camp ALONG THE WATER 𓆟 twoleg kit

[CRABPAW]

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 It’s a nice day today. The sun is shining high overhead, the shimmering scales of fish can be seen from the shore near the nursery, and Crabkit feels calm as he looks out into the water. It isn’t often that the brightly colored tomkit is still, but he enjoys staring at the river as it rushes past. Occasionally, a strong current will send waves lapping gently at his paws, and the kit giggles; otherwise, Crabkit is silent. It’s relaxing, watching fish swim around under the surface of the water.

His peace is interrupted, however, by the sudden movement of something large crashing through the reeds on the other side of the river. Mossy eyes shift upward, expecting a returning patrol or maybe even a big heron—but it’s nothing he’s ever seen before. The thing walks on two legs, and plods around gracelessly. It has no regard for the plants or the creatures around it, and the strange stick that it holds flicks against the water as it moves. Crabkit can’t tell what exactly it is—a bird? Just weird, and without feathers?

"WHA-!" He squeaks out, jumping back from the water’s edge. He hadn’t even heard the thing coming! But it doesn’t seem to notice him, and so the kit scrambles backward, ears pressing flat against his head. "Mama! Mama!" He rushes toward the center of camp, his little tail puffed out with panic as he looks around frantically for calico-patched fur. Where’s his mom at?

˚𓆛˚｡ the river will take me

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  CRABKIT ❯❯ he/him, kit of riverclan
  𓆟 ginger and cream tabby with rippling white spotting and mossy green eyes. highly emotional and difficult to keep focused on one subject.
  𓆟 son of iciclefang ; brother to cragkit & pinekit
  𓆟 peaceful and healing powerplay permitted
  𓆟 penned by foxlore

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[Gladefrost]

Mama! Mama! The red and cream figure of Crabkit quickly grabs her attention, and her ears pin back. He had came racing from somewhere as she quickly moves to the young tom, and attempts to soothe him. " Hey, hey. It's gonna be okay Crabkit. Your mom will be here in a minute. " The chocolate spotted tabby would coo softly as she glances around in the direction which the kit had came rushing from. He seemed panicked from something and there was a strange lingering scent in the air, and it had a strange taste on her tongue. What was it?

" Did something scare you? " Troutsnout would murmur softly towards the young tom-kit, her eyebrows slightly furrowed in concern. There was so many things changing on the territory and the influx of twolegs coming in, who knew what scared him? Did he see a weird duck like Shellpaw attempted to catch, a twoleg or something else? It makes her throat to tense of what could scare the child horribly to run in such a panic in search for Iciclefang. She attempts to gently pat his head before going in the direction he came dashing from in search of what he saw or spooked him.
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[EVENINGPAW]

Eveningkit is certainly nobody's mother, but she does arrive within a fraction of a minute. She's like moth to flame whenever something interesting happens... on the off-chance that it occurs without her direct involvement, of course.

The rich russets of Troutsnout's pelt hides Crabkit from her view for just a moment. Eveningkit is quick to tip-toe around long-haired fur, not wishing to trip over it and fall gracelessly to the ground. "What happened?" she asks despite Troutsnout's own inquiry, question laced with equal amounts of concern and curiosity.

"Is it a monster? I'll drive it away. Look!" With all her might, she wills for the tufts along her spine to rise up and give her the appearance of someone much bigger and scarier. Crabkit had been lounging at the edge of camp; whatever scared him must be close, and she is nobody if not a protector and entertainer (clown, some might say) all at once.
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[Dawnkit]

⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ Crabkit's yelling turned a lot of heads, Dawnkit included. He wasn't as quick to rush in to see what was going on, choosing to watch the others for a moment. They were clearly very frightened, all puffed up, looking for their mother. He didn't know where iciclefang was but would definitely be willing to help Crabkit find her.

Dawnkit had a feeling that the other kit wasn't calling out for his mom because he missed her. They came from the direction of the river, and Dawnkit wondered what could possibly be so scary down there. His small brows furrowed, but some strange things have been going on lately. With a determined nod, the lilac kit It decided that it would be better to check that Crabkit wasn't hurt then to continue playing. Putting some pep in his step, Dawnkit placed himself next to Troutsnout and Eveningkit. Chuckling at the latter’s antics.

