WE'RE DONE HERE -- o, "speed dating"

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    I'D RIP MY WORLD DOWN


    There was not much she could do with a broken leg. It was difficult to move, to just walk around. It left the kitten feeling bored most of her time, her day spent by watching the other kittens play, the warriors and apprentices returning with food. She hated feeling the seconds tick by, and eventually, nearing the middle of the day, the child gets up. The black smoke hobbles out of the nursery. She simply hopes her idea is good. She has seen kittens she does not know, and apprentices and warriors she does not speak to. This would help ease that. "Why don't we get to know each other? Make two lines of cats, facing each other. One will move after introducing, and the other stays. This way, we can learn more about each other!" Her voice calls out. Great StarClan, she hoped this at least killed time.

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    Okay, that was a pretty good idea. Tempestpaw approached Miraclekit and nodded to the little girl in a friendly manner, taking a place at the front of one of the lines. Miraclekit couldn't leave camp because of her leg, and since Tempestpaw considered the younger RiverClanner a friend, she wanted to interact with the kit as much as she could.


    "Like this?" The scarred she-cat meowed warmly.


    Aw shit, was Sealpaw's first thought. Underneath his facade of a real slick guy, Sealpaw was actually just a shy one. He pondered for a minute, not sure if he should partake before he sighed. It would be a good way to meet his clanmates. Fuuccck. Sealpaw was kind of pissed as he made his decision, (the right decision though, he knew) his social anxiety gripping him as he approached the two mollies. He listened to her directions, chocolate ears swiveling. Who was this kit giving out these instructions, he thought, bemused. Sealpaw let a faint smile grace his features as he neared the two. He sat his rump down at the other front of the line, his shyness beaming through momentarily as he did so before Sealpaw painted over it with a composed exterior.

    tags ✦ ✧ ✦ If he could, Shrikecall would spend all his time with Miraclekit while she recovered, keeping her happy and entertained. Realistically, he couldn't manage that, and although he devoted a portion of his free time to her, he didn't spend all of it glued to her side. Still, he was more than happy to get involved in what he first thought would be a simple kit game, but was quickly revealed to be more than that. The tom's eyes lightened as he watched his clanmates surround the girl. It was an awfully clever idea for such a little kid. Approaching, he aimed to nuzzle the smaller black smoke, offering Mira a warm smile. "That's a good idea, darling. I think everyone will enjoy it." The majority of the clan probably knew each others' names, but not necessarily much more than that. Rising, he took a seat besides Sealpaw.

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    Sunpaw trotted over like a show - pony, excited with the kit's idea. "Hey Temmy!" she purred as she neared her sister, taking a seat right beside her. Fawn tabby fur brushed against dark tabbied fur as Sunpaw nuzzled her lightly, she hadn't spent a minute with her sister for a while, only sleeping beside her at night in the apprentice den. Sunpaw eyed the toms before nudging her sister as if to say, they're kinda cute. Sunpaw beamed, excited to take part in the activity as she eyed the two unfamiliar toms.



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    Rootlegs ears twitched to the murmurs of his fellow clanmates. Looking in their direction, he noticed to rows forming and the cats all praising Miraclekit for he interesting idea. Rootlegs narrowed his gaze at the lines and counted. The were not even. The brown point tom rose to all fours and made his way over to the group. He found himself sitting on the row with one less cat, actually very lost. Lightly tapping his paws three times he spoke, "erm what am I suppose to be doing?"

    Chase found himself asleep at the moment, large paws spread out in front of him as he allowed the gentle breeze to carry the sounds of his slumber overhead. He looked as if he'd been flattened out by a Thunderpath monster by the way his body seemed to stretch on forever, tail blowing softly in the current of life. Little did he know his resting spot was rather close to this so called 'speed dating' event, luckily for him he'd already brought the best date of all: a good nap.


    [ feel free to interact with this sleeping giant. c: ]

    Dunekit






    Dunekit was awful with emotions.

    They were confusing and ridiculous and complicated. He stayed away from them to the best of his ability.


    Especially love. Love was.. a weak emotion. It made cats vulnerable. And Dunekit couldn’t afford to get hurt or become any more vulnerable than he already was. Emotionally speaking.


    But he’d play a little game. And he didn’t really need to feel any actuall emotions. He could slap a lazy smile onto his maw and pretend. Yeah. That sounded alright. Besides, he was fine with small talk. Real talk was the only thing he had a problem with.


    Yawning, he smoothly sat down, making a show of his casual entrance, a relaxed expression sitting on his face. See? He looked fine. Nobody needed to see the real him. They could see chill, relaxed, cool Dune. Not panic-attack, anxious, sad Dune. Nobody needed to see that ugly mess.


    “Seems fun” the fawn male yawned, glancing at Chasingpaw, who also seemed tired. Either that or just lethargic.









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    Fallowpaw and Vixenkit had been playing not too far away when they heard Miraclekit call out for the two groups. "Oh! I wanna play too!" Vixenkit meowed as she jumped to her paws and bounded over, sitting across from Rootlegs. "Fallowpaw come on!" The light brown apprentice looked unsure before sighing in defeat and moving to sit beside her black-furred sister and right across from Sealpaw. She offered him a friendly smile, "Kind of a weird game huh?" her meow was much softer then her sisters.

    As the little kit sat on front of the lanky tom, a soft smile grew. Her pelt was a mess from playing with Fallowpaw. Fallowpaw. He looked over to the apprentice, emerald eyes beaming with curiosity. "That's your sister right?" The young warrior asked the kit, "what game were you two just playing?" He knew the 'speed dating' hadn't started but he didn't wish to sit their quietly so he tried to save his questions about Vixenkit.

    "Yup!" Vixenkit seemed to beam with pride, "She was teaching me the hunting crouch she learned the other day and was helping me catch a leaf."


    Fallowpaw heard her sister speak and turned her head to look at who she was talking too. She recognized the warrior from mutual patrols and she offered Rootlegs and grateful yet apologetic. Rootleg was going to be talking for a while if Vixenkit got her way

    beekit twitched his ears back at the s ok under of this. it sounded weird, and as much as he wanted to join to make miraclekit happy, he just couldn't. he didnt want anyone to have to see the burden of his ugly face simply because they were playing some game. so, the kit held back in the nursery, watching with his blue eyes as his tail.tapped on the ground.

    "speech"

    "BE CAREFUL WITH ME" & TAGS

    Polypaw roused from her sleep in the apprentice's den at the sound of activity from her clanmates. She gave her pelt a good grooming, making sure that every hair was sleek and well groomed. The least she could do was try and look like a real RiverClan cat. "Oh hey, what's going on here?" The she-cat asks as she takes a seat outside the den, too nervous to sit with all of the other cats. Large groups made her feel small, made her feel nervous, she'd always been better off away from them when she was younger. Maybe that would change, she wouldn't have to be afraid anymore.