Posts by LarkKit,

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You got the gas, I got the matches[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 400px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: gisha]A tiny mewl of objection left the kittens mouth, as she laid there. It was... so cold. It just got so cold, and she attempted to stand up, when she felt her self pushed over towards her mother and her brother. The scent of milk hit her, when she suddenly felt hungry, but she found it hard to reach the food when you couldn't see anything. There were a few blurry words in her ears, but nothing much, nothing that she could pick out, not like she would know what they were saying anyways. Another tiny mew came from her, as she wiggled up next to her brother, tiny tail sticking out like a twig, and her thin pelt puffed up for some warmth.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 400px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: gisha]Yes an outbreak. Make Lark sick. Yes
Not posting IC cause I think Blaze is preg in this thread
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 400px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: gisha]The little kitten flattened her ears against her skull at the sound of someone, and a meet and greet. Letting out a little sigh, the kitten would stand up, dull eyes looking at PaperPaw, before she would slowly approach, her tail would be dragging the ground, if it would of reached. "Lark, LarkKit-t." she would mew in an almost inaudible tone, as she looked down at the ground and her paws.
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You got the gas, I got the matches[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 400px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: gisha]The kitten would notice Wheatley sitting, and she was reluctant to go see him. It wasn't like she was gonna have a full out conversation with him, she could hardly find her voice, let alone use it. "H-hi." she would say, no more than a whisper as she finally heaved herself to her paws and approached the male, shivering. No, she wasn't scared really, she just had a natural stutter, and a thin pelt, and it was almost Autumn, it was cold, it was horrible really. Blinking her dull green eyes, the feline would step back, and puff out her fur in an attempt to get warmer.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 400px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: gisha]What was a pumpkin? The tiny kitten would slowly approach the group on trembling legs, looking up at the large orange object. The kitten would swallow, as she looked up at it. It was... huge. "W-what's a-a pumpk-kin?" the kitten would ask quietly, as she looked for her ma or dad, neither were there, but Mango was, wasn't he her half brother or something? She thought so, but wasn't entirely sure.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 400px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: gisha]"Ok, H-hi Wh-wheatley." the kitten would say, defiantly not knowing what had happened to Wheatley, and that he might be pretty... aggressive soon... None the less, the kitten would just look behind he shoulder, hoping that someone else might come along, she didn't want to be alone, maybe her ma or dad would come, or one of her brothers or sister, or maybe one of her half siblings, someone though, someone that could talk to Wheatley, she didn't want to, she didn't like to talk, and she was cold, maybe her ma could come and make her warm, or maybe not, she didn't know. "W-where's B-blazeheart-t, o-or Skuli, or my s-siblings?" she would ask, looking back at the male
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 400px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: gisha]The kitten was next to arrive, her thin fur puffed up for warmth, as she tripped over a rock, cursing under her breath. Gosh she hated being this small, it sucked. Puffing out her chest, the kitten would sit down slouched over looking for her family in the little crowd gathered. A bonfire? Maybe, maybe she can get warm by there, right? The kitten would stand up on her wobbly legs, and start off towards the fire, stomach aching. Maybe, maybe she could meet someone, but, she might not talk to them much... she didn't like talking, it was to hard, words were to complicated to say.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 400px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: gisha]"T-thanks." the kitten would say, as she approached next to her ma, attempting to lean against her, it was cold, so cold and her stomach was aching. The kitten would dig her little claws into the ground as she stood, shaking. What was a gift? She didn't know... she had never heard the word before, and she had never smelled that scent before, the scent of the person who brought the "Gifts." The kitten's dull eyes would blink as she looked at the basket, and she would attempt to look in it, but failed due to her short size. Lark would hop up onto her bacl legs, and attempt to look in that way, but she ended up slipping falling onto her rump with a "Mewl." Gosh, she hated her size![/fancypost]
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 400px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: gisha]"Oh c-crap." the kitten would whisper as a buzz went by her ear. She had actually slept, an some darn wasp had to wake her up, she would flail her paw in the air to shoo the thing, but it just buzzed by her again, or, maybe another one, a new one. Groaning, the kitten would sit up, blinking sleep from her eyes when she heard the buzzz again. Pinning back her ears, the kitten would let out a hiss, and smack the dreaded creature with a paw, making it fall to the ground, but that was a bad idea. In a short moment, the kitten let out a little yowl as a wasp stung her on her rump, and the tiny kitten would crouch down and put her paws over her head, letting out another whimper as one sprung her front right paw, except her yowl was not loud either, so she was laying there, tears welling up in her eyes. Oww, it hurt so bad, and, and she felt sick.

