sniffing the air trying to pick up her daughter's scent. Her daughter. How could she let this happen?

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**SuspiciousMindz** · #3 August 13th, 2024, 08:35 PM

[Hawkbite]
Enforcer Commander
Shadow Fiend | Agatha Kitty | Kitty Softpaws

Hawkbite was usually caught awake at these hours. Typically, he sat guard at the entrance or patrolled the territory. It wasn't often he decided to take a night to enjoy himself and tonight reminded him of why. His sprawled-out figure was suddenly sitting up and alert when Nightshiver's brilliant pelt raced to his side. His fur stood on end when the nervous electricity zapping off her pelt hit his. "Whoa, what's wro-"

Oh.

The Commander's eyes went wide and to shut up the queen, he simply leaned over and licked her between the ears. "Hush, you don't need to explain. No one expects you to be up all night tending to them. I'm just... surprised no one was at the entrance sitting guard. Unless she went out through a hole," his claws sank into the soil. This camp wasn't properly secured yet, Fishkit could've gotten out literally anywhere. He'd have to fix that sometime soon.

Why did kittens have to be so difficult? Why was parenting so hard? Was he a proper parent to begin with? It appeared not with how this was going so far. He was just grateful Nightshiver was here to help and that she trusted him enough to come running when she needed someone. Affection would breifly glimmer in his eyes before the emotion was replaced by anger. He'd have to scold Fishkit for this later. He didn't bring her to the clan just to run off again.

"C'mon, let's get to looking," Hawkbite instructed, flicking the she-cat with his tail and leading her out into the territory.

Let the search begin.

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**Spider** · #4 August 19th, 2024, 12:11 AM

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Fishkit-five moons-plot armor inactive

Fishkit wanderd through the forest something smelled fishy Hey! her name was fishkit,or fishy,or floppy fish she giggled at her own joke was it a joke? she didn't know she continued deeper into the terriory blissfully unaware of the danger she was about to run face to face to fishkit stopped walking her tan paws stuck to the dirt she saw something her narrowed her green eyes the thing was red and kinda smelled like a cat but looked like a dog what was it "Hello who are you" she meowed the things ears moved towards fishkit followed by its face its face was long and orange as its eyes were a cold hungry yellow fish kit stepped back maybe maybe this wasn't a good idea before fishkit could do anything the fox lunged fish kit darted nearly missing is teeth fishkit was scared her fur prickled "Mama!Papa!" she called out tears in her eyes she didn't know where to go she was moving to quick and tripped landing on her face the fox right behind her

fishkit moved far back as she could hoping her ma or pa would save her

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**Estelle** · #5 September 3rd, 2024, 06:57 PM

Slight TW for minimal blood and face wounding

Her words shut in her throat, feeling the rasp between her ears when he began to speak, eyes lifting up to regard the gentle tom with a worried gaze. Even if a night of wakefulness was not expected of her - if anything happened to Fishkit - it was still her fault. Her mistake. Please, she couldn't see one of ShadowClan's kids not. Not her child. She couldn't lose another one.
''I- I don't....''
She shook her head. Whether it was possible for Fishkit to have gone through a hole or not was not what mattered right now, they needed to find her. Without missing a beat, the forever queen fell in a hurried step behind the commander, sticking a hair's length from Hawkbite as they treated the territory, mismatched gaze flitting around for any sign of their kid, nose lifted to try and catch Fishkit's scent. Please, please, let her be safe.

''Maybe... Maybe.. we should.. sp-split.. up? C-cover.. more ground?''
The words stumbled from her mouth after some pauses, worried gaze finally finding Hawkbite's. She was... She didn't feel comfortable. Out alone, in a situation like this, it was as if her senses were screaming to stay with him. But when were they not? Nightshiver was familiar with her own anxiety, a companion she has had for as long as she could remember. And unwelcome companion, keeping her paws glued to the ground. But right here, right now, it wasn't her anxiety that mattered. It wasn't her fear, or what she felt more comfortable with. Fishkit was out there all alone, in a vast and unknown territory at the risk and mercy of any predators that hadn't yet found this territory claimed by ShadowClan. She had no other choice, and shifted the decision into her gaze as she observed the commander.

Soon enough, Nightshiver found herself on her own. Her paw steps were quiet as she walked the ground so unfamiliar to her now - a new territory, whose every nook and crany she did not know like the previous two. While this one had some familiarieties, elements she recognised to be similar to where she grew up, Nightshiver couldn't help the anxiety when it come to knowing that her knowledge was not on par. Still, she had to find her child. Her ears were perked and bose was lifted, maw agape to taste the air, brushing out scattered leaves and following trails of thinly broken sticks in the hopes of a sign -- anything.

That is when she heard it; the idle voice calling out, the blood curling screams that followed, and the forever queen's mind turned into high gear. Without second thought the suppressed mother inside her took over, racing towards the sounds of the child, the long forgotten warrior she once was - or lack thereof - warning her about the dangers. About the scent when she approached, not just of blood - stars, of blood - but of an ancient predator to the clans; a fox. She skidded to a frozen, frightened halt some fox lengths away. Her eyes snapped to the hole the fox was desperately trying to pry itself inside, barely catching sight of the little trembling body inside, from her position behind the predator.

