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Post by strawberrycupid on Dec 9, 2020 17:55:11 GMT -5
"God just stop talking about me!" Flickeringkit finally snapped, turning around and leaving the pair of other kits in a huff, her tail flicking behind her. Were they even talking about her in the first place? It didn't matter, she thought they were. The way they looked at her. And then they had the audacity to keep denying it. It annoyed the hell out of her. The way they just blatantly lied to her face. Not that it was particularly hard to annoy her. She was the kind of cat who would rather hear no one talk about her than to give her any criticism. Which almost contradicted against her attention garnering appearance. Now she was out sulking in camp, well until she saw someone in her favorite sunning spot. "Move over." Flickeringkit demanded simply, laying down next to them and leaning into them to hopefully get them to move.
Gleamingkit gave Flickeringkit a reproachful stare. "Um, some of the queens have said that I should try being more as-ser-tive..." he said, carefully enunciating every syllable. "...which I think means I should stay where I am. So, no! I won't move over!" he chirped, with a big bright grin on his face. "Gosh, Flickeringkit, I've never seen you lean on anyone like this! Does this mean we're friends now?"
"Oh, we weren't talking about you, Flickeringkit," Icekit disengaged from whatever kit he'd been gossiping with and squeezed himself on Gleamingkit's opposite side, putting his head over the other tom's shoulder to address his peeved off sister, "You need to stop thinking everyone is out to get you. Keep this up and you'll lose all your fur from the stress before you're an apprentice!"
Post by strawberrycupid on Dec 22, 2020 18:04:39 GMT -5
Flickeringkit sighed, already annoyed it was Gleamingkit of all kits to be here. Like he wasn't that much younger than her, he should be able to speak full sentences by now. And he was so smug about it too. Great. Whatever. That didn't stop Flickeringkit from leaning on him, on the off chance he'd get annoyed and leave. But nope. And they were supposedly friends too. Ugh. She opened her mouth to answer when Icekit came over and took Gleamingkit's other side. And defended himself? Really? Her tail smacked against her foot.
"Yeah sure whatever." She spoke quickly to Gleamingkit before turning over to meet Icekit's gaze over the former. "and yeah right. You really expect me to believe that crap? Always looking to foolin' someone, you are, and it's not gonna be me." Flickeringkit said with a huff.
"Yeah, it'll probably just me be instead!" Gleamingkit chirped. "Hey guys, isn't this fun? With you two on either side of me it's like I'm the meat in a Gleamingkit sandwich! Flickeringkit, do you want a turn at being the meat? You seem a little peeved off today, so I thought it might make you feel better!"
"As they say, take it or leave it," Icekit replied to his littermate, totally unaffected by her words. He either had thick skin or was an idiot. The truth was that it was probably a bit both. The off-white tom kit returned his attention to Gleamingkit and gave him an easy smile, "You know what would be really fun?" He asked, giving the other kit maybe a fraction of a second before he answered his own question, "Instead of turning Flickeringkit into a sammich, we should go turn Disloyaldog into one! I feel so bad for him after Goldenstar made him a Forsaken. Maybe the three of us could make his day better if we paid him a visit!"
Post by strawberrycupid on Dec 31, 2020 15:27:38 GMT -5
Flickeringkit clicked her tongue, and with a huff that bordered on a growl, lifted her head off of Gleamingkit's shoulders and rested it on her paws. She couldn't let herself believe him for a second. Whatever, she'd go interrogate that kit he was talking to later. She kicked herself back, bumping into Gleaming again in the hopes he would move. But he didn't. As Icekit spoke again, she sat up and met his gaze. Still peeved off, she blew a stray hair on her face back into place. "Didn't he like... kill someone? Or something?" No one really talked about it with them, "Why would you feel bad for him?"
Gleamingkit was like a lump of steel, both completely resistant and oblivious to Flickeringkit's attempts to reclaim her personal space. "Oh really? That's kind of rude of him," he said, shoulders sagging before instantly perking back up. "But you know, I bet that guy he killed totally deserved it or something!"
Post by strawberrycupid on Jan 1, 2021 16:15:55 GMT -5
Flickeringkit pouted, "Maybe..." She muttered, tail whapping against the ground. She really didn't know. But heck, if Gleamingkit went along with Icekit's ridiculous plan, she'd get her spot back. A win win.
"Y'know, I bet Flickeringkit could cheer Disloyaldog up!" Gleamingkit chirped to Icekit. "Your sister's so cheerful and friendly to everyone, maybe Disloyaldog might even have a change of heart and say sorry to the guy he killed! Whaddya say, Flickeringkit?"
Post by strawberrycupid on Jan 12, 2021 16:50:35 GMT -5
Flickeringkit could have tried to hold back a sigh, but she wasn't the best at restraint. The compliment was nice, but both her and Icekit knew it wasn't true. How Gleamingkit even got that impression, she wasn't sure. "Gleaming, you know he can't just go up and apologize to the guy right? He's dead."
Gleamingkit blinked. "C'mon Flickeringkit, haven't you ever heard of a séance?" he asked, even though he himself had only learned what a séance was yesterday. "I'm sure whoever he killed wouldn't mind being pulled out of a utopian heaven and forced to confront his murderer by a bunch of children! Paradise must get boring after a while, after all."
Icekit just sat there half smirking as the other kits bantered. He liked everything they were saying and it gave him more ideas, "Ya know, there probably isn't a better cat in whole Clan to ask about séances than Wanderingwight and Disloyaldog. Rumor has it the two of them are demons! He probably hasn't done it yet only cuz he's on such a short leash so we can help him."
The light-furred tom kit jumped to his feet and stretched, he was always ready to go at the mere hint of mischief, "Ready?"
Post by strawberrycupid on Jan 19, 2021 17:21:52 GMT -5
If Flickeringkit could have pinched the nose of her bridge, she would of. But cats aren't capable of many things, but for the sake of the roleplay she ignored this and pinched the bridge of her nose. "Sure, why not?" Flickeringkit resigned to her fate though.
