Posts by Bearstorm

He had been just in time to see the two bodies, yet he too didn't seem to be bothered that much. He had seen worse... Wait, what? He tilted his head at his own thought, not really sure why he had even thought that seeing he was quite sure he hadn't seen many dead bodies yet... Strange. Pushing the thoughts away, he simply looked up at Malkyn as he awaited her reply to Shotkit's question. He certainly had no idea, but maybe she had. He certainly hoped so, he didn't really want to live with the thought that a kitkiller was closeby.

Now that souned scarier than the sight had been. He was a kit too, so... WOuld he even stand a chance if needed? Probably not... He better stopped thinking about that, before he freaked out.

Bearkit wasn't troubled by the fact they couldn't go to the upper floors, he could enjoy himself just fine on the lower floors and outside the mall. He was a kitten, so inventing games without having anything to start from was one of his daily tasks. So right now, he was playing hide and seek with a small stone he had found. He closed his eyes, turned around a few times and then threw the stone as far as he could. He'd wait a second or five and then he would start searching for it. It probably isn't surprising that most of the time, he found a different stone that just looked a lot like the other, but he didn't know that. Not that it mattered, the fun he was having was much more important than the rules of the game.

As he searched for the stone he had just thrown, he stumbled upon his clan mates, slightly dizzy from all the turning he had done by now. "Hiya! Anyone seen a flying stone?" he asked with a large grin on his maw, oblivious to the worries and troubles (such as boredom and fear) that were present in the group. he was having fun, so he thought others were too.

"Hiya!! I'm Bearkit" the three moon old purred with a big smile on his maw as he came over. Socialising was one of his hobbies, so this was going to be fun. He didn't even know that Cains had children yet. Heck, he had no idea about the family relationships in this clan yet, he was already happy he knew names. And that was a big deal for him, seeing his memory wasn't exactly the best.

"Wow! Is it really gone? What happened" saying that he was excited was an understatement, seeing he immediately tried to get closer to try if he could see something or not. Was it there but invisible? Or was it really gone? Or had something else happened? He doubted her body had just pulled the paw back in, but nature was strange... Now that was a disturbing thought. Pushing that idea away, he started to look around, wondering where the limb could have gone to. It couldn't walk on its own, could it?

I like the electricity one, it's logical yet Original in my opinion :)

"Good luck!" the three moon old meowed with a nod, deciding he would not go for Obvious reasons. He was quite sure he'd end up dead or gravely wounded, seeing he couldn't fight and he had little force in his body. But it didn't mean he wouldn't wish them luck, of course. Hopefully, they'd all come back safely.

Bearkit had just wanted to say something when Reffy came with the explanation. That made sense, sort of, although it was still quite a strange power. Yet it could be useful, seeing you could play hide and seek without being found! Now wasn't that cool? And you could prank someone without getting caught! Not that he pranked others, but he was certain some others liked doing that every once in a while. And there were probably lots of other possibilities too, but he couldn't find any right now.

"How can you control it?" he asked curiously, probably on behalf of Daisypaw as well. He was just curious to know what he had to do if he ever got that power, although he wasn't sure he'd ever get that. Oh well, the more knowledge, the better. Right?

"HIYA!" Bearkit yelled with a grin, dashing over before slipping and ending up on his belly, only to jump back in all four without a single hint of shame. Why would he be ashamed for falling on his belly? (This was exactly why paws over ears would be useful!) "I'm Bearkit, nice to meet you! You're going to find it fun in here!" he purred with a slight flick of his tail as a sign of greeting.

"Can I join the tour?" he finally asked, tilting his head slightly with curiosity. Maybe Reffy's tour would bring them somewhere new, or maybe she'd tell something about something in the territory that he didn't know yet. Every day was a day to learn, after all. But he wouldn't join if Vintage or Reflection were against it. He wasn't that rude.

Wait, what? Tilting his head with confusion, Bearkit slowly walked over, not entirely sure if it was safe for him to actually come closer. Who knew, this one could mistake him for a part of the pig, even with his brown/black fur. This one seemed to love food, even the three moon old could see that, but he doubted this was even healthy for an animal, seeing the male looked like he was going to explode any second... And he doubted he wanted to see the insides of the 'food-god'.

"Ummm... Hi?" it was the first time Bearkit wasn't extremely active or loud when saying 'hello', which was quite the miracle. "I am Bearkit" he added, hoping that this would make sure he wouldn't end up as the dessert or something. Seriously, how much could someone eat? That pig looked big enough to feed the inhabitants of the first two floors, if not more, of the mall! "Doesn't your belly hurt with so much food?"

Of all those names that had been mentioned in history, Bearkit actually knew too. Or well, he would possibly know them when mentioned, if his memory would allow him. Not really his own memory, of course, yet it was still his memory in a way. Anyway, the brow,/black kitten dashed over with curiosity, just in time to hear the conversation. He wanted to say that everyone looked skinny compared to Cake, but he was wise enough to not do so. He was growing up!

"Hiya!! I am Bearkit!" the three moon old meowed with a grin as he came to a stop next to Reffy, waving his paw a few times in greeting. "Nice to meet you!" he added quickly, knowing that it was polite to say such thing, or at least he believed that it was. So, this one had lived here before? Almost two years ago? Wow, that was a long time! That was... Ummm... Eh... eight times longer as Bearkit's life itself!

OOC: Respect for such a post!

Well, that was good, right? If he didn't have pain, then thwat was a good thing, or at least that's how Bearkit looked at it. Not that he wanted to see this sight every single day, but he guessed that it kept Cake alive. A name that had been well-chosen, that much was clear, even for a kitten. At the next comment, he wasn't sure if he found it fun to think about exploding cats. He would certainly prefer the vomiting, although that wasn't that nice either.

