Kits of the Soul [Soulkeeper's kitting]

Ooc; ok time skip to their eye opening days

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Soulkeeper had spent many days in the den, it was starting to get dreary but her kits kept her spirits up, though sometimes they were exosting! The kis were getting older and older, stronger and stronger and with that came energy. Thank goodness Nightwing, the black and white windclan warrior, had decided to aid the white queen, at least until her mate returned.

"Well look at that." Soulkeeper purred bumping her little bark blue kit's head with her nose, "You've got such deep and knowing eyes." She praised it was kind of nice to know her kit could se her now, he always knew she was there but now, now she was really there.

Soulkeeper could barely muffle her giggle it was a funny question as a trained cat would naturally know this, since they used their noses, but as a kit she didn't expect him to know, not fully at least, "Of course i am." she said licking her rough pink tungue over the kit's head.

"That's alright little one, it's your first glimps of the world, i understand." Soulkeeper purred softly lowing her head to be eye level with the kit.

"Godkit!" Soulkeeper nealy choked up her heart until she realised the colision was little more than a scrape on the kit's head, oh thank Starclan he was ok, she couldn't imagin dragging this bunch to the med. cat den and trying to get them to behave there!

Her panic subsiding she turned her pretty green eyes to the little white kit, a kit that looked a lot like she did actually. "Dreamkit, there's nothing to fear now, open your eyes little one, come and greet your siblings."

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As he did everyday a long, tall and thin tom padded into the nursery, it was Nightwing, he was coming back from a training session with his apprentice: Tumblepaw, a sweet little sandy-colored kit with blue eyes. They'd been gone for a few days, off at the moonstone so the tom was suprised to see the kits with their eyes open. A pang of sadness hit him though, their father had missed these presious moments.

"That's a wall little one." Soulkeeper giggled at the kit's unknowning look of blink hatred for the only thing that had kept him warn this leaf-fall. It was cute, in an inocently ungrateful way. "Why thank you." she added when the kit complemented her, his moods changed fast, but with a father like his it was to be expected.

A moment passed and the kit began asking about blood, a sour subject for something so young, "It's blood little one." she meowed sollemly, "But you'll learn more about that as you live." she added in a lighter voice, hoping to divert the subject, "And don't poke that, you'll only hurt yourself more."

Soulkeeper sighed, kits seemed to have to learn the hard way, but it was nice that Nightwing was there, Godkit espesially seemed to like him. A father figure where there was no other, she guessed.

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"Why thank you young prince." Nightwing purred in his dark black-velvate voice. His mossy green eyes watching the little blue tabby as he skidd to a halt. He was getting a hang of his feet now, he'd have a good foot-hold as an apprentice, unlike his current apprentice. Not that Tumblepaw would be a bad warrior, he wouldn't, he'd make a great warrior soon enough.

"Yes it is love." soulkeeper replied loweriong her head to lick Darkkit's forhead, "But you'll be big too one day, with paws like that you'll be bigger than anyother." She meowed sweetly, nudging him, trying to encourage him to at least try his legs.