Posts by Eddie B.

Pinefall hadn't expected the kits to be do anytime soon, thinking they still had a bit of time before their due date. Yet the Abyssinian wasn't upset or anything, rather he was nervous to see if they all were healthy and full of like. His time back in the tribe meant that Pine had encountered female's with litters that didn't last. These of course were different as he could now see, the 6 small bodies that all were hastily pressed up against Jewelpelt. They were one of the new lives of darkclan, and might he say that this was quite a proud moment. "Jewelpelt! Are you alright? They look wonderful and I'm sure Sunfeather will come and look them over soon enough" The molly in front of him definitely had a reason to be winded, bringing children into this world truly looked tiring. It was time to keep his promise on always being there for her, as well as their kittens.

Pinefall did understand that going outside the nursery for the first time may be a little nerve wracking. Not from his own experience of course, but rather through some kits that he watched grow up and were apprentices by now. Coming only after hearing Branchkit screech, wanting to know who and what happened. "What's going on?" The warrior would glance towards Branchkit then back at Featherpaw, had she thought it would be ok to take a kitten out of the nursery? His tone did hold a sternness about it, clearly not likely on what he guessed happened. "Featherpaw....you cannot force a kitten to leave if they don't want to" Especially with them being his own children, Pine had to draw a line on certain things. She could accidentally hurt branchkit or any of the others if this continued to happen.

"They still have quite a few moons before they become apprentices. Now please let Branchkit back into the nursery." The clear distress that Branchkit was in caught his attention, but all he could do was ask her to let him go. It was only if she refused to would Pinefall become aggravated. Without Jewelpelt being around, the tom felt himself needing to press more against those that were causing trouble. "I'd hate for us to argue but you aren't his sister or even related to any of them. Which means you have no right to snatch any of my kids away from where they feel safe" He clearly was learning that going 100% the docile route wasn't going to work. Featherpaw wasn't his apprentice, but she was tempting to bring harm their way. Going out a night even in camp could go bad. The warrior highly doubted that she would be there if something did go down.

These kittens meant the world to him, even if they did occasionally butt heads. Pine would put his life on the line if it ever came to such things.

Pinefall had indeed been lacking on his warriors duties ever since the birth of his kits, only now was one of the first times he'd been patrolling the border in a long time. The longhair seemed to know the basis of his clan quite well, even with being raised up among the tribe cats. It didn't take long for Pine to catch a scent he was unfamiliar with, one that hadn't yet clashed with the foliage surrounding their mountain home. He wasn't sure on their current situation with loners, so he simply could be the one to greet and see if they perceive as a threat. "Hello there, what brings you to darkclan?" The tom would ask, making sure he didn't seem to threatening or anything to this stranger. They would likely need to wait for either Jewelpelt or Pitchstar before any decisions were made on how this was to be handled.

Pinefall could only shift on his paws, hoping this didn't spiral up into something terrible. It apparently was becoming protocol on checking out each long, possibly to see if someone was once apart of another clan. He wasn't quite so sure, as his joining into darkclan had been before Pitchstar had even joined himself. The former tribe cat held no bearing, so he wasn't exactly a danger back then. Focusing on Tigermoon once more, hoping she wouldn't be simply kicked out due to a little defiance. They had warriors but it was always good when another came, without any issues or trouble nipping at their heels of course.

This new space caused the small kitten squirm; worse so when she was shoved around by her other unseen sibling. This only made Salem move closer against lavendersouls. The warmth lulled the newborn into a peaceful sleep.

Salem was far to young to understand how politics went in bloodclan; finding the adults boring as they talked for what seemed like ages. She instead prefered to be running amok in the bloodhouse; careful to not get caught as she dashed through the empty halls. Just recently the kitten had found a small cloth that was discarded along the ground; it was soft and something she wished to give to her mama. Surely her mother would appreciate this more then whoever lost such a gift; and she wasn't going to let someone tell her otherwise.

So the tortoiseshell kit could be seen traveling through rooms; unaware that she was possibly intruding on those that stayed there. Then again she didn't appear to care, knowing little about the clan she was born into. Causing a little bit of ruckus was always fun right? That is until someone got caught red-handed or caused things to go down hill.

It was just like any other day, seeing as Salem once again departed from her mother's room. Despite how close the tortoiseshell was to her mother, she wanted to explore more of bloodclan. This was her home after all, might as well do as much as she could at a young age. It wasn't like she'd leave the bloodhouse....unless of course she was supervised by a trusted individual. For now Salem would be slipping in and out of bloodclanner's rooms, curious on who she'd run into. Maybe they'd spend some time with her; or possibly tell her something that may keep the 3 month old kitten occupied.

It wasn't until the final room she went into did she become startled. Salem's attention was focused on a shadow until she walked into something. The kitten fell backwards, landing on the floor with a thud.

Her mind still felt like it was spinning, only stopping one Salem focused on an unknown form. She was grateful for being lifted up but also nervous that she did something wrong. "I'm sorry...I-I just w-wanted to explore" She had a small pout, hoping there wasn't any hard feelings about her mistake. The skull that rested on the carpet did intrigue her, but she didn't have that vast of a mind to understand.

Bloodclan may be seen as ruthless and dangerous; but they were good to one another. Her mother never did explain who all the cats were, meaning this would be the first one she met one on one. "My name's Salem..."She had hoped that this interaction would turn into a meeting. Rather then being carried to her mother and deal with the chaos she caused.