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This is a role-play and an adoption thread, because I am revolutionary. jk jk, but seriously feel free to adopt any of these cats below and just hop into the thread to play some Mothers trying to teach and some fledglings trying (or trying really hard not to) learn about Selene.
The cats below are a small family, Maritimepaw and Aurorapaw being born first and their younger siblings, Northernkit, Winterkit, and Crystalkit having been born right before the culling. They all come with short bios so they're easy to add to a joining thread, but please feel free to change up any details you want <3
CRYSTALKIT veil roleplayed by vexingode Female | Waxing | image A beautiful stark white she cat, her eyes are a stunning bright blue. From a young age it was clear nothing was going to be able to stop her and hold her back, her fiery temperment and sharp tongue well accompanied by her own attractive appearance has essentially allowed her to go her entire life making demands and having other cats bend over backwards to meet them. In spite of this, she's a hard worker, stubborn, and hates to be reliant on anyone else. She's the type of person who always has to be doing something, experiencing something, and is never happy to sit still; certainly the type of person to carve out their own path in life.
NORTHERNKIT silence roleplayed by stark raving mad Male | Waning | image A white tom with yellow eyes, he's outspoken and charismatic, if not a bit neurotic at times. He constantly finds himself with everyone's gossip and rumors and secrets, and tends to be the one to "accidentally" share them with everyone else. In that way he sometimes comes accrossed as snakey and two-faced, but in reality in spite of his best intentions, he can't keep a secret to save his soul. In that regard he's gotten himself in a weird position of being both a respected citizen of Moonclan and one who is bordering the line of being considered an unrepentent sinner; it's hard to count how many times he's been forced to confess to having spread gossip and slander, and yet he's the one of the first people that inquisitors and luminaries come to when they need info on those who might be acting out of line.
WINTERKIT prayer roleplayed by eventide Female | Waning | image A white she cat with one blue eye and one yellow eye, her pretty appreance has come with an unfortunate price. Blind in her blue eyes much like her older sister Aurorahymnal, she was pressured to go into life as a council member or mother at a very young age. Perhaps some would be bitter about this, but being the gentle, lawful spirit Winterprayer was, she took it in stride. Highly religious and slightly prudish because of it, she's a stickler for rules and regulations. She's the cat to preach at you for not saying your proper prayers, or to give you a sermon on you morality out of no where. Still, it's hard to say her heart isn't in the right place; she can be incredibly kind and gentle and much as she can be strict and uptight.
AURORAPAW hymnal roleplayed byeventide Female | Waning | image A beautiful white she cat, she has one blue eyes and one yellow eyes. Unfortunately, such a unique trait made her blind in one eye. Through most of her studenthood before the culling, she stumbled and struggled her way through typical shadowhunter training, being aided in large part by her older brother Maritimevalor to get through most of it. However, after the culling, with the choice to go into being a mother, she took the opportunity right away -- much to Maritimevalor's dismay. Deeply religious as much as she is deeply kind, she has quickly taken a motherly role as much as a teaching role to the fledglings of Moonclan. Perhaps a model cat of waning alignments, she's a highly respected citizen for just how effortlessly she pulls off all the traits so idealized by the Moonclan elite.
MARITIMEPAW valor roleplayed by Male | Waning | image A large, handsome, muscular white tom with stunning yellow eyes, you wouldn't be the first one to be surprised he has found himself as a mother in the nursery. It wasn't quite his first choice either, but when his sister Aurorahymnal decided to become a mother, his concerns of her being left alone and the two of them being seperated under Moonclan's new and so rapidly changing system had him join his sister in being a mother. Perhaps the absolute opposite of what he should be like for his alignment, he is bold, confident, outspoken, and strategic; he would have made an excellent waxing hunter under Moonclan's new system. Alas, he's a mother, in charge of caring for Moonclan's youth. Still, his position as a mother gives him large sway and respect in the clan, and the Moonclan elites tend to handwave off any behaviors that go directly against his alignment and station, if only because he has proven to be a loyal and faithful follower at Selene and a good balancer for the other Mothers in the nursery. He's taken up more of a fatherly role for most of Moonclan's fledglings and takes a rather significant amount of pride in rearing up the kits he sees as making good waxing hunters in particular.
