Stopping by woods on a snowy evening [OPEN]

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    Snowykit wasn't exactly the most well-known cat out there. She enjoyed being the center of attention, no matter how kind she was, and this almost upset her. Almost. Being an eternal optimist had its ups and downs, of course.


    But, right now, the alabaster kitten was merely relaxing. She loved a conversation just as much as she loved a bit of tranquility.


    With a short sigh, half in relief and half in joy, the American Shorthair stretched out a bit before laying down in a sunny spot in camp.


    I don't care, but life's good.


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  • Seeing a lone kit across camp, the Tidal quickly chose a mouse from the fresh kill pile before heading in that direction. Arriving, she dipped her head in a greeting to the small kit. Settling down onto her stomach, Silverstrike considered the kit in front of her. "Hello there little one. I don't believe we've met. My name is Silverstrike."


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  • [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 350px;][justify][size=7pt]After having her litter, she'd been feeling lighter. Literally as well as figuratively. Clearly she was slowly spiraling into a world of darkness and loss, with Beth gone and her love for Akhenaten lost. She and Spottedpaw weren't really able to spark something more than the mutual agreement that they'd see each other, but Quinn wouldn't see Beth, and Spottedpaw wouldn't see the other kittens. Which had all take on Akhenaten's last name, as Quinn only wanted Beth to have it. The blonde hued femme was selfish that way. No no, don't get me wrong, she loved her kittens. A fierce love burned through her for them with every breathe she took. But, Beth was the one who was leaving. The emptiness in her that she'd be searching for in all the moons to come. If only one kitten got to keep her surname, it was to be her daughter. Her little Beth. The others? Akhenaten could give them his surname, but he sure as hell wasn't getting to involved with her kittens. He and Noma would turn them against her.


    Was she being paranoid? Paranoia had been haunting the she-cat's mind for quite some time in the recent days. It was just now that she was escaping it. Being trapped in the nursery with Akhenaten with her, it was killing her. He wasn't even related to them, but he believed so fiercely that he had rights to be their father figure. Well, actually, he didn't. And Quinn didn't want him in their lives, but what could she say? He'd antagonize her as he usually did, with Noma and the medical crew behind his back, shaming her even further because she'd only tried to protect him. Shaking her head, the eleven moon old queen blinked tears from her eyes, forcing them back. No more crying. There would be no more crying. She wasn't pregnant anymore. The hormones were back in balance, well near balance, but that meant that the daughter of Navyseal and Permafrost no longer held a logical explanation as to why she was crying so frequently. Which was probably for the better.


    With the scents of her clanmates whirling around her, Quinn was drawn from her own little world of thoughts, and back into reality. Reality, it annoyed her immensely. Maybe spending time with clanmates wouldn't be so bad? It would take the pressure off of her shoulders. Akhenaten was busy, and her kittens were sleeping with Navyseal to look over them for the rest of the day before she headed back to BloodClan. They could do without her for a little bit, right? She'd miss them horribly, but the new queen needed some time to unravel her thoughts and fears about the future, and fresh air would help. Trotting up to greet Snowykit and Silverstrike, Quinn dipped her head in a respectful greeting, before looking at each of her HawkClan clanmates in turn.


    "Hello."

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    the small kitten strode over with a completely new personality at the moment. of course she would act right in front of quinn. she was her mother and she would never act like a little brat to her family. raleigh beamed at her mother with a sweet smile, blinking her adorabke pale blue eyes at her. "hello mom." the blonde hued female must be feeling better after birthing her and her brothers after all it had been a month now. her blue optics landed on snowykit then at silverstrike, the kit was a familiar face but the silver cat was not. and rals didnt really feel she wanted to act all friendly towards them.

  • Greeting her friend Quinn with a dip of her head and a "hey". Silverstrike almost didn't notice the kitten that padded up to the group. Oh it was one of Quinn's little ones! She was so cute!


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  • [align=center][sup]What a cute little get together, all thanks to an attention seeking kitten. Weren't most youngsters like Snowykit? Oh kits. Shaking his head as a smile broadened across his tabby features, Mountainking took a seat beside his fellow Tidal as he allowed his eyes to tear away from his 'interesting paws'. "Hello. How are you all?" The question was simple but it was enough to satisfy his intentions.


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    Ah, so many people! But, Quinn's daughter, Raleigh, was there. The young, alabaster kitten really was no fan of her. She was just a snobby little piece of scum. And she was a total goody-two-shoes in front of her mother. Not really the foundations for a good friendship.


    But, everyone else seemed great. No angry glares or spits of hatred. She didn't really know a good deal of them, but no need to keep that the same.


    "Hello, everybody! I'm Snowykit!" Beaming, the bi-colored optics of the kitten scanned over everyone. Raleigh, Quinn, and two others whom she did not know. Eh, half was good by now.


    #Snowythegreat


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