Posts by Vanillaextract

[font=Georgia][color=white][size=8]Vanillakit looked up. "Oh, hi, I didn't see you there," she admitted, eyeing the tom curiously. Being that there were a lot of new kits she didn't know in this clan, she couldn't help but ask his name. "Who are you?"

[font=Georgia][color=white][size=8]The serval looked up, a trace of sadness still locked in her gaze. "Oh, no. I'm alright. Just thinking about ..touchy subjects." Vanillakit flinched a bit as her thoughts were brought up again, flashing through her mind like lightning.

[font=Georgia][color=white][size=8]bum p owo
olaffff you still needs to make a thread for vanilla and sherrrrr
cmon we need some father daughter love here.
xD

[font=Georgia][color=white][size=8]sure. locking. ;P ))

[font=Georgia][color=white][size=8]She nodded in understanding. "So... will you ever come back, then? To Riverclan?" It was just a small hope building up in her. Poisonkit was someone who was easy to talk to, and she felt he could be her friend. Even though Riverclan and Thunderclan were allies, this wasn't your typical one's-own-clan-friendship.

[font=Georgia][color=white][size=8]The kit grinned. Yep. That's my mom," she replied, laughing lightly. "And... oh yeah, I'm Vanillakit!"

[font=Georgia][color=white][size=8]"He is? I thought the Riverclan deputy was Decembersnows!" Tilting her head, Vanillakit looked over Sunkit. "Ah, uhm... well I'm only a kit, after all. I'm Mockingspirit's daughter."

[font=Georgia][color=white][size=8](( I FOOOOUND THE THREAD YAY xD))

Vanillapaw looked up at the sound of a familiar voice. "S-Sher?" she stammered, eyes flicking to her father.. who looked terribly injured. "Oh my god, are you okay? What happened? Is your leg broken? You're limping. Who hurt you?" It was impossible for the apprentice to keep herself from asking questions, and at times like this, she couldn't help but burst out. Shutting her eyes and shaking her head, she reopened them and looked back up at Sherlock.

[font=Georgia][color=white][size=8]Oh my god. Oh. My. God. Mocky just had kits. She had kits!
Vanillapaw squealed with joy, bouncing around her mother. She was an older sister now! The spotted serval smiled at the names as they rung in her ears. Everkit. Darkkit. Weavingkit. Perfectkit. Delicatekit. Twokit. She smiled at Mocky. Indeed, Mocklock was a quite popular thing in Riverclan now, possibly circulating its popularity in other clans as well. "Congratulations, Mocky!"

[font=Georgia][color=white][size=8]Vanillakit nodded, waving off subject of Riverclan ranks. "So.. err.. how are you doing?" It sounded like something an old friend would say, but it was just a filler as Vanillakit had nothing better to say.

[font=Georgia][color=white][size=8]The she-cat secretly rolled her eyes. "That doesn't answer my question, furball," she meowed, in a joking tone.

[font=Georgia][color=white][size=8]Vanillakit giggled. Hey, she had to admit, it sounded pretty tasty. But, her laughing ceased when Griffinkit brought up the subject of seeing her brother. "Which one of my brothers?" she asked, trying not to sound too nervous or serious. She hid it pretty well, but she wasn't sure if the tom picked it up.

[font=Georgia][color=white][size=8]Her eye twitched. Literally, twitched. "Ah, I'll do my best... not to.. ah hah.. immediately take the course of action." Vanillapaw smiled sweetly. Though a gentle femme, she knew what the word hostile meant. "D-Do you want me to get the medicine cat? Does possessing a different body wipe the injuries? Does it hurt?" The serval couldn't help but fill Sher in with questions again, but it kept her her mind off of this 'massive Siberian tiger'.

[font=Georgia][color=white][size=8]Vanillakit's attention turned fully to the she-cat, her name revealed to be Spiderkit. The kit was glad Spiderkit didn't press in matters that were on her mind. "Hi, I'm.." Pausing for a moment, she blinked and looked at the tortoiseshell. Realizing she stopped in the middle of her sentence, the young serval finished, "-Vanillakit."

[font=Georgia][color=white][size=8]The apprentice watched as her father pushed ahead, a pleased look on his face once he saw them. Scooting a little closer, Vanillapaw watched one of the kits- Darkkit- slowly crawl to Mocky and finally reach her. Oh, how she adored the little bundles of joy, such adorable little kits!

[font=Georgia][color=white][size=8]The femme grimaced at his words. "Well, you know we'll always welcome you in Riverclan when you feel like it."

[font=Georgia][color=white][size=8]The she-cat tilted her head. "Eh, I don't know who. But if he's talking to Mocky..." Then it's obviously not Scot or Mindy. Vanillakit kept that part to herself.

[font=Georgia][color=white][size=8]"Active... hurts.. got it." Stealing another quick glance at Sher's injury, Vanillapaw looked back up at him. "So.. are you busy or something? I don't want to keep you waiting." In all honesty, she wanted to spend the precious moments with her father, but she wasn't about to stop him from whatever he was possibly in the middle of. Or namely, healing.

[font=Georgia][color=white][size=8]"Ah.. I'm more commonly known as Vanny. But you can call me Vinny if you really want to- Spi." Making use of her nickname, she smiled brightly at Spiderkit, making eye contact with the femme. Arching her back and stretching as well, she straightened into a half laying, half sitting position.

[font=Georgia][color=white][size=8]"Oh, I'm good." There was a slight touch of sarcasm to her tone. Not the best things had been happening lately.