"...And we thank Selene for all she has done for us. Blessed be her, Maiden of Mysteries, Lady of Puzzles; may her light guide our footsteps this day."
Conjuringpaw finished up morning prayer for the fledglings, stepping off a very small slab of old concrete stone that acted now as a teaching podium, from which the mothers called anouncements like little mock-clan leaders. It had been decided today that corraling up the kittens to hear the eveining prayer in the clan's front courtyard would have been too much of a pain, with none of the mothers -- and certainly not Conjuringpaw -- feeling up for dragging all the tiny kits down the stairs, out of the estate, into the front yard where they would have to keep their quiet and keep and eye on them, and then into the building and up the staira again when it was through. So today, they had opted for evening prayer in the nursery instead.
As Conjuringpaw took her place among the other mothers, she watched the kits play. As always, the got a bit of brief free-time to play, but soon, as always, classes for them would start up. And Conjuringpaw was slightly eager to get the lesson plans discussed and out of the way; the worst part about teaching classes was always the collaboration.
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Post by eventide on Mar 30, 2022 23:06:18 GMT -5
"That was a lovely recitation of the evening prayer, Conjuringpaw," mewed Aurorapaw, taking a seat next to the other she-cat and carefully wrapping her tail safely around her paws so no stray fledglings would step on it. "I know they're young and likely don't understand the full extent of it, but I can't help but wait for the moment these kits realize the beauty of Selene's grace." She cast her gaze across the small herd of kits playing under the rising moon, turning her head so her good eye could do the work of the other one as well.
Post by vexing_ode on Mar 30, 2022 23:40:35 GMT -5
Crystalkit strutted across the nursery after prayer was completed, her confidence never ceasing. The prayer had made her antsy, the small white kit could sit still for only so long.
In clumsy kit fashion she pounced over to a nearby kit. "Play with me!" she demanded her blue eyes glittering with mischief. With a wiggle of her butt she threatened to pounce on the other cat.
Conjuringpaw gave a nod in both thanks and agreement, trying to keep up the illusion for Aurorapaw that her heart had actually been in it at all. In reality, though she wouldn't dare say it now, Conjuringpaw had only been half-commital about the entire things. She was sure, thinking back on it, she had actually omitted a large portion of the middle section because she had seen some of the fledglings in the back starting to look like their attention span was absolutely at their end-point, which wasn't probably the best. But also, she didn't want to have to stop mid-prayer to get onto them, so the shortening had been her snap-judgement compromise.
"Thanks. But yeah, hopefully one day." Conjuringpaw said, her tone slightly dismissive, though it was clear she was at least making an effort to humor her fellow mother. "Although on the topic of them understanding Selene's grace, we should probably talk lesson plans." Conjuringpaw added on, her patience for small talk was unfortunately small, and it had already about come to its end. Now there was actual work to be done, and though she would never admit it, she was more comfortable talking about their actual tasks at hand than actually socailizing.
"I think one of patience could be nice." Conjuringpaw said, her words only half joking as her eyes turned to Crystalkit, whose posture already threatened to pounce on poor Garnetkit before they'd gotten a word in eddgewise to answer the other kit's request. "Someone could use the lesson."
Garnetkit, ever one to not rock the boat, had unlike Crystalkit been quiet and calm during prayer, and had right after been content to work through one of the riddles one of the mothers had given the class the day before to complete. Normally, she was quick to figure them out, but this one had gotten the fledgling pretty stumped, and that concerned them. What if someone else had figure it out first? What if they weren't the smartest in their class? She had such important roles to fill, and such high expectations on her; she was the kit of a luminary after all. To not get the answer, to not figure it out; well that would be shameful! Humiliating, really. She had to be top of the class, or she was a failure. It was that simple. In fact, the only ones dare allowed to out class her was perhaps her siblings, that would be understandable, albiet, of course, incredibly frustrating.
The fledgling was so lost in their thoughts that when Crystalkit made her demands, Garnetkit was hardly aware of it. They heard someone half ask, half tell, someone to play with them, but at no point in her mind did she think it was aimed at her. Until, of course, she caught the wiggling of white fur right out of the corner of her vision, and her amber gaze snapped onto Crystalkits' blue one.
