[bakuraas.]

for mystoxxiide!
Light Gray Self with voidtouched birdcatcher spots. Air Magic.

[mystoxxiide]

FEATURED STORKIES; murk, pyrite, whisper, bramble, unnamed kit
PROMPT: "This kitten has been brought into your colony and is now in your storkies' care, how does the colony care for the kitten? Do any of them even know how to take care of a kitten?"
WC; 660
POV; murk

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“If I had a dead mouse for every time a strange old cat showed up and handed us a kitten, I’d have two dead mice,” Said Pyrite as he was climbed over by their newest ward - a pale, almost lilac kitten, eerily similar to how Bramble had been when fae was a kit. The storkie in question was curled up with Whisper on the other side of the fire. “Which isn’t a lot, but it’s weird that it happened twice.”

Murk stifled a chuckle in the back of his throat, watching his mate play with the bundle of scrap with a loving gaze. It was no secret that the founder of the Colony adored kits, and it was part of the reason why Murk adored him so much. The lynx point hadn’t known much affection until he’d met the marbled tabby. Neither had a lot of cats in the colony as well - there was a reason why a lot had decided to stay here. It was peaceful, pacifistic. Sometimes he heard storkies referring to it as ‘Haven’ to each other.

Haven. Meaning sanctuary, safety, protection. It brought warmth to his heart seeing what his mate had created flourishing. It became even warmer when he could see that Pyrite knew what he had created was flourishing.

He turned his head, and saw that Bramble and Whisper had fallen asleep in a pile of dusty brown and silver. The sight made him smile -- he himself was feeling rather tired, and the crickets outside were in full swing, meaning it was late. He approached his mate, picking up the kit. It let out a short squeak as he placed it on his back.

“Hey,” Pyrite complained halfheartedly, before yawning. “W-We were playing.” The marbled tabby blinked up at his beloved pleadingly.

Murk snorted. His mate could be such a kit himself sometimes. “Bedtime.” He said, nodding to the other two sleeping cats. Pyrite sighed and smiled, getting up to wake them up. Bramble got to faer feet sleepily, but Whisper let out a whine and tried to bury herself further in the ground. “Warm,” She grumbled, wrapping her tail around herself.

The lynx point carefully put out the fire, careful not to make any harsh movements and jostle the kitten on his back. As soon as it was gone, Whisper sighed with a huff and got to her feet. She glared at Murk through bleary eyes - he didn’t take offense - but allowed Bramble to guide her back from the common area to their den, which left the three of them.

Murk stretched as best he could with the kitten still riding his back. He knew he had bulky shoulders and didnt want to bother the now resting scrap of fur too much. Pyrite brushed up beside him, and he breathed out a husky sigh, touching his nose to the other’s and resting his head slightly on his mane.

“Come on. Bed for you too, Mister.” The marbled tabby bumped him with his hips, causing him to let out a barking laugh and set off for their den as well. As they curled up into bed, he felt the kit being removed from his frame, and glanced to the side questioningly. Pyrite placed it gently on his belly, allowing it to snuggle up. Murk sighed. “Are ye serious?” He huffed.

“I’m fluffier than you,” Pyrite retorted, flicking him with his tail. “And warmer. I’m just giving the kit a better night’s sleep.”

Murk wasn’t one to argue. “You are very fluffy.” He commented, resting his head on his paws and revelling in his mate’s warmth. A soft smile grew on his face as he watched him tend to their ward a little more, ensuring the kitten was comfortable before finally settling down. He placed his head next to the lynx point, who purred appreciatively.

If there was ever a storkie in need of being cared for, Pyrite was always the cat to go to.

[mystoxxiide]

Username; mystoxxiide
Storkie Name; steam
Coat Description: light gray self with voidtouched birdcatcher spots
Gender: bigender
Born Magic Type; air
Additional Magic #1 -
Additional Magic #2 -

Parents:
Founder | Founder

Children:
-- [url]Partner[/url]
-- [url]Child1[/url]
-- [url]Child2[/url]
-- [url]Child3[/url]

[GraveBlues]

Commenting to say this storkie has been traded to me! I'd love to be added please <3