pafp HUSH LITTLE ONE &. bone collecting

[SPLINTERPAW.]

SURE IT'S A CALMING NOTION​

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//please wait for @Vulturekit.

he wasn't really... excited to explore the camp like his siblings seemed to be have been. he just wants to sit in the quiet, and learn this way. learn about the tunnels and the darkness that soothes him so much! but, he is curious. he wants to find more bones, kinda like the one his aunt got for his dad! his eyes move around slightly as he stands from his nest on wobbly paws, gently nudging vulturekit. another quiet kit, he's learned, and one that's a lot more cool and brave than he is. maybe he will help.

"v...vulchurkit?"

he struggles to pronounce, but he tries his best, and that's what counts, right? he gently shuffles his paws nervously before gently pressing against the other on his shoulder with his paw, head tilted to the side.

"you're brave.. can... you help me find b...bones? bones. please? you don't have to but uhm... bones are cool and you're cool so I thought maybe..."

he isn't quite sure what he thought. he only hopes vulturekit wants to go with him otherwise he doesn't wanna go at all.

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[Vulturepaw]

˖⁺‧₊ ☽◯☾ ₊‧⁺˖ 　A soft nudge draws Vulturekit's attention, noticing the little pale scrap of a kit who's been drawn to his side. Their head cocks, blinking in confusion for a moment. Splinterkit is younger than them, tiny and whisper-quiet - the kind of kit who normally keeps to himself. But he leans forwards, places a paw upon their shoulder and speaks their name with a gentle urgency; they cannot help but pay attention to the other kit's request.

"B-buh... Bones?" He asks with some incredulity. Spike-tufted ears press back. It's a rather morbid thought, but... Splinterkit calls him cool and asks so genuinely. Vulturekit swallows back their hesitance. "If... um, that's what you want..." They push the uncertainty out of their tone, give him a sharp nod.

"Follow me," the young tom murmurs, setting off in a pitter-patter path out into camp. He's sure he saw one the other day - and swept it under some bushes so he wouldn't have to think about it - he just has to remember where...

‎‎┌── FOR I HATE THE BUILDINGS ⛧ AND THE WAY THEY TOWER OVER ME ──┐‎

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  VULTUREKIT ⛧ he / they, kit of windclan, five moons.
  ⭃ a spiky-furred dark tabby with amber eyes.
  ⭃ skittish and dour, with little time for typical kit games.
  ⭃ micheal x npc, adopted by periwinklebreeze. sibling to dustkit and bilberrykit.
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by SATURNID ↛ saturnids on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

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[Puddlepaw.]

I WANT TO BELONG
LIKE THE BIRDS IN THE TREES ​

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puddlekit & 04 moons & demi-girl & she/they & windclan kit ​

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Puddlekit is a strang child - lost in thought more often then not, wide eyes unseeing as she muses on al manner of things. But today, it is something real that draws her attention, and the molly draws herself up from her sprawl to pad after the other kits with a bounce in her step. " Bones? Can I come too? I'll be really helpful - I've got good eyes for finding stuff and things, " she chirps out cheerily, certain that if she tags along she'll at least find something cool to show off to Lakepaw later. She's got nothing better to do anyways - after all, all her friends are apprentices now, while she still has a little while to wait.

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