Shellkit nodded to what she had been told by her mother, though she was wanting to play she remained calm and collected and near her brother in case he needed anything. She watched her sister Reedkit go and explore the camp vivid green eyes watching her. "I will try and be on my best behavior" she told her mom.
Her sister's words of praise warmed Dapplesky's heart. To Dappelsky, it meant the world to hear it. And thank Starclan for family like Sweetfern. She purred quietly in response. She gave the queen and her kits some space and sat near her medicine den. It was a good spot to look at the rest of camp from. Dapplesky wrapped her tail around her white paws and watched the kits play.
Frostfang dipped his head with gratitude in response to Sweetfern, before giving Dapplesky an appreciative look.
"Thank you for arriving so quickly, Dapplesky." He gave another dip of his head before turning to rest his amber gaze on Rushkit. Frostfang's whiskers twitched and an amused twinkle danced within his eyes.
"And you better be more careful, alright?" He purred momentarily and touched the tip of his tail to the top of Rushkit's head, however a touch of concern still remained in his tone. He turned and nodded toward the other kits.
"You two be careful as well. You were quite lucky today, Rushkit."
Letting out a breath, Frostfang glanced respectfully at his clanmates before turning and making his way to a more secluded, shady area. The muscular tom sank to the ground, sprawling his large paws before him and stretching, his gaze no longer darting but languid as he began to relax a little. His senses didn't dull, however. His ears continued to swivel this way and that, and his tail fell into a thumping rhythm at his side.
Post by Xx.Blackness.xX on Aug 1, 2015 0:37:29 GMT -5
Sweetfern pured and nodded to her kits as they promised, before she stretched a bit in her spot in the sun. She glanced thoughtfully at Dapplesky and Frostfang, her tail twitching as she went through many thoughts. It was true that her kits wouldn't have a father to raise them... But she felt assured that they would never be lacking in love or attention. Dapplesky and Frostfang already seemed to be acting like family towards the three little ones, and her heart felt warmed by this quiet assurance. She lifted a paw and cleaned her pads and claws studiously, flicking an ear now and then to catch the sounds of gusts of wind pulling at the foliage in the distance, and the sounds of birds flying far beyond. While eagles and predatory birds were common for IceClan, their ancestors had chosen such a secluded camp location that attacks were almost nonexistant. It seemed that, for all despite the prey situation, her worries were eased.
As the little kit sat in the sun letting it soak through his fur he though about going to lay beside his mother for comfort considering his situation. Rushkit slowly got up and headed for his mother and once he arrived he plopped down and purred now that he was beside his mothers warm pelt. "Hey mom what does it mean to have a sprained paw? Will my paw be in pain forever or will I be able to walk on it ever again?" The black and white tom questioned these things hoping they aren't true. Rushkit was now coming back to the real world after the shock that had gone through him during and after the fall, he now noticed that he is hungry and that he wanted something to eat. "Mom can I have something to eat?"
Post by Xx.Blackness.xX on Aug 2, 2015 1:04:42 GMT -5
Sweetfern was pulled from her reveries as Rushkit wandered closer, and she wrapped her smokey tail around the small kit and licked his forehead softly. "A sprained paw means you pulled or twisted it wrong, but the bone wasn't broken. It will hurt for a while but will heal and return to normal before too long. The pain will go away if you give it some time, listen to your auntie, and don't push it too much. It just needs time to heal." She said with a low reassuring purr. She chuckled quietly as the typical hunger returned, her topaz blue eyes sparkling as she nodded. "You certainly may. Would you like to try your first freshkill today? Brightstar brought us a marmot." she said with a gesture to the rare animal on the pile.
The young Shellkit explored the camp as she neared the entrance she sniffed and tilted her small head thinking her small fluffy tail twitched in thought, I wonder whats out there... she said to herself as she looked out of the opening, her eyes widened seeing the huge world that she had not yet learned about or seen. A bird flew past her face as she was peaking out which scared her half to death causing her to fly backwards in a panick back into camp she landed on her back panting heavily eyes widened in fear? curiosity? She wasn't to sure as of right now all she knew was that she wanted nothing to do with the outside... Or did she
Rushkit nodded his head slowly to the question his mother asked him, he had no idea what a marmot was but was curious to try it. He waited for his mother to return from the fresh kill pile with the marmot. "Will it taste bad?" The little tom mewed softly hoping it wouldn't considering the seeds Rushkit took for the pain after he sprained his small paw. After his mother laid the marmot in front of him the black and white kit hesitated at first but was to hungry to resist. After he took his first bite he started to chew his food and realized it was good and that he wanted some more. "Mommy can I have some more?" Rushkit had no idea that he was aloud to eat as much as he wanted of the marmot so to make sure he decided to as his mother.
Shellkit stalked her mother, her paws falling hard enough that she would be heard her breathing heavy as she walked she had seen her mom go to the kill pile to get something that looked nasty, her ears back tail flicking behind her as she waited in the wide open to pounce and when the right moment came she pounced onto her mums back and bit down softly, playfully a small growl in her throat as she held onto her moms fur/skin.
Heronfeather padded into camp, two voles clamped firmly in her jaws. She dropped them on the fresh kill pile, and made her way over to a sunny spot. She sat down and watched everyone.
Featherpaw trotted back through the camp's entrance, her dull grey eyes scanning the buzzing camp. The apprentice chuckled, watching the adventurous kits scamper and play, one even trying some of his first prey. She was glad there were kits around in camp again, as the mood always brightened at their arrival. Padding towards a shaded area, Featherpaw slumped down, cleaning her pelt as she thought of what she would do next. Perhaps she would go hunting, the pile was in constant need of restocking, and prey had been scarce. Nodding to herself, she decided to set off after a small rest, her pads sore from the long patrol Olivetail had taken her on.
Stormclan's boarder had been a new experience for her, and feeling the humid temperatures and soggy soil interested her. She was grateful they were not met by any Stormclan members, knowing with her mentor's hostility it would result in a feud. Running her long pink tongue over her back, she settled in, glancing around camp for perhaps someone to chat with.
Heronfeather glanced at Featherpaw as she entered camp, and hesitated before standing up. Not the one to socialize, Heronfeather was only checking on what happened at the border. She trotted over to the apprentice, and leaned down to her level.
Featherpaw's spotted, slim body twisted, stretching along the chilly ground with a yawn. The long patrol had taken it out of the small she, but she knew a hunt was in order soon. Sighing, she longed for another apprentice to do these things with, growing up with no cats her own age becoming boring. The grey she perked up, her large ears swirling to the warrior who had approached her, surprised the usually quiet she had come by. Gaining to her haunches, Featherpaw dipped her head to Heronfeather, listening carefully to the she's whispered words. "Nothing today.." she replied, secretly thankful that no Stormclan warriors had greeted them on their journey. The air was tense in camp, and the last thing they needed was an attack.
ReedKit explored quietly, her little nose sniffing at everything that moved. She saw a butterfly and moved to chase it, but she stayed back, remembering her mother asking them not to play.
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StormClan is in a constant state of caution around the other clans. The state of affairs in the land leaves them distrusting of outsiders, and all the battle training and border patrols leave a constant strain on the Clan. StarClan knows how long they can continue.
IceClan is in a constant state of caution around the other clans. The state of affairs in the land leaves them distrusting of outsiders, and all the battle training and border patrols leave a constant strain on the Clan. StarClan knows how long they can continue.
FireClan is in a constant state of caution around the other clans. The state of affairs in the land leaves them distrusting of outsiders, and all the battle training and border patrols leave a constant strain on the Clan. StarClan knows how long they can continue.