Shmifty
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Post by Shmifty on May 6, 2009 15:49:13 GMT -5
Snowkit It was cold. Desperately cold. Snowkit burrowed his way into the other kits, unable to see them, searching for warmth. He was hungry. He was tired. And he was cold. He mewled pitifully, looking for his mother. She wasn't there, though. He mewled... and mewled... But nobody came. He was helpless - and he didn't like it.
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Post by W.in.DY. on May 6, 2009 15:55:28 GMT -5
Petalkit felt Snowkit burrow into the three, herself included. Her tiny tail flicked angrily, mewling, as if to say,"Where are you, Mommy?". Windpaw sniffed the ground curiously. The mews drawed attention, and she found the kits. They smelled of ThunderClan. She had to do something.Petalkit fell to sleep. Silver cats surrounded the small she cat. "Hello,Petalkit." A very masculine voice spoke. " I am Sandclaw. You and your sister, Moonkit, are very special." He mewed, his sweet words gently, very gentle. [/color][/blockquote]
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Shmifty
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Post by Shmifty on May 6, 2009 16:23:16 GMT -5
Snowkit
ooc[Changed this post's color, because I couldn't see it.]
Snowkit felt the lash of Petalkit's tail, but didn't complain. He mewled louder, only hoping that SOMEBODY would come to help - to warm them, to feed them... and the petalkit calmed down all of a sudden. His mind, as small and muddled as it may be, pulled up a question mark. How odd.Stripedfur
Out hunting. Usually calming, relaxing. But it wasn't working. His mind kept drifting to the void in his heart, the missing link that had dissapeared... His precious Eclipsefoot, the love of his life... When he smelled something curious. He smelled kits - with a bare scent of ThunderClan. There hadn't been any new kits recently as far as he knew. He ran forward and looked at the group, wrapping his tail around them to warm them up. He inspected them. They looked cold, a little wet... And one of them looked just like him. He sniffed them, and caught the faintest trait of a familiar scent. 'Eclipsefoot' He realized. Then he decided that these kits needed help.
He got up, looking around. He couldn't carry four kits by himself... So he tasted the air for the scent of other cats. He picked up a WindClan scent... Windpaw, the medicine cat apprentice! Perfect. "Hey! I have kits over here! They need help! Please!" He shouted, whipping his tail around vigorously. These kits may die if they didn't get help, but he wouldn't know.
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Post by W.in.DY. on May 8, 2009 6:48:36 GMT -5
"They're fine, it's not that cold right now." Windblaze meowed, her tail lashing. [Petalkit tilted her head to the side. "Yes, very special." [[Do you think they should open their eyes now?]]
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Shmifty
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Post by Shmifty on May 8, 2009 7:29:29 GMT -5
((I would prefer you didn't edit my posts... but I will change Snowkit's color for you. And I thought they were still too young? And I totally didn't realize until yesterday that leaf-bare was over. lol. By the way, you know all the kits are special? The boys just don't get the little visions. Without Cloudkit, the fighter and leader, and Graykit, the mediator and hunter, they wouldn't survive through... future plots of which I will tell.))
Stripedfur was still concerned. He looked up, into ((As he still thinks)) Windpaw's eyes. "Would you help me take them to the ThunderClan camp? Or would you feel safer taking them to the WindClan camp until we can get more help?" He asked, his voice a bit edgy. His kits... His precious kits were alive, and they would live on. He was so happy... That meant Eclipsefoot had to be out there somewhere, too... And he would find her, no matter what that meant. It was a personal promise.
He let his gaze move to the kits... He would have to decide names, and he had already thought up great ones - Snowkit, Moonkit, Petalkit, and Graykit. They were all very special, the only thing at the moment to keep him from falling into a personal black hole.
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Post by Crane on May 9, 2009 4:19:15 GMT -5
m o o n k i t .
I watch the stars come out at night I wonder where they get their light. I don't think they'll ever fall, So, I'll reach up and pick them all. The pretty, shining silver cats danced all around, shimmering as if their pelts were made up of stars. Their eyes were wary and bright, and all focused on one thing. The kit. The kit returned their steady gaze with her bright blue eyes. Which, in reality, had not yet opened. A chilling wind brushed over the kit's thick black fur. She shivered, and as she did, the pretty cats disappeared. As she slowly drifted back to reality, she could feel the warm bodies of her sibings surrounding her. She didn't know any of their names yet. Or, come to think of it, her own. Yet she already loved them all. And it was not just her beloved sibling she could feel lying next to her. Already her senses had picked up the prescence of two other cats. One she recognized... Her father. Part of who she was. And someone else, some cat she'd never met. Not her mother. She snuggled in closer to her siblings, a weak mew escaping her tiny pink mouth.
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Shmifty
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Post by Shmifty on May 10, 2009 9:02:10 GMT -5
Flower, Your turn!
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Post by W.in.DY. on May 10, 2009 9:24:06 GMT -5
The silver cats were crowded around the she-cat, making her cringe. She wailed, fearfully, because she felt cornered. "Shh." One had spoken, this one was Strayfrost, a cat who had died during a war. Petalkit knew this cat was a she-cat, due to Strayfrost's feminine voice. The she-kit slunk back into reality, her breathing back it's conscious level.
