The Complete Misadventures of Blazekit! (Jump in!)

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    What should Blazekit's warrior name be? 16

    1. Blazefur (4) 25%
    2. Blazestreak (9) 56%
    3. Blazetail (2) 13%
    4. Blazeleap (0) 0%
    5. Other (PM me!) (1) 6%

    OOC: This is going to be funny. And there's a few cats needed... Friends, enemies, crush, siblings, mother, family... The list goes on and on.
    IC: Blazekit scampered out of the nursery with her 2 siblings (siblings needed) beside her. Her mother, (insert name here), followed them more slowly.

    Can I be a sibling?


    name:Gorsekit
    Gender:Male
    Looks: Black and white with black nose and blue eyes
    Other: the oldest of the three siblings??

    OOC: Accepted!
    IC: Blazekit darted up to Rushkit and Gorsekit when their mother had disappeared back into the nursery. "Wanna go on an adventure? Out of camp?" She knew that Rushkit, being a born adventurer, would agree immediately, but the red-with-ginger-and-gold-streaks she-kit wasn't sure about Gorsekit. Being the oldest of the triplets, he felt that he had to protect the younger two, especially Blazekit, since she was undersized.

    Gorsekit sighed. But, he was secretly excited for this opportunity. There weren't many times he could have fun AND not have to watch out for his siblings.
    "Sure." he meowed. "But we have to be careful. We can't get hurt or caught, or else we could get into huge trouble."

    Blazekit rolled her ice-blue eyes at Gorsekit. "You're such a worrywart. Come on - we'll be perfectly fine!" And with that, she bounded out of the camp entrance.

    Gorsekit looked at Blazekit. "Is that really a very good idea? Leaving camp was a risk but..." he trailed off, not knowing what to say."Oh, and don't call me a worrywart!" he playfully batted Blazekit's ears.

    Blazekit shook her older sibling off. "You ARE a worrywart! And don't panic - what could possibly go wrong?" She fell into a daydream. She tried to picture ThunderClan's lush forest, or RiverClan's wide, fish-rich river, or ShadowClan's vast, springy pine woods. "This is gonna be great!" She exclaimed ecstatically, again imagining the prey that could be caught in those contrasting territories, so different to WindClan's heathery hills. Fat mice and plump voles in ThunderClan, large squirrels and hard frogs in ShadowClan and juicy fish and busy water voles in RiverClan... this was going to be a blast!

    Blazekit nodded. "Good point. And then we'd be in heaps more trouble than we probably already are..." She shook her head to clear these thoughts. "Let's go!" She called, scenting the river and bounding toward it.