- Apr 20, 2024
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—————————————————【 skyclan kit | 3mo | emptypilled 】————————————————
【◈】Muscles tighten beneath a kit-fluffed pelt as limbs kick and march across the dusty clearing. Ivory claws no sharper than brittle thistle scrape across the earth while an expression so daunting weighs on the she-kits maw. A grizzled warrior has etched itself on a face just baring its third moon, two of which spent in the warmth of kittypet luxury. It has no home to such a naive, undeveloped mind, no less the words that sputter from her lips.
"CANDORFLIGHT OF SKYCLAN!" Little lungs burst with hot air as her chin has tilted up to endless blue, for even the stars to hear her yowl. "You have betrayed your Clan. Our medicine cat is dead- from your paws! So sharply does her head snap down to rest her gaze on the mottled form of @HOLLYKIT, who has carefully lied still between herself and @CANDORKIT. Sloppy work of crushed berries stain the soft cream fur around Hollykit's belly, turning to a pink-tinged mess but could be deciphered as the 'killing blow' to the pretender.
"Before the eyes of StarClan, I decree you suspect of her dreadful murder! How do you plead?" Jellykit could practically hear the roar of yowls in support of her outcry. In her eyes a darkness rolling over the sky in thick clouds as their very ancestors announce their displeasure to this murderer. She waited, breath held back in her throat, for the betrayer to speak.
//kittens playing an INTENSE game of pretend. the stormy clouds and shouts are just flavor text to jellykits imagination :)
"CANDORFLIGHT OF SKYCLAN!" Little lungs burst with hot air as her chin has tilted up to endless blue, for even the stars to hear her yowl. "You have betrayed your Clan. Our medicine cat is dead- from your paws! So sharply does her head snap down to rest her gaze on the mottled form of @HOLLYKIT, who has carefully lied still between herself and @CANDORKIT. Sloppy work of crushed berries stain the soft cream fur around Hollykit's belly, turning to a pink-tinged mess but could be deciphered as the 'killing blow' to the pretender.
"Before the eyes of StarClan, I decree you suspect of her dreadful murder! How do you plead?" Jellykit could practically hear the roar of yowls in support of her outcry. In her eyes a darkness rolling over the sky in thick clouds as their very ancestors announce their displeasure to this murderer. She waited, breath held back in her throat, for the betrayer to speak.
//kittens playing an INTENSE game of pretend. the stormy clouds and shouts are just flavor text to jellykits imagination :)
[penned by beatae].