Posts by Mistlekit.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px;][justify]Mistlekit awoke, a cold breeze blanketing the camp. She shivered, curling into a ball and wrapping her tail around herself. Winter was her least favorite season by far. It was cold always, and the snow is wet and it turns slushy the next day. Plus, there was like no food and she loved food! She got up, groggy and slow. The lynx point tripped over multiple NPC kits till she finally got outside. "Too cold!" She exclaimed to herself, sitting down once more and shivering. Her thick coat did not help in these circumstances.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px;][justify]Mistlekit was one to never judge a book by its cover. Although, she had to admit, it was something she'd never seen before. She held her tongue, even though she wanted to ask how he got it. She was assuming something ferocious; or cool. "My names not Anklebiter, by the way." The femme said sassily, "It's Mistlekit." Then added, "The nurserys cold too!" In fact, the thick walls of tangled sticks and moss did not help whatsoever. She looked at Spottedpaw and flicked her tail in greeting. "Really cold!"

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px;][justify]Mistlekit arrived, humor flashing on her features as she looked at him. That was something she had never seen before. The kit walked over, her laughter barely able to be contained. "You got a little something- uh." She said, pointing to the thing on his head. How would you get it off? She wondered. It seemed as though you'd need something slippery- like water maybe to get it off. It was weird-shaped object and it looked as though it was a hard material? She didn't know but it sure was weird. "How would you even get that thing off?" The kitten said softly, now more concerned then anything. Then, she looked to Daisypaw, curious. Mistle looked up to any medicine cats -- even the apprentices, because they were the future healers. Then she heard mud. Gross. Mud was stinky, but she supposed that would work.

//woah muse

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px;][justify]Mistlekit purred as her mother approached, and snickered a bit at her comment. "Hello momma." She said softly, purring slightly. It was still cold outside, somehow.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px;][justify]Mistlekit nodded in agreement to his remark. Speerrriiitt, she sounded it out in her head. "What does that mean?" She burst, then made a questionable face. It was a weird word. Maybe it meant sad? Oh no! What if everyone saw her as sad? Suddenly, she was concerned once more.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px;][justify]Mistlekit approached, her nose wrinkled in disgust. "Did someone far-" She was cut off when she saw the source of the stench. They were talking about two-legs? What were those? "There's things out there with two legs?" She asked loudly, nose covered with her paw.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px;][justify]Oh. That made a lot more sense now. At least she wasn't seen as sad. Brave. That was a cool word. Although she barely knew what that meant, she got the gist of it. Kind of like not afraid of things? Something along the lines of that? "Cool!" The lynx point remarked, flicking her tail. "By the way, I'm Mistlekit!"

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px;][justify]you could try this bab? :^) she's a cream point w blue eyes

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px;][justify]Pink skin? Two legs? "They sound horrible!" The kit said, shivering. Kittypet? Thats so weird. She couldn't believe that they keep cats in there nests. "What are there clans called? Do they have clans?" The kitten said.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px;][justify]track imma make a thread. poor misty gon be sick <3

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px;][justify]Mistlekit lay in the nursery, her head underneath her paws and tail wrapped around herself. It was horrible. Her head was throbbing with pain and her body was sending waves of pain throughout her veins and everything ached. She could barely get up and her body seemed immobilized. There was so much pain everywhere. Her body was hot to touch and it hurt to breathe. This was the start of the deadly sickness called yellowcough.

Her lungs were unable to breathe properly and her throat was swollen. It was hard to swallow anything, let alone get water down. Her legs were now sprawled out, due to the fact that she was sweating from the heat of her body.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px;][justify]Two-legs seemed horrible. First of all, they had dogs, second, they were ugly and pink, third of all, they didn't even have clans! "They seem gross and weird." She remarked, her tongue sticking out in disgust.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px;][justify]Mistlekit gaped at the missing leg. She was tempted to touch it but decided that'd be rude, so she just frowned. "That's stupid!" She exclaimed. If the leg still worked then there'd be no reason to cut it off! They're mean too, she decided.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px;][justify]Mistlekit groaned loudly, her frail body sprawled across her nest now. Her fur was matted and you could tell she had not had any time to groom herself. Nodding warily, she attempted to get herself up but fell when doing so. It was no use! What if she died? Oh no! "Will I die? Am I gonna die? Am I gonna feel horrible forever?" The questions went on and on, her voice rasping and it hurt to talk but she did anyway. "I feel like foxdu- I mean, gross." The femme corrected herself before she got scolded for cussing.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px;][justify]//retro to getting sick

Mistlekit approached, her eyes showing concern. Lungwort? Thats what you'd use? She was curious now. Misty had always been interested in herbs but she never admitted it because she assumed being a strong warrior was all anyone wanted. "You look uh- gross?" She said, flicking her tail concerned.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px;][justify]Mistlekit felt a wave of relief washing over her. At least she wasn't going to die, because that'd suck. "Thank you," she murmured raspily.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px;][justify]Mistlekit nodded slightly, barely able to move at this point. Auntie was gonna make it better. She was gonna get better. It was gonna be okay. Her limp body hadn't moved from her former position. The waves of pain were getting more and more frequent and her breathing was becoming shorter and shorter.

//noo museee

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px;][justify]Mistlekit was out sneaking around, as always and happened to come upon a strange scent. Her curiousity took over her senses and followed the trail. It led her to a-- "New friend!" Her eyes lit up and she pranced over to the feline. "Hello, I'm Mistlekit! Whats your name?" She asked, her head tilting to the side and ears quirked forward. The other kitten seemed to be looking at nothing, like she was looking at the air. Perhaps she was zoning out?

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px;][justify]Mistlekit is pretty much open to anything besides rape and stuff :^) plot away!

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px;][justify]track bc mistys just a lil kit