Posts by amorette nightray

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    Amorette had never been that hungry, so she was curious about how one kitten could eat so much. "Err...excuse me, miss? How are you so hungry?" The she-kit asked politely, tilting her head to one side. She knew that they had to save some of the fresh-kill for Leaf-bare, so eating that much wouldn't really help most of the cats in the clan. But what could Amorette do? She was only a five moon old kit.

    Amorette tilted her head to one side at what Hummingkit was doing. Her voice got weird, though, and Amorette felt the need to do the same thing. She got a balloon for herself, taking a deep breath and breathing in the helium. "Did it work?" she asked herself, sea green eyes blinking in confusion as she heard her own voice. Woah! She thought in excitement, glancing at Hummingkit. "My voice is weird too!" she squealed.

    Amorette had never seen two purple lights glowing right next to Skyfeather, and she had first thought that they were from Aiden. But Aiden was siting right next to Amorette, his violet eyes narrowed in confusion. Was this a spirit next to Skyfeather? Amorette blinked; she was only able to see one spirit, who was Aiden, so it was strange indeed. The young kitten kept quiet, though, making sure to stay near Aiden just in case.

    "Name and business, please?" The five moon old kitten stated, trying her best to look serious but there was an evident smile on her face. She felt so grown up already, even though she wasn't eve an apprentice.

    Amorette didn't say anything, she just hoped that it wasn't a demon that Aiden warned her about. She doubted that a demon would come to Thunderclan, though. The kitten looked away, pretending as if she didn't notice the strange she-cat. Maybe it was just an illusion.

    Amorette had just been taking a short walk and she stumbled upon Eveningpaw, with a kitten near him. Now, Amorette herself was a kitten but she acted way more mature than her age, which wasn't unusual but it wasn't normal either. "Who's this?" she asked, sea green gaze sweeping towards the kitten. An unusual scent clung to it and since Amorette had never been or scented Riverclan, she couldn't detect who it was.

    [ooc:] counting stars by one republic; click c:
    this is my subaccount.


    [ic:] Okay, now it was the solo. "Everything that kills me....makes me feel alive." Alfred quickly broke out into the chorus, the song playing in his head as he did so, "Lately, I've been, I've been losing sleep! Dreamin' about the things that we could be! But baby, I've been, I've been prayin' hard! Said no more counting dollars, we'll be counting stars!" He repeated the chorus once again, since it was sung twice before the next part of the song. Not a lot of people realized the difference in the two but Alfred's voice tone grew higher on the repeat of the chorus.

    Amorette paused as she watched from a distance, obviously choking back tears. She hated it when cats died, especially when kits were left motherless. Luckily, the young five moon old still had her mother. She didn't pad over, though, since she knew that she would start bawling right away. She'd rather not do that, thank you very much.

    The five moon old kitten had been strolling around the territory as usual and she found herself nearly stumbled upon the intruder. Shoulder fur slightly bristling, Amorette stood a few feet away from the she-cat but close enough so they could hear each other. "Excuse me miss, but do you need help?" Amorette asked in a soft voice, tilting her head to one side.

    [ooc:] no, she's a clan-born kit. c:


    [ic:] Amorette flinched in surprise but obeyed, padding up to the she-cat with light paws. "Yes, miss?" she asked, sitting down on the ground. The young five moon old wasn't sure what help she could be; she could always play with the kits and be their friend but she couldn't take care of them.