Posts by bridalshower

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Once Bridalkit had been born, almost instantly had she began to release several loud mews, squirming rapidly as she instantly reached for her mother's warmth. As she identified the warmth of her siblings and mother, she began to calm, and rather than fighting she suckled for warm milk quietly, making a few noises of happiness - and a bit of curiosity as well. Being blind, there was nothing that the turkish angora could properly view, so there was little a newborn could manage. Besides, she knew nothing about this world she had been brought in, so there was nothing to question either. Bridalkit was perfectly capable, as long as she had her siblings and mother's milk.
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bridalkit approached soon after her sister, coming up to her side with wide eyes and an innocent expression. "the name is nice," she commented quietly. she grew to be quite the introvert, so socializing wasn't her strong suit.
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she walked up to her sister, being that if she wasn't around someone she had at least known the name of, she'd probably be a bit nervous, so she'd been glad lavakit was there. bridalkit looked up at stolenpaw and blinked. "i like it." she said quietly.
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she can be good friends with her sister if you'd like. c:
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"who's y'all?" she asked, walking over, oblivious to everyone and everything because of her recent birth. "what's a meet and greet? is it a game?" the turkish angora mused, staring blankly at the slightly older kitten. she was extremely eager to discover new things now that she was out and about.
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"mommy, that's a person i don't know." she warned, walking over to stand beside lilystar, crouching ever-so-slightly to prepare of any sudden attack. "so don't let them eat me." bridalkit declared that all strangers' purposes was to hunt you down and eat you, if they appeared hostile - and if they weren't of windclan, that gave her an even stronger reason to be mortified right now.
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"i want to come." she declared, walking over to approach the four. luckily, her mother and sister were there, so she would be safe. all she had to do now was stay by her mother's side, so she didn't get lost.
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bridalkit could identify her sister from even the furthest of distances, and once she saw the familiar pelt of lavakit, she ran over, skidding to a halt once she would be in view. she glanced at her sister and gently prodded her, smiling. "hi, again," she greeted quietly. laying on one's back sounded like a challenge to her. then again, everything around her looked challenging, being so small.
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reassured by her sister and the stranger herself, the white kitten briefly nodded and managed to shyly smile for a moment. she felt very conflicted in the presence of someone so unfamiliar, but figured it would be the smartest thing to do should she get to know them. "i apologize for my false assumption." she dipped her head before lifting it to face the southern feline, twitching a single ear. "i'm bridalkit. it's nice to make your acquaintance, alaska." bri awkwardly nodded. it seems, as they approached, that someone knew this feline, which was also reassuring. she had to learn to stop being so.. skeptical, though that'd probably take.. a while.
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she nodded, seating herself next to her sister. "it is nice, i'm getting to see some faces. i'm glad, as well, the nursery kind of smelled bad." bridalkit admitted awkwardly, giggling briefly.
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she walked up to her mother and glanced at the unfamiliar kitten before sighing. there was no reason to be skeptical of someone of her age and clan. "um, hello. i do not believe we've met, so i'm bridalkit." she didn't like introducing herself to people as it felt awkward, but it was only the reasonable thing to do. she wanted some friends, anyways.
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she felt awkward in such a tense atmosphere. there wasn't anything to say in a situation like this that would give any impact, though it'd be nice to say hello. "hi, i'm bridalkit." she said with a brief, shy smile.
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she walked over, curious on who this person was. perhaps a joiner? she was skeptical of those, but that was only natural of her. bridalkit couldn't really control just who she trusted.
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plot with my new muse baby? c:

♥ - iffy
♥♥ - sure, i'll do that
♥♥♥ - yes please

open for--
friends ♥♥
best friends ♥♥♥
rivals ♥♥
crushes ♥♥
one-sided crushes ♥♥
enemies ♥
minor injury (nothing permanent) ♥♥

closed for--
death
capture ♥ (ask me if you really want to)
r.pe
litters
permanent love (too young lmao)
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"hi everyone." she smiled politely, dipping her head once she approached. "if you're not aware, my name is bridalkit." ew, talking to people. not fun. oh well, being locked up in her own personal lonely bubble wouldn't be much fun either, as much as she preferred doing that instead.
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sure to both! c:
who makes the threads?
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she hesitated. true, bridalkit was more on the innocent, harmless side, but having fun? she'd never say no to that. with a conflicted smile she nodded, a single ear twitching briefly.
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outside of camp? that couldn't do too much harm. though she did feel a bit nervous. should she do this and come back without a scar, that'd be good, but unlikely. "y-yeah." if she said anything else, bridalkit might come off as a "chicken", otherwise a coward.
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she, like her sister, was too young to attend - but frankly, she wasn't interested either. "um, good luck, i suppose." fighting just wasnt her thing yet. maybe sometime in the future, but right now, she had no intentions on combat unless formally necessary.
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