Posts by ?? featherkit

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» featherkit smiled sheepishly at those promoted-- violinrose and wavepool. her yellow visionaries halted on frenchcapital. she didn't think too badly of the new deputy, but she could sense the envy eminating from her father's heavy pelt. dipped a brief nod, she walked up to balticbattle's side. had he noticed her congratulating what stopped him from being the deputy of riverclan? would he be angry at her? she sat beside him, but felt too nervous to look him in the eye. "u-um, wouldn't it be neat if we could have two deputies?" she mumbled.

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» i never knew about that whole position name change fiasco??
well, its kinda late now. voted for all of these ideas. (;owo)
well, i most definitely support the new territory! i <3 it, muggy!

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» featherkit's tummy threatened to growl as she stared at the stranger. more so, his doughnuts. the blue and white kitten loved food, and loved trying new things too. and the sweet scent of the dessert almost made her mad. but she remained her mature and calm aura, besides the occasional twitch of an ear. her yellow gaze was fixated on athos now, for real this time.

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» featherkit was about to interrogate crusifixio of what he had with him, until two warning voices were detected by her ears. a snake? upon realization of what the creature was, the blue and white kitten hoped away, yellow oculars wide with worry and fear. she hadn't seen a snake in person, but she knew they were potentially dangerous. she was terrified, but she tried to sound tough, like her sister: sweetkit. "um... you put that snake down this instant!" she shouted, hoping to have sounded intimidating to cross. even though they were the same age.

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» the blue and white kitten blinked, befuddled by the weird caracal's even more bizarre choice of words. she quietly sat next to her father and to form some words. "and my name is featherkit," she mumbled a brief introduction and bowed her head formally. a part of her wanted to shout to the skies how he spoke so preternaturally, but data was relaxed. his speech must of been typical to him.

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» "straws?" she echoed, sniffing the plastic tube catiously. carefully, very carefully,did she stretch out a white paw towards the newly named item. unfortunately, she pushed down a little too hard, and the straw made a weird crunch sound. startled, the kitten reeled back and regrouped with sweetkit. maybe the fawn kit had the power to save them from plastic.

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» " a g-game?" featherkit stammered, clearly surprised. to be honest, she was kinda afraid of rumplestiltskin, and his expression only intensified her fear. but he offered the chance of playing a game, right? the blue and white kit offered a diffident smile to the male. "okay." her voice didn't stammer, but it quivered for a brief moment.

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» "welcome," she murmured a greeting and bowed her to vither. she didn't know who he was, since the wolf had recently joined, but she still treated him with respect. after all, wasn't this practically a formal event, of some sort? in her eyes, it seemed like one.

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» featherkit walked up to madame, a small smile on her maw. "welcome to riverclan, mister merry-go-round," she replied. a part of her wanted to know why he had a very feminine name, but she didn't verbally voice her question. instead, she waited. maybe someone else would show up.

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» featherkit peeked her head from the nursery as she heard someone walk in. was it an enemy? relieve flooded over the blue and white kitten. it was riverclan's leader, brooklynstar, and she was most definitely not a threat to her. she stumbled out of the den, her limbs a little stiff after her nap, and paused when she was over a tail-length away from brook. "hello!" she mewed warmly and smiled a little.

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» she nodded in understanding and gently pulled bottle number two closer to her. Nervously, she met the gaze of Rumplestiltskin and nodded her head slowly. "I choose this one. " she mewed, entranced by the warm, red orange light emanating off of it. It kind of looked like a Lantern.

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Golly, I haven't been very active with Featherkit. I promise to bring my child back! And, you can send the badge to the subbie, please!

// originally made on main account uwu

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» Featherkit blinked, a soft sigh escaping her maw. She wasn't the newest member to RiverClan, yes. But she had been away for a while. And anything could have happened in that period of time. This wasn't any normal meet and greet that she planned, but one that would tell her of what went down in her absence. A part of her worried for the worst, but a timid smile was on the kitten's maw as pale hazel visionaries wondered if anyone would respond to her call.

"um, meet and greet here? I-I mean, I'm not forcing you to come... But you can if you want... But I'll understand if you're busy or something..."

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» "ah-" the blue and white kitten paused mid-speech. She had seen Frenchcapital before, yes. But cottonkit was a new sight for her. What made her freeze was that they were both injured. The thing she dreaded had happened. But it was only for these two, right? A shaky smile appeared on Featherkit's maw. "u-um, may I ask what happened for you both to become injured? If you don't want to answer, that fine. Perfectly fine."

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» Featherkit nodded her head in greeting to the young flying tom, before bowing her head shamefully. "I apologize if I reminded you of traumatic times," she mumbled, mostly directed to Cottonkit. She wasn't too sure on how to respond on Frenchcapital's unfortunate fall... from a tree. How the heck did that even happen? She didn't verbally voice her thoughts, and instead diverted her attention to the tom she knew very well: her father. "daddy! I've been good, I think. How is... are you?" she corrected herself, pale hazel eyes shining. "And Saltykit? Minnowkit? Seakit? Tawnykit? Crosskit? Sweetkit? Mother?" she hurriedly mewed the words, anxious to hear about the wellbeing of her family. They were all fine, right? Right? Antiquekit was here, and seemed quite alright.

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» "Tawnykit?" she purred and nuzzled her sister. At first, she didn't recognize the brown feline that trotted up to her. But the voice made her recognize her littermate. That, and her enthusiasm. "How has RiverClan been, Tawnykit? Is everyone okay?" she wanted to bombard the cocoa kitten with more questions, but restrained herself from doing so.

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» *punts feather*

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» "huh?" the blue and white kitten blinked, not wanting to register the words that came from her father's maw. In her daze, she didn't even comprehend the supposedly good news. While she was away, crosskit got hurt? saltykit was deaf? at the thought of the firstborn's previous injuries, featherkit twitched uncomfortably. maybe this new body was for the better after all? why couldn't she be in a normal, healthy body? and why hadn't featherkit been there to see it all? "oh, daddy," she muttered, feeling emotional. but why? nobody died, so it was okay, right? "d-daddy!" she wailed, unable to hold back her tears. she clung onto the larger body of stormglass, hoping for some type of comfort.

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» Featherkit peeked around her father. Who was this again? She heard the name Romankit, and there was no other child there, besides Cottonkit. So, she took the initiative. "My name's Featherkit," she politely dipped her head to the child of Frenchcapital. Wait, who's Stormglass?

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» Featherkit tilted her head. So was this Stormglass her father or not? Obviously the kitten didn't get the memo that Balticbattle had changed his name. Either way, the blue and white kitten took a seat next to her only brother and sheepishly smiled. "Um... My name is Featherkit. And... I like ham? I'm not the most interesting person here, sorry." she mumbled and looked at her paws.