"Take some deep breaths," he soothed, trying to calm down the ginger kit. "I'll help you look for your mom if you want."

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  Dawnkit — he/him ･ 3 moons ･ Riverclan kit ･ PENNED BY @Ghostunes!

  lilac ticked tabby with white across his face and chest and has leaf green eyesTags ​

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[Foxpaw!]

He was startled by Crabkit's horrified shriek, which caused him to stumble and nearly fall as he attempted to turn quickly. He came barreling towards the sound, more curious than frightened about whatever Crabkit had been screaming about. "What is it?" he asked. "What happened?" Whatever it was, it didn't seem to be chasing Crabkit, which only made Fox more curious. Had the other kit's screaming scared it away?

Intent on seeing this horrifying creature, Fox trotted unafraid towards the shore. He wouldn't fall in if he was careful, so even if the RiverClanners told his mama that he'd been close to the water when she came to get him, she couldn't be mad at him. Maybe she'd even be proud that he'd bravely faced a scary new enemy!

Reaching the bank, Fox too caught sight of the weird looking pink thing on the far shore. His amber eyes stretched wide as he stared at it. It certainly wasn't a cat, that was for sure. He supposed that maybe it could be some kind of giant, featherless bird, but where was its beak? How would it fly away without feathers?

"What the heck is that?!" he blurted, still staring. "And WHY is it so ugly?!?"

 

[Snakeblink]

MAYBE I'D BE A SAINT IF I WEREN'T ————————————​

Many things can make Snakeblink run: a warrior from another clan, a fox, a storm, a large duck trying sufficiently hard… But if anything can make him run towards danger rather than away from it, it would be the sound of a kit yelling.

They can be dramatic little things, and usually scream for nothing, but the past few moons have been nerve wracking and he has become even more overprotective as a result.

His long legs carry him quickly across camp to the gaggle of kits, eyes scanning the chaotic huddle. The initial yelling seems to have come from one of Iciclefang’s brood, but the small tabby is only ruffled, not hurt. Frowning, he follows in Troutsnout’s wake and gazes through the reeds at whatever may have spooked the kit.

There he has to echo Foxkit’s dismay: what in Starclan’s name is this odious thing? The weird, naked limbs all point towards one explanation, but… ”First a puppy and now what? A twoleg’s kit? This is getting ridiculous,” he mutters, looking at the strange creature trampling through their territory. ”We cannot let it come any closer.”​

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  — Snakeblink • he / him. 51 ☾, riverclan warrior
  — a sleek, skinny tabby with long ears and a scar over his right eye.
  — gay, not actually evil, penned by @Kangoo
  
  
  

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[iciclefang]

She’d taken a few moments for herself; the kits were all content to play in their own way, peacefully observing the river, playing by themselves, keeping their busy little paws occupied. She suns herself languidly outside the nursery, feeling the warmth seep through her fur and into her bones. Her moment of peace is shattered, though, and quickly; a shriek erupts through the peace of camp. Crabkit, his ruddy fur fluffed out in a panic, barrels through the reeds circling camp’s edge. Iciclefang is on her paws immediately, her teeth exposed. “Did something hurt you?” She pushes her way through the other warriors who have come to tend to her son, and though she’s thankful, she’ll whisk them away impatiently with her tail. She sniffs him along the length of his flank and spine, satisfied that he seems to be intact. “What’s the matter?”

She turns in the direction Snakeblink’s emerald eyes sear in, and she bristles involuntarily at the sight, just as her child had. Something tall and spindly and gangly, arms and legs bare and pale in the sunlight, sits on the riverbank, something like a stick between their forepaws. A string of something floats in the water before it, attached to the stick. “A Twoleg’s kit,” she repeats, incredulous. “We should scare it away. It’s entirely too close to camp for my liking.” She turns back to the gaggle of kits, eyes lingering for a moment on her own son, before her eyes narrow coldly against the glare of sun on the Twoleg kit’s silhouette.

