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ic; Oh damn. Oh damn. She hadn't meant to travel this far, but of course her legs had dragged her out all the way to the border line. When playing hide & seek, the daughter of the Shadowclan Deputy had only meant to go directly outside of the camp, not all the way to the friggin border line! Dear Starclan, if she got caught her parents would be so pissed. The tortie smoke patched with white she-kit frowned at the thought of her parents catching her, they're faces crossed with rage for she had disobeyed one of their number one rules. Her mother hadn't want her to leave the nursery, let alone the camp.
Flicking on ear, the feline slumped her rump down on the ground, her baby blue optics scanning the area to make sure no one else was around. Sighing in part relief, part panic, the three moon old she-kit had a choice. Stay put and risk being caught, or run back to camp and risk being caught. Either way wasn't going to be a win win, because the likelihood of her getting back to the nursery unseen was very slim. Deciding to stay put, Skykit looked out over the border line at the forestry ahead. Only 10% of the pines remained in the Shadowclan territory, thanks to that damn meteor, but on the other side... It was like their old home all over again. Pure gorgeous.
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mother; pictureperfect
father; trackerjacker
grandmothers; wildfire & beadedstar
grandfathers; irony & frogsplash[/fancypost]
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ic; Hearing the voice, the feline felt her heart stop beating. Oh she was so dead. Not knowing that this feline was a Sunclanner, the she-kit made up her mind to reveal herself. Standing up now, the pretty she-cat took a step out of the underbrush that she had been sitting by. "I am," she declared, her voice completely steady even though her heart was now racing. Sky knew that there was no way out of getting in trouble, well perhaps if she used her little innocent look, but the tortie smoke with white knew she had to get into trouble to 'learn'. The strong she-kit, born a leader, peered around the area to find another feline around her age. Her lips curled slightly upwards into a smile as she knew the feline probably wouldn't rat her out.
"Hey," she called, a friendly expression etched onto her warm façade.
tags; jackkit
mother; pictureperfect
father; trackerjacker
grandmothers; wildfire & beadedstar
grandfathers; irony & frogsplash[/fancypost]
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ic; Eat him? Dangerous? Took away his mother's friends? Take away his friends? Oh the poor thing, the tortie smoke patched white feline felt her heart crush at his questions. Part of her despised how so many mammals assumed Shadowclan was an anti-clan and that they were as murderous as the gory Bloodclan. The other half of her knew that at times, those mammals were right. Shadowclan was like the Batman character Two-Face, depending on their leader they switched back and fro from pro to anti. It was similar to Sunclan, right? Taking a small step forward, a gentle smile on her maw, the Shadowclanner shook her head gingerly. "No no, I would never eat you or take your friends away. I'm not like that. I'm Skykit, what's your name?"
tags; jackkit
mother; pictureperfect
father; trackerjacker
grandmothers; wildfire & beadedstar
grandfathers; irony & frogsplash[/fancypost]
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ic; Oh how she loved her sister's cheekiness. A wide grin overtook her gorgeous face as she eagerly nodded, not bothering to check if her mother was watching. Watching Kiss leap out of the nursery, Skykit's baby blue optics sparkled in the dawn sunlight as her sister pranced around. "Comin' Kiss," she replied with a giggle before bounding after her litter-mate. From the moment the two were born, anyone who saw them together knew they would be tight. Those two sisters would be like two peas in a pod, joined together by the shoulder. They'd always be close, forever and always.
"We should totally play a game," the tortie smoke white patched she-kit suggested, a challenging smirk crossing her face as she spoke.
tags; kissingkit
mother; pictureperfect
father; trackerjacker
grandmothers; wildfire & beadedstar
grandfathers; irony & frogsplash[/fancypost]
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ic; "No. No. No no no! Leave me alone!" The eagle swooped down toward her once again, it's claws sharper than the canines' fangs at the two-leg places scrapping against her back as she attempted to escape the winged creature. Fear flooded into her as well as agonizing pain as blood began to run down her tortie smoke patched back. The scarlet hue raced down her flanks and began to drip puddles on the camp floor.
"Please," the she-kit begged, crawling deeper into the warrior's den. Her baby azure optics were trained on the open roof above as the eagle circled over her. It's dark, black, beady gaze was trained on her as it shot down once again. Preparing for death, the daughter of Pictureperfect and Trackerjacker shut her eyes saying a last minute pray when a cool breeze slammed into her chest.
Opening her eyes, the she-kit found that she was tightly curled up against her mother's warm belly. Her heart was racing a million beats per second and slowly, but surely, the she-kit removed her tiny from her nose to see out into the nursery. Letting out a relieved sigh, Skykit realized that it had only been a nightmare. Lately, all her dreams had been were nightmares... Horrible ones, where at the last second possible before whatever it was killed her, she'd awake. It was horrifying and the tortie smoke white patched kit didn't know how much more she could take.
