"Perhaps sleeping can be on that list of things to do." Emeraldkit followed her brothers hiss with her own dark response. She was leaning towards ignoring them all and staying warm and cozy in the nest. "Besides we are but kittens. what could we possibly have to do today?" she was feeling rather indifferent to the games of kittens and she herself felt moons older than she was.

There was a world and reality beyond his conscious mind, things that were swirling and stitching in his sleep, bubbling in the back of his unconscious. The delicate threads of early childhood weaving the base for all that would be him, the past gently guiding the hand of present to create the future in a micro-chasm of a single existence - and yet, all that was and would be had been crafted by outside presences. He was merely the substance inside the mold of circumstance, too young to be much else. But these things were beyond him, beyond his clan-mates, perhaps beyond anyone but whatever deity dictates fate and the sad lives of men. What living person can comprehend the way the world crafts beings and for what purpose? There is none, is a mystery.

So we are forced to judge people by the moment of action, and not by the actions of those that set the actors into motion.

Bronzekit dreamed no dreams, or if he did they were lost in the depth of darkness, and he awoke with the shadows of sleep grasping at his mind to once again become one with the endless ebony void that was the purest form of restful tranquility. It was his sister's poking and jabbing, her voice tearing into him that ripped him from rest, but it was the voices and movements of his other siblings around him that slowly pried drowsiness away from him. He opened his eyes, the haze of dreariness his first warning that what had ought to of been a restful night sleep had been cut short, only confirmed as his golden eyes peered through the darkness to see only the soft glow of the moon gently lightened the darkness, not so much chasing away the shadows as striking some treaty with them, harmonizing with them as to gently brighten the world, but not cast the ink of night away like the sun so proudly did.

He tightened his round eyes, crinkling them into a glare of distaste, his mouth a frown crooked with irritation and frustration playing at the edge of his lips. "Gah, stop it! Goldenkit, you're going to poke out my eye!" He snapped, one-third stepping, squirming, and stumbling to get away from his sister's pokes and prods as he further blinked the blur of sleeping from his golden optics which gleamed iridescent in whispers of moonlight. Unknowingly he had managed to side-step the situation in perfect timing with his brother waking up, and rather nonchalantly half-witnessed his brother's attack on his sister, which he much appreciated despite not quite fully comprehending what was happening.

"What time even is it? Why is everyone even awake?" He mumbled, mostly to himself as he half-halfheartedly swiped a paw over his face in hopes to further wake himself.

I’ll respond when I can guys <3)

Frozenwaters was sitting and keeping watch. She sighed heavily. Since Sweetpine had kicked out Leatherstar, WinterClan had been in turmoil. Sweetpine not giving any direction, or taking his lives. Thus it left them without direction so cats were mostly doing whatever they wanted.

Though crimsonrose, who was stuck because of Mysterykit being in the nursery, had warned that any cat who ate before queens and kits would be clawed. Though the shard took no prey for herself first and let other queens and kits eat first, the former league cat made it clear that anyone who disobeyed this restriction would be in for it. Since it was the most sensible option no cat really had challenged Crimsonrose on this, but aside from this it was mostly lawless and there was a lack of order in Winterclan's camp.

So Frozenwaters sat perched on the rock keeping watch, not just beyond the camp, but also occasionally casting glances back towards camp. She'd always wanted to be a rescuer, and with the rescue team now gone and in this time without laws, Frozenwaters felt like the clan needed someone to keep watch more than ever. So she did.

( syzygy yes! )

The large kit rolled her eyes at her siblings' yelling at her, sighing dramatically. "I woke you up for a reason, fools," She hissed, her tail lashing out behind her. Upon noticing Rubykit's still-sleeping state, she strode over to her, bringing up a paw and gently waking her sister up. In all truth, Rubykit was her favorite; she was the only one that wasn't rude to her in the slightest. Silverkit, on the other hand, was a child from hell. "We're going on an adventure," Goldenkit stated matter-of-factly, her mismatched eyes regarding her siblings with amusement dancing within them. "It's time we do some bonding of our own. I heard that if you go to the river late at night, you're bound to see ghosts!"

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“Oh Silverkit!” Suddenly she was wide awake and bouncing to her paws. “It will be an adventure! Exciting! Dazzling! Let’s go, pretty please with a fish scale on top?” Her eyes were wide and shining, begging to her sibling.