Sweetnesd of Lilac [open, lullaby]

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  • Conepaw's favorite cats were mollies, queens, and kits. No offense, but pretending to be a big strong tom was a pain. He liked flowers, kits, silly songs, and talking about feelings. That being said, he was a nursery fly. He buzzed in to help when he could. Rebuilding the nursery? Sure. Redoing nests? No problem. Kitsitting? Absolutely! That's why when an npc queen got restless, he was the first cat she called to.


    "Conepaw, my little ones need to head off to bed. Could you keep them there while I go stretch my legs?"


    How could he say no? She looked like she was begging. Now Conepaw was nuzzled around kits. They whined wordlessly, needing to go to bed. So Conepaw pulled the best trick he knew. Singing. His voice was youthful, carrying a melodic coo that calmed the kits wailing. He kept them tucked in his warm fur, while they sank into his notes and drifted. He felt okay. He felt like he was doing good. The kits yawned sleepily, eyes disappearing under their lids. A song so sweet it could rot your teeth. Conepaw smiled, watching the kits sleep as the end of the song came. He was delighted.


  • some kits are resistant to the crafty ploys of the older cats. kits like little stormy. since shybloom's passing, there have been many a creature who attempt to offer their condolences or make her feel all warm and fuzzy. it doesn't work. well, it works, but stromkit resists to be moved by it so vehemently that it does not show. yes, she loves receiving love and affection, yada yada yada, but the youth is committed to being strong. she will heal by herself, she will take care of mistkit by herself, and she will do it all without the support of others. starclan determined that there would be no parental figures in her life, and by the stars, stormy is determined to keep it that way.


    that being said, there's nothing wrong with offering up a compliment or two. "you have a pretty singing voice," she says, peering at conepaw with deep aqua eyes. this is one of the rare occasions in which she is actually within the nursery and not out causing trouble. "'can't believe it actually puts them to sleep, though." she looks towards the younger kits curiously, wondering if her mum might have sung her and misty to sleep before...well, before shybloom died.