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[Comfreykit]

Since having been released upon WindClan with his littermates like a plague, Comfreykit had found that he rather preferred the solemnity of the nursery, as hard as it was to find solitude when it was full of rambunctious, learning-their-way kittens. The point was that Comfreykit preferred time to himself, and he'd found that sometimes, as long as mother was watching, he could leave the nursery and look around. It wasn't being by himself, exactly, but it provided more stimulation than he had fumbling about in the nursery between larger and smaller paws. There was a whole world out there that he had yet to come to know, and he wanted to know so badly what all there was to know.

That was how he found himself out of the nursery, though still close by, kitten-blue eyes searching the faces of each cat who passed by. He wasn't sure what he was looking for, but he was certainly searching for something in each of those faces; and though some time had passed, Comfreykit looked back over his shoulder at mother, checking to see if she was still there, watching over him as he waited. Rocking himself back and forth as he turned back around to the greater camp, Comfreykit's gaze passed over the ever-watchful Dimmingsun - better known to him as the tom whose tail had been the target of the brood's antics.

A breeze wafted towards the kit, and he looked forward, eyes focusing in on a cream-and-mink pelt that had just started by. And he didn't know why, or how, but Comfreykit knew that this was who he'd been waiting and looking for all afternoon in front of the nursery. Getting to paws that were growing steadier with each passing day, Comfreykit started forward, all notions of obeying mother and staying close by forgotten as he traipsed after the tom that had just passed by. He didn't call out, didn't mewl or attempt a greeting, just followed after the other tom. It was a rather funny sight, Thistlepaw having found himself with a little duckling tagging after him.

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• ! please wait for @THISTLEPAW ! + mother tag @BLUEFROST
  

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• COMFREYKIT ✩ kit of windclan, zero moons
  → walks hunched over.
  → peaceful and healing powerplay permitted.
  → penned by Archivist → .archivist on discord.
  

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[THISTLEPAW !]

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Since his promotion, Thistlepaw very much avoided walking near the nursery as much as possible. He dreaded seeing Thriftfeather and Bluefrost ( living with them until his ceremony had been plenty of time spent near each other, thanks ). He would go in if Gravelsnap told him to take prey to the queens, but he would not engage with them at all aside from curt words and nods.

Today he was glad to have avoided such duty. Some other apprentice had been tasked with it - and so he steered clear of going into the nursery. Instead, the nursery came to him. DuskClan hangs heavy on his mind from the encounter a few sunrises ago, so he's none the wiser to the small addition to his shadow that now waddles after him like a lost duckling.

The seal-point is walking towards his nest until the ever-familiar scent of milk wafts by, and his ears perk in surprise and confusion. He stops dead in his tracks and glances around — he's not close enough to the nursery for the smell to be this strong. It's not until he looks down that he realizes why. Ah. One of Bluefrost's children strayed far from home. His gaze holds none of the comtempt it does for his parents; Comfreykit did not choose to be born to traitors of WindClan. Instead, his stare is blank as he studies the moon-old kit following him. He looks just like Cottonsprig.

Thistlepaw is not in the mood to be a kit-sitter, however, especially for someone like Bluefrost. He lowers his head and - as gently as he can - grabs the tomkit by the scruff. His steps are quick as he does not wish to draw more unwanted attention towards himself or the mewling kitten, and hopes to just drop him off and go about with his day.

"I think you lost something." He speaks hushedly, putting Comfreykit by his mother's paws. You should watch him more carefully. The apprentice judges, turning to leave the nursery once more.

𝐆𝐎𝐃 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓 *:･ﾟ✧ 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓

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  LH Seal-point with low white​

  
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  THISTLEPAW he / him apprentice of windclan
  son of Rattleheart x Venomstrike, brother to Bunnypaw, Crunchykit, Vinekit and Splinterkit.
  Lissom seal-point prickly-furred kitten with white markings on his face, chest, belly, paws and tail. His tail is long and has a tufted tip.
  "speech" thoughts

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