"I- um. I don't..." Garnetkit's words trailed off, their train of thought cut off as they looked at the other fledgling rather sheepishly. They weren't quite sure how to respond in all honesty. They were a naturally quiet child; only made worse by their weird status as the first kittens of a luminary that meant that in some ways, they weren't exactly expected to socialize with other kits in the same way other kits did among themselves. But being the first, it also meant there was basically no one else besides their siblings they were really expected to talk to. They lived in an adult world, where the only cats around thought to be worth their time to socialize with were the Mothers.
But in some ways, this kit held importance too, didn't they? Their next of kin were two respected mothers, which meant that they too were likely to be a respected citizen one day, didn't it? So did that mean that they should be giving them more respect as well, did that mean that this was one of the only kittens holy enough by virtue of their kin that was worth actually talking with? And did that mean that they had to agree to their request to play? Garnetkit didn't have an answer to these questions, she was of course, only a fledgling, trying to figure out these adult world answers to questions of social status and holiness and rank, all under the extra crushing weight of social indeptitude. And so they sort of froze, completely unsure what to do or say next.
Post by vexing_ode on Mar 31, 2022 13:26:44 GMT -5
Crystalkit's thoughts of ranks where behind her, now was a chance for her to be a kit. It didn't seem like it but, the small kit did have a respect for her standing as the younger sibling of two mothers, and worked hard behind the scenes. Life was coming easy to her so far, taking each challenge with her head held high. But now was the time for play.
Giving a last warning wiggle she mewed emphasizing her crouched position "You have to stand like this and wiggle your butt!" A playful purr escaped as she batted playfully at the shy fledgling. "It's fun!" After a few more seconds the small white kit pounced on her clanmate gently batting at her, She was gentle about it but still a bit assertive.
Aurorapaw could tell there was some measure of discomfort in Conjuringpaw's voice, but decided to let the she-cat steer the conversation to work if it made her more comfortable. She filed that information away before answering the other mother's question. "I honestly think patience would be a good lesson for today," she mewed, offering a slight smile. "It will make the other lessons going forwards a little easier if the fledgling already understand to sit and wait patiently for us to get to them."
She watched her younger sibling pounce on Garnetkit with a fond smile, allowing her sister a few more moments of fun before their lessons began. "I was actually thinking yesterday morning before I went to sleep," she added, turning back to Conjuringpaw. "A good way to teach patience could be to offer them one piece of honeycomb if they eat it now, or two pieces if they wait until we say they can have it." She considered how much honey would be necessary to get to all the fledglings. "We can pretend to leave and watch how they do; we can identify who needs a little more help with patience and who has an aptitude for it."
Conjuringpaw gave a small nod to the other mother's suggestion, and it was evident on her face that she was impressed. For any who knew Conjuringpaw well, they would have known that this was a difficult feat. She was a cat that was used to always being the one to find faults and correct any idea given her way, to always have some small detail that she felt needed to be changed. It was easy to see her as arrogant, and perhaps she slightly was; but more than that she was a perfectionist, and she disliked her work half-finished or faulty. So, to see her complete approval was high praise, whether Aurorapaw knew it or not.
"I like that idea, it's a good tangible way of teaching them the practical value of patience. There should be enough in the cathedral considering it's spring time." Conjuringpaw agreed, before taking a small pause. It was clear she was thinking, considering what she was going to propose next and working out the kinks before it ever came out of her mouth. Though, after a long pause, she finally spoke. "I think on top of that, a good spoken lesson to go with it would probably be how patience effects the lives of waxing and waning cats in a practical sense. We can explain how waning cats need patience to keep control of their emotions, and how patience is connected with kindness. Then we can move on to explain how for waxing cats it's important for making good planning and strategic decisions and for properly analyzing situations." Conjuringpaw suggested, her words straightforward as they always tended to be when dealing with work matters.
Garnetkit in some ways had just accepted their fate as they got pounced onto. Their mind had been so swamped with dos and don'ts, acceptances and rebuttles, that in the end they had just not done anything at all. In all honesty, although Garnetkit would never admit it, they were almost relieved the other fledgling had made the choice of what to do next for them. It meant that they weren't responsible if it was out of line, if it wasn't allowed then it wasn't her fault, it was their's.
