Posts by bottlerocket

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"Can I play?"
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Casting wary glances at the rock, he eventually diverted his entire attention onto the brown and white tabby, "I've been doing fine. Making friends and playing like all kits need to do. Photostar got mad at me when I snuck out of camp to get some mint though." It wasn't a secret so he didn't feel ashamed speaking of it. Most of the Clan knew now anyway that he had his hopes set on herbs rather than in claws. Perhaps it would change in due time but he wasn't so sure.
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"It's, ummm, good I guess? You get lots of food and they use fire not for destruction but for warmth. Pats and cuddles are also really fun as well." Letting a sigh, it made him miss his old life but if he abandoned his dream of being a wild-cat now then he would end up back in the same situation as before. "My mum was just horrible. We had to always be on our best behaviour, always look as prim and proper as possible and she would never play with us." Stupid pedigree mum. "That sucks that your dad is like that. I don't see what the problem is."
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[fancypost bgcolor=; background:url(http://i.imgur.com/bS5I61G.png); bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 420px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; width: 390px; font-size: 11px; color: #cfc6c4; font-family: arial; margin-top: -5pt;]Not needing the names of the cats here, Bottlekit found himself fit incredibly well into this niche and he bounded forwards to stand beside Bulletinboard. Probably the cat he knew the best in this group. Eyes shifting their gaze between her, Sheepherder and Cinderella, he waited for the opportunity to give his input. Kits had nothing interesting to say most of the time.
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"We hurt without moving.
We poison without touching.
We bear the truth and the lies.
We are not to be judged by our size.
What are we?"

Hopefully this would stump them, the chocolate kitten looked from cat to cat eagerly awaiting their answer.

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[fancypost bgcolor=; background:url(http://i.imgur.com/bS5I61G.png); bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 420px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; width: 390px; font-size: 11px; color: #cfc6c4; font-family: arial; margin-top: -5pt;]Listening intently to the meeting, his ear flicked sideways as Andromedakit spoke and he turned his head to look at her. A warm smile spread across his face and he nodded vigorously, "Sure! I don't see why not." Scooting over to make some more room for her, Bottlekit listened as they discussed kits. That concerned him but he didn't have anything to input. Bottlekit listened to the apprentices complaining about not getting a high position and he frowned slightly. "Can't the apprentices just wait to become warriors before they're promoted? It would be kind of unfair and pointless to make a rank just for apprentices only to have them become warriors and lose said rank."
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[fancypost bgcolor=; background:url(http://i.imgur.com/bS5I61G.png); bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 420px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; width: 390px; font-size: 11px; color: #cfc6c4; font-family: arial; margin-top: -5pt;]Oh right. So basically what the job of a warrior was all the time. That was why he disliked the system they had going on here. You either had to fight, or you had to fight. With a slim chance of going into herbs should the medicine cat like you. Bottlekit let out a sigh and nodded, "I understand." If only there was another career path that was open for participating. Maybe he would speak to Photostar about it when he did become an apprentice.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; background:url(http://i.imgur.com/bS5I61G.png); bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 420px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; width: 390px; font-size: 11px; color: #cfc6c4; font-family: arial; margin-top: -5pt;]Each day went past and each moment he learned something different about the way things functioned within RiverClan. Not everything about being a warrior was glamorous and he was struggling to decide where he wanted to be when he was an apprentice. This was probably the biggest life decision he could have at the moment. A three moon old kitten shouldn't have these issues but he did and it really sucked. Bottlekit sighed and sat in the middle of camp, half-heartedly hitting a mossball around. The previous spunk, cheerfulness and attitude had drained from him as this conundrum had him all tied up.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; background:url(http://i.imgur.com/bS5I61G.png); bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 420px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; width: 390px; font-size: 11px; color: #cfc6c4; font-family: arial; margin-top: -5pt;]Alright, he had decided that today would be the day he snuck out. Yeah. He was going to do it. In the back of the nursery, he took three deep breaths as he stared at the hole that was used for sneaking out. Spiderkit had used it before and her scent hung all around it and he narrowed his eyes as he calculated how much energy he would need to push through the tiny thing. Bottlekit had previously used another one on the other side of camp near the apprentices den which was a lot larger, but this one suited as well.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; background:url(http://i.imgur.com/bS5I61G.png); bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 420px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; width: 390px; font-size: 11px; color: #cfc6c4; font-family: arial; margin-top: -5pt;]Surprise registered across his face and he glanced from Waningkit to the hole and he fumbled over his words, "N-no! I would never do that." But it was obvious he was going to and he flushed hard under his fur. It felt so wrong because he had promised Photostar he wouldn't and now he was deliberately disobeying the leader of RiverClan. Defeated, Bottlekit let out a sigh and slumped to the ground, "I would be Photostar made me promise I wouldn't. I don't want to get my apprenticeship held back."
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ic; Having accomplished his goal, the kitten beamed in pride and sat back on his haunches eyes locked onto the other kitten, "Hiya!! I'm Bottlekit!" A broad grin was plastered on his face and his unwavering enthusiasm was rolling off him in waves. It was always good to surprise attack another kit! Just like Spiderkit had done to him, so he was only learning from the best.
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