private But summers in your blood ✶ Morningkit


Owlheart isn't sure what she can do to help out with the kits, apart from delivering prey and spending as much time with them as she can. Today she had decided to try and spend time with Morningkit, it was an attempt to give her mate one less kit to worry about and herself an opportunity to bond with one of her daughters. There was a concern that she wasn't doing this enough, or really that she wasn't doing any of it right. She brings a bird in her maw, a sparrow, as she sits beside the tortoiseshell outside the nursery. Snow begins to blanket the ground around them, she isn't entirely sure when it started to fall. Maybe sometime after the celebration, in the wee hours of the night when no one in the clan is awake.

"I thought you would find this fun" she explains in a coo as she leans over to press her nose ontop of the dark she-kit's head. "You don't have to eat this but... We could pluck the feathers and maybe" her voice trails off as she glances back at the snow around them. "Maybe give it to a friend?" Is this a fun activity for a kit? She couldn't speak with certainity to be quite honest, she didn't spend much time around them before her own were born. Does Morningkit like playing gathering instead? She doesn't seem to talk much, but maybe she just likes to listen and watch. Owlheart liked to do that as a kit, it seemed much easier than trying to participate.

The tabby blinks, her thoughts ripped from her as a snowflake hits her nose. "Or, we could try and catch some snowflakes?" She offered with a smile, gesturing to the falling snow and batting at it as to demonstrate.


  • ooc. @morningkit pretend this isn't very belated <33
  • OWLHEART
    She / her ||Warrior of SkyClan || 19 moons
    An orange tabby with low white and an owls feather tucked in her tail.
    Mates with Oddgleam and Crowsight | Mother to Pearlkit, Cuckookit, Morningkit, Brightkit and Ravenkit.
    Mentoring Hollypaw
    "Speech", thoughts, attacking
    Penned by Juice ⏐ouijeejuice on discord {open to being dmed for plots}
 
It's not as warm here as it is nestled up close to Oddgleam.... it may have something to do with the four other small souls that wriggle and writhe around her that help to insulate them though. Morningkit is by no means a furless kit, standing out here with her pelt bristling against the cold like she is nothing more than a well decorated ball of shivering soot. Baby pale eyes look up towards her mother, whose voice never raises above a dove's call, blinking against the touch of a cold nose to her forehead. She lifts a paw to gently swat at Owlheart, protesting (and for the entertainment of watching her whiskers wave about when touched).

Slowly her gaze slides back towards the bird being offered, admiring that it could rival her in size... It is like a beast. Her head tilts this way, then that, listening to the prompts provided and imagining this thing if it were alive. Would it spread those wings and flap them at her? Or maybe it could come share her nest and keep her warm... The suggestion to pluck its feathers tells her that maybe... maybe the birds that line her nest now did not do so willingly. Sad. She wouldn't like to have her fur plucked to line someone else's nest.

But it's not moving... and maybe that means it's okay?

She leans forward to give the thing a cursory sniff, wary as her lips peel back to expose thorny teeth that gently grab at the soft plumage of its chest. It still doesn't move... doesn't react to her closeness or her touch. She takes a mouthful of those feathers and yanks, practically throwing them out of her own mouth as she hurried scrambles to hide between Owlheart's legs, peering around them with a nervous interest.

It still didn't move?

She glances up at her parent, feathers stuck to her face with the help of some snot, "'s a bird...?"

  • is this a real bird or did u give me some sort of fake one that doesnt move mom? bombastic side eye
  • crowsight x oddgleam x owlheart
    pearlkit - cuckookit - morningkit​ - brightkit - ravenkit​