<blockquote>Shakingkit happily followed Frontline out of the nursery, and away from his life in SnowClan. He was ready to be a real cat.
{OOC- I'm just assuming that the kits are wanted in the new thread you posted, so I'm bringing Shakingkit there for now until I get a better idea of where you want him to go.</blockquote>
"Well..."Flyingkit mewed."Um...the elder's den!"And started padding towards it.
Comet flicked his tail as he passed Flareclaw coming out of the nursery. He followed Frontline and the kits, but said nothing.
OOC: He's going to the new thread.
Fallenkit ran after Shakingkit, real angruish in her voice now. "Shakingkit! Please don't leave me here! Think about Nightwing and Dovewhisper! I don't want to meet you in battle one day! You're my brother! We can't leave mother and father! Please tell me you're not thinking right!" she pleaded, running behind him.
Morningkit followed Fallenkit out. "Yes little brother! Stay with us! Don't leave! Dovewhisper wil be very sad and Nightwing....He'll probably have a breakdown!"
<blockquote>{OOC- dawnflight, Shakingkit's already gone. He's not coming back.}
Dovewhisper awoke to the sounds of a devastated camp. The thing she heard loudest of all were her kits, one hers by blood, the other through adoption, yelling for Shakingkit not to leave. Had he gone? Pulling herself slowly to her paws, she made her way out into the center of camp.
{OOC- She's leaving the thread.}</blockquote>
Blazingkit rushed off towards the rock pile. That was his strategy in this game: Hide where the cat that was 'it' already looked.
Lakekit flashed past Blazingkit's hiding place. She rushed into the apprentice's den and burrowed into some bedding, keeping sure to stick her nose out just a fraction of an inch so she could breathe.
Flyingkit padded behind the elder's den. She knew if she was found she could just duck into the den.
OOC: Hmm... I' not sure. I don't mind going past six moons, but I think the kit players should decide.
IC: Frozenpool continued to murmur soothing words to her beloved kits. They should be opening their eyes soon. A little rush of excitement passed through her, she imagined her kits beautiful eyes opening up, like flowers on a spring day. The feeling was soon replaced with sadness, she didn't want their first visions to be of this horrid fight going on around them. She sighed then continued to comfort her kits.
Sootkit stood in the middle of the camp. He sniffed the air and smelled the faint but recent scent of Lakekit, wafting from the apprentice's den.
Be prepared to be 'it', Lakekit! Sootkit thought. He raced into the den and sniffed under the bedding. His nose eventually touched a lump of fur, and Sootkit began to dig Lakekit out of the bedding.
"Got you, Lakekit!" Sootkit purred.
"Oh, darnit!" Lakekit said. "Now I'm 'it.'"
Flyingkit heard the sound of someone becoming it."wow that was fast"She thought.
Sootkit and Lakekit padded out of the apprentice's den.
"Blazingkit is in the rock pile." She said.
"But I looked there, already!" Sootkit exclaimed.
"He went there after you looked there. He figured you wouldn't look there again, and he was right!" She purred.
They stopped right in front of the pile.
"Sootkit found me, Blazingkit. You can come out now." Lakekit said.
Blazingkit padded out from the rock pile.
"Yay! I'm not it!" Blazingkit exclaimed.
"All right, let's go find Flyingkit." Sootkit said.
Flyingkit peeked out from her hiding place."Wow that was fast."She thought. She then remeberd what she had said."Need new place.. She thought. tree.
OOC: Six moons sounds okay to me. I really don't mind xD
IC:
Brightkit heard her mother's soothing words, and, on pure instinct, opened her eyes. Everything was slightly blurry, but has her vision began to clear, she stared at the world around her in wonder. Blinking, she looked up at her mother and mewed several times. Deciding that her mother was good, Brightkit snuggled up closer to her mother's side.
OOC: Since I didn't really want her first sights to be that of fighting, instead Brightkit noticed her mama first - aww *passes tissues* xD
The tortie she-cat was resting inside of the nursery. Her kits were suckliing at her teats. She purred as she yawned. The only good thing about being in the nursery was that it was always warm. Although the smell of milk never comforted her. Now the smell of dog helped her relaxed, but these cats would freak out if the nursery smelled of dog.
Duskmoon slid into the nursery for no reason at all. He had no one to visit or make pregnant, no love about to arrive here. He was just here. His pelt smelled of Snowclan but other than that none other than himself. He was a clan cat only by definition. He cared only for himself, feed only himself. "Why are you just sitting there?" The black smoke tom asked.
The ocean eyes washed over the black tom, then back to the outside world. "There are some answers you will never know. There are some you will get easy. This is one of those answers you must learn on your own." She mewed quietly. The tip of her tail slowly raised, then fell to the rhythem of her chest.
"Learn about you? Why would I care enough to?" Duskmoon knew he could tear the truth from her if he wanted to, if he cared to. But he cared for no one in Snowclan, had been given no reason to. "Recent death in the family?" Educated guess, Snowclan had been attacked four times recently, and there were bound to be deaths in result.
<blockquote>"Do you have a name?" Wildpaw asked sniffing his way towards the mysterious kit.</blockquote>
The splotched kit's eyes never left outside. "Names Shiroikit." She mewed softly, ignoring the eldest tom. No. She had not had a death in the family. Can't a kit just sit and watch quietly without others thinking there is something wrong with her? No, guess not.
"Good bye little lady." Duskmoon meowed. There was nothing interesting for him here, no reason to stay. He wasn't even going to be returning to Snowclan. There had never been reason for him to stay, this was old. His sister was old. It was time to make something of his life.