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    Seeing as Rowantail entered the camp, more sodden than she, a small giggle was muffled in her chest fur. Pondlily was grooming vigorously, desperately trying to straighten her appearance up. She already missed her sleek fur, the feel of sand irritating her, and she was smelling quite fishy. Murmuring to herself, Pondlily raised a paw and pressed atop her head, repeating the motion as she heard her ginger and white friend complain. Amusement lit her gaze as her paw still worked on her head. "I don't know why you didn't take advantage of my falling! It wasn't my fault you decided to get ambitious!" the white dame mewled just as childishly, ears flattening when she noticed how upset Rowantail was. Guilt crawled in her belly, but Pondlily didn't succumb to its sickly feeling. "I truly am sorry! But that doesn't excuse the fact I won!" Pondlily stated firmly, turning her head away to groom her spine matter-of-factly.


    It wasn't until he'd mentioned complaining to his older brother that her ears pricked up and angled forward. He was using that card! Fine! "Go ahead!" the young warrior mewed with a whisk of her tail, eyes closed and nose upturned in the air. It wasn't until she'd heard Brightshell that she relaxed. Patrols! Great ways to socialize! Yet, she couldn't just leave Rowantailto think she was going to let it down that easy! She was stubborn with this win, she'd recovered and conquered! Ears flattening, Pondlily continued to leisurely groom herself.

    //Well patrols were just being called! The apprentices will probably do one enormous session together. Reefsplash, Witchatfeather, and Muntjacpaw and another apprentice I THINK
    is going on a.. hunting patrol? Pondlily and Rowantail are settling a dispute over a game. Ripplewing is being checked up on by Rou and yeah.. I think everyone is generally socializing so nothing major! Brightshell did order cats to start organizing patrols. One patrol already went out, as mentioned c:

    Pondlily flinched a bit as she watched Rowantail leave, hardly intending to hurt his feelings. Now that she thought about it, maybe she'd been unfair.. but she was only trying to be silly! She thought it was humorous if the other warrior saw her and the fish one moment and then both of them vanish in another. Yet, it obviously wasn't a laughing matter. She could've won with her own two minnows but... a sigh escaped pink lips. Right now he'd forgotten about their dispute, but before the day ended Pondlily noted she'd have to apologize. He was her dearest friend! It'd be heartless if she dismissed him so abruptly. Setting her "cleansing paw" to the ground, the white molly brought it back up with a sharp hiss. That hurt! Turning her pad over, the baby pink flesh had a tiny red welt. A familiar mark. "Oh that naughty ol' crab!" Pondlily muttered under her breath, disappointed in the morning's damp turn of events. First her joke had gone terribly wrong, and now she'd been pinched by a crab! She supposed the adrenaline of "winning" had delayed the pain.


    Multi-colored orbs glanced up, and her button pink nose twitched as she looked about the cavern for help. A flash of russet fur entering the healer's den indicated both healers were up and active. Good. I should bring them both something on the side, Pondlily considered thoughtfully, limping to the fresh kill pile and grabbing her two minnows. It was easier to see them eaten than be reminded of how foolish she'd been. Passing the cluster of apprentices and warriors, a genuine smile lit her face at the passerbys. That was, until she poked her fluffy head through the entrance of the den. "Ello?" Pondlily mewed softly around the fresh-kill that dangled from her jaws. She dropped the two tiny fish and blinked narrowed optics at both cats politely. "Sorry to bother you both, Spottedshell and Rougarou, but I was uh... hunting and a pesky old crab got me on my way back," as she spoke she lifted her left foreleg. "Oh! And the minnows are for each of you!"

