camp came and hit me in the eye } kit development

[RATTLEHEART]

AS HE RAISED HIS FIST BEFORE HE SPOKE — The last week had been wonderful... and exhausting. The birthing of his kits alone had been an draining undertaking, and everything that had come afterward had only added onto his fatigue. At least most of it had entailed him just laying in his nest in the nursery, curled around his new litter as they drank greedily. The support of those around him had been a like a lifeline, especially the support of his own mate - that is, when Venomstrike wasn't being shooed away to make sure there was enough room in the den for them all. Rattleheart found that he couldn't exactly blame the other queens, considering how sizeable the moor runner really was. For not the first time, he found himself wondering if any of their kits would end up growing to the same heights, or if they would all end up on the more petite side like himself.

It was while pondering as much that Rattleheart found himself swiftly distracted by a flash of something that caught him off guard - color. Not the already colorful pelts of his little ones, but the fresh and dazzling blue of a kit's newly-opened gaze. A gasp was torn from the back of his throat, his nose nudging their tiny forms apart as he took in their still mostly sightless eyes staring up at him. "Oh! Oh, their eyes are opening! Their eyes... oh, they're all so beautiful. Can someone go grab Venomstrike for me?" The last thing he wanted was for his mate to miss out on such a development, even if they hadn't yet grown into their own individual eye colors. "I wonder if any of them will end up with green eyes like mine... Or maybe something a bit brighter, like Venomstrike's..." He was musing aloud to the nursery, not specifically looking for any concrete answers yet. Though he wouldn't mind if anyone else ended up offering their own speculation, considering how starved he'd felt for proper conversation lately.

THE RIGHTEOUS HAND OF GOD 𓆩♡𓆪 THE DEVIL THAT YOU FORGOT

• // @VENOMSTRIKE but no need to wait for him!

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  ❥ longhaired black and white tom with pale green eyes
  ❥ 52 moons old; ages the 1st every month
  ❥ afab; uses he/she/they pronouns
  ❥ homosexual homoromantic; mated to venomstrike
  ❥ sibling to scorchstreak, lizardbounce, and rabbitclaw
  ❥ currently mentoring downypaw
  ❥ somewhat difficult to befriend; wary but kind
  ❥ "speech", thoughts, attacking
  ❥ peaceful powerplay allowed
  ❥ all opinions are ic

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[Vinekit]

The last week for Vinekit had been, well, wonderful to say the least! In moons to come, she would not remember the blissful first weeks of her life where she spent content at Rattleheart's side, sleeping, drinking milk, and beginning to move around with her siblings.

She was still on the smaller side next to her littermates, though it did not stop her from kicking out fiercely with her spindly limbs if she got jostled too hard. Which, unfortunately for Vinekit, was quite frequently. Vinekit was not really aware of the desire to open her eyes, only aware that the world went from being dark to suddenly in colour. She blinked fiercely a few times, blue kitten eyes adjusting to the brightness and what she was seeing. Which of her siblings were these small bundles of fur in front of her? She nosed one curiously, wondering who it might be before her gaze turned to Rattleheart. If not for the familiar scent that clung to Rattleheart, Vinekit might not have realised she was looking up at one of her parents. Though as she drank in the familiar scents, she crawled forward tentatively, letting out a tiny mew in recognition before once again burying herself into Rattleheart's belly.​

 

[breezepaw]

:·.☽✧ ✦ ✧☾.·: prompted by prods from both rattleheart and vinekit, breezekit follows suit, eyes peeling as nothing becomes something. she cannot quite place the muddled colors and shapes, does not recognize them as family. an unsure squeak passes delicate jaws to define her confusion, the first true and deliberate sound she had made since coming into the world.

familiar scents waft through her senses as she does and breezekit decides not to protest any longer. the muffled sounds she would one day recognize as the voices of clanmates mean little to her, her newfound sense of sight meant little in comparison of her stomach's urges. breezekit wriggles forward to return to her spot along rattleheart's flank.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── WHEREVER YOURE GOING ⋅✦⋅ IM GOING THAT WAY ──┐‎

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• BREEZEKIT ✦ she/her, kit of windclan, zero moons.
  ✧ a small, yet leggy longhaired blue point chimera with icy eyes and a long tail.
  ✧ rattleheart x venomstrike / / littermate to thistlekit, vinekit, splinterkit, and crunchykit.
  ✧ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking ↛ battle info
  ✧ penned by vayle ↛ @vayl3 on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

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[THISTLEPAW !]

❝ THE TENACITY I HOLD✧°.☀ ——————————————————————————————————
The darkness Thistlekit had grown so used to was no more as his eyes opened to... something. It was bright and out of focus, but it was something.

He decides he doesn't really like it. Not now, as it was still new and unknown. But he would grow to enjoy the sights the moor held, the sunrise, sunset, the stars.

For now, Thistlekit was more than content to stick to what he knew: and that was the comforting scent of Rattleheart and his littermates, and the delicious taste of milk.

[penned by nocthymia - ☀

————————————————— ☀.°✧ I HOPE IT'S HARD TO BREAK DOWN ❞ ​

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• "Speech" Thoughts

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• THISTLEKIT ✩ HE/HIM, kit of windclan, four moons
  ⭃ long haired seal-point kitten with an unusually long tail and pale blue eyes. short history blurb, short opinion on clan/clan specific traits. 1-2 sentences bout personality stuff and any other important details.
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking ↛ see battle info here
  ⭃ penned by nocthymia ↛ @hypmic on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

 

[SPLINTERPAW.]

SURE IT'S A CALMING NOTION​

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there is little to the world that he knows now but warmth and milk. warmth and milk. warmth and milk again. it's okay. he's okay with this. the darkness is his friend, even if he doesn't realize that that's what it is. darkness. for someone cannot understand what they're missing, or what they have, until they have something else. in this case, he's never seen anything. his eyes have always been this way, closed. darkness is all he's known so he does not realize that it is darkness. until... he does. his eyes no longer wish to stay closed. as he crawls his way up, wobbly and swaying back and forth to try and lift his head, his mouth opens in a silently meow. nothing comes out. his brows furrow as his eyes blink open. he can't really see anything but blurriness and light. it's so bright. he misses the darkness. one, two, three blinks and he misses the darkness. the quiet. the silence.

his eyes may have finally been able to open but he subconsciously makes a decision to close them again. he's hungry now. and getting cold. he doesn't like the cold. so, thus, he crawls back to the warmth and scent of milk. he pushes his way past his siblings, before attaching to his food source and letting himself fall asleep against the soothing scent of one of his dads. ​

 

[PINKSHINE]

Pinkpaw can kinda be a nursery lurker sometimes... cuz like, that's where she used to live! And kits are what she used to be! And kits are sooo cute, was she that cute when she was a kit? A rhetorical question, because the obvious answer was yes! And she wanted to know all the kits, and the nursery always seemed to be so full, so she had to keep coming back and introducing herself again. Maybe now is the perfect time - No, it definitely is, because Rattleheart is totally freaking out! Eyes... opening! Naturally, Pinkpaw barrels in.

" OHMYGOSH! " she squeals, though she quickly covers her mouth, cause maybe squealing wasn't good for newborn kitten ears? She flashes an apologetic glance to Rattleheart. She's just... soooo excited for them! " They're soooo cute! Maybe one of them will have a green eye, and a yellow eye! " she suggests cheerily, tail flicking to and fro. " I'll get Venomstrike! " she volunteers. As much as she'd like to keep gawking at cute kittens, this is her duty as an apprentice! She'd have plenty of time to look at cute kits later, probably!​