『 out of character. 』 ✧･ﾟ:* 『 about. 』

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• Iciclekit . Iciclepaw . Iciclefang, she/her w/ feminine terms.
  — “speech”, thoughts, attack
  — 23 moons old, ages realistically on the 17th.
  — mentored by Smokestar ; mentoring Cicadapaw ; previously mentored n/a
  — riverclan lead warrior & queen. mudpelt x icesparkle, gen 2.
  — former mate to Stormywing ; current mate to no one.
  — penned by Marquette.
  
  
  sh tortoiseshell and white she-cat with ice-blue eyes. confident, capable, proud, dry, conceited, condescending, distrustful.
  
  

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[Pinepaw ⭒]

-ˋˏ ༻ ❆༺ ˎˊ- The sight of Crabkit barreling through camp, teary-eyed and calling for their shared mother is nothing new, and Pinekit almost doesn’t bat an eye to Cragkit and her mound of damp dirt she was simply reinforcing after it had been subjected to a couple days of wear. Then, Crabkit draws a crowd to himself, and Pinekit is forced to abandon the task at paw in order to investigate whatever troubled her weepy litter mate so.
Bouncing over on dirt-speckled paws, Pinekit plans to prod at Crabkit just as Troutsnout and Eveningkit had done with Foxkit’s outcry suddenly erupts from the riverbank Crabkit had come running from. Whirling around, the tortoiseshell is quick to abandon the question of her brothers wellbeing in order to chase Snakeblink’s heels towards where Foxkit was.
The thing that had instilled so much terror in her littermate looks awfully similar to the thing Pinekit had spotted with Shellpaw not long ago, only… smaller?
A twolegs kit Snakeblink mutters, and Pinekits maw parts in brief wonder, before she turns back around to join Crabkits flank. “Two-legs are stinky and dumb, you don’t got anything to worry about!” Pinekit at last tries her paw at reassuring him, aiming to bump a dappled shoulder to russet, “‘sides… I’ll protect you! Promise.” With her promise coupled with a confident nod, Pinekit turns to meet her mothers frosted gaze with a small smile. There was nothing to be scared of.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── IF YOUR LOVE’S THE TRUTH ⋅ ࿏ ⋅ OR DECEIT ──┐‎

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  PINEKIT ✩ she/her, kit of riverclan, 2 moons.
  ⭃ plush-furred tortoiseshell she-kit with white dipped forepaws, tail tip, and muzzle and round, honey hued optics.
  ⭃ daughter of Iciclefang && Stormywing ࿏ sister to Cragkit && Crabkit
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by Noor ↛ @toyangel on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[hazecloud]

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The snapping attention for kits demanding their mothers had worn off after the first moon or two. Now that the nursery was brimming with tiny paws and noses she had come to dull her responses to the other queens kits, especially when all they truly needed was their queen, not any other. It was a process to learn and accept that she had her own paws full before Riverpaw, Pebblepaw and Shellpaw left the nursery.

Now she is left with her little trio, who have been far easier to watch now that they've grown older and understand the boundaries their mothers have given. And she watched as Eveningkit bounded towards her denmate, who was scrabbling behind Troutsnout in search of Iciclefang. She neared to make sure her daughter wasn't diving nose-first into trouble herself, bristling once she heard that dreadful word. Twoleg.

"Evie, come back here, please." She wouldn't allow them within a fox-length if she could help it. "Iciclefang's right. We could lead it further towards the meadows before it discovers the dens. Who knows if it would alert the more." We- was she even allowed to? She didn't have much care if it would get her in trouble, if no other warrior would be willing.

✿ ———— I'll be your regular mama ✿ ————— And I'll put that gun away

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  Hazecloud
  —⊰⋅ Queen of RiverClan
  —⊰⋅ She/Her
  "SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
  —⊰⋅ LH blue smoke with green eyes.
  

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[EVENINGPAW]

More kits and warriors alike arrive to the scene, investigating with either curiosity or alarm. It's Foxkit who notices the source of Crabkit's fear first, and Snakeblink is there to helpfully give name to the creature — although even with only the short few moons that Eveningkit had been alive for, she could recognize that signature naked mole anywhere and without the aid of others.

