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Post by strawberrycupid on Jan 30, 2021 19:56:27 GMT -5
There were too many for the kits to reasonably get, but Molekit didn't know that. Suddenly convinced to care about these slants, the chubby brown tabby jumped at each snowflake that felt. The delicate ice breaking between his paws. He kept his claws sheathed, but his erratic movements led to him bumping into and stepping on the tails of his fellow soldiers. Molekit would mutter an apology before jumping again.
Post by Whitemuzzle on Feb 1, 2021 14:41:04 GMT -5
"Protect the freshkill pile!" Fisherkit meowed after hearing Hollykit's words about food. "They want to cover it up and eat it!" As he began to run to the pile, Molekit had crashed into him. "Hey! Attack the sky ants, not me!" More and more of the sky ants kept falling down all around them. This battle might be too big for them to win. But then Graythorn's words came back to his mind. He and Sunkit were StarClan's chosen ones to save SummerClan from this invasion. The thought spurred him onto to action. "CHARGE!" he yelled as he continued his fight with the sky ants.
"Uh, sure, whatever." Cinderkit wouldn't find a similar captivation in Sunkit, flattered though she was by the twinkle in her denmate's eyes. That would develop after over moons of being doted and worshipped, once she found the capacity to know affection for someone beyond her siblings. Speaking of her siblings, she beckoned Weevilkit and his boyfriend back and called out, "Alright maggots, let's go! Sir Fisher's wave is defending our rashions, so we will be defending the nursery!" She charged ahead of the pack and threw herself into the wind, little paws lashing out at the falling sky ants despite the sheer numbers she was facing.