    Robinpaw would've blinked in surprise at the responsibility Emberburst had put on her. Babysitting? The kits weren't all that bad, obviously she'd gone to their aide, and at least two of their older siblings were helping in here. Letting her tabby and white tail kink at her back, the blind molly went to work sniffing at the stores. With a paw, she delicately swept up shredded leaves as well as the ones that'd been misplace. Her neck ached a bit at how often she inclined her head, lowering and rising and repeating. Although it was easy to scent, she overwhelmed by the other working bodies that filled the usually absent area. When gathering the leaf strips, Robinpaw turned and her small head accidentally bumped into Leo's chest. "Oof!" the orange and dark tabby grunted, stepping back and releasing the pile in her paw to flutter over Emmi and Oliver in makeshift confetti. "Hmph?" the dame murmured, ears flattening in embarrassment, terribly caught off guard with the numbers in the den.


    Robinpaw glanced up to the golden Bengal she'd bumped into, dipping her head apologetically to Leo, before spinning around to the voice of Emberburst. Again, she was specifically facing him when she opened her maw to speak. "Yes, very sorry," the torbie meowed, feeling about for the scattered leaf bits and sweeping them back into a pile. Gathering them in her paw, she limped out of the den and simply deposited them off to side. Returning, she obeyed her mentor's order briskly but efficiently.



    Batmask watched Firewillow and Bearfang leave, his black ears swiveling as he contemplated joining them. Alas, it seemed he was too late. Pitiful he, he would've liked to get to know both cats a little more.. Bearfang in particular. Turning to the observe the various scenes of the outside, the black and white warrior basked in the shadows with his eyes comfortably closed. Without dozing off, he let nature's call and the voices of cats dwindle into a faint buzz he could tolerate while relaxing.


    very sorry ;^;

    oh no deary! please don't be! nothing was plotted! you're just fine! batmask is a... werid ol' fellow. cx


    At her mentor's calling, Robinpaw came. She was patient around the tortoiseshell tom and even relaxed around him, despite his quizzes and questions. In fact, not only because of his authority, but she was very polite around Emberburst. Generally, he was an influential character to her softer side. Her paws were silent on the den floor, tail lashing at her back from the scent of others. One would assume Robinpaw was claustrophobic, and they had every reason to. Trapped spaces reminded her of her kithood with its fair share of demons. "Yes Emberburst?" the nine moon old meowed gently, a stark contrast to her powerful feminine tone. This was curious, a slight edge of excitement to learn.

    Name: Viperkit
    Age: Unborn
    Sex: Male
    Sexuality: Heterosexual
    Rank: Kibben to Warrior


    This young tom cat will be born black with nimble legs but a slightly muscled body. His eyes will be a leafy green, not bright just a little ruddy. A small patch of white, dominated by kit fluff will be at his chest and he'll be quite a strong looking young cat. In his adulthood, Viperkit will get a startling shade of black. He'll be even more handsome, with smooth muscles rippling along a night black pelt. His legs will be long, not exactly giving him height but simply add to his muscular build. The white on his chest will be more visible and his eyes will clear their ruddy hue and be an exotic, bright green, faintly resembling his mother.



    Personality: Undecided. Base personality will be prideful, cold. secretly momma's boy.



    History: As of now, Viperkit will be born to Battlescar with three sisters.



    Crush: Too young.
    Mate: Too young!
    Kits: Too young.



    RP example: Check Robinpaw!


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    Name: Olivekit
    Age: Unborn
    Sex: She-kit
    Sexuality: Heterosexual
    Rank: Kitten to Warrior aspires motherhood

    In her youth i couldn't find a picture that was loosely compare to this one Olivekit will be quite the tiny bundle. In fact, she'll come out as a rather sickly, on the edge kitten. She'll be incredibly fluffy, body to petite, fragile, and sickly to note any admirable features aside from her light, forest green gaze. In her adulthood, however, she'll grow to be as beautiful as the rest of her family, the medicine cat's works doing great miracles for her. Olivekit will remain quite small with a slender figure. Her fur will be sleek, medium-lengthened, with a feathery tail she simply loves to wave around.



    Personality: Undecided. Base personality will be bubbly, stubborn.


