private FROM THE VILLAGE - Sycamorekit


The owl attack had left Gigglekit in a strange state of being. She wasn't altogether frightened out of her wits, but she was cautious - yes, perhaps cautious was the best word to describe how Gigglekit was feeling. She'd been careful to keep an eye on the sky whenever she ventured out of the nursery, which was rarely now, only when she was convinced to go out by her family. She knew she wasn't hurt, thank StarClan, but she didn't want to take any chances that she might get hurt again if the owl came back - though there was doubt that it would, with all the older cats had put it through in their successful attempt to drive it off.

Staying in the nursery had its benefits - she could take as many naps as she wanted, and it was a comfortable warmth inside compared to the days where it could get scorching hot outside and make her feel as though she was on fire. There was also Sycamorekit, her cousin, someone who had been in this nursery just longer than Gigglekit had and who she considered to be the holder of knowledge when it came to information that came inherently to kittens. There was something about her cousin that just seemed to radiate a maturity beyond his years that Gigglekit had attached herself to and wasn't willing to let go of.

"Syca," Gigglekit approaches her cousin with a small frown where he sits in the corner of the nursery. She can remember a time when she was very young, and Sycamorekit would refuse to leave the nursery - at least his attachment to the den worked in her favor now that she was finding solace there from the outside world. "Syca, what d'you like the most 'bout this place?" She asks. It's a very vague question, and could be referring to the nursery or ShadowClan as a whole; what Gigglekit needs right now is a distraction from her own thoughts, so an answer on either would suffice.
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  • GIGGLEKIT kit of shadowclan, three moons
    blinks incessantly & uncontrollably.
    peaceful and healing powerplay permitted.
    penned by Archivist.archivist on discord.

 

[ ༻ 𐃉 ༺ ] Sycamorekit had been safely tucked in the nursery when Gigglekit had been attacked by the owl, luckily many had been there to keep her safe from harm. Yet, that day surely had changed his cousin, she had become more cautious, tending to even stick in the nursery as much as she could just like Sycamorekit, and now he found himself sometimes relaxing next to the other if they weren't shoved out of the nursery by the queens. At least, now he was getting much more braver as the times go on, but he still held a cautious way to him, hardly speaking to others or hiding when someone he hardly knew attempted to approach.

Today he had been napping in his normal hidden cover, the one that many of the queens gave up on coaxing him out from his spot. Ears flicked when he heard small pawsteps approaching him, and hearing Gigglekit's voice which made him open his eyes and lift his head to look at the other calmly, blinking deep green eyes at the other while flicking his tail slightly in greetings to them.

Her question on the other hand had been... vague, and he hummed trying to think of an answer for the other unsure what to say before shrugging a bit, "It... can be quiet sometimes, and there are those here trying their best to care for us" he stated softly, he wondered why she would ask him a question such as that, but perhaps the owl attack had left her more frazzled than he imagined. Green gaze looking over at the other calmly, gesturing her to take a spot next to him so she wasn't looming. "Why do you ask?" he expressed his curiosity to the other, trying to better understand the situation.

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  • Sycamorekit 𐃉 He,She, They, Shadowclan kit, 4 moons.
    LH Rosetted Cinnamon Tabby with low white and green eyes, has an extra set of toes
    Lilacfur x Siltcloud
    peaceful and healing powerplay permitted (ask first) / / underline and tag when attacking
    see battle info here
    penned by Ryn@/Rynnaro on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

 

Gigglekit took the pro-offered seat beside Sycamorekit, and looked down at her paws as she arranged herself into a tucked position. She took some time to think to herself; she knew that Sycamorekit would allow her that, and she questioned herself: why had she asked him that?

"Hm... 'cause you didn' really seem too happy here, for awhile," Gigglekit finally says, looking over at her cousin as she shuffles her paws against the ground. "So I was wonderin' if you liked anything around here, now. I think it's a good thing that you have stuff you like here. 'Cause it also makes me happy that I got to meet you." They were cousins; of course they would know each other, but in Gigglekit's mind, it was something of a blessing. She considered Sycamorekit a friend as well as a cousin.

"How come you didn' like it, at first? Was somebody mean to you?" Gigglekit asked, fur puffing out a bit at the thought of one of her Clanmates being rude to her cousin. She wasn't much of a fighter, but she'd give someone a real good walloping if it meant making Sycamorekit feel more safe.