Looking out the entrance of the nursery, Sky realized that it was still night. Great. Despite wanting to stay by her mother, the feline knew that she would doze off if she stayed there. Better off wander around the camp for a bit instead of having another nightmare. Rising to her aching paws, the lithe creature nimbly padded out into the center of the camp. Looking to see if she could see the guard at the mouth of the camp, Sky found no mammal in her eyesight. Good. She wanted to be alone and she didn't want questions. She hadn't spoke a word to any soul about her nightmares, and that was the way she wanted to keep it.
tags; -
mother; pictureperfect
father; trackerjacker
grandmothers; wildfire & beadedstar
grandfathers; irony & frogsplash[/fancypost]
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ic; The she-kit was forbidden to exit the camp, but being who she was, she disobeyed her mother and father and went away. Her gorgeous tortie smoke white patched pelt was perfectly smoothed on her lithe figure, recently groomed by her mother. Being the daughter of Pictureperfect could be pretty damn hard at times, especially when her mother had other duties and left the nursery. The two moon old kit curiously padded up toward the group, baby blue eyes trained on the creature. The poor thing looked terribly harmed and as if he was in an immense amount of pain. Skykit wrinkled her nose slightly as she studied his fur. The wounds looked nasty and especially since fur wasn't growing over it. The poor thing.
"What's happening," she questioned. Surprisingly, her voice remained strong and steady. Even though her gut was telling her to turn and run back to her mother, the little femme knew she had to stay here and help this poor fellow.
tags; fruitbeetle, snowpaw, end phoenix, danipaw, violetpaw
mother; pictureperfect
father; trackerjacker
grandmothers; wildfire & beadedstar
grandfathers; irony & frogsplash[/fancypost]
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ic; Oh poop. She was caught red-handed. The tortie smoke white patches she-kit looked up at her mother with innocent ice blue optics that begged fore her forgiveness. "I'm so sorry mommy! I just... I wanted to help," the feline mewed, her voice choking up with emotion as she cast another glance in the direction of the ill creature. For a two moon old kit, Skykit had a pretty good dictation, which she was quite proud of.
Still staring at her mother, concern flashing through her eyes, the she-kit knew that Pictureperfect and her were due for a 'conversation' after her mother and Snowpaw took care of this loner.
[b]tags; pictureperfect, fruitbeetle, snowpaw, end phoenix, danipaw, violetpaw
mother; pictureperfect
father; trackerjacker
grandmothers; wildfire & beadedstar
grandfathers; irony & frogsplash[/fancypost]
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ic; The feline flinched backwards as the tom made the gurgling noises, his face a mask of pain. Dear Starclan, he looked like a zombie! The tortie smoke white patched she-kit urged the want to tuck her face into her mother's fur to keep from looking at the sight away as she forced herself to remain absolutely still. "Snowpaw? Is there a cure?" Skykit asked, her voice now unable to stay steady. The kit didn't fully understand what was going on, but she knew the medicine cat apprentice knew very well what was happening and this frightened her the most as Snowpaw wasn't sharing anything to the public... At least for now.
tags; pictureperfect, fruitbeetle, snowpaw, end phoenix, danipaw, violetpaw
mother; pictureperfect
father; trackerjacker
grandmothers; wildfire & beadedstar
grandfathers; irony & frogsplash[/fancypost]
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ic; The tortie smoke white patched feline nodded her head, determination flashing through her baby blue gaze as she turned toward End Phoenix. "Wait up!" The she-kit called after the tom as she pounded after him, deciding that he would be the one to come with her. Her tiny stubby legs weren't the best for running, and thus she lagged behind him quite a good amount of feet. "Endy!" She called, hoping that he would slow the pace. She didn't want to get lost in Shadowclan territory with the poor, infected feline out there.
tags; pictureperfect, fruitbeetle, snowpaw, end phoenix, danipaw, violetpaw
mother; pictureperfect
father; trackerjacker
grandmothers; wildfire & beadedstar
grandfathers; irony & frogsplash[/fancypost]
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ic; The friendly grin upon the femme's pretty façade stayed plastered to her face as she too took a seat back on her haunches. Her dictation was surprisingly like an apprentice's... which was odd since she was only a moon older than the tom before her. "No, I'm from Shadowclan. This is our side of the border. I'm Skykit."
tags; jackkit
mother; pictureperfect
father; trackerjacker
grandmothers; wildfire & beadedstar
grandfathers; irony & frogsplash[/fancypost]
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ic; The tortie smoke white patched pursed her lips as she thought about the question. "Hmm, I dunno... Moss-ball?" As if she could read her sister's mind, the she-kit added, "Kiss... Momma has forbid us to go outside the camp." For a two moon old she-kit, Sky certainly had good dictation.
tags; kissingkit
mother; pictureperfect
father; trackerjacker
grandmothers; wildfire & beadedstar
grandfathers; irony & frogsplash[/fancypost]
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ic; "Mom-" the kit skidded to a halt, watching desperately as Weaselpaw became infected. How were they to destroy this poor felines? I mean, if you touched them you'd become infected, and you can just continue to prod them with a stick. The tortie smoke white patched kit knew that her mother had asked for her and End Phoenix to go back to the camp and get help, but she couldn't have her clan-mates destroyed one by one. Skykit wasn't one to flee from a sight, especially if her clanmates needed help. A low growl rumbled in her throat as the daughter of Pictureperfect and Trackerjacker changed direction, darting off toward the infected ones.
