Post by Clemintine on Jun 22, 2015 23:16:02 GMT -5
OOC: although it's open certain things need to happen so try not to interfere too much when it comes to the action. ^_^ Midnight Roselocke @lilykit
IC:
The mourning patrol had left, but it was still a bit early for queens and kits to be up so it was strange to hear a noise inside. While the camp had warriors and apprentices waking up preparing for a days work, a certain kit was also waking up. With her short legs the small she-kit made her way to the den entrance her green eyes wide with excitement. Her ears perked up and in a matter of short moments she was off. Bounding across the camp with hyper little jumps like a rabbit, Pebblekit had started the day off like any other day. She was always up and about causing troubles for other and her queen. Pebblekit didn't call the queen that looked after her mother like the rest had, she called her queen. She didn't even call her by her warrior name.
Pebblekit dashed right over to the fresh kill pile climbing up a mouse, she grabbed onto the tail of a squirrel and jerked. Nothing budged. She jerked again, and again, and again. Still nothing. The kit eyed the beast with a death glare and placed her paws on dead prey prepared to try her best. With a quick and hard jerk she managed to free the beast but only for it to attack her. Falling down the fresh kill pile she landed on her back with the prey landing ontop of her. For a long moment she squirmed this way and that before finally getting free. Panting she leaned over catching her breath before turning back to the squirrel. She stood tall... well as tall as she could with her short legs. Pebblekit skipped around the squirrel feeling very proud of herself, she stopped behind it and nudged at it with her head. It moved but it moved very slowly across the camp as she strained herself to move it.
She stopped a bit away from the freshkill pile and climbed onto of the squirrel. She laid ontop of it protecting it from being stolen from other and began to gnaw at it's fur. Of course she couldn't break the skin but she wouldn't give up this morning, she was determined
Much like her mother.
It was strange to have Pebblekit around the Clan... while her other kits did resemble her Pebblekit resembled her the most. By that they meant she looked like Pebblestar got turned into a kit. A few cats stood around one day and watched Pebblekit laughing saying they imagined that's how Pebblestar would have acted as a kit. Another said that is how she acted in MidnightClan. Sometimes Pebblekit says strange things like she is past her age.
Perhaps TalonClan hasn't seen the last of Pebblestar...
IC:
The mourning patrol had left, but it was still a bit early for queens and kits to be up so it was strange to hear a noise inside. While the camp had warriors and apprentices waking up preparing for a days work, a certain kit was also waking up. With her short legs the small she-kit made her way to the den entrance her green eyes wide with excitement. Her ears perked up and in a matter of short moments she was off. Bounding across the camp with hyper little jumps like a rabbit, Pebblekit had started the day off like any other day. She was always up and about causing troubles for other and her queen. Pebblekit didn't call the queen that looked after her mother like the rest had, she called her queen. She didn't even call her by her warrior name.
Pebblekit dashed right over to the fresh kill pile climbing up a mouse, she grabbed onto the tail of a squirrel and jerked. Nothing budged. She jerked again, and again, and again. Still nothing. The kit eyed the beast with a death glare and placed her paws on dead prey prepared to try her best. With a quick and hard jerk she managed to free the beast but only for it to attack her. Falling down the fresh kill pile she landed on her back with the prey landing ontop of her. For a long moment she squirmed this way and that before finally getting free. Panting she leaned over catching her breath before turning back to the squirrel. She stood tall... well as tall as she could with her short legs. Pebblekit skipped around the squirrel feeling very proud of herself, she stopped behind it and nudged at it with her head. It moved but it moved very slowly across the camp as she strained herself to move it.
She stopped a bit away from the freshkill pile and climbed onto of the squirrel. She laid ontop of it protecting it from being stolen from other and began to gnaw at it's fur. Of course she couldn't break the skin but she wouldn't give up this morning, she was determined
Much like her mother.
It was strange to have Pebblekit around the Clan... while her other kits did resemble her Pebblekit resembled her the most. By that they meant she looked like Pebblestar got turned into a kit. A few cats stood around one day and watched Pebblekit laughing saying they imagined that's how Pebblestar would have acted as a kit. Another said that is how she acted in MidnightClan. Sometimes Pebblekit says strange things like she is past her age.
Perhaps TalonClan hasn't seen the last of Pebblestar...