"Uh huh." Her response to Crystalkit was dry, slightly mocking, but as unsure as before. More an acknowledgement of their advice more than anything else. Though, instead of doing what the other fledgling suggested, with a cautious paw Garnetkit batted back, giving a glance both at the mothers for approval, then at the doorway, as if she was sure at any moment her father would pop his head in. But the mothers appeared, at least to Garnetkit, distracted while talking among themselves, and their father was no where in sight; so this time, they kicked back against the other kit with a little more strength and confidence -- at least enough to show that they could push back, that they could at least put of a respectable play fight when they wanted to. Though clearly, they were still a bit hesitant.
Ridgepaw watched the tumbling kits before padding to the other mothers, giving a respectful nod, "It's a good day for the fledglings to get their energy out." the black tom purred out. He was so small and soft spoken, his gentle demeanor landing him a spot as a mother. "perhaps they will actually behave today." Tucking his tail over his paws he watched as Crystalkit tumbled over Garnetkit. "Your younger sibling sure is a handful," Ridgepaw mewed to Aurorapaw with a friendly smile. "A patience lesson would be good for sure."
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Crystalkit squeaked playfuly and rolled with Garnetkit's kick. "That works to!" She purred rolling back to her paws and giving the other fledgling a few more pats with her front paws. "Do you know any games?" dancing around she purred, " How about you hide and I try to find you!" Without a skip of a beat she flipped around and put her head in her paws. "I will count to... Hmmm" Thinking for a moment before deciding. "How about 20! One, Two, Three...." she started counting without even checking to see if Garnetkit agreed to the game.
"It certainly would," laughed Aurorapaw softly, watching Crystalkit begin counting without waiting for Garnetkit to agree. She shook her head with an indulgent smile before turning back to the other Students. "But yes, I agree Conjuringpaw," she mewed, shifting back into a more focused attitude. "I can sometimes be too focused on physical learning aids and forget the theoretical, so I'm grateful we have each other."
"Crystalkit, you need to act right!" The sharp voice that delivered the reprimand came from a cat many sizes smaller than it should have. A little white she-kit with one blue and one yellow eye had both narrowed in frustration at her sister, her pelt burning in embarrassment. "You are disgracing Selene with behavior like that!" Winterkit looked up at the cloud-covered moon in penitence as though beseeching the Goddess' forgiveness before turning a pleading eye to her older sister.
"It's a good day to be from a litter of the eldest and only." Conjuringpaw said with a small laugh as they tossed a glance back at Ridgepaw. Like most students, mothers, and fledglings in camp (which basically now made up pretty much all of camp, bar one luminary, their commissioner, their minister, and their sole hunter) who had not been orphans taken in, they had lost their parents in the cullings. All they had now were their siblings, all of whom were the same age, to either humiliate them or make them proud and rise up the family name. It was times like these Conjuringpaw wondered if they would have had younger siblings, or what their life might have been like if the culling hadn't happened. They would probably still be in shadowhunter training, another face is a crowd of students who didn't stick out albiet for their ability to remember an ungoddly (or perhaps, very goddly) amount of things about Selene and other weird facts of knowledge no one cared for -- mostly because they were either irrelevant or morbid.
Now they were an orphan like everyone else in the clan, and instead of a nameless face, an eccentric shadowhunter student, they were a mother with authority and power and a completely different job they had no training for and never would. They were barely more than a child whose prior training was for a rank that no longer even existed, in a clan they could barely even recognize. It was good Aurorapaw spoke up when she did. It helped pull Conjuringpaw out of her own head.
"To be fair it's easy to do. That's why it's good to group-think learning plans I guess, you get to have a bunch of people to help put all the parts together. Eventually you get something that works." Conjuringpaw said, but it was barely true. They didn't really like working together with others unless they were the one leading; perhaps that was what made them a very good mother -- or a very bad one, depending on how you looked at it. But they appreciated group work -- and especially Aurorapaw -- today, if only because it made life easier.
