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|| Context (Summary): Pumpkinkit explores SwiftClan Camp and begins to anticipate her Apprenticeship coming up, and has her first bite of actual prey. ||
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ROLEPLAY:
☆ A pair of dark green eyes blinked slowly at the four-walled den that surrounded them. Three moons, and all life, seemed to revolve around these four layers, both a prison and protection from the outside world. The young tabby's small limbs twitched and curled, upon her own whim and her young eyes watched, taking in the simple antics of her own tiny body. Almost as if momentarily fascinated or distracted. At such a tender age, it was easy to get bored. The nursery while vast and large to a kitten brought little entertainment to a restless soul, wanting to explore.
☆ A small smile etched its way onto her mouth and she felt her mouth open in a yawn. White sharp tiny teeth shone briefly before she closed it. A rumbling in her stomach reminded her that she had not had anything to eat yet, and she should soon. The Queens had been feeding the food that they had chewed to soften it for her, but today, she wanted to get her own, or at least try a bite from an older cat's meal. She felt like she could eat a whole mouse on her own but her stomach said otherwise.
☆ Pumpkinkit sat up in her nest and began to clean her fur, laying it flat. She yawned once more and looked up as a Queen began to stir. She waited until the Queen was awake before rising to her paws and hesitantly walking up to her. She knew this Queen had her own kits to worry about and that she was technically an orphan. Her parents had taken her out of SunClan and dumped her off, handing her to her Aunts and Uncles, before disappearing themselves. She was raised with the other kits of SwiftClan, like she was born there.
