Well I decided to just make a new account. So heya, Jayie here playing LambSlate kiddo.
I'm gonna get her stuff all ready and by probably tomorrow I'll have posts with her out! <3
Well I decided to just make a new account. So heya, Jayie here playing LambSlate kiddo.
I'm gonna get her stuff all ready and by probably tomorrow I'll have posts with her out! <3
Heya everyone!! <333
would you guys be alright with me tagging ya'll in a thread where Asp gets glomped by precious lambslate babies? ;3thunderclan needs some pure threads and that one would be s w e l l
Um...yes!!
❝ BASICS ❞ ――
♥ Sugarkit-claw- | "Sugar"
― Sugar relating to her alabaster pelt and sweet personality. Claw relating to her strong ability to fight and protectiveness over her family
♥ Female | She/Her | Bisexual | 4 moons| ages at real life rate
♥ ThunderClan | Kit | Sugar
♥ A more sweeter softer spoken version of Jailbird BloodClan Deputy
❝ RELATIONSHIPS ❞ ―― Just like lambs
♥ Lambstar x Slatewing | family member?
♥ inheritance of white fur and soft curls
♥ single | [0] crushes | not looking | May develop small crushes in the near future
♥ ½ of no current ship
❝ APPEARANCE❞ ―― Marching to the slaughter
♥ CURRENT APPEARANCE: Sugarkit is more like her mama Lamb than anything. She adorns a large fluffy almost not curly more so wavy pelt of pure white that unfortunately manages to gather lots of things in due to it's thickness. She can be seen as a shorter stubbier figure more rounder and tubbier. Although the "fat" could just be to blame her thick fur. She walks on legs low to the ground giving her this young look as she is smaller than the rest.; White long slightly wavy hair, short legs, light dark mint/teal green eyes
reference link here
♥ mutations: Short legs
♥ accessories: N/A
❝ PERSONALITY AND QUIRKS❞ ―― Unaware of their future
♥ KEYWORDS: Quiet, soft spoken, kind, friendly, protective, sassy, more book smart, joker, and a bit hot headed. She's a mama's girl or mamas' girl. Loves to stick close to her parents.
extended personality TBD
INFJ & Hufflepuff
♥ disorders ―Very mild social anxiety, slight stutter
❝ AESTHETICS❞ ―― Unaware of everything
♥ smells like: Sugar, milk, dandelions & daisies
♥ feels like silk, sheep, wolf fur, blankets
♥ colours green, white, black
♥ objects / motifs thorns, pale flowers, outdoors, forest,
♥ pinterest link / spotify link
❝ INTERACTIONS❞ ―― Hush hush child
♥ Very easy
♥ No current special abilities
♥ You can powerplay with permision
♥ No current training level
Depends on what they look like and their personality honestly
Sneezewhisker is adorable.
Is it just me or is anyone else experiencing slowness on Feralfront?
Sneezewhisker hands down.
Sneezespots?
Honestly I'd stick with Sneezewhisker
Sun speckled spots littered the floor peering through thin greenery above. Soft delicate petite paws lead her forwards in a shuffling manner like an old lady. Birdsong comes in lulls and bursts, the silence and the singing working together as well as any improvised melody. The forest was the orchestra of her mind, playing one enchanting symphony after another. It's leaves dance to an unheard beat, whispering their songs to the wind. In here, sheltered by the mighty trees, is every kind of life, from the humble beetle to enchanting birds of every color. She held out her large paw up to feel the cascading light, a brilliant white shaft illuminating the clearing in a warm sunny glow.
Her large head turned surprised as Asphodilepaw spoke. A game? Peculiar. She's never played a game honestly. She'd seen the other kittens playing them often but she strayed away from the hullabaloo. She turned spotting Mintkit glancing at her. She frowned before turning to Asphodilepaw.
" W-what game would you like to play? "
She sat her fluffy rump on the floor, long feathery tail swishing softly as she waited. Her large head turned slightly to the left looking at the tom with huge soft curious green eyes.
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Her dark green orbs whizzed to face Rosekit, large head swinging to follow. A small warm smile turned her features as she listened to her more...excitable sibling practically bounce with pure energy as she spoke. Moss! Ah yes. She'd watched the other play the common game frequently. It was a pass time the youngsters favored. She knew most of the rules to an extent. Maybe Aspodilepaw could explain it. He was much older so he must've played the game so many times. Then again...the tom was more snappish than most kittens. Hmm...
