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Warblerkit

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Jun 28, 2024
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Warblerkit is very small. He was eating and yet he couldn't keep any weight on his bones and had only grown a tiny bit since his birth. He was hitting his milestones though, his eyes had opened! Though they didn't help him as much as other cats would expect. The world was cloudy and dark, some big shapes could sometimes be made out but for the most part his vision was almost completely useless to him. He didn't know that quite yet though, why would other cats be able to see more? Seems unfair.

His tiny body pulled and wriggled over the edge of Honeydapple's nest, he was just starting to really be able to use his legs for tiny toddles and lots of wiggling. He made the final push out of the safety of mom's nest and was now on the ground of the nursery. He barely steadied himself enough and then started on his grand adventure, walking in a straight line directly in front of him. He tried to smell the world in front of him but it all sort of smelled the same. He kept his pace up until a nest snuck up right into his face. With a little thump his butt fell to the ground. He let out a soft hiss at the surprise and then realized the world was still far to big for him. A pitiful mew left the smoky kitten "Ma!"


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*+:。.。 Kits, Wrathpaw was quick to realize, were really cute. A weird thought considering he had been one himself not that long ago, but there was a massive difference between himself and the new generations popping into the world like rose buds waiting to bloom. Most, the height difference. Either way, Wrathpaw loved being put on nursery cleaning duty if it meant he got to watch the kittens play. The way they interacted with the world was so far removed from all the stress and strife it had to offer, a massive part of Wrathpaw longed for them to never have to leave the nursery the way he had. In the meantime, though, he hoped they enjoyed their downy youth. That being said, he was quite excited to see how little waddling paws and twitching noses would form their own complex personalities and opinions...he couldn't wait to see them all grow!

One of Thunderclan's newest residents, Warblerkit, was not free from Wrathpaw's admiration. As he pawed and kneaded moss into position, the young boy's ears snapped up at the sound of a mewl. He looked up to find the little grey kit falling into a nest he'd recently made. The sight of the kitten's struggle somehow both squeezed his heart with sympathy and made him chuckle with amusement. "Aw Warblerkit, are you okay?" he asks with a small smile, abandoning his chores to pad over to the kit and help dust him off. "You'll get used to the layout eventually, I promise" he informs the child, hoping to be comforting.



  • GENERAL:
    Wrathkit
    DMAB— He/Him
    9 moons — Ages 1 moon every month real-time
    Brother to Lovelight, Joywing, Laughblossom || Pridepaw, Merrypaw
    Thunderclan — Kit
    Mentored by Wildheart




    COMBAT:
    Physically mediocre | mentally easy
    Attack in bold #4a59ff
    injuries: None currently