- Jul 29, 2023
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ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 Blessed be the little children who sleep beneath Starclan's watchful eye, and blessed be those meager few who are granted mercy by one arbiter of life and death. Poppykit was not yet due to join the ranks of the stars just yet, Starclan had use for her still in the realm of the flesh, of her paws upon the ground and her spirit touching the living. All was well, Poppykit would fulfill their earthly destiny with all the faithfulness that filled their blood-filled heart. Besides, there remained plenty to learn here.
They huddled in their sick bed, watching the shadowy black form of a cat sway and wobble between patients and piles of herb stock, murmuring something unknowable to Poppykit. The movement was foreign to their eyes, unpredictable yet purposeful in direction. There was a rhythm to it that the kitten observed with rapt attention. He seemed to be in tune with something yet unreachable to her, something she supposed had to do with the unfathomable breadth of knowledge medicine cats were offered by Starclan. Perhaps his whiskers were in harmony with the unseen power of spirit which flowed through the air. In any case, he was surely very knowledgeable.
"Excuse me, Magpiepaw."
Poppykit's first words would be uttered in the pursuit of curiosity. Before, they did not have much use for speaking, there was plenty to learn about through observation alone, so they didn't put in the effort. She supposed she could find some use in speaking now, though, but she did not give it any further thought. Poppykit stared at the odd black and white cat with eyes that were clearer than they'd been in many weeks now, "It was Starclan's blessing that kept death away, yes?"
I could have told you thaaat!
I know. But I would like confirmation from they who's whiskers are in tuned to the rhythm of the stars.
They huddled in their sick bed, watching the shadowy black form of a cat sway and wobble between patients and piles of herb stock, murmuring something unknowable to Poppykit. The movement was foreign to their eyes, unpredictable yet purposeful in direction. There was a rhythm to it that the kitten observed with rapt attention. He seemed to be in tune with something yet unreachable to her, something she supposed had to do with the unfathomable breadth of knowledge medicine cats were offered by Starclan. Perhaps his whiskers were in harmony with the unseen power of spirit which flowed through the air. In any case, he was surely very knowledgeable.
"Excuse me, Magpiepaw."
Poppykit's first words would be uttered in the pursuit of curiosity. Before, they did not have much use for speaking, there was plenty to learn about through observation alone, so they didn't put in the effort. She supposed she could find some use in speaking now, though, but she did not give it any further thought. Poppykit stared at the odd black and white cat with eyes that were clearer than they'd been in many weeks now, "It was Starclan's blessing that kept death away, yes?"
I could have told you thaaat!
I know. But I would like confirmation from they who's whiskers are in tuned to the rhythm of the stars.
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OOC: please wait for @Magpiepaw
RETRO TO JOURNEY!!! -
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— poppykit
— agender they/she. 3mo kit of shadowclan
— ??? ; child.
— a tiny, fluffy white and dark red tabby cat with pale, wraithlike blue eyes
— smells like mushrooms, dust, and foggy night air
— sounds like lain iwakura, with a flat yet childlike high-pitched tone
— “speech”, thoughts, attack, 'poppypaw'
— icon by mercurial, fullbody and pixel headshot by dejavu
— penned by eezy - disclaimer: poppykit is not always operating completely within reality! they are affected by some delusions and may see, hear, react to, and interact with things that are not actually there. most notably, she will believe herself to have interactions with starclan as a whole and specifically, the deceased shadowclan apprentice Poppypaw. these are not reflective of ic reality and are not real interactions with starclan or deceased characters! this is not an attempt at powerplaying, godmodding, or metagaming.
