the rhythm of the night! | private, thrushstar

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify][size=8]As the sun began to descend under the horizon, the cats of SkyClan were getting ready for bed after a long day of work hunting and training in leaf-bare-- That is, except for young Gingerkit. He had no idea he was of BloodClan blood, and thus, didn't understand why the queens seemed not as attached to him as the other kits, though he shouldn't be complaining. For now he was using this to head out of the nursery. He didn't have plans to leave camp, but he had decided that sleep was overrated, and it would be much more fun to find something to do in the darkness of night.


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    / sorry for the late reply!!


    as she was getting her kittens ready for bed, thrushstar noticed a small orange heap of fur heading out of the nursery. "gingerkit?" she called, poking her nose out of the nursery. as much as she longed to return to sleeping in the leader's den up in the treetops, she loved her kittens more and preferred curling up next to them. besides, snowbloom, the only other queen, had seven of her own kittens to care for.


    "where are you going?" rescued from border with bloodclan, gingerkit was one of the less fortunate kittens of the clan. thrushstar tried to keep an eye on him when she could, but her own five kits were younger and demanded more of her attention.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify][size=8]Eyes of two different colors snapped back to Thrushstar as Gingerkit gave a quiet grumble once remembering that the leader for StarClan's sake was living temporarily within the confinements of the nursery. There went his plan. He really doubted Thrushstar would be willing to let him stay up late, especially when it was this frigid outside. "Um," He started, lashing his tail. "I wanted t' get started on... somethin'." Real convincing, Gingerkit.


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    thrushstar's long whiskers twitched at the ginger kit's response. "does that 'something' involve getting started on your training?" she asked in amusement, not understanding why he seemed so embarrassed. "because if it is, i could help you with that." she offered kindly. it was dangerous for a kit to leave the nursery confines this late, and thrushstar had already devised a plan to make him stay right where they were.
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