Posts by BrittanaSplash

Nope, no snow at all. It's always warm here.

TPBM lives somewhere where it's raining right now?

Quincekit let out a muffled mew, not too happy to be out in the world yet. The dilute tortie crawled towards her mother's stomach, eyes shut tight as they would be for a while. She nosed around instinctively until she found a teat, and began to suckle, purring as she felt the warm milk flow down her throat.

Downfall stiffened as she heard her former clanmate insulting WindClan. She was tempted to throw herself out there right this moment to teach her a lesson, but she kept her mouth shut and continued watching in silence.

Quincekit, full with milk, detached herself from her mother's belly and rolled over, purring.

That was it. Downfall creeped out from the shadows, the fur along her spine rising. "Who just wanted peace?" She hissed, her blue eyes narrowed. "Our leader was killed! How is that peaceful? How can you stand to just leave our clan and toss it aside? Gravelstar has so much on her shoulders right now - she needs all of the support she can get!" The shaded ginger warrior was fighting back tears, her body shaking with frustration.

Quincekit stirred as she sensed that one of her siblings was on the move. Not wanting to be left out, she rolled back onto her stomach and blindly crawled across the ground, her tiny nose stuck high in the air.

"ShadowClan did us wrong. They purposely crossed our borders, trying to claim our territory. Scarredstar talked to Winterstar about it, but it didn't stop," she spat. "We had no other choice. We needed to show them that we aren't as weak and vulnerable as they seem to think we are!"

Is there a ShadowClan thread yet?

Quincekit heard the loud squeak and copied the sound, kneading her paws into the ground. The dilute tortie opened her eyes, revealing them to be a brilliant, leafy green, with flecks of brown and amber - the colors of the forest. She looked all around her, her huge, bright eyes focusing on nothing in particular. She crawled over to Whirlkit, the only other kit that had their eyes open, and lay down next to her, once again copying the sound of the squeak that she'd made a moment ago.

Quincekit squeaked again, a high-pitched sound, louder than before. She reached out a dappled paw and gently batted her sister on the cheek. Her eyes sparkled a bit with the first emotion she would ever show - joy. The dilute tortie decided that squeaking was indeed a fun sound!

Quincekit squeaked again, rolling over next to her sister and purring.

ooc; Sure, that sounds cool! They could have like a Leafpool-Squirrelflight thing ^.^

Quincekit winced at her sister's squeak. That had been a loud one! The dilute tortie rolled back onto her stomach, squeaking as loud as she could manage.

Quincekit let out a high-pitched mew of annoyance at the squeak, her sensitive ears ringing. The dilute tortie buried her face into Whirlkit's shoulder, mewing.

Quincekit squealed as her sister jumped on top of her. The forest-eyed kit started to roll over, attempting to trap Whirlkit underneath her.

Quincekit allowed her sister to pin her down, too occupied by the sounds that Honeykit and Moonkit were making. The dilute tortie crawled out from underneath Whirlkit, looking at Honeykit with huge, amber & brown-tinted eyes. What did the sounds mean? Whatever they were, Quincekit liked them, and wanted to try it out as well. She opened her mouth, and at first, the strangest sound came out that was most definitely not talking. Determined, she opened it again, and managed to stumble out the basic syllables of Honeykit's name. "Hu-naey-kot," She mewed sternly, her voice strangely serious-sounding.

Could you post the link to the ShadowClan thread? Maybe we could get it active again.

Opaquekit growled as another strange-smelling cat padded into the nursery. What did they want? The tuxedo kit watched with wary, untrusting eyes.

Opaquekit growled, his fur bristling at the sight of the stranger taking Silentkit. "Let 'er go!" He growled, swiping at Immortality's leg.

Opaquekit let out an oof as he felt himself being kicked away from the stranger who was holding Silentkit - only to crash right into another stranger (Pixel). The small tomkit growled, puffing his chest out and glaring half-heartedly at Pixel. He was too nervous to look truly angered.