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Post by complacentdevil on Oct 1, 2021 22:23:32 GMT -5
Emberkit sat with her paw poised beneath her chin. Every one in the nursery seemed so down and dreary since Nightclan had been vacationing in the midsts of Summerclan. She was trying to not let it take the best of her too. She huffed, raising both paws to rub either side of her cheeks as she thought harder and harder. It made everything hurt but she was intent to cheer everyone up. If only she cold figure out how.
Meanwhile Cricketkit pushed a leaf around with his nose, taking every few steps to sneeze as the dust from the nursery was kicked up into the air. A particularly hard sneeze caused him to breathe in some dust and sent him into a coughing fit, sending the kitten to fall back on his rear as ineloquently as possible.
"That guy's got the right idea," whispered Brackenkit conspiratorially, coming up on Emberkit's left side on silent feet, despite having oversized paws. He gestured towards Cricketkit then turned a sunny grin back to the other kit. Everyone was so down lately, he just wanted to brighten the mood a little. "Come on, those rotten snake-hearts can't stop us all from playing, can they?"
Post by Whitemuzzle on Oct 21, 2021 15:35:52 GMT -5
"Yeah! Let's play!" Cometkit mewed. "I'll be a NightClan warrior an' you guys can attack me." He had just woken up from a long nap and was full of energy. "Get back here!" he growled in a fake voice. "No one's allowed to have fun!" He widened his stance, hunched up his back, and glared at the other kits.
Post by complacentdevil on Oct 30, 2021 20:38:42 GMT -5
Emberkit chuffed back, laughing at the sight of Cricketkit, now that Brackenkit had mentioned it. "I think youre right," she mewed plainly, a small smile on her face. She only became more serious once Cometkit mentioned Nightclan, her eyes becoming shadowed with worry, "Dont let them hear you Cometkit!" she chirped, but rose to her paws, sauntering over in a lackadaisy hunters crouch. "You gonna help me take him down Brackenkit?" she asked, flicking her tail.
Meanwhile Cricketkit slowly raised his head from the leaf and the dirt, rubbing some dust and discharge from his nose as he looked towards the others, wondering just what they were up to.
Brackenkit was just about the polar opposite of Emberkit, charging at Cometkit with a howl that would wake the dead, and flung himself straight at his denmate. "We'll kill you, you stupid mangy moon-kissers! Come on, Emberstar, let's show 'em what SummerClan is made of!"
Post by Whitemuzzle on Nov 1, 2021 14:36:13 GMT -5
"EEEEK!" Cometkit squealed in terror when Brackenkit lunged at him. "I didn't know SummerClan cats were so fierce! HELP! HELP!" He cried as he began to run away in fear from the other kits. "I'm so scared! Save me! Save me!" As he ran around the nursery in a furious dash, he had to leap over Cricketkit to keep from running into him. He landed right next to Emberkit and skidded into her. "EEEEEE! Don't hurt me!"
Post by complacentdevil on Nov 27, 2021 19:22:01 GMT -5
Emberkit rose to stand as the other kit skidded to a stop before her, making herself as big as she could as she stood on her back paws, her fluffy tortoiseshell pelt puffed up to make herself look more intimidating. "Youre not going anywhere!" she meowed, sounding rather commanding for the smallest cat in the nursery right now.
Cricketkit finally perked his head up, watching the other kits, "Hey what are you guys doing?" he called, somewhat concerned for Cometkit.
Post by Whitemuzzle on Nov 27, 2021 19:53:13 GMT -5
"I'm a mouse-hearted NightClan cat an' I'm being chased by scary SummerClan warriors," Cometkit replied to Cricketkit. Then turning back to Emberkit, he crouched low and covered his head with his front paws. "Please don't hurt me," he whimpered. "I can't help it I'm a scardy-cat. All us NightClan cats are born that way."
Post by complacentdevil on Nov 27, 2021 21:16:39 GMT -5
Cricketkit laughed at the thought of all the Nighclan cats being born as scaredy cats, watching the other tom kit tuck his head beneath his paws with a look of glee on his face.
Emberkit on the other paw had a more sinister appearance, from her place above she looked down on Cometkit, "You shall cower before SummerClan! Or we will crush you once and for all!" She barked, her tail bristling, "Brackenclaw, take this Nightclanner away! Show him what we do to his kind!"
Post by Whitemuzzle on Dec 2, 2021 15:09:52 GMT -5
"No! don't hurt me!" Cometkit squealed with mock terror in his eyes. "I'll be your slave! I'll clean your nests! That's all NightClan cats are good for, you know."
Post by complacentdevil on Dec 25, 2021 22:21:04 GMT -5
The shekit placed her paw under her chin, sitting down on her haunches as if she was considering it, "Hmm.... maybe if you promise, and then you'll have to clean the elders nest too!" she decided before declaring, "Still though- Brackenclaw, show this nightclanner to the nests to clean! I want every strand of moss washed!"
Post by Whitemuzzle on Dec 26, 2021 17:11:35 GMT -5
The thought of actually having to clean nests didn't appeal to Cometkit. He had to figure a way out of this dilemma. Then a thought struck him. He ran over to the nearest nest and grabbed a mouthful of moss. Then with a toss of his neck, he threw the moss at Emberkit which exploded apart on her back. "There! That bit is cleaned!" he mewed triumphantly.
