camp GETTING NOWHERE FAST ─‎ ⋆ REINFORCING/PROMPT

[nightbird]

⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ it wasn't long after the shift into cold that nightbird got to work. warriors and apprentices came by periodically to drop off supplies from there patrols, none if it had her reeling with excitement. mostly moss, some feathers or other assorted foliage. at the end of the day, her judgement of the materials mattered little. they'd have to make due with what was delivered.

and nightbird made sure her kits were included in the experience. she had taught a group of similarly young cats this before, little wolf's first litter, how things had complicated since then. now, she turns to the kits and anyone else who had joined, eyes lingering on twilightkit for a moment longer. the tabby was more than eager to help, nightbird was willing to teach. if the stars aligned and he was to be her apprentice, it would be good to have menial tasks out of the way.

"stand over by that corner, be still. if you feel wind on your whiskers there's a draft." the queen explains, plumed tail flicking over to where doepath had recently assumed a spot. "locate the fault, patch it with something from the pile- like this." nightbird cranes to grab some moss between her teeth, pressing it to a weak spot in the walls and allowing her paws to take over. she packed it in until blended amongst the brambles. "once the walls are solid, we will use what remains on the nests. grab me if you need help." she sends those gathered for her lesson off to begin, moving to an area she thought she felt a breeze trespassing the night before.

BURNING SWORD // ───‎ ⋆ GUIDE MY HAND‎ ‎‎ ‎‎☽

• ooc ↛ early frost prompt: time to start fortifying those dens earlier than expected to keep out the chill! @TWILIGHTKIT ⋆ but no need to wait, any cat who wants to help is welcome to post :D

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  NIGHTBIRD ✩ she/her, lead warrior of thunderclan, 38 ☾'s
  ⭃ a small black smoke molly with a white paw and pale silver eyes. currently a queen residing in the nursery.
  ⭃ mate to raccoonstripe / / currently mentoring none.
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking ↛ see battle info here
  ⭃ penned by vayle ↛ @vayl3 on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[bayingkit]

her mothers eye is not trained on her as she approaches, pointed and powerful as she tried to make it. bounding forward on widening ivory paws the few paces it took to bypass the fern curtain, tail high and bushy so nightbird knew she was real ready ( she could patch a den so good, probably. ) . . but nightbird wasn’t looking at her at all, really. silvery gaze sweeps over the clustered kits, swoops right over bayingkit’s towering head, and settles firmly, pointedly on her sterling sibling. it takes her only a moment — a flicker of dual - toned eyes towards him ( twilightkit. stupid, “ watch your siblings “ twilightkit. ) before something awful began to coil in her chest. it rounds her like a snake, twisting and twisting and twisting . . just like it always did.

she wished she could take the hook of her claw and pluck it out, wriggling just between the ribs like you did to get the heart out of a fat mouse . . she imagines it would come out with a slick pop, and all that terrible feeling would just disappear. she’d look at the feeling on her claw and it would be like a writhing little worm, pink and fleshy and gross. she would fling it, like she always did when a little worm got on her digging paws, and that would be that.

bayingkit couldnt, though. so she sits, and she seethes, and her ears begin to lower alongside her eyes when they drift to the piles of material her mother had provided and . . actually, why should she care about any of this, anyway? something simmers, simmers, boils . . ” this is boring. “ a bitter scoff, lifting a splayed white paw and knocking a bushel of feathers away from her. she wasn’t doing this! her paw stamps back down, ” buncha dumb queens work. cant we just go outside ‘n practice our huntin’ crouch? “ her nose wrinkles, lifting up to full height and rapidly trailing the heel of her departing mother. it’s never worked before, but . . ” can’t we? ma? huh? can we? please? “ maybe the begging would, this time. she’d like to see him and his three stupid paws be better than her at that.

☽ ˚ ｡ 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐙𝐄𝐃 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒  𓃥 【 𝑰𝑻𝑺 𝑫𝑨𝑹𝑲 𝑰𝑵 𝑯𝑬𝑹𝑬 】

• i. send her ass BACK TO THE WALL
  
  
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• BAYINGKIT——————— SHE / HER, KITTEN OF THUNDERCLAN. NIGHTBIRD xx RACCOONSTRIPE, SISTER TO TWILIGHTKIT, TIGERKIT, STORMKIT & LIGHTNINGKIT. 3 MOONS OLD, SMELLS LIKE DISRUPTED SOIL & WET FUR. PENNED BY ANTLERS.
  a large, unsightly black tabby kitten.
  
  mongrelish, standing all thistlethorn fur and bared teeth, bayingkit would be thought roguesblood if not for the dogtooth crown she uncomfortably bears. a hereditary haunting lies in the shag of ornate black striping and long limbs that do not yet suit her wide, slouching shoulders ; her fathers daughter, laced in dredge and filth moreso than he’d ever been. a constant, incessant need to make herself small forms in hunched spine and weary, whale - eyed suspicion, communicating mostly in rumbling growls.. bayingkit tends to hold herself with a tuck tailed and trembling livewire of feral volatility.
  

  teething, easily frustrated with her lack of vocal skill and highly reactive. prone to biting, swatting and general moodiness it is highly encouraged to correct. powerplay is allowed for disciplinary swipes, scruffing and general redirection.

  
  
  

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[TIGERKIT]

They were gonna be apprentices soon, she thinks, so this stuff was probably, um... important to learn. Tigerkit probably couldn't be the best at... wall-patching, but she didn't wanna be the worst either. She didn't wanna make all the warriors fed up with her... If she was gonna be the worst anything, she'd wanna be, like, the worst at losing battles, yeah... Though, she looks at Twilightkit, and she looks at Bayingkit, and she thinks... maybe she could at least be the best... wall-patcher here? Twilightkit only had three paws after all... Tigerkit had a whole four. And Bayingkit was probably too clumsy for something like this. Yeah. Maybe not every warrior would be impressed, but maybe Nightbird would?

She's kinda glad Bayingkit things its boring, cause then she wouldn't be competition. Because she's smart, she tells her. " It's important. " She didn't really disagree that it's boring... but she knew things could be important and boring at the same time, unlike Bayingkit. But- oh... What if Nightbird tells Bayingkit she can go and practice her hunting crouch while they patch the dens? They Bayingkit would be better at hunting than her, and hunting was way more cool than patching dens... She can't say no now, can she?

Tigerkit chews her lip for a second. She tries to look like she's focusing very hard to feel the breeze through the cracks. Committed to this, she dips to fetch some moss... " Leave Nightbird alone! " she mews to Bayingkit. She should just... be lazy and bad. She couldn't leave the rest of them behind.​