camp burning with you // staring at the sun

[sunlitpaw]

shadow of the moon
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With the ill cats moved to the badger set, and the journey cats having departed at the gathering, WindClan's camp was notably quieter than it had been for, well, all of Sunlitkit's life. While others used to the bustle of activity might find the quiet to be unnerving, Sunlitkit had grown a quick appreciation for no longer running the risk of always bumping into the paws of someone she didn't know well. Stumbling through conversations was something she only had so much energy for, and it left the young molly exhausted even if the day was young. It was almost embarrassing, following behind her fathers who were both much more charismatic than she was while her siblings chatted at her side being much more sociable than her. But... Sunlitkit knew she was loved, so she didn't mind stumbling where her family could run. In a bid to not only spend her time tailing them around, and with Scorchpaw now gone too, Sunlitkit had ended up with alone time in her paws. Not that she had to remain alone; there was almost always a cluster of cats around the pile of little dead things, a steady stream of cats moving in and out of tunnels, and injured patients always eager for company in her ðir's den.

But... talking just seemed like a lot, today. Sunlitkit instead sat outside of the medicine den, little head angled up toward a cloudless sky. Why was it so cold out, when the sun was shining? Wasn't the sun supposed to be warm? Sunstride was certainly warm. She loved her Papa. He was bright like the sun, too, but um... well... he didn't hurt to look at. Sunlitkit's eyes stung as she stared unblinkingly upwards. Was she painful to look at? Sunlit? She wasn't bright like the sun, or like her Papa, though. Even Featherkit reminded her more of the sun with her brother's wide yellow eyes. She was more like gorse, brown and bushy. She did like being named after her Papa, though.

Sunlitkit blinked in her thoughts, eyes watering and beginning to leak down her cheeks as she continued to stare straight upwards at the sun.

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[Bluepool]

Bluepool had never been a cat with a motherly streak. If there was some instinct that was supposed to kick in when a she-cat was around kits it did not exist within her because whenever she saw a child running around, getting under cats paws and whining about stars knew what all she saw was a nuisance. Kits should be confined to the nursery she thinks. Or perhaps they should send them away like they had the sick. The camp would run much more efficiently with them gone, she thinks. Cats tell her all the time that it would be different if she ever had her own. She would take their word for it but she was in no rush to see if that was true. Being confined to the nursery with those things for moons on end? No thanks! She would bear it gladly to hang out with Scorchstreak but at the end of the day she was happy to return to her nest burden free.

Wolfsong and Sunstrides kits are the latest additions to the clan and now unfortunately they have begun the annoying stage of toddling around the camp, sticking their noses where they dont belong. She watches as one of them toddles out of the medicine cats den and promptly tilts her head up so that she is staring directly at the sun.

"If you keep doing that your eyeballs will burn right out of your head" she warns, her voice more amused then scolding as she lifts a paw up to inspect her claws. She does not make any move to stop the kit from what she is doing though. If she wanted to make a stupid decision let her. At least she'll probably learn from it.

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[rivewhisper]

"BABY, DON'T YOU KNOW I SUFFER?"​

Sunlitkit was one of her siblings, and thus, loved dearly. Rivekit had no double about all of that, and how she wanted to keep her and her siblings safe- even Bearkit, though it pained her to admit it out loud, so she kept that close to her chest. Her and Sunlit, at least in Rive's head, were partners in crime. Every now and again, they departed from one another. You needed space for a siblingship to work, after all, it wasn't always sunshine and rainbows. (Like that time Rivekit fought over the mossball.)

When she hears Bluepool's statement, Rivekit turned from where she was batting the mossball to perk her ears. Was she being spoken to? No, not really. She followed Bluepool's gaze towards Sunlitkit, who was staring up at the sky. No, not the sky, now that Rivekit looked directly upwards too- the sun. A gasp left her. Rivekit wasn't the brightest, but even she knew that staring at things that hurt or burned was likely not a good idea. "Sun! Sunlit, don't do that!" She cried out, scrambling towards her sibling and attempting to knock her over so Sunlitkit's vision was drawn away from the sun.​

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[PINKSHINE]

The other kits in camp are the same age as her and her siblings. Therefore: they should be friends. Sometimes, being told what to do made her really mad, but it’s okay if she wanders over to do something random by herself. The other kits are always in or near the Medicine Cat’s den for some reason. Were they dying, or what? Pink-kit comes over so she can find out herself. Sunlitkit is staring at the sun. how come? Pink-kit tilts her head curiously at this. Maybe she was looking at the sun just cause the sun was pretty. Who didn’t like pretty things? Pink-kit considers if this pretty thing was worth her looking at, too.

This other cat – Pink-kit thinks she’s important, but she can’t remember her name – says that like, Sunlitkit’s going to burn her eyeballs right out! " Wowwww. really? " Suddenly, the sun has gotten way more interesting! What was eyeballs burning like? Would they catch on fire, or melt into cool goop stuff inside her head? Promptly, Pink-kit joins her. These are the kinds of things friends should do with each other.