She was snapped away from her thoughts to the sound of the Medicine Cat speaking and looked up from her paws where she had her gaze furrowed as she thought. They'd follow. Alrighty.
As she rose to her large paws, short limbs only putting her shorter than she was sitting, she began to wonder. Had she noticed hesitation in the pale cream and tan tom? Highly unlikely. She brushed it off as her imagination as shuffled forwards following Asphodilepaw to the small den. The only movement was the occasional bird, startling in a tree or a squirrel dashing up a nearby trunk. The sound of running water in the brook has the same hypnotic quality as music, she wanted to stop just to drink in the sound. Shaking her head she realized she'd paused and continued to pad forwards.
" H-how do you play Moss ball? "
She shuffled a little faster on short limbs to catch up to the huge compared to her, apprentice as she gazed up at him with curious huge green oculars.
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As the small, rather pinkish first kit entered the world, the one thing that she was sure of was... well, nothing. She didn't know where she was. As she inhaled her first breath, there was nothing besides the breath itself. What she got from the breath wasn't warm or cold or sharp or sweet or anything of the sort - simply put, there was nothing. It was empty, nonexistent, and there wasn't anything she thought that could really do about that.
The little bundle of skin and bones wiggled around a little bit, not really sure of the placement she was in. She could feel the fur of her mother, or what she assumed was her mother, somewhat brushing beside her, and the strange, dusty, earthish ground beneath her that felt packed and firm - perhaps, that would become the constant in this life - and the weird little bundles beside her, of which she assumed that was her siblings...
The kit managed to inch and wiggle her way over to where she assumed her mother was, but in actuality, the minuscule femme was going the wrong way and was slowly inching away from her. The kit squirmed a bit more at the loss of warmth and feeling beside her but the little pinkish white molly wasn't sure how to get back. The fur from her side had disappeared and now all that she could feel was the weird ground beneath her. Where was her siblings? They must've already been tended to. What could she do now? Wiggling her soon to be alabaster body, sightless head turning around, she mewled softly.
" Eeep. "
She squeaked, wiggling more unsure of what was going on. White noise droned in her small cotton filled ears only making her more annoyed. Everything was happening at once and it confused her to a point of frustration. Everyone needed to pipe down.
Too much stimulation was causing her to become frightened and her small tiny breaths quickened to choked pants. But they were so small and soft it was almost unnoticeable. One could only tell something wasn't quite right with her. The lack of needed oxygen began to pain her, causing her head to sting. Ouchie!
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[ I don't mind! <3 ]
You don't mind this girl hanging out with Asphodel and just questioning everything while helping him out with something like maybe planting herbs or something else. She wants to be helpful but doesn't know what to do since she's so young.
I feel Sugarkit will grow fast to him considering he was the first cat that she'd properly met and she's not all that good at making other friends.
I could if you want!
The forest was one of those places which had no palpable reason to exist. It was a creaking shack created by nature to serve as a reminder that things could always be much, much worse. The unnatural, choking mist that swirled and sprawled on the forest floor was the first thing that spoke of a strange sort of wrongness. The sound of mushy and dead leaves whispered from under the skin of the mist. The air is freshest after a rainfall and the water seeps from the path over her webbed paws and dying her soft wavy fur a dark murky brown. Here her thoughts fly to the canopy above, free, but protected by the boughs.
She knew she shouldn't have been out. Her mothers had both nagged her of taking a nap like the rest of her siblings should. "Rest up and you'll feel even more energetic that the past day." She didn't want to rest up. The sun was so bright still and it had continued to shine at her screwed shut eyes. She'd failed to rest and she she'd quickly slipped out of the nursery. Under any normal circumstances it would've been silent movement, but due to her thick stubby legs she more shuffled or waddled out of the room. Every movement created a small noise of fur brushing against fur and she would pause glancing back at her mom cringing slightly. Until eventually she'd escaped successfully.
Now she was sitting on the muddy sand in the middle of the clearing as she glanced around with wide dark green eyes. But she grew bored of the long sitting in one place after a while. So she stood up. Glancing around she took in the area. What would she do now? She wasn't going to go back to the nursery that was for sure. She didn't have any friends to play with, nor did she know of any game or like to partake in them. Her long fluffy tail swished on the ground lightly, getting a bit of mud in it too. Her mother would be furious when she saw her. No doubt she'd get caught with her muddy pelt. But either way it'd be worth it. Her green gaze furrowed as she tried to think of something to do. Hmm... Oh wait! She could see Asphodelpaw. She knew the tom was a bit cranky but he was the closest thing to a friend. At the least an acquaintance. So deciding quickly, she waddled forward to the den entrance, paws squelching in the mud as she moved. Yuck.
