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[ ic ] looking at the motionless body, the tomcat felt a tear rolling down his face. militarykit's usual stone hard expression was melted, and he fixed his gaze on his mother's body. he knew what was happening, even if the kitten didn't like it. the tidalclanner was smart, but with intelligence comes knowledge that you don't always want to know. the dead body was tearing the tuxedo apart, but he'd only let the tear show it.
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[ ic ] militarykit padded over, while settling his blue eyes on clamatis.
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[ ic ] trotting up, even if he was a little late, militarykit knew exactly what was happening. "if it's not to late, i would like to join." the tuxedo tomcat meowed quickly, gazing aimlessly at velocitynight. -
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[ ic ] he'd never been a big fan on games, so the tuxedo just padded over, raising a nonexistent eyebrow? fox and geese? sounded like a hunting recipe. militarykit shook his head at the others, amazed at how careless they could be. "i'll just watch thank you." the kitten meowed roughly, eyeing the others. -
[sup]character name: militarykit
character gender: male
character sexuality: heterosexual
muse for character: 7/10
rank: royal kitten
short appearance description: black with white and blue eyes
short personality description: cold, serious, strict, doesn't let people in easily
other important info: ummmm... it would take him awhile to make friends and would make enemies easier.
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[b]this character is open for:rape - catnip litters - short term love -long term love- consensual litters -kidnapping- possession - death -crushes- one night stands - apprentices - mentors - adoptive family members (please specify which members)- friends - enemies -
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[ ic ] even if he was a kit, the tomcat was more a an adult than a kitten. trotting over, the tuxedo tom looked up at the blue tabby. militarykit knew he'd lose, but still, it was worth a shot. after all, it would help when it came time for him to be apprenticed. -
flo, strongkit and militarykit thread?
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[ ic ] looking down at his sister struggling, the kitten wrapped his tail around her. poor strongkit, she had such a fragile attitude. militarykit felt it was his duty to protect her, like a big brother would. "it'll be okay." he whispered, then shifting is blue gaze to the lilac point. -
аgawin and militarykit thread?
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[ ic ] seeing his sister walk out of the nursery, militarykit got up and followed her. he'd been awake very early and went for a jog, but ended up in back were he started. it was all because the tomcat knew how fragile his sister was, and he wanted to be the big brother that watched over her. trotting up, the kitten nuzzled the point. "nightmares? and you haven't told me yet?" militarykit asked, tilting his head. the little kitten was his only sweet side, and normally he'd be solemn and not ask any questions. but this was her, and he had to protect the sweet little she-cat. -
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[ ic ] seeing that his sister might be coming, the over protective brother trotted after her. even if the were kits, the tomcat was full-grown in his mind. he was the mature one, and found himself often hovering around strongkit. "and would you mind if i come?" militarykit meowed in his low, scratchy voice. -
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[ ic ] "hey guys." mil meowed, looking at the others. he wasn't wearing a smile, just a solemn expression. a flat face. until he caught the eyes of strongkit, and gave her an affectionate smile. -
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[ ic ] he had been taking a norm to watching over his sister. well, he considered her younger, but psychically they were the same age. the full grown tomcat in the mind fond that he was the only one to protect her. but of course, their was the whole clan. but, militarykit found he was the only one. yawning the kitten gazed around, shifting his cold blue gaze everywhere. -
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[ ic ] militarykit had been taking his jog, when he heard the cry of a voice. then hearing his sister's voice, he looked padded over. strongkit had called his mother's name. "just to be clear, i was on a jog first." the tuxedo meowed quietly to strongkit. then shifting his sort-of-confused gaze to springkit, he tilted his head. wait... didn't the tabby have different colored eyes? "what do you mean, orangeblossom? why made you say mom's name" he then asked the lilac point. -
militarykit was there, watching with confusion.
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[ ic ] his blue gaze shown icy as he looked around the second floor. starclan, this was boring. maybe he'd take a run. yeah, that might help militarykit get in more control of his emotions. and the fact that it would get him in good shape, would be nice. hmm.. maybe he'd find someone to go with him. looking around, he shook his head before padding down the stairs to the entrance. -