She keeps looking even as Sunlitkit’s suddenly taken out. " I win! " Pink-kit chirps. Good, because this was kinda hard and she didn’t wanna do it no more.

OOC 🎀 IT'S 4:27 IN THE AFTERNOON, 20 MISSED TEXTS FROM YOU

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• NOTE: SHE IS A FEVER COAT BABY!
  

  

• ( I MISS YOU, IT'S MAGIC! ) PINK-KIT KIT OF WINDCLAN. DAUGHTER TO BRIGHTSHINE & HEAVY SNOW. SISTER TO HEATHKIT, DOWNYKIT, & FINCHKIT.
  —— SHE / HER; UNOPPOSED TO THE USE OF OTHERS
  —— CURRENTLY 2 MOONS OLD. AGES EVERY 16TH
  
  A tiny, longhaired calico she - kit with yellow eyes, ringed blue around her pupils (sectoral heterochromia). While you can clearly see her flame markings on her face, the rest of her body is currently covered by a grey fever - coating. Though the whites of her are still very much visible. Pink-kit bounces around WindClan without a care in the world! Her emotions are big, and she makes little effort to regulate them, resulting in both her usually cheerful disposition, as well as making her prone to sudden bouts of extreme anger or sadness. Rarely seen without a smile!
  

  HEAVY IC OPINIONS! Pink-kit is a very irrational and childish character!​

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[SUNNVAR]

✦　　. 　 ˚　.   Though Sunlitkit may find difficulty in navigating this clan, it might come as a surprise to hear that it is a genetic trait– very much so. Like the thick fur that his litter carries, and the keenness to their eyes, they are and will be strangers amidst these moors for the rest of their lives. He had hoped against hope that his litter would not inherit the curse. So far, they are doing well. But it still feels as if it his own fault that Sunlitkit cannot speak to her clanmates the way the others can. Then he is grateful out of nowhere that she has this: a sibling to tackle her from this reverie, and a friend to stare along with her. As troublesome as it may have been....he laughs.

A loud sound as he steps around the group. His shadow casts long and blurry across the kittens. A mountain in its own right, golden-red and gleaming around the edges as he grins. "Do you not know the story of your ðir and his eye?" It is not one that he will jest about, and it is certainly not his to share. Yet as he looks upon them, Sunstride's mirth still gleaming, he softens. "Sensitive eyes run in your blood from either side. The sun would gleam upon snow and blind us as we walked. Be careful," he chuckles. "Perhaps you may find a safer thing to beat Pink-kit in. It is only fair."

𝘏𝘈𝘕𝘋𝘚𝘖𝘔𝘌 𝘈𝘚 𝘓𝘐𝘍𝘌 𝘈𝘕𝘋 𝘗𝘖𝘐𝘚𝘖𝘕; 𝘚𝘜𝘕-𝘉𝘓𝘖𝘖𝘋 𝘏𝘈𝘕𝘋𝘚𝘖𝘔𝘌  ╱╱ 9.16.2023 ˊˎ＜

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• ✦　　. 　 ˚　.  SUNSTRIDE. FORMERLY SUNNVAR. HE - HIM - HIS OR THEY - THEM. DEPUTY OF WINDCLAN. 4 YEARS OLD. PENNED BY REVELATIONS.  —————————
  
  
  ——  a tall auburn tabby with thick fur and bright glacial eyes. sunstride is broad and bold– a creature standing above most of windclan, though not a beast beyond it, with fur that flames red and deepens to a burnt amber with every stripe. his eyes, in comparison, are a pale summer's blue, still as bold as the rest of them. he radiates confidence and self-assured authority.
  
  

  ✦ NPC x NPC. DECEASED MOTHER, ESTRANGED FATHER. NO LITTERMATES. MATE TO WOLFSONG. FATHER TO BEARKIT, SINGEDKIT, RIVEKIT, SUNLITKIT, AND FEATHERKIT ——

• "speech"

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[FEATHERSPINE]

Featherkit found herself much too often gripped by worry, loathe as she was to admit it. The world was still strange and small all at once- and the more she tried to gather information about what she would face in apprenticeship, the more it terrified her. Bluepool spoke of melting eyes, whipping Rivekit into a tackle. Featherkit looked between his littermates for a moment, a strange look upon his face that might have been a smile; but Bluepool's presence, and then Pink-kit's too, put him a little bit on edge. He felt his skin prickled beneath his skin, a thorny mane sticking out so spikily that it looked as if he bore a longer neck all of a sudden.

"Stop b- b- b- being dumb," he told Pink-kit plainly, though did not spare Sunlitkit a warning glance as well. He saved his sister the brunt of his tongue, however- Sunstride's words were much more suited for that. Kinder, too- but Featherkit just felt despaired at the idea that they couldn't work out that hurt equals bad.

Bright yellow eyes looked up to Sunstride, worry swimming past the depths of her scowl. She looked between them, swallowing- and instinctively moved her eyes as away from the sunlight as she could. He did not fancy being blinded, or bearing empty sockets where her eyes should be. ​

✦ penned by pin​