She stood frozen. Unable to move. Hawkbite. She needed Hawkbite. Fishkit needed Hawkbite! But he wasn't here, not right now, not when she so foolishly decided to split up with him to cover more ground, and it could cost Fishkit's life because she could do nothing. She was useless. Unable to fight in the face of this danger, in the face of any danger. She never had been able to fight, to defend herself or anyone, she never will. Her blood had run cold, her fur bristled with fear. Her nightmares. Those horrid memories, those horrid sights. The blood, the pain, the suffering - the danger, it all replayed in her mind.

And yet.

The fox, attracted by her panicked, heavy breathing, moments away from collapsing had her body not been as rigid as it was, turned her way. It offered a better glimpse of sight, a more clear vision... Of her baby. Hurt. Bleeding. Suffering. The screams returned to her ears, the pain in that young voice, the suffering Fishkit never should have gone through. Her eyes met with the fox's - as if a silent understanding was passing between the two mothers, or so she hoped. The fiend returned on its small, hiding victim, and Nightshiver's heart skipped a beat in a sense she had hoped would never happen again.

Unconsciously her claws unsheathed, and a low whispered came in the form of stuttered words.
''You... you won't... harm... m-my... Daughter.''
She rasped, pupils turning to slits. Her paws were moving before her mind could follow, a bloodrage she has not felt since splitting that WindClanner's tail taking over - a rage she oh so hated, yet was so foreign. With bared fangs she through herself at the fox, still attempting to get Fishkit, latching onto the fox's throat with dull teeth and claws digging in the best she could, desperately trying to get its attention away from Fishkit.

She felt herself be thrown to the ground, grunting as her body collided with the uneven soil beneath, dusting up her pale white fur and watering her eye. But Nightshiver got up with a strength unknown to herself, rushing to stand guard between Fishkit and the fox, a silent warning hiss forming in her throat, claws ready to lash whenever it got too close. If Fishkit tried to approach, she would push her back, dutifully standing between the fox and its prey -- even when that same fox's sharp fangs collided with her own face, claws ripping at old shoulder wounds, teeth mauling the side it had grasped. She stifled a strangled, painful scream, claws weakly lifting just enough to attack her the predator's face with surprising violence - just enough to scar the poor beast whom let go, to fend it off just a few steps. Despite the searing pain in her face, despite the blood dripping at her paws, she had to stand strong. She had to stand tall. She had to protect her baby, and she did.

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**SuspiciousMindz** · #6 September 5th, 2024, 07:58 PM

[Hawkbite]
Enforcer Commander
Shadow Fiend | Agatha Kitty | Kitty Softpaws T2

Adrenaline was pulsing through his veins. It was adding tension to his muscles. It was making him claw through the ground to them. Nothing was going to stop him. Not now, not ever. He was all too familiar with those screams and snarls. He was all too familiar with the damage these predators could do. He was all too familiar with the likelihood one of his family could be ripped away from him, again.

"NO!"

The growl rumbled from deep within his chest as he moved through the undergrowth at a speed he didn't know he could conquer.

Not again.
Not again.
NOT. AGAIN.

"I'M COMING!"
Please be okay.

Hawkbite would NOT let his newfound family get taken from him. He hadn't had a family since Vixensnarl was taken from him. The Stars seemed to be damning him because they appeared to want to take away both Fishkit and Nightshiver from him too. The screams and snarls were the only things he could base this theory off of.

He wouldn't lose them.
Not today.
Not ever.

Hawkbite didn't pause to take in the scene. All he could smell was blood. All he could see was the crimson-stained white molly standing before a fox. He didn't need to read into this story any further. Nightshiver was standing, but Fishkit was nowhere to be seen. A caterwaul escaped the Commander as he charged across the marshy grounds. It was a warning for Nightshiver to move. It was an alarm to let Fishkit -- wherever she was -- that her father was coming to the rescue.

One leap and his outstretched claws met the side of its face. Hawkbite landed on the other side of the fox, mere tail-lengths away, heaving from the sprinting he just finished. Hopefully, this pulled its attention away from the queen and onto him. His narrowed gaze didn't leave the fox as it'd pivot and face him with snapping jaws. Thankfully, Hawkbite was faster.

Trained reflexes moved for him and Hawkbite launched himself underneath the foxs head. He twisted beneath it, his forelegs wrapping around the creature's neck and his back legs swinging with him before they could pummel into the fox's neck and chest. His back claws would shred the fur and flesh away. Then, the Commander aimed for a bite. Hawkbite didn't get his warrior name from his personality. The -bite came from the larger than average canines he weaponized. He put them to good use in situations like this. The Commander reeled back, building momentum as he swung his head forward and latched his teeth onto the foxes throat. His canines dug into its flesh deeply before he'd squeeze his jaws as tight as he could, hearing light crunching noises from the trachea of the creature.

Then, he held on. The fox would buck and fight, but Hawkbite wouldn't give in. He could feel teeth grazing his shoulder and legs from the way the fox could still twist it's head. However, with each twist, its throat would tear. With each twist, Hawkbite would secure his jaws further until the fox was fighting for air.

Hawkbite didn't let go until the fox came crumpling down atop him.

@Estelle - Nightshiver | @Spider. - Fishkit

**Spider** · #7 September 5th, 2024, 09:43 PM

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(tw- blood, blaming herself, sensitive topics)

Fishkit shoved her body against the cold damp area on the hole she could hide in her whole body hurt when seeing the gnashing, snaling of the fox coming after her its claws digging at the dirt trying to reach her.

She was done for wasn't she
she should have never left camp
NEVER
she wimperd, wanting to be back in the nursery next to her mama,her warm mama. Fishkits small body trembling growing weak with each passing moment. She cried out
" Mama!...Mama..ma. she wailed a flood of tears falling from her green eyes onto the murky soil turned red from her bleeding wound.

she collapsed on the soil about to accept her fate then like a light through the night, her mama came! her mama came to save her, she cried out once more as the fox moved and started to go after mama. It was all a blur as fishkit tried to crawl out to her mama being pushed back away, back into the hole.

she watched her mama protect her, she watched as the fox bit her mama turning once white fur red with blood. Fishkit squeaked NO! not her mama not not mama, She got hurt cause of fishkit No no no it was all her fault her mama was hurt cause of her, she got hurt cause of her it was all her Fault.

she moved back farther into the hole not wanting to leave she didn't want to show her face ever again. she curled herself into a small ball into the darkness,
followed by hiding her papa came she raised her head " PAPA! she cried from the darkness of the whole she didnt see what had happened but she could hear it all growls, hisses then finally silence...

she moved herself out the smell of blood was stronger out here, she looked around spotting both of her parents she made her self towards her mama collapsing at her feet... she was so tired she just wanted to sleep, in her soft nest. it all started to turn into a red blur then into a deep sleep

-ooc spider , shes passed out from exhaustion + shock and if the grammar is bad im sorry last post before bed. If y'all want we can finish in like two more post them I'll toss up a starter in the medics den)

**Estelle** · #8 September 6th, 2024, 07:03 PM

The scarlet pain covering her face mattered no momorethe blood dripping from where fox ripped and clawed was forgotten all in favour standing strong and keeping her daughter safe. She had hoped the fox would leave peacefully - she had hoped nothing would happen, but Fishkit was hurt. And she required no medical knowledge to know Mossfreckle needed to see her sooner rather than later. The anxiety in her chest was heavy, her breaths laboured with the rising pinac. When she turned an eye towards her kitten, and weak smile on her lips and she whispered,
‘’W-we’ll… be.. okay… You’ll be… Okay.’’
Was she speaking to herself? A selfish thought. A slight trembled, the rage in hherpaws upon seeing her wounded daughter – she stepped closer to the hole, blocking its access with her body, eyes meeting the cold ones of their predator. No, she was talking to Fishkit.

Then, that heaven-sent voice rung through the woods. That terrifying, sound echoed in its wake. Hawkbite. Never had she felt such a rush of relief and anxiety mix together at the sight and sounds of violence that was about to display before their eyes. It had been moons since that mismatched gaze followed the intricate and violent actions so closely, batted breath, beating back the risian fears because it was Hawkbite – he wouldn’t turn on her, he wouldn’t turn on Fishkit. She could trust him.

Fishkit darted out, Nightshiver was quick to attempt to wrap a shaky paw around the kitten so she wouldn’t get too close to Hawkbite, simultaneously an urge to hug her close flooding her senses. But as the beast crumbled upon their saviour, so did Fishkit, and the figurative colours drained from her face.
‘’Hawk..Hawkbite…’’
She trembled out a whispered tone, cradling her daughter close.
‘’Hawkbite.’’
She whispered again, as though the realisation struck her. Adrenaline high was the only thing keeping her standing, as she felt forced to leave Fishkit near when she moved to push the fox’s body of off him, praying to the stars he was safe and alive – eyes lingering only briefly on the predator, did it have a family?

She couldn’t ponder.
‘’Hawkbite.’’
She huffed again, breathless, eyes tearing up through her bloodied face.
‘’I..I’m.. so-soso, sorry, I… Never – I sh-should have… should have.. stayed with you, then… then.. m-maybe…—’’
Her trembled voice cut off, shaky paws having brought her to her knees, eyes lifting to look into his. He had saved them, he had… Protected them. Would it really have been different had she stayed with him?
‘’Thank you. Thank you.’’
She finally whispered, before her gaze returned on Fishkit, passed out, whom she wrapped intoh her paws and studied the intricate wound adorning her body.
‘’She… You – M-Moss..freckle.’’

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