Slightly backing away out of disgust, the kitten shook his head. ""I don't want to see that..." he meowed, it was a whisper yet everyone could probably hear it. He was trying to think of someone who was 'more' than a little food crazy, but that was even more disgusting, so he certainly hoped no one like that would suddenly appear.

That was a confusing talk. he wasn't sure what was more confusing: Reffy's explanation or Cake's solution. Half of the food mentioned was unknown to him... And was this cat seriously using food in his normal sentences? Couldn't he just talk normally? It was already hard enough to understand what was being saidwith his limited vocabulary! Why Reffy only thought of him as a 'little food crazy' was beyond him, but he guessed that it also made life in Tidalclan a bit more active.

Glancing at Daisypaw, he tilted his head as if to ask her if she understood Reffy, because he certainly didn't. How did you 'will' something? What did 'will' even mean? Did she just have to think about it or... Ugh... He didn't want powers.

Bearkit was just staring as the three animals were doing strange things and calling upon higher forces that he did not understand. He was taking a few steps back out of fear, not really willing to get caught in this... Yeah, what was this? He didn't even know what was going on, so how could he give it a name? All three of them seemed to be themselves, yet they had changed, or had they changed but were they still... "Starclan, now might be a time to do something..." he thought, unconsciously calling upon the ancestors of his family.

It was then that he took another few steps back, his mind pretty much yelling at him to move away from this 'disaster', yet unable to look away. It was interesting, yet terrifying at the same time. His curiosity was the only reason he was still here, really.

Well, wasn't that nice? Purring slightly at the tail tip on his head, Bearkit immediately knew he was going to like this Butterfinger person. For now, seeing he was one of those who could annoy you with his loud voice, his naive and cheerful personality and most of all, his curiosity. Although he was getting better at controlling it, he had managed to not ask about Daisypaw's parents, an achievement well worth mentioning.

Looking at the lighthouse and back at the animals present, he slightly tilted his head. He had little knowledge about the lighthouse. In fact, he had none. He almost never came to this Island, nor had he ever gotten any history lessons. But maybe he could go and ask Cains or someone else about it later? It sure seemed like a very interesting topic to know more about. "I can give a tour if needed" he meowed with a large smile, lifting his left front paw as if to volunteer.

Bearkit dashed over, a large grin on his maw as he had scented something he had never encountered before. This was new, and thus interesting, and thus the Ensign was coming over. "HIYA!!" he yelled from afar, easily reaching them with his loud voice, before finally arriving next to his cougar clan mate. He was quite sure that Reffy had already asked the questions necessary, so he decided to stay silent... "Where are you from?" Well, for a few seconds...

Bearkit grinned in reply as Vintagekit giggled, not really sure whether it was a positive or a negative thing. He decided it was the former, that made her look nicer in his mind and he had no reason to think of her as rude. Certainly not when she offered him something from her bag, to which he shook his head. Now he could show them how polite he could be! "No thank you, You found it so its yours to keep" he purred with a slight denying move of his right front paw. He meant what he said, she had found it so it wouldn't be right if he just took something from it, even though she had offered it.

"Hiya Talia!" he greeted as the valkyrie approached, feeling quite scared for a second as she spoke about the hellhounds. Surely they wouldn't get outside the mall that easily, right? That would really be frightening, seeing that'd mean pretty much no one would be safe anywhere on the Island! No, he couldn't think that, so he took a deep breath and nodded in agreement. Better safe than sorry... I have to remember that he thought, finding it an interesting phrase.

He recognised the Cliffs and the lighthouse, yet he hadn't thought about diving or flying yet the few moments he had been here. He had only thought of it as an interesting spot, hearing the water of the sea beneath him calmed him down a great deal. He didn't know why, the sound just... relaxed him.

Why was he calling him jelly baby, actually? What did it mean? Bearkit didn't dare asking, yet he was slightly wondering who Cake was talking to every time he spoke. His nicknames were quite... odd. On the other hand, it was sorta nice to see someone cheerful, although he had never thought it would be this strange to see someone cheerful. "Isn't sleep important every once in a while?" the naive tom asked with a slight tilt of his head. This male was rpetty much telling the opposite of what he had learned about food and sleep, but he was curious to know his reasons.

Sort of schizophrenia?
It sounds interesting, I think you can go many ways with that. He could do things in one 'form' but not remember them in his other form for example. :)

The Exiles? He had to admit that he had never heard of those before. Yet this sounded like they were not that friendly, which was a surprise to him as he had little notice of allies and enemies. It took a while for him what Cake was actually saying, focusing himself on filling in the food with the words he knew so he could form a proper sentence, but at least he understood the most important thing: The exiles had taken someone. Now that was scary. Although not as scary as Cake with his 'daggers'...

Padding over, he sniffed the black lumps of fur out of curiosity, yet had to conclude the exiles' scent was one he did not know. Nor did he know who had been taken, so he wasn't really helpful here. "HELP!" his loud voice probably alerted the whole Island, but he guessed that was alright in a situation like this... Because Cake's reaction didn't ake it look like this was a good event.

Bearkit barely knew what 'relationship' and 'love' and every other word involving such things meant, let alone that he knew what people could feel towards each other. In other words, he was oblivious to what was going on and would have possibly crashed the party if something hadn't held him back. He didn't know why, but something told him to follow the other's example and to stay back, so he simply sat down next to Edmunt, head tilted slightly to the right. What was going on? And why did he feel like standing back?