    History: Soon she will be born with many brothers and sisters to Cinders and Spidertail.



    Crush: Too Young.
    Mate: Too Young.
    Kits: Too Young.



    RP example: Robinpaw yo!

    Robinpaw leaped up from her nest, head whipping to and fro as she startled from sleep. In truth, she would've slept longer if her sensitive ears hadn't picked up Battlescar's cries and her mentor's summoning. If the torbie remembered correctly, Battlescar was a queen. That meant... Robinpaw heaved a deep breath. It would be her first delivery, oh boy. Grabbing some borage leaves, a poppy seed, Robinpaw untidly lugged the load to the birthing queen. When arriving, and stumbling over herself more than once, Robinpaw dropped all the items to her white paws. Her sides heaved, and she flattened her ears as her kittybrows furrowed as they always did. "I admire your wit Battlescar, keep with it. If you're giving birth, let it strengthen and support you, because from what I hear, you'll need it," the apprentice murmured in a form of encouragement, although it was too low to be audible. Taking the borage in her jaws again, the blind apprentice managed fairly well it nosing to the black molly. Even she was uneducated on the queens.



    Batmask twitched an ear, eyes still closed peacefully despite being awake. The coming of new kits excited him, but he had no place outside for the moment. He was a free warrior, knowing of his kittypet roots and seldom believing in Starclan. His courage was admirable, his silence a mystery, but he wasn't the greatest cat in the Clan. So he pretend he was sleeping, catching wind of the commotion outside and considering the conversation.

    Mhm! I organized the forms for ViperkitViperfang of Battlescar's litter and OlivekitOlivebranch of Cinder's litter.
    Robin and Quince can be friends? Robin needs some too cx
    I also planned for Viperkit to become evil. He carries his mother's wit and a male's high ambition, but as he grows older he becomes as crude as Breezepelt and eventually falls on the wrong path.

    Pondlily's narrowed, opposite-colored eyes blinked after the ruddy male with white ears angled forward to pick up on his speech. Smiling profusely after the lovely Spottedshell and the mysterious Rougarou, the she-cat eyes closed her mouth continued to display twinkling ivories. She was oblivious to the male's abnormal stare time, guessing he was still trying to conclude a solution for her eyes. Already they were beginning to blur together, but as always she never mentioned anything. Long ago cats had just stopped figuring her eyes out, the color enough for them as is. "Your welcome! Thank you both very much, I'm sure it'll heal quickly under your care," the youthful molly giggled, and waved her tail in departure. Backing from the den, a sense of worry gripped her innocent nature. With a throbbing paw, what could she do? She couldn't hunt just yet, that'd surely anger the welt, and further more she couldn't walk on it for too long. All her friends were leaving or already gone. Even Oceangaze was up and busy, that sleepyhead! The tom she closely considered family seemed to be called away by TidalClan's deputy, Brightshell. A sigh escaped her pink lips as she curled her tail and merely tilted her head thoughtfully in front of the medicine cat den entrance, imagining many childish scenarios for the day.





    Oh! Can Pondlily still help discover her? I also want her and Zero to be close cx I just want to make a bunch of friends tbh
    I WAS FREAKIN' ALREADY GETTING ATTACHED TO RIPPLEWING, SHE'S A FRACKIN' ADORABLE MUM ;^;
    Imagine if Eos ever gets to discussing the choices between Ginger and Shark with Pondlily because pondlily is the giddy girl at the sleepover
    Eos: So.. I think I'm at my edge. I have a feeling Gingersplash and Sharkjaw like me... and I share the feelings. I know it's wrong, so who should I choose?
    Pond: I think I'm in a sea cucumber myself! [instead of pickle? get it? ugh i'm so lame] Stormstrike is a lovely cat, and Rougarou is very mature and interesting. Maybe they like me? Rowantail says his brother does, and Rou just watches me a lot and is quite caring, beyond the duty of a medicine cat ya know? It's hard, because I feel the same too but I can't be cruel and secretly keep both!
    Eos: Oh... Wow... These love triangle huh? -shuffles paws thoughtfully-
    Pond: -suddenly gasps- Do you see what this means! Triangles!?[s] It's the illuminati![/s]