Once more, Garnetkit had been left merely stunned, not quite sure exactly what to do. They supposed they could hide, it would be a little like a riddle wouldn't it? Like a puzzle? Or perhaps like learning to hunt -- they'd already accepted they'd be made a waning. Their father had said they'd make a good one one day, the mothers already seemed to imply that was where she was going, so she knew one day she would be joining the other wanings in hunting for the cla if she wasn't made a mother one day instead, or a luminary. Although she considered perhaps she should be expecting to be one of the prior two -- it was only fitting of her rank, wasn't it?
She had been too in the midst of her thoughts to even bother to hide before the sound of Winterkit's voice rose up behind her, and she immediatly snapped her head back to see the other fledgling reprimanding and digging into Crystalkit. It was odd. She had never talked to Winterkit before, but the way she talked reminded her a lot of her adoptive father already. The sharpness, the decisiveness, and admittedly, the way she was preaching at her her little sister as if it had to be done to appease the wrath of Selene. And it told her one thing by instinct; this was the person they ought to be trying to impress, or at least slightly get in the good graces of.
Trying to gather a bit of their dignity after being seen basically getting peer-pressured into anything and everything Crystalkit had suggested, they gave their pelt a small shake to put it back in place and make themselves look presentable. "It's fine, she wasn't doing much harm, and for what she did do luckily Selene's forgiveness is great and her mercy greater." She said, trying so hard to sound forgiving and humble, and like she was showing true mercy and kindness to Crystalkit. To sound like she had not, just second ago, been being absolutely and completely deferring to Crystalkit. Even her last phrase was all in show; she barely knew what it meant, but her adoptive father said it all the time, and it sounded very grown-up and faithful and respectable, and so she assumed it was the right thing to say in this sitaution to impress this other kit.
{i lowkey spelled ridgedpaws name wrong in my last post whoops..}
Crystalkit whipped around. "You're no fun!" she wrinkled her nose at her sister. "I don't think Selene would be mad that I want to play!" She grumbled. "and besides, I was told once that play fighting helps you get stronger! So if I play then I can become the best fighter for Selene!" She stood proudly with her chest puffed out. "It's our playtime anyway. So we should all be playing and having fun. _
Ridgedpaw Purred as he watched the kits "We should probably also do a lecture about the different ways one can serve Selene." he was amused by the fledglings enthusiasm, each eager to serve in their own way.
"You'll just become the hardest-headed cat in the clan, and then the Goddess can't get into your head and see your thoughts!" protested Winterkit, her voice rising as Crystalkit and Garnetkit seemed determined to talk during her very important lecture. She saw the Luminary, Minister, and Mothers do so often enough, and she styled herself a miniature version of them. "Crystalkit, you're not listening to me!" The little she-cat began to stride towards her sister, but missed the mossball in her blind spot and stumbled, falling down in a plume of dust. Silence for a beat, then a loud wailing. "I'm being punished by Selene for my mousebrained sister!"
Garnetkit did think it all seemed very grown-up; the way she raised her voice and started to lecture with such confidence, the way she held herself, the way she started her reprimand. It reminded her very much of her father, and she was very impressed; in fact, she fell completely silent at Winterkit's complaint, gently stepping aside in silent admiration as the other fledgling started to march over towards her sister. In her eyes, for that brief moment, Winterkit held her full attention; there was such silence, such anticipation. She was a quiet audience at the front row to a scene that was playing out before her, watching with no expectations, just curiosity and a slight awe at everything Winterkit did.
And then the poor kit took a tumble, and Garnetkit was brought back to reality. It didn't lessen the prior feelings though, it all seemed like some sort of tragic accident, like an actor mid-scene falling over some prop, and she was much more willing to blame the stage-hands than she was to blame the actor on stage. In an instant Garnetkit was at her side, offering timidly a slight paw to help her up. "Are you okay?" Her voice was still a little breathless, lost in the moments before. "That was an awful fall."
"Yeah, that would probably be wise too. I'll keep put that on the list for a class tommorrow. I'd say maybe a lesson later today, but that's kind of a big topic. More like a, 'the entire day is based around that theme' kind of lesson, if you know what I mean." Conjuringpaw made note, having to raise their voice half-way through to talk over Winterkit's wailing. There was really an art to learning how to just ignore the screaming children in the background and to just keep going with your train of thought, and Conjuringpaw had pretty much mastered it.
