pafp In the dark of the night ☾ monster in camp!

[Frightpaw]

*+:｡.｡ Despite Frightkit's namesake, she had yet to scare anyone. Granted, it wasn't her particular goal, but it got annoying when she tried to play 'pounce' and didn't so much as get a squeak from the older cats she leaped out at! She wondered what she could change about herself to make her a little more scary? Her eyes were too round, her smile too big...you know what wasn't big though? Her legs! But that could be remedied!

So, with a quick conversation with a friendly (and also unafraid) clanmate - Rattleheart was her victim - later, the plan was set!

Beneath the watchful eye of a new leaf sun, a beast was born! One with eyes so round they rivaled a lake's, and a smile so big its corners touched both the sun and the moon - but more frightening of all was how tall it was! Legs so long her ears practically popped from the atmospheric pressure of getting to "her" feet, to a stride so wide she was fated to cross the whole of Windclan in a heart-beat! "RAH!" she cried as she, sat atop Rattleheart's head, holding onto his ears with all her might as she pawed at the back of his head with her hind legs to remain perched, "stood" within Windclan's camp. "I'm Frightheart!! I'm gonna eat your kits! And I'm gonna make your warriors go to time-out! I'm gonna - I'm gonna - um" she leaned over Rattleheart's head to peek into his eyes, "What else do big bad warriors do? " she whispers conspiratorily to her "legs".


@RATTLEHEART <3

*+:｡.｡ Updated 1/11/23

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  " Speech "
  
  
  GENERAL:
  ☾ Frightkit
  ☾ DFAB— She/Her — Unsure
  ☾ 2 moons — Ages 1 moon every month real-time
  ☾ Windclan Kit
  ☾ Sister to Deathkit, Witherkit, Grasskit, Whitekit and Midnightkit
  
  
  
  COMBAT:
  ☾Physically very easy | mentally very easy
  ☾ Attack in bold #1b1e21
  injuries: None

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[RATTLEHEART]

AS HE RAISED HIS FIST BEFORE HE SPOKE — He had to admit that it had been pretty funny, having Frightkit rush up to him in search of a co-conspirator that could make her look far taller and more truly frightening. His amusement had come not only from the kit's antics, but also because she had chosen him out of any of their other clanmates. Though his legs were long and made up the majority of his lanky form, he was rather small like most tunnelers, and certainly had other clanmates that would be better suited for the task at hand. His own mate was even one of them, with Venomstrike often towering over him when they stood side by side.

Rattleheart could at least still tower over kits though, and the whole thing sounded fun, so he had agreed.

Which was why he now stood near the center of camp, holding himself up as tall as he could even with Frightkit's tiny form squirming on his head. He didn't want to risk dropping her, even if the height wasn't really enough to cause any damage. Her "booming" cries were enough to make him chuckle, having to keep himself from bursting into laughter and shaking her from her perch. Especially when she peeked down at him for more evil advice. "Hm... well stealing prey from everyone is pretty big and bad?" As he offered up an answer, he took a couple of short and slow steps forward, giving the illusion of Frightkit's extended form moving forward. Half of him wanted to put a little more personality into his movement, but he really was worried about accidentally tossing her to the ground.

THE RIGHTEOUS HAND OF GOD 𓆩♡𓆪 THE DEVIL THAT YOU FORGOT

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• 
  ❥ longhaired black and white tom with pale green eyes
  ❥ 48 moons old; ages the 1st every month
  ❥ afab; uses he/she/they pronouns
  ❥ homosexual homoromantic; mated to venomstrike
  ❥ sibling to scorchstreak, lizardbounce, and rabbitclaw
  ❥ currently mentoring downypaw
  ❥ somewhat difficult to befriend; wary but kind
  ❥ "speech", thoughts, attacking
  ❥ peaceful powerplay allowed
  ❥ all opinions are ic

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[Grasspaw]

𓆝 . ° ✦ He wasn't necessarily doing anything wrong persay, though digging holes in camp because he found some pretty rocks and was looking for more wasn't exactly what he should've been doing. The front half of his body was covered in dust and mud and hidden in his newest excavation site. Frightkit's yell nearly made him lose his skin as he jumped back out of the hole. Grasskit looked up to see Rattleheart and Frightkit standing about a fox length away, eyes wide, before realizing what he was looking at. "Wha- Hey!"