Though the femme was small, she knew what to do. Seeing that Casinopaw was currently in a bad state of being potentially infect, the kit aimed for him. "Run," she screamed as she aimed to charge into the apprentice with all her might in hopes that she would jolt him back to reality.
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mother; pictureperfect
father; trackerjacker
grandmothers; wildfire & beadedstar
grandfathers; irony & frogsplash[/fancypost]
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ic; The tortie smoke white patched feline lept into the air, batting the perfectly created moss-ball right back at her sister. "Of course Kiss, y'know you can always trust me," she said with a wink, a laugh echoing out of her mouth after the she did the gesture. Waiting for the object to return to her, Skykit tuned her ears in to hear exactly what her sister had to say.
tags; -
mother; pictureperfect
father; trackerjacker
grandmothers; wildfire & beadedstar
grandfathers; irony & frogsplash[/fancypost]
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ic; The femme smiled warmly at the kit as he introduced himself as Jackkit of Sunclan. "Sunclan... Interesting. How do you like that place?" She was just trying to be polite and make little talk while she was out here by the border. I mean, sure he was an outsider, but he hadn't trespassed yet, and thus that didn't make him an enemy... Well you know what I mean.
tags; jackkit
mother; pictureperfect
father; trackerjacker
grandmothers; wildfire & beadedstar
grandfathers; irony & frogsplash[/fancypost]
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ic; Swagmasters? Interesting names indeed. The tortie smoke white patched feline gingerly treaded up to her mother, taking a seat next to the deputy. Baby azure optics intently looked up at the snow leopard as she awaited any other more news. She had been there when the infected feline had come into Shadowclan's territory and she had watched it turn Weaslepaw in a matter of seconds. Just the memory was enough to send sharp chills down her spine. Shuffling closer to Pictureperfect, Skykit murmured something along the lines of 'congrats guys' before shutting her eyes, burying her nose into her mother's fur.
tags; -
mother; pictureperfect
father; trackerjacker
grandmothers; wildfire & beadedstar
grandfathers; irony & frogsplash[/fancypost]
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ic; "It doesn't get much better in Shadowclan. It's simply perfect," she replied with a warm purr before momentarily shutting her ice blue optics.
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tags; -
mother; pictureperfect
father; trackerjacker
grandmothers; wildfire & beadedstar
grandfathers; irony & frogsplash[/fancypost]
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ic; As her sister mentioned having a crush, the tortie smoke white patched lithe feline felt as if her heart had just been staked. Crush? At this age? The little beaut had been warned multiple times about toms and their filthy tricks to 'get into your pants' and then break your heart within a matter of seconds afterwards. She couldn't, she wouldn't, have her twin be destroyed that easily. No no no nope! No happening, not now, not ever. The determined femme would find out who the 'tom' was and oh she'd be having a pleasant chat with him. Not showing any of her inner thoughts, Skykit felt a wide smile etch onto her pretty façade.
"Really?" She questioned, her voice perfectly steady and warm while she batted the moss-ball right back at her sister. "Oh I'm sure mom and dad won't mind that. As long as he is a good tom who would make you a better person then I'm sure our parents won't mind!"
tags; kissingkit
mother; pictureperfect
father; trackerjacker
grandmothers; wildfire & beadedstar
grandfathers; irony & frogsplash
powers; possession by spirit, character bond [kissingkit][/fancypost]
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ic; She hadn't realized that someone had followed her out of the nursery until he spoke, scaring the life out of her. Fur bristling, hackles raised, and teeth bared, the tortie smoke white patched beauty whisked around to face her 'attacker' only to see that it was another kit. So she was a bit edgy, but who could blame her? After a nightmare like that, anyone would be like that. Letting her fur lie flat, sitting calmly down, Skykit's baby azure optics studied the ebony hued tom before her. "Sorry, I didn't mean to be hostile, I'm just a bit jumpy. Anyway I'm Skykit, and you are?"
tags; skykit
mother; pictureperfect
father; trackerjacker
grandmothers; wildfire & beadedstar
grandfathers; irony & frogsplash
powers; possession by spirit, character bond [kissingkit][/fancypost]
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Adam? Now where in the muffin did he get that name from Skykit? Nevertheless, the femme let the smile still hold onto her maw as she nodded her head. "That's cool, so why'd you follow me out here?" She said this in a friendly tone, not a hostile one, as curiosity got the better of her.
[rushed/mobile]