Posts by londonbridge.

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  • I'M POOPING BABIES. [open, kitting!]

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    The kitten opened her tiny mouth and let out a silent mew as she curled up closer to her mother. Hunger, cold, and the pelt of her mother was all she felt then, each a new experience to her. She quickly decided that the feeling of hunger and cold were uncomfortable feelings, like she were being scraped raw from the inside and out, but the soft fur of her mother was safe and soothing. Again, she let out a silent mew of protest, and pressed further into her mother's pelt, oping it would protect her from the bitter cold and empty feeling in her small stomach.

  • a batch of eggs ( open ) by the dozen

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    Londonkit looked around at who was here: Direkit, the one with the weird yellow things, Rythmekit, who London didn't know, and then at Benedict and Shezza, who Londonkit certainly knew. The kitten laughed when she saw that one of the chicks had tried to peck at her brother. "What are those?" she then asked, looking from Benedict to Direkit, who seemed the most knowledgeable about the yellow fluff balls.

  • Trying to call home (private; Londonkit)

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    Londonkit was outside of camp, going on a walk. She did it all the time, and only got caught occasionally.
    But today was different. She could sense it. Then, the brown savannah heard a faint, small voice. It was asking where it was. Or, the cat whose voice it was was asking where it was. London padded over to where the voice sounded loudest, then asked, "Hey, is anybody there?" The kitten looked around, now very curious as to whom the voice belonged to.

  • Trying to call home (private; Londonkit)

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    [size=8]"Um- who's that?" the kitten asked, looking for the source of the other voice. She took a few steps forward, then saw another kit. It was a girl, obviously, and maybe a few moons older than London. "What's your name?" she asked, wondering why she'd never seen her in the nursery before.

  • Trying to call home (private; Londonkit)

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    [size=8]London laughed. "Must've been a pretty big walk!" she mewed, then had another thought.. How am I going to get her home? "Do you have any idea how to get back?" the kitten asked, anxious to have her get back to the ToMS.

  • Trying to call home (private; Londonkit)

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    [size=8]"I'm not sure that's such a good idea. I mean, you're only a kit and what if you got hurt? Then I'd be my fault." Londonkit argued. "Plus, figuring your way back isn't good enough. You have to know exactly, otherwise you'll get even more lost." The kitten motioned for Amethytkit to follow her. "C'mon. I'm taking you to see my fathers."

  • Trying to call home (private; Londonkit)

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    [size=8]Londonkit continued walking towards the Windclan camp. She didn't think that they were too far, and then she could see if she could find Benedict. He would know what to do about Amethyst. He always knew what to do.

  • Trying to call home (private; Londonkit)

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    [size=8]London stopped walking and turned around to speak to Amethystkit. "Why wouldn't you be welcome here? You're just a kit, after all. A lost one too." the kitten told her. "Besides, even if you're sure you know the way home, what if you get lost again? It's so much safer if you just come here." London said, trying to convince her not to leave by herself.

  • timing is everything > private

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    [size=8]Londonkit padded around the nursery. Bored, bored, bored. The kitten sighed. "Anyone else here? Who's bored?" she asked, not expecting anyone to answer.

  • Trying to call home (private; Londonkit)

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    [size=8]"Good. Let's go." the kitten said, walking towards the Windclan camp. Her home. She walked beside Amethystkit, matching her pace. "This way." London said, heading towards the direction of the leader's den.


    /should i get a hp to come in this thread?

  • timing is everything > private

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    [size=8]Londonkit smiled. "Ah. Good.." The kitten's face fell when she saw Rhymekit. She looked like she'd seen a ghost. Or maybe was expecting a ghost. "You look a bit more than bored. What's up?" the savannah asked.

  • timing is everything > private

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    "Huh.." Londonkit said, still not convinced. But she knew better than to ask more questions. "Well, what do you want to do, then?" the kitten said, trying to lighten the mood. She smiled, hoping Rhymekit would smile back.

  • Trying to call home (private; Londonkit)

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    "This is Amethystkit. She's from the ToMS, but she's lost." Londonkit explained to her father, trying to read his expression. It was hard to tell what he would be thinking- he always looked cool and calm. "I thought maybe you could help her."

  • EVERYBODY CLAP YOUR HANDS! [Open, Meet & greet!]

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    Londonkit padded over to the group. "Hello, Sweetkit, Direkit." The savannah nodded her head at the kittens, then looked to Adelaide. "I don't know your name, though." she said, narrowing her brown eyes. London of course, didn't mention Rhymekit, for she didn't know she was there.