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ooc Information

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  NAME — HE/HIM ･ 1 MOONS ･ KIT & WINDCLAN ･ PENNED BY TWITCHTAIL

  Small fawn tabby with pale green eyes.
  "speak" thoughts action
  — peaceful, healing, and minor injury powerplay allowed

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[spotpaw]

Spotkit is nestled happily within a sunny patch in camp, a low rumble emitting from his chest albeit a bit squeaky. Its Grasskits yelp that makes him look up abruptly, his sunbathing interrupted. Now he sees what Grasskit was afraid of, Frightkit (sorry, Frightheart, he mentally corrects) was perched on top of Rattleheart and it dawns on him now that the name was just a mix of theirs.

He smiles, toothy as his ears perk up. He can play this, too.

"Don't worry, Grasskit. I'll save you so she cant eat you..." Spotkit tries to sound a bit more enthusiastic as he rushes over to stand in front of the younger kit, trying to sound excited just like how he feels right now, but his words come out flat as he tries to launch himself at Rattlehearts paws, batting at his legs with sheathed paws. Uh huh, he'll save Grasskit from Frightheart! And then he'll be crowned as the coolest kitten in camp. Coolest cat in Windclan maybe, but he thinks thats his mama. Yeah, Cherrytuft was the coolest cat ever. "Come down and face me, Frightheart! I'm not afraid of you!" a boyish voice squeaks out in excitement, his tail swishing back and forth.

*:ꔫ:* info

• 
  -> spotkit
  -> amab ,, he/him ,, 4 months
  -> kitten of windclan
  -> small & oddly proportioned cinnamon tom with high white
  -> "speech, afd9f2" ,, thoughts
  -> unknown sexuality ,, single
  -> smells like windblown heather
  -> art by meg

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[Frightpaw]

*+:｡.｡ Perhaps Rattleheart wasn't the tallest cat in the clan, making her a little less effective as a monster, but she liked the warrior plenty and when he greeted her presence with a wide smile she knew he'd make for the best pair of legs a girl could ask for! She giggles hysterically with every step Rattleheart takes, "their" gait so long and bouncy from Fry's perspective, she felt like she could touch the clouds! Maybe she'll snatch some right out of the sky, and offer it to her "legs" so he doesn't get tired too quickly!

Her giggles are only interrupted when Rattleheart speaks, her suggestion making Frightkit gasp. "Great idea " she whispers to her "legs" before pressing hard on Rattleheart's head to lift herself fully up on her noggin, "AND WE'LL STEAL ALL YOUR PREY! AND ALL YOUR CLOUDS SO YOU CAN'T HAVE ANY TO EAT EITHER! Our- I meanmy belly is so big its, it's practically TWO! "

Grasskit would be their first victim. "After him, legs! Our first yummy kitten! WE- I mean I - AM GONNA EAT YOU! "kneading Rattleheart's forehead to emphasize her pleading, "Faster legs, faster! " bUT TOO LATE! Grasskit's defender, Spotkit, has come to bravely defend! Not that he's anything compared to Frightheart's might! "You should be! Im gonna gobble you up! Rattleheart quick, gobble him up! " she whispers again, leaning so far over his forehead her little paws are balancing on the bridge of his nose.

*+:｡.｡ Updated 1/11/23

• 
  
• 
  " Speech "
  
  
  GENERAL:
  ☾ Frightkit
  ☾ DFAB— She/Her — Unsure
  ☾ 2 moons — Ages 1 moon every month real-time
  ☾ Windclan Kit
  ☾ Sister to Deathkit, Witherkit, Grasskit, Whitekit and Midnightkit
  
  
  
  COMBAT:
  ☾Physically very easy | mentally very easy
  ☾ Attack in bold #1b1e21
  injuries: None

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[Lakepaw.]

[ ༻ ❊ ༺ ] For some odd reason Frightkit... well, she was now calling herself Frightheart had grown well, taller over a span of Lakekit's nap, and yet it didn't take long to pin point her being carried by Rattleheart. A soft snort of amusement rolled from him before he slip onto his paws watching as the shenanigans started rolling. Rolling to his paws he approached the other kits before lifting his bi-color eyes to Frightkit.

"Oh great and powerful Frightheart! Spare me and take the best prize from my nest" he called with his whispery voice. His eyes looming on the she-kit with a look of amusement on his face. Unlike Grasskit who chose to attack and defend Spotkit, Lakekit chose to bribe Frightkit-well, Frightheart with something that had decorated his nest in the nursery.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── Somewhere beyond the broken lullabies ──