Ioana003
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Post by Ioana003 on May 6, 2021 17:29:30 GMT
Soft-tailSlowly, the young tom slid down from branch to branch until finally thumping down to the ground. His still unsheathed claws had caught some charred bark with them. ShadowClan’s fire had scarred the ThunderClan forest and it would take more than a couple moons to fully regrow. Food might also be of concern as well. Even more of a reason to check in on his Kits. Near the Medicine Cat Den, tangled with the camp’s roots, laid a fairly dark but cozy entrance. Him and other Earth Elementals worked from sunhigh to moonhigh to make sure the Nursery was safe. Although it was unlikely for stray badgers or perhaps a snake to wander in due to the now lack of coverage, it was still an issue and no one wanted any Kits dead. Who could have wanted that, anyway? Soft-tail crouched under the roots and squeezed in. It was dark, and even before his eyes fully adjusted he could feel the presence of his family. “Hello Beekit, Batkit.” whispered the tom. “You too, Deerkit. And I can’t forget about Molekit, can I?”simonwho
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simonwho
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Warrior
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Gender: Other / Decline to State
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Post by simonwho on May 7, 2021 15:14:00 GMT
The young kit yawned and opened her eyes, having been woken up by who she assumed, and hoped, was her father. Pushing her siblings off her as gently as she could, she climbed over to him, stopping to stretch before she sat in front of him, purring softly. Ever since the fire, Batkit's fear of going outside had increased tenfold. She'd only leave if her siblings - and a queen - went outside, but even then, it was rare. Despite her fear, if her father was outside, she was normally the first of the litter to run out to greet him. Batkit trusted Soft-tail to protect both her siblings and herself from danger, and would almost all of her fears melt away. Almost. Nevertheless, the little kit purred with excitement. "Hello papa!" She mewed, tilting her head. Ioana003 |
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Post by Ioana003 on May 10, 2021 19:45:29 GMT
Soft-tail“ Good morning, Batkit!” purred the young Warrior. “How have you been? I hope everything’s alright.”Soft-tail didn’t wait long for a response before laying down next to her. Instinctively, he tried grooming the little kitten, holding her gently, but closely, with a paw. Her already frizzled fur fluffed up even more, looking more akin to spiked on a hedgehog than the silky but feathery fur from before. simonwho
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simonwho
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Warrior
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Favorite Element: Fire
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Post by simonwho on May 15, 2021 14:00:22 GMT
The small tabby purred softly, allowing herself to be groomed by the warrior. "It's been a little scary since the fire...I don't want to go outside anymore, but momma and the other queens say I have to." The tiny kitten said, glancing at the entrance of the nursery. Batkit didn't want to leave the safety of the nursery. The idea of becoming an apprentice was terrifying to her, and if the thought of being a warrior came up? She'd have a heart attack. Despite this, she wanted her father and siblings proud of her. So of course she'd do it without complaint - most of the time. "Is it scary being a warrior, papa?" She'd ask, looking up at him with wide eyes. Ioana003 |
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Post by Ioana003 on May 28, 2021 20:43:37 GMT
Soft-tailSharing tongues always felt a little overhyped to him. Sure, having another cat groom him was nice, and being able to chat with others was a welcome act. However, most of the time he was bored of the long, overdrawn gossip and his fur always itched afterwards. But this? Him slowly, rhythmically grooming his Kit’s - not someone else’s, his Kit’s - fur? It felt right as his tongue went up and then his head tilted down. Batkit started to talk, her soft meows warming the Warrior’s heart, but concern crossed his eyes when his daughter explained her fears. It worried him - having such a tiny kitten be so terrified of her surroundings. His mind changed from the fuzzy happiness to a murmur of anxiety but an overwhelming amount of love. “Sometimes it is scary,” he whispered back. “But do you know why StarClan helped us become Warriors?” he meowed, his leafy eyes glazed with kindness. “So we can have each other when we’re afraid. So we can trust one another and befriend them. So we can have someone else that can protect us; and someone that we can protect, too.”He moved his tail, hugging the Kit and holding her close. “Just know this: it doesn’t matter how scared you are, you will always have someone to help you. And I promise I will be one of those cats, alright?”simonwho
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