Ƭ ι м в ɛ я Ɔ ℓ α и .|. ACCEPTING

[ʞ ɔ ǝ ɹ ʍ d ı ʞ s]

((All the kits were taken to stay under a heatherbush on the moorland :3))
((Hey is there anyone willing to draw a TimberClan map? Like in oekaki or flash?))

[the timey thing]

{ I can, just PM me the details! <3 }

[the timey thing]

Иαмɛ
Archkit

Ǥɛи∂ɛя
Male

Aɢɛ
Er..... I think it is just born. c:

Яαиκ
Kit

Ɖɛƨιяɛ∂ Яαиκ
One day... Leader. C;

Ƥɛяƨσиαℓιтʏ
Archkit is quite clingy, never really enjoying leaving his mother and father. He is also quite funny and sweet, but due to his young age none of his personality is showing. As he gets older he will become quite protective and even clingier, but for now he is just a clingy little kit.

Ғʋя Ɖɛƨcяιρтισи
Archkit has white based fur, gray splotches all over them. His left from and right back paws are gray and the other two are snow white. His fur is quite long and fluffy.

Єʏɛ Ɔσℓσя
Pale green

βσ∂ʏ Ɖɛƨcяιρтισи
Later on Archkit will be quite muscular, attracting plenty of she-cats. He will be strong and agile, swift and clean with kills.

Ƙιи
I will put this later, I'm lazy atm. XD

Ɔℓαи σғ Ħɛяιтαɢɛ
Uhhh. Can I have a reminder on this?

Lσʌɛ Ɩитɛяɛƨт
He is to young!

Ѳтнɛя
Will have to finish.. But only the things that aren't important I need to finish. xD

Ғσямαттιиɢ Єϰαмρℓɛ

You should know. :3 :

[Keriae]

(Where do you want it? Just outside camp?)

B r e e z e f l o w e r
She nodded, pulling the five kits towards her with her tail and gently pushing Thistlekit towards Seadragon before laying down and touching her nose to each kit in turn. Instead of talking, she attempted to sooth the five kits with a purr; StarClan knows they needed it. "Shh.."

[darĸнowl]

.: T H I S T L E K I T :.

Stop and stare
You start to wonder why you're here not there
And you'd give anything to get what's fair
But fair ain't what you really need
Oh, can you see what I see

Thistlekit's eyes widened when he pushed. "WHAT'S GOING ON?!" he yowled in fear to the tom or she-cat. Why was Breezeflower taking him away from his mother? What was happening outside that was causing so much panic and chaos? The questions never stopped; they just kept on coming. He started shivering in his own confusion.

[the timey thing]

K I T S
We will not bow, we will break!
{Barkkit} {Mintkit} {Archkit}

We will not bow,
We will not break,
We will shut the world away.

And we'll survive,
Half alive,
We have lost the will to change!

The kits whined, but Mintkit just sat there. "W-what is going on?" He whimpered, looking at the tom and she-cat with large, fearful eyes. Barkkit was beside him purring from stress and Archkit was over with the other, whining furiously.

[Keriae]

B r e e z e f l o w e r
Leaning forwards, she rasped her rough tongue over his forehead. "Hush, Thistlekit. Both me and Seadragon are here to keep you safe. Your mother will be here soon." She whispered, trying to calm him. A scared kit was a worried kit, and a worried kit wasn't good.

[zoketi.]

ѕρяυcєραω
• she-cat | med cat apprentice | 7 moons | in camp | with Moonshade •

Sprucepaw supported Moonshade carefully. "To the moorland." She told the dark tabby she-cat, starting to walk slowly forward alongside her. She flicked her tail for Deathrage to help, and made her way ever so slowly out of the medicine cats' den. A tremor of panic raced through her. How would they ever get there fast enough? She swallowed her fear and concentrated on moving with Moonshade, taking one gentle step at a time to let the injured warrior stay safe.

[Tamagod.]

:: D U C K P O N D ::
:: QUACK QUACK QUACK QUACK QUACK QUACK ::

:: SEVENTY MOONS ::
:: RELAXED ::
:: M E D I C I N E C A T ::
:: HOPEFUL ::
:: QUACK ::

Duckpond raised his head at the entrance of another, cursing his luck. "Fine, Fine. Let's see how we can do this." Duckpond grabbed the scruff of the kits neck, elevating the kitten so that he hung in the air. He was glad that the kitten was small and therefore, can be carried as such; but he shouldn't stay in the air for too long. "Mmf, mmf, mmf!" Duckpond grumbled out as much as he could before darting out of his den. He needed to get to the moorland! "mmmf!" Duckpond proceeded to carefully, but swiftly march forth. Glancing back once in worry over his apprentice and his patient. He was sure Deathrage would be of help.

((*doesn't know if she's doing the correct thing* By the way, how does one go about fixing shattered bones?))

[moreponiesneeded]

((I'm sorry, but recap?))