camp Everything Is Wrong


NETTLEKIT ♂
RIVERCLAN
KITTEN
TWO MOONS
BLIND IN BOTH EYES
BIOGRAPHY AND TAGS
APPRENTICED TO NONE
PLAYED BY SHEOGORATH

He wakes to darkness, to scents he could not recognize, to voices he did not know. This wasn't home, and twice he had been chased from his nest by snapping fangs and ruthless claws. He doesn't know if Reedflower is alright, or if Cicadastar will come back. He doesn't know if the journey cats would ever return with the cure. He doesn't know if he'll ever smell the scents of home again. Groggily, the blind kit rolls from his bedding, feeling oddly alone despite how crowded the ShadowClan nursery had become. He stumbles toward the mouth of the den, tripping over paws and tails, mind too grim to lash out at those who hiss toward him in annoyance. Even though he couldn't see, everything seemed to happen in a muted blur. He sits just outside the nursery, unsure of just how long he stares into emptiness. At some point, prey is dropped at his paws, and he debates kicking it away. Eventually, Nettlekit does lean down for a bite, and instantly recoils.

"This fish doesn't have any scales." The young tom mutters bitterly. The other kits could eat the frog, if they wanted. Nettlekit doesn't care.
 
" That's not a fish, dummy! " Pink-kit loudly announces her approach. She has never met this weird grumpy kitten, but she was gonna meet him now. A shaggy grey goat plops itself in front of the kit's prey. Not like Pink-kit's ever seen a fish, but this proooobably wasn't it. Fish was a fishy RiverClan food. And this was... " It's a... "

...Ew. What the heck is this thing? It's green and warty and gross. Even worse than the guts Cygnetstare showed her! At least those were reddish pink and Pink-kit liked reddish pink things, but this was greeny-brown! Only grass and dirt should be greeny-brown, not prey! " It's weird ShadowClan food! And it has Yellowcough! " She concludes decisively, before smacking it away with a paw. Pink-kit effortlessly saves the day again. " You're safe now, grumpy cat, " she reassures him.

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  • NOTE: SHE IS A FEVER COAT BABY!
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  • ( 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!​
 
── Offended he is about them not even giving frogs a try. They're not so bad after all! Okay yeah they don't really look like something a cat should eat but it's what they have here and all the other kits that weren't from shadowclan shouldn't be so picky. It was either frogs or starving, which he bets that the queens wouldn't let happen. Overall, it's so cramped in the nursery given the fact that they have so many new guests. He's gratefully Poppykit, ah Poppypaw is now an apprentice because if she was here... Then he thinks the whole nursery would combust. Just one more kit and bam there goes the nursery.

Anyhow he jumps in front of the poor frog that's been smacked away and turns to... Needlekit? Pigkit? "It's not weird, it's a frog! Frogs can't have yellowcough silly and it's safe to eat. Watch!" To prove his point he begins to tear into the frog. There was no gaging or any of the sort, in fact it looked like he enjoyed eating it. He did by the way, but to them frogs were disgusting.
 

Ferndance had not been around when the clans had first started to swarm into ShadowClan, but she was present to see the aftermath; kittens and the sick as far as the eye could see! The former was pleasant, the latter not so much. Drifting closer to the gathering of little ones, the tabby's emerald eyes lit up as she noticed the dead frog, rejected by RiverClan and WindClan kit alike. The Code demanded the young eat first, but if they wanted to succumb to natural selection, well, she wouldn't complain about having more to herself. A large smile spread across her pale muzzle as she lay down, her striped tail curling across her forepaws. It was a pleasant pose and pleasant expression until the conversation continued. "Frogs are fish," Ferndance mewed gravely as if perturbed the WindClanner did not know the fact she made up mere moments ago. "So are birds, mice, and bunnies. Everything is fish, nothing is fish. If a fish swims up a tree and no one is around to see it, did it do it?" Her gaze flickered downwards, she had no clue what she'd just said. "Oh, enjoy your meal Wisteriakit!" She finished off, leaning closer and closer to the frog.