Tinykit
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{Age: 5 Moons | Gender: Tom| Rank: Kit| Tags: Stormstrike}
A small growing sound came from Tinykit, or more pacifically, Tinykit's stomach. Hunger pains woke the small kit, unable to ignore his hungry belly Tinykit slowly opened his eyes. His stomach growled a little louder, reminding him he was still hungry. Tinykit yawned before he started to poke his mothers side. "Mom I'm hungry." Tinykit whispered softly, giving Rainfur another poke. Rainfur mumbled something before burring her face under a paw. "Moooommmm." Tinykit meowed a bit louder. "Find something in the prey pile, then come right back." Rainfur said tiredly, not even bothering to open her eyes. "Really!?" Tinykit asked in disbelief, his voice raising in excitement. "I can go by myself!?" Tinykit asked before Rainfur had a chance to answer. Rainfur cracked one eye open to look at him. "Yes, you can go by yourself, just make sure to come right back. Okay?" Tinykit let out an exited purr as he nodded his head quickly. He quickly made his way other to the edge of the two-leg thing they had been sleeping on. His favorite thing to do was climbing it up to the top, but going down was a bit tricky. After a few seconds he was able to make it down without to much of a fall. He puffed out his chest proudly, he had gotten a lot better at going down. Just as he started to make his way to the prey pile he spotted Stormstike pacing. Deciding he could hold off a bit longer, Tinykit padded up to the queen. He frowned slightly noticing she seamed a bit, off? "Hey Stormstike!" Tinykit purred looking up at the grey and white she-cat. "What are you up to? Are your kits playing in your belly again?"
Bruce
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{Age: 23 Moons | Gender: Tom | Rank: Loner | Tags: Open}
Bruce was sprawled on the floor, the most comfortable position he had found without hurting his leg. He snored a little, but thankfully it wasn't horribly loud. As he slept a reoccurring dream took over the one he was having. His face twisted into a frown before he woke with a jolt. Bruce laid still for a few minuets, letting his mind clear of the dreams. Mouse dung, I thought they were gone for good this time. Bruce thought as he lashed his tail against the ground. He froze, sudden realizing what he had done. Mouse dung? UUUGGGGHHHH Now I'm even beginning to talk like these clan cats. Bruce lifted his head, letting out a yawn as he did so. He glanced back at his leg, wondering when he would be able to fully use it again. Maybe I can walk around a bit again today, just laying around all day is rather boring.
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{Age: 5 Moons | Gender: Tom| Rank: Kit| Tags: Stormstrike}
A small growing sound came from Tinykit, or more pacifically, Tinykit's stomach. Hunger pains woke the small kit, unable to ignore his hungry belly Tinykit slowly opened his eyes. His stomach growled a little louder, reminding him he was still hungry. Tinykit yawned before he started to poke his mothers side. "Mom I'm hungry." Tinykit whispered softly, giving Rainfur another poke. Rainfur mumbled something before burring her face under a paw. "Moooommmm." Tinykit meowed a bit louder. "Find something in the prey pile, then come right back." Rainfur said tiredly, not even bothering to open her eyes. "Really!?" Tinykit asked in disbelief, his voice raising in excitement. "I can go by myself!?" Tinykit asked before Rainfur had a chance to answer. Rainfur cracked one eye open to look at him. "Yes, you can go by yourself, just make sure to come right back. Okay?" Tinykit let out an exited purr as he nodded his head quickly. He quickly made his way other to the edge of the two-leg thing they had been sleeping on. His favorite thing to do was climbing it up to the top, but going down was a bit tricky. After a few seconds he was able to make it down without to much of a fall. He puffed out his chest proudly, he had gotten a lot better at going down. Just as he started to make his way to the prey pile he spotted Stormstike pacing. Deciding he could hold off a bit longer, Tinykit padded up to the queen. He frowned slightly noticing she seamed a bit, off? "Hey Stormstike!" Tinykit purred looking up at the grey and white she-cat. "What are you up to? Are your kits playing in your belly again?"
Bruce
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{Age: 23 Moons | Gender: Tom | Rank: Loner | Tags: Open}
Bruce was sprawled on the floor, the most comfortable position he had found without hurting his leg. He snored a little, but thankfully it wasn't horribly loud. As he slept a reoccurring dream took over the one he was having. His face twisted into a frown before he woke with a jolt. Bruce laid still for a few minuets, letting his mind clear of the dreams. Mouse dung, I thought they were gone for good this time. Bruce thought as he lashed his tail against the ground. He froze, sudden realizing what he had done. Mouse dung? UUUGGGGHHHH Now I'm even beginning to talk like these clan cats. Bruce lifted his head, letting out a yawn as he did so. He glanced back at his leg, wondering when he would be able to fully use it again. Maybe I can walk around a bit again today, just laying around all day is rather boring.
