Fieldkit - freeze } either, hals
Gardenkit -frost } female, woof } pin.it/1FLIKXq
Meadowkit -snow } female, meow
Oasiskit -chill } male, phantom
Orchardkit -ice } either, turtlenoir

"I need you to take them," urged the she-cat.
"I can't take them. They're yours," hissed the tom.

The argument- hushed, but not whispered- came to an abrupt end and a small tom slipped away from the she-cat, who was surrounded by a throng of kittens. She had hoped their father would take them into his care, given she was neither mature enough to raise kits nor wanted to, but her hopes were dashed, leaving her with one other option. She bowed her head to speak to her kits, her voice light and feigning excitement: "Okay now, who wants to play a game? I'm going to count to ten and you four are going to start running that way-" her tail gestured to the neighboring treeline. The kits wouldn't know the difference between neutral grounds and clan territory, but she was distinctly aware of the scent of FallClan. "-and when I get to zero, I'm going to play chase. Sound like fun? Then let's start! Ten... nine...."

They didn't wait for her to get any further down the list. All four kits were tripping over themselves to get ahead, giggling with glee while also shushing one another, but little did they know was that their mother only cast a sullen glance after them before sprinting in the opposite direction. 


{ kits' genders, appearances, and personalities are totally up to the rpers! fallclanners, feel free to find/adopt/terrorize the kits! }