" A-Asphodelpaw? "
Her voice was soft and gentle. She didn't want to anger to tom without even getting to see him face to face yet. Not that she wanted to anger him at all. She shifted slightly, mud squishing around her toes and sinking slightly. Stupid rain.
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Sugarkit frowned a bit at Asphodel's response but quickly got over it as she began to slow down to pace with her sister. But it seemed there was no need because quickly the pincurled sibling was at her side in a heart beat speaking sharply. She winced at the volume of her sisters voice internally, but nodded shyly before speaking.
" I-I do not. "
Yes she'd "participated" but honestly she would sit there at the side lines silently. When the moss was passed to her she'd quickly bat it away frightened one would get mad at her if she messed up. Not that there really was a way to mess up in moss ball was there? She frowned scrunching her eyes as she went deep into thought trying to figure out the whole fiasco while she walked absent mindedly.
But her mind was quickly snapped back to reality as her head swung backwards to face her mother so fast she could've sworn her neck popped. A small eep of surprise escaped her, long fur bushing up, before she realized who it was and she quickly settled down. Stopping from her walking to face her mother she felt a soft high pitched purr escape her tiny maw, stretching her head up to rub it lovingly on Lambstar's chest. As she stepped away, her mother bent down to lap lovingly at her head. One small sprig of fur, more of a pincurled than the rest of her more wavy fur, stuck to her head for a few seconds before springing back up stubbornly. Though she honestly didn't notice all that much.
" H-Hi mama. "
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Out of the darkness appeared the needed tom himself like a phantom in the night. She felt her fur bunch up as she bit her charcoal rubbery lips, stifling the yelp of surprise. She noticed his gaze catch her paws and frowned. She definitly wasn't in the best of looks currently.
As the older tom spoke, the small femme allowed her paper thin audits to fold to her skull, in a small flinching motion. She was frightened Asphodelpaw would scold her intensely. It wasn't needed however as his tone we less frightening. Her whiskers twitched gently, little alabaster, muck stained mittens rising as if to help her articulate what she was trying to explain.
" I-I'm sorry! I just couldn't sleep and well...I just thought maybe I could help you with something! I-I understand if you don't want my help. I'm just a little kit who would get in your way. B-but! I promise I won't get into anything. And you're always so busy with everything and so frazzled so I thought you could use the small help! A-and maybe I could plant some herbs with you o-or something since it just rained and the soil is soft o-or I could organize something. "
Her voice ended in a small child like squeak causing her to wince. Good going Sugarkit, way to keep your cool. Her tiny little talons dug into the mud in anger as she glared at her dirtied paws. Great now he'd just send her right back to her mother and Lambstar would just scold her and she'd get punished.
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Sugarkit glanced upwards at the trees. With intruiged huge green oculars she watched as the sun slowly move. It would be hard to notice had you not been looking hard enough, but as she stared she could see how the clouds shifted at a quite fast pace. Like they had somewhere to go. Where did they go to? They could seemingly vanish when ever they wanted.
Sugarkit twitched a small alabaster ear as her dark green eyes turned towards Asphodelpaw as the older began to speak. She couldn't see his face due to him turning his back to her but she could only guess that the tom was flustered. She listened to him speak and nodded. Seemed about right. I mean she didn't even know how to play the game herself. The tom threw a challenging glare at her mother and she glanced over her shoulder to her mom to see her reaction with wide green eyes.
And then Slatewing appeared. Her other mother. Smiling lightly she shuffled to her and nuzzled her chest as well giving a small soft purr before stepping away. She watched as the warrior spoke and her smile grew slightly at the prospect of the oriental throwing moss balls at the cranky elders and then getting scolded afterwards.
" A-aspodelpaw will get some right now b-but. "
She stopped watching Mintkit as her trotted to the shaded clearing. Moss balls lay scattered in the area, some worn down to just scraps of the greenery. She nodded her head to Mintkit as they pretty much finished her sentence.
" But, there's where the kits get them. T-they're a bit roughed up t-though. Plus I'm s-sure Asphodelpaw has some newer moss to use. R-right? "
She paused to look to Asphodelpaw with huge green probing eyes. She wasn't too fond of using the old moss anyways. It was so torn and tattered from previous usage. She swished her long fluffy tail on the ground, short stubby legs shifting slightly. Right?
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Finch girl :0