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Shmifty
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Post by Shmifty on May 10, 2009 9:54:33 GMT -5
Hmhm... I said flower! lol. XD
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Post by flower on May 26, 2009 16:34:41 GMT -5
[OOC- Hifty, I don't completely understand the roles in the plot that you've given each of these kittens... I mean, you said Graykit is "the mediator and the hunter". Could you explain that to me? I'm sorry I'm so late with posting, too. I've been so busy, I'm not lying. My sincerest apologies! I'll post after this.. and after Graykit's bio gets accepted!! >_< Plus.. I need to know about the "mediator and hunter" thing to be able to write his personality.]
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Shmifty
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Post by Shmifty on May 28, 2009 10:11:01 GMT -5
[OOC: He was going to take on more of his fathers side of the family - and both parents were great hunters. He would also be the one to calm Snowkit when he went on one of his little tangents... But he would have unique aspects, too. XD]
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Post by flower on Jun 8, 2009 10:48:55 GMT -5
g r a y k i t .
Graykit's tabby pelt ruffled with the frigid winds. His nose pushed forward into one of his siblings' fur. Moonkit. She was shivering. Though any other cat would have huddled forward to the center of the bunch to gather all the warmth for himself, Graykit felt a need to protect his littermates. Kinship was drawing them all closer to each other, that and the bitter cold. He opened his green eyes briefly to see that all of the kits were there. Petalkit was afraid. Moonkit was cold. So was Snowkit. Not that they could help themselves. There were strange cats gathered around them, mewing in hushed tones. Graykit didn't feel threatened, though, so he remained where he was, and tried feebly to warm his own tiny form. He purred to try to create a little peace among them.
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Post by W.in.DY. on Jun 8, 2009 18:16:37 GMT -5
ooc= I think Petalkit should be able to feel auras. ;P
Petalkit felt the soft, innocent auras of her siblings. Graykit's wasn't that faint, but she could feel the gold aura-couragious, soothing- radiate off of him. It soothed her. She purred with him. The only thing she could see from the cats, was their auras. She was quite intellegent though. She knew she was dreaming, and StarClan cats were crowded around them. Heh. It was simple. "Windclan camp would be fine. I'll be able to take care of them. " Windblaze meowed.
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Post by Crane on Jun 9, 2009 4:15:17 GMT -5
m o o n k i t .
Just take the fall You're one of us The spotlight is on Oh the spotlight is on, oh The black kit could feel her siblings shivering. They were cold, just like the kit. She felt upset, and was worried about them. She felt a nose press into her pelt, and knew it was Graykit. What was wrong? Quickly and unintentionally, her eyes flashed open for the first time. Although it was dark, the amount of light was a lot more than the kit was used to. It hurt her eyes ever so slightly. But the pain was worth it. Being able to see her surroundings was amazing! She could see lots of cats around her, and the grass, and lots of pretty flowers, but the best thing by far was the amazing sky. It was mostly a dark, rich blue, but there were twinkling lights everywhere. The kit wanted to pat them out of the sky and play with them. As she looked around the sky a little more, she saw the biggest star of all. Well, it wasn't a star. She knew instinctively what it's name was - the moon. She felt she could stare at it for years. She loved it! It was just glowing, and silver, and perfectly round... But she began to feel tired. It was a lot to take in at once, this sight thing. So she lapsed back into a light sleep. But then the silver cats came back to her, and started talking to her. One stepped forwards - her fur was a bright ginger. She didn't know her name, but felt power and purpose radiating from her. Maybe this cat had been a leader of a Clan. "Hello, kit," she purred. "You don't have a name, do you?" The black kit shook her head meekly. "Well, then, I hereby christen you Moonkit." Moonkit purred. She adored her new name! Then the ginger she-cat took a step forward, and lowered her head to Moonkit's, touching her forehead with her nose. Moonkit felt a cold tingle rush through her body. "You're a special cat," the ginger cat said, "So I have marked you with this crescent moon." Moonkit breathed in sharply. Were the pretty silvery cats allowed to do that? Just leave a mark on any given cat they stumbled across? She woke up, her pulse racing, and looked around at her siblings. They were still there. The world was still real.
[ooc: uh, this thread is getting kinda pointless, now all the kits have been introcued... What do we do now?]
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Post by flower on Jun 9, 2009 11:43:56 GMT -5
[ooc- Crane: I really don't know! I guess the kits just follow whoever is going to lead them away from Fourtrees... and then there could be a cool plot! Like, all the warriors are puzzled as to why the kits were found at Fourtrees, the meeting place of all the Clans where a truce is held. Maybe... Windy: I thought the kits were supposed to be ThunderClan! g r a y k i t . Praise StarClan! thought Graykit. There was a little peace among the kits now. Petalkit purred lightly in harmony with his own purr, and a tiny smile curled across her mouth. One kit taken care of... he tallied mentally. Snowkit remained still; asleep. Two... It was important to Graykit that his siblings were taken care of, since nothing else in this wide world could be controlled or soothed. Wait, what about Moonkit? he thought abruptly. As if on cue, Moonkit's tiny head shot up in alarm, her breathing disturbed with panic. Something silvery glittered on her forehead- a tiny marking. Well, he had always known, even though he hadn't known his brothers and sisters for long, that Moonkit was special. "Moonkit?" he mewed under his breath so the larger cats surrounding the kits couldn't hear. His head rose lightly to catch her eye. He realized with a jolt that his sister's name was the first word he had ever meowed.
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