Eveningkit stands frozen as her gaze drills holes into the stupid Twoleg. How does it dare to come this close and taint their streams? The twig in its weird paws seems innocent enough, but if there's one thing Eveningkit has learned from the adults around her, it's to never trust a Twoleg.

"We can do that?" Head swivels to find Iciclefang amongst the gathering of cats, already running rampant with ideas on how to deal with this issue. She's more used to warriors deciding that something just has to remain the way it is, because there is no proper way to deal with it. Here, Iciclefang is being decisive... and quick about it too.

Variations of the mission quickly go poof when Hazecloud's voice joins the fray, summoning Eveningkit back into safety. For all the trouble she likes to dip her paws into, mama always manages to herd her into whatever direction she needs.

At least Hazecloud decides to run with Iciclefang's idea; Eveningkit stares at her with something akin to pride when she joins the queen. "But what if there's already more of them here?"
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[Mosspool]

𓆝 . ° ✦ It took Mosspool a moment to be alerted to the danger as she sat eating her fish. The clamor of kits was not a source for alarm; they could make a fuss over almost anything. To her ear they sounded just as distressed when they were in the midst of a game as they did when they were truly terrified. Even with the twoleg threat heavy in her mind, Mosspool did not jump when she heard Crabkit's cries. They were in the middle of camp, it was doubtful there was any real danger. His mother could handle whatever had startled him. Only as more of the kits began to call out - and warriors began to be drawn over - did she finally rise from her meal.

The sight of the twoleg kit made her eyes go wide. She had never seen such a thing. It was ugly and strange, more so than even the grown twolegs. Even more shocking was how close it had gotten to camp. How had it gone unnoticed by the clan's patrols?

"Agreed." Mosspool stated with a simple nod as Iciclefang and Hazecloud suggested they scare it away from camp and lead it toward the meadows. They could not let it stay near camp. Even if it seemed relatively harmless on its own, there was no telling if or when the grown up twolegs would come looking for it. Multiple twolegs this close to camp would spell disaster for the clan.

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  MOSSPOOL — SHE/HER ･ 17 MOONS ･ WARRIOR of RIVERCLAN ･ PENNED BY @empyrean !

  Longhair black tabby with deep green eyes. Mosspaw is a very tall molly, standing a head above most cats her age. She has a slim, willowy physique with subtle musculature built up from a lifetime of constant training that lends itself well to swimming and running. Long, thick brown fur falls over her form with tabby patterning across it. Her eyes are a vibrant green, and shine with a bright intelligence and confidence.

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[GILLSIGHT]

✧ . Fright and a sense of alarm never seem too far off as of late, so when Crabkit’s wails strike Gillsight’s ears, the warrior’s moment of rest stalls. The tom is quickly on his feet, golden gaze shifting to the scene. As others rush to the scene, he follows suit, mentally preparing for danger ahead of him, a fight to face.

Reeds give way to the source of the kit’s fright, a creature he’d never seen as close as this one, or at its stature either. Strange limbed and hardly-coated in fur, Gillsight can only assume its name, can only assume this before him, this destructive creature, is a twoleg.

A kit, Snakeblink fills in along the way, and a dark tail lashes behind him at settled beast, the stick it holds in its long-toed paws.

“ S-Surely it’s m-mother must be looking for it, “ Gillsight says. A twoleg queen wouldn’t let her kit too far out of her sight, right? He can’t be for certain, but he nods his head at the ideas forged before him, to lead the kit away. Perhaps its mother would follow suit, wherever she may be. ​

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  GILLSIGHT ✦ AMAB. He / Him. Warrior of RiverClan.
  ✧ . A scarred, black and white tom with yellow eyes.
  ✧ . NPC x Urchin
  ✧ . Mentored by Clearsight
  ✧ . Peaceful and healing powerplay permitted!
  ✧ . Penned by Abri ‣ @_abri_ on discord, feel free to dm for plots!
  ✧ . " Speech " ; Attack
  

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