Posts by londonbridge.

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    Wait.. Elvenkit grew plants? "Huh. I didn't know that you had a garden." She said, trying to sound neutral and not surprised. "Can I come and see it? Not that I like plants all too much, but I just want to see it." The savannah asked. London wondered what he grew there. Catmint? Herbs? Flowers? Londonkit almost laughed at the last one as she tried to imagine Elvenkit tending to his garden full of flowers.

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    "Have you ever been outside Windclan camp?" she asked, curious to know how far he'd been away from the nursery. She knew that for her, it would be a definite yes. She'd been outside and on the territory countless times. It had even begun to be boring. But if this kit had never been.. maybe she could show him around.

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    "If you want, I can show you outside the camp." The savannah said to the other kitten. It was hard to believe he had been caught so many times- she hardly ever got caught, but when she did, she didn't care. Whatever. That's was sort of her motto. That's how she rolled.

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    "C'mon." Was all the kitten said as she got up and made her way to the exit she always used. It was behind the nursery, a place no one really went or saw. The savannah squeezed through the narrow hole in the nursery wall. She was getting to be a big large to fit in it, seeing as she was a savannah she was bigger than most other kittens and the hole was quite small. Oh well. She'd find another place to sneak out if she didn't fit through it anymore. As Londonkit got to the other side, she stretched her legs and waited for Eaglekit to emerge.

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    Londonkit sat in the nursery, eating a piece of freshkill. It was delicious. She still was getting used to the taste of meat instead of milk, and every bite tasted new and exotic. When she was finished, the savannah got up and stretched. London looked outside and saw that the sky was blue, and the sun was shining. She was glad it was spring. No more cold snow, freezing weather. Only sunshine, and green grass. It was great.

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    "What's up?" Londonkit said as the kitten approached. She didn't bother to say hi or hey. It was a waste of time. London preferred to get straight to the point when talking to others. The savannah wondered why the kit had come to talk to her. It wasn't like they knew each other very well, although she may have seen her around a few times.

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    Londonkit's roleplayer was losing muse for starting threads. Well too bad, because she had to finish this thread. Anyways, Londonkit was sitting in the nursery. That's what she did the majority of her time. Boring boring boring! The savannah hated the nursery. Absolutely hated it. There was nothing to do, ever. She couldn't wait for her apprentice ceremony. Then she could go out of camp without being told off, or fight in battles. She'd have a mentor, too. London sighed. If only there was a way to make it come faster.

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    Londonkit sat, breathing in the spring air, hoping something interesting would happen. Then she felt a whoosh of air and saw a blur of movement go past her. "What the-" The kitten stopped in the middle of her phrase as the blur morphed into a kit. Oh. Just a kit. She shut her mouth- which had been open and strolled over to the kitten. "Hello there." She said, putting on a cool attitude. What was that kit doing? Well, London was going to find out. "What's up?"

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    "To decorate what? The nursery?" The savannah looked at the kitten quizzically. She hadn't seen anyone do that before, though she had to admit it was kind of a cool idea.

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    London thought about it for a bit. She didn't really have anything else to do, so why not? "I guess so." She answered. "But only after you tell me your name." She curled her tail around her paws, and sat, waiting for the kitten to speak.

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    "Mhh?" London lifted her head up to see another kitten in front of her. "Hi." she said, getting up from where she had been sitting and stretching. "What is your name?" The savannah asked. How many kits did she have to meet before she knew them all? It seemed like there was an infinite amount, and they would just keep on coming.

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    "Festivekit, hm? I'm called Londonkit." She said, nodding. "You can call me whatever you want, but if you even pronounce even one syllable of 'Lolo', I'll rip all your fur off before you even know what hit you." The kitten said, unsheathing her claws to give her words more effect. Of course, she wouldn't really tear her fur off, even though London absolutely hates that name, so she might end up tearing her own fur off.

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    London smiled back at her brother. She charged after him, not wanting to get lost some where on the way. They arrived quickly, so it turns out that she wouldn't get lost anyways. The savannah stopped running and waited for Elvenkit to go through the cave. She knew it was unlikely, but didn't want this to be some trap of his she'd get caught in.


    [It's fine! c:]

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    London chuckled when she saw the kit's reaction. "Sorry to scare you. I just hate that name." She said, hoping she hadn't scared Festivekit too much. She still wanted to help decorate.