The kitten would quickly cough up a bit of vomit in her nest, partially from the wasps stings, and partially cause just cause of the atmosphere here, making her scared, and nauseous. She had received a few stings from the dreaded insects, and it was hurting, throbbing so bad. "M-ma, d-da." she would whimper as she crouched there, tears in her eyes.
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You got the gas, I got the matches[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 400px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: gisha]The kitten would let out a little yelp as she was scooped up by her mother. The kitten would flail her puny legs in the air, before her ma sat down away from the fire. "M-ma w-what are y-you doing?" she would ask, aiming to squirm free before her ma could do something terrible. Like... groom her. *dun dun dunnnnn*
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 400px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: gisha]The kitten was relieved to hear her ma coming. Still couched down, the kitten would uncover her eyes from her paws, blinking teared up eyes at her. "M-mamma it h-hurts." she would whimper, shivering as the horrid bugs flew by her. Lark would let out another little yelp as BlazeHeart started removing stingers. "I-it h-hurts r-real b-b-bad." she would whimper, wiping the tears from her face, her stomach churning again. She didn't want to get sick in her bed again... she didn't want to clean it, and she didn't think her ma or dad would want to either, but instead a few little coughs would come out of her throat.
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You got the gas, I got the matches[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 400px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: gisha]The kitten let out a little mroww as her mother suddenly appeared, wrapping her tail around the little kitten's body. She was a little happy as it provided a bit of warmth, but yet, she was bothered by being embarrassed in front of these people. Lark would try to pull herself away from her ma on wobbly legs, but she would most likely be pulled back. "H-hi t-there." she would attempt to say to the newly gathered WindClanner, her teeth chattering a bit as the kitten shivered lightly
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You got the gas, I got the matches[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 400px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: gisha]"W-what's a k-kick a-ass?" the kitten would stutter, fur puffed up as usual as she looked up at the raccoon up on the boulder. Her ears were laid back a bit, and her teeth were chattering, symptoms of a usual day for the little kitten. Her quiet voice may not be heard easily up to the coon, but she didn't care. What was a weekly task though? She didn't know. "W-what a-are you d-doing?" she would mumble, dull eyes confused, tiny tail drooped. Maybe, maybe Doff might give poor old Lark a cold, anyone agree?
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You got the gas, I got the matches[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 400px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: gisha]What was all the fuss for? A groggy kitten peeked out from the nursery nest, looking for why everyone was so loud, couldn't they see she was sleeping? Letting out a little growl, the kitten would step out of the den, and a flash of movement above her surprised her, causing the kit to fall on her rump, letting her let out a yelp. Who was that? What was happening Was t more bug? No, she didn't like the bugs, they hurt her, hurt her bad, her rump and paw and whole body still stung from the creatures, and in a quick instinct, she would crouch down and cover her face with her paws, waiting the pain to come, only it didn't.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 400px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: gisha]She had no idea what was happening, or even who this white cat was. Her half brother? The whole clan seemed to be Blaze kids and Skuli kids huh? Family all around, was that a good thing?

The kitten would slowly walk up to them, limping on her front right paw from the wasp attack, ow it hurt still. "H-hi." she would mew, looking up at the much larger tom, her eyes envious. He was big, she was small! It wasn't fair! Not at all![/fancypost]
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 400px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: gisha]The little kitten limped out of her den, teeth gritted together as pain shot through her. Ever since those wasps, the kitten's paw had been hurting where it had stung her, and now she couldn't even sleep through the pain. Her paw, it seemed to be bigger, she didn't know why? Like it was puffy, but... why would it be puffy? The kitten would look around camp, little tears welling up in the corners of her eyes. "M-ma." she would say, but it was nearly impossible to hear her, and her stomach hurt, she felt nauseous again, what was wrong?

//her paw is swelled up from where she got stung, and she feels sick from the toxin
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 400px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: gisha]The kitten's eyes would grow wide at the description of a pumpkin. "S-scary f-faces?" she would stammer, her fur puffing up. "W-why s-scary ones, can't t-they be h-happy f-faces?" pumpkins seemed scary, and scary faces? LarkKit would sit take a few steps back, tail dropped down. Maybe she shouldn't be here for the scary faces, maybe they would eat her! Just the thought made her heart pound a bit, and her fur puff up even more
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 400px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: gisha]"G-good sp-spirit?" she would ask, gulping. What did that, what did that mean? Good spirit? She wished her ma or pa was here, they could keep her safe from the pumpkins, right?
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