Ƭ ι м в ɛ я Ɔ ℓ α и .|. ACCEPTING

[ʞ ɔ ǝ ɹ ʍ d ı ʞ s]

((I love how everyone loves her!))

... f l i c k e r k i t ...

[ I've become what I can't be... ]

She turned to another kit that caught her attention. She nudged Archkit with her nose and pulled back, wrinkling it in disgust. "They smell funny," she complained.

[darĸнowl]

(( I do too. It's because she's so annoyingly amusing it's adorable! ))

[BlueNightEagle]

((Dragon do I have permission to start with Owl? If you already said accepted I didn't see the post meep))

[ʞ ɔ ǝ ɹ ʍ d ı ʞ s]

((Yeah u can :3))

[BlueNightEagle]

((Thankie~))

Owlkit
Rank: Kit; Location: With Applesong and his siblings in the nursery; Relationship status: Bit young for that
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Upon hearing someone besides his mother, and also his brother's small meow, the small, brown and white little tom's tail swished a little, having been woken up. He'd just managed to fall comfortably asleep, his little belly full of warm milk from nursing, and now whatever the creature that had come in was had disturbed him with her loudness. Owlkit wondered what it was, but his almond colored eyes were not yet opened and wouldn't be for a while, yet he still somehow managed to squirm over to Sootkit and seemed to end up between him and whatever had prodded him, almost defensive against the unknown object that he could not see.
Not that he had any idea what he could possibly do against the invisible annoyance, but he stayed next to and in front of his siblings none the less.

[moreponiesneeded]

Sootkit

Sootkit curled back up. Now that the danger had passed, he was happy once more. He never stopped to think it might come back, and relaxed. Moving away from Owlkit once more and returning to his placed spot. The small kit had a small nap, feeling utterly safe since his senses weren't too defined and he couldn't sense pretty much any thing except his mother. When Owlkit moved, Sootkit squirmed slightly, then settled down decideding he didn't care were he was. He returned to his nap.

[the timey thing]

Status; Scared, Curious
Hunger; Satisfied
Rank; Kit
Health; Newly born and doing quite well
Strength; Not to much strength, is quite small.
Crush/Mate; None/None

Δ я c н κ ι т
βαвʏ ʏσʋ αяɛ нσт 'и cσℓ∂..

Archkit squirmed, whining softly. The large, wet thing that nudged him flipped him to his back, being as fragile as he is. Squeaking constantly, the kit whined loudly.

[BlueNightEagle]

Owlkit
Rank: Kit; Location: With Applesong and his siblings in the nursery; Relationship status: Bit young for that
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At feeling his brother moving, followed by hearing him, Owlkit suddenly made an effort to stand up as straight as possible next to Archkit, and made a sound that almost was a hiss, only it was too high pitched and turned into a rather loud, but short cry. Shortly he ended up stumbling over, legs not strong enough to support him properly yet, but he had at least made it obvious that he did NOT approve of whatever this thing that was prodding and bothering his siblings was, and had tried to demand it go away as best he was able.

[zoketi.]

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• tom | warrior | 32 moons | in camp •

Raccoonstrike watched calmly as the kits stepped forwards, three excited young cats. He smiled faintly as he watched them, remembering with a pang of nostalgia his own apprentice ceremony. He jolted with surprise as his name was called--he would mentor Steampaw! He jumped to his paws, his fluffy tail upright as he approached the newest apprentices. Despite his sadness for Morningdove's death, he couldn't help but feel glowing pride blot out his other emotions. He smiled proudly as he touched noses with Steampaw, seeing the excitement in the young tom's eyes. "Oh, yes." He replied quietly, but with much force. "I'm very pleased to be your mentor--you show much promise of being a great warrior." He encouraged, letting out a little purr. He raised his head and gazed around the Clan, satisfied. His eyes met Desertbloom's, for some reason hoping to see admiration in them.

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• she-cat | med cat apprentice | 6.5 moons | in camp •

Sprucepaw blinked as she watched the ceremony. So many good things, with the new warriors and apprentices. And yet the horrible tragedy of Morningdove's murder. She shook her head slowly, and then stepped back into the den, drawing back her head. Sensing their was nothing else Spiderstar was going to say, she headed back to her duties. She watched as Moonshade and Duckpond spoke, hearing the she-cat's thanks. With a sigh, she slipped closer. "Anything I can do?" She murmured softly, staring at the ground. She felt almost guilty that she hadn't been set any work...she wanted desperately to help. It seemed so busy right now, she didn't want her mentor to do it all.

[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

A small, handsome brown tabby squirmed uncomfortably as he woke from his nap. He was hoping to sleep for a long while, since he didn't really sleep as well as his brothers and sisters the night before. He sighed. The two-moon old kit blinked in the gloom of the nursery, confused at why there seemed to be more cats in here. Ok. Well, more kits. He tipped his head to one side, and saw that his sister, Barkkit was awake too. "Hey Barkkit!" he squeaked.