get me out alive / kite

[sweetnose]

Leaf-fall doesn't impact the pine territory so much as it does the oaks on ThunderClan's side of the border. While dry needles crunch underpaw on the forest floor, the majority of SkyClan is still relatively at peace among the foliage of the trees. Sweetnose is among them, skilled among the boughs and comfortable high in the air, well-versed in hunting birds and uncaring of the vast distance below.

The highest boughs of Tallpine elude them, often obscured by bad conditions or worse timing; but today with Kite, Sweetnose intends to make an effort in reaching further than they have before.

"So~! you and Florabreeze, huh?" She teases, eyes glimmering as the branch sways under her weight. They're taking a small break, and see no better opportunity to tease their friend than while they're multiple fox-lengths in the air. Teasing is only partially their motive: seeking information to update the SkyClan rumour vortex is a very important undercurrent for any conversation she has.

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[KITESTORM]

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Kite reluctantly admits to themself that Sweetnose is a rather remarkable climber. Her invitation for the two to go climbing was accepted swiftly, especially at the mention of Tallpine- the tabby has been eyeing it from below since the day Eggbounce had shown it to them. Each time they pass by, the tabby feels a thread pulling on their paws imploring Kite to scale its greatness. Kite can not help but be exasperated that their first chance to climb it was with Sweetnose, though. Their feelings towards the tortoiseshell are tricky: she is not the worse company and well, as their name says, sweet as honey. Whether it is to do Sweetnose's own actions (incessant gossiping, too credulous for her own good...) or their own neurosis, a distaste towards her is but a sapling in Kite's mind.

The dark tabby launches from a branch onto one above their head and peers down at Sweetnose, their nose wrinkling at the sight of the branch she's upon wobbling- she should know better than to remain on such a weak limb, so far from the Earth below. Or maybe Kite is just being nit-picky. The mention of her beloved softens Kite's harsh features immediately. They know why their friend asks, to provide the rumor mill with something of substance but in truth.... it's not exactly like they're relationship with the lead warrior has been the most well hidden. This too, bothers Kite.

"Florabreeze," Kite sighs whimsically, their tail whipping excitedly as they wonder how she is faring on her border patrol. "Well... we are mates." They blink rapidly as a thin smile touches her maw, it feels freeing to murmur those words to another for the first time. However, it quickly dissipates as they wonder how much of the camp knows this to be true, and narrows their eyes in veiled annoyance- by dawn the next day, they're sure Sweetnose would have confirmed the rumors to be true. It is not like Kite is ashamed to be mates with Florabreeze, but concern swarms their mind with the idea others may think it to be impolite with the disappearance of Honeysplash. Kite doubts it is much of a secret with the way in which they're so (what could be perceived as) overbearing and so they only huff and scurries upwards, throwing themselves up another fox-length with ease.

They lean down from a branch and calls down to the tortie, "Do you have... possible suitors?" Kite grips onto the side of the branch and hunkers down- this will be a good enough spot as any to catch their breath before attempting to reach the greatest height of the Tallpine. Besides, they might as well act like they're interested in the love life of Sweetnose.

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• — black tabby with a small stature and compact muscles ; TAGS
  — 39, ages every 21st
  — they/them ✧ mate to Florabreeze
  — speech
  — peaceful powerplay allowed

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