{ p } oriole feathers and basil leaves

[bambi]

⏾ :「 Basil : kit 」
↳ { 5 / 10 }
— she / her : 1 moon
riverclan kit
”black feline with patches of white & tabby ginger;
blue and amber eyes”
⌞ @Nahbois — Oriolekit ⌝

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Basilkit was slightly confused. But she was also quite irritated. To be exact, it was mostly irritation that bubbled up inside the kitten. She’d mostly trip on the bits and bobs somekit kept on leaving around the nest. Didn’t they have somewhere else to go play? Most importantly, why were they leaving those annoying things around this mossbed in the first place?? The kitten sighed softly, wobbling out of the place she had nestled in and waking a few pawsteps forwards.

Fluffy ears perked up as Basilkit nods her head to herself. It might’ve been a family member, definitely one of her siblings since she wouldn’t believe her parents would do such a thing. Huh, and where was her parents? That was for another time. Anyways! Back to detective-ing. She knew most of her siblings weren’t as collect-y as they were. So maybe.. Oriolekit? She didn’t want to call one of her own blood disorganised. But to her he simply did seem like so. The kitten pauses. Where would she find him? Hmmmm, where did he stay mostly? She didn’t really know. But she may aswell try and find him anyways.


”Brother. Ori.” she mews, her paw slightly sliding forwards to get his attention. ”Theres dat stuff. Da leafs nd da other stuff. In the nest. Why you do that?” she pushes, the kitten sitting down. Oriolekit would be able to answer those questions, right? Maybe it wasn’t him? But she would still try! Plus, she’d have to do the walk of shame away if he denied her questions. She’d also asked way too much. Ack, she’d have time to overthink her life away after he answereddd.

[Nahbois]

Oriolekit
|| He/him || 1 Moon ||

The ginger and white tabby known as Oriolekit didn't really have a usual hangout spot yet, outside of the family's giant nest. That was home though, so it couldn't be counted. Today he was still in the nursery, but between two currently unused nest. One of them had caught his attention with its stale scent, so he had decided to poke around. It was a usual sort of nest, without much in the way of decoration. He did, however find a clump of fur, brown and gray. What did it come from? Rodays? Sqoorels? Something like that.


He looked up as Basilkit made her presence known. At least she called him by a nickname. Though he his tail flicked in annoyance anyways. Oriolekit was such a dumb name. "Basil Bass." He greeted with a chuckle. It was a fun to say. "It's cool! Lookit this, ain't it neat? It doesn't feel like cat fur. An' the vine of stuff was for Mom. The leaves I wanna see change color! They say they do that. An' the twig I thought was a bone. An' the stone has a whole in the middle..." Oriolekit seemed prepared to ramble about every little thing littering the nest.


( @bambi - Basilkit)