    Hm? Oh of course Wolfiee! cx



    Dovepool is open for plotting, kin and ect.!
    I'd like Amberlight to have relations, like grown children of her own perhaps! You can Pm, to save the sign-ups from anymore flooding ;-;
    Bearheart, well he has a crush going after him so I don't know if there's much for him? He was little ol' kittypet, though won't admit, and the whole of his family stayed in their soft lives. Since I want him to be a sensitive little bab on the inside about his family, I don't want any kin of his being played or added to... YET.

    Pondlily's glazed eyes suddenly fluttered to reality, angling her ears in the direction of the tom who'd approached her. Facing him directly, Pondlily couldn't help but stare at the collar around his throat. Not one to judge others, she'd forgotten Gingersplash's roots. Even now, though, it didn't bother her. His stutter was simply adorable, lighting her gaze with humor, and a nickname to add to the list of others had pleased her. Lill? How sweet! The white femora giggled in her chest fur, opening her maw to reply until Ravenmist rudely cut through the conversation. The fur on the back of the warrior's neck bristled slightly, although she did well in containing her frustration. "You call that swimming!" Pondlily scoffed, smirking mischievously in the ebony male's direction. "It's probably better if Ginersplash didn't like the water, or else he might've shown off much better than that," the little "ghost-fish" continued, trying to be as light-hearted in her banter as possible. If she came off cruel, a very undesirable side would appear... and that side hadn't appeared since Sharkbite had tried to sympathize over Whitewater... Inhaling sharply, Pondlily laid her tail across Gingersplash's shoulders. "Ignore that boastful lump of fur. I'd doing quite well! Although, me and Rowantail were playing and a crab pinched me! Can you believe that!" Pondlily exclaimed, narrowed optics warily glancing out to the water where Ravenmist bobbed.

    Pondlily gave him a wink in reply to his gratitude, looking out over the rippling ocean. Once again, it entered her mind on how calm the water sat there. If it was cat, she imagined, its fur would be blue... Like Sharkbite's. But a much prettier color, not so awful and dark. It'd be speckled in white spots, and have eyes so blue the color would be indescribable. Yet, those exotic blue eyes would not be kind in its brightness. The cat would always be a mystery, showering the world in loveliness but created of dangers and secrets. It'd be untrusting, as the water was now, and for a moment, Lily saw the entire scenario play on the horizon. It had taken her a brief moment to recollect herself and glance sideways at the male she'd been speaking to. Oh no, she'd done it again!


    "Hm? Oh please Gingey, that collar outlines you in our uniqueness! It's a blatant reminder of how we aren't all the same, and let us thank Starclan for that! Could you imagine how boring? Ew," Pondlily scrunched her pink nose up in distaste, making a face at the mere thought of every cat being the same. Then, looking down to her paw, that was gently resting on the ground with little to no weight, a sigh escaped her lips. "Oh yes, it was perhaps the most invigorating moment of my life. Grumpy ol' crab. I didn't even realize I'd gotten it until after I'd clean myself up! It really did hurt, but I don't think he did on purpose. He must've reflexively closed his claws when I'd tripped over him, because it hurts but isn't unbearable." She then paused a moment and then quietly murmured, "Does the water really give you a frighten?"

    Actually I'm not going to spill anything Viper cx
    If you want to know details about him, only the family's able to ask through a private conversation.
    Simply put, Viperkit will be a momma's boy yes, but he's matches her for wit but as a caring heart to his siblings. I think Battlescar's special love for him will go unnoticed as something to boast about. Plus, he dearly loves his family and tolerates them only. His sisters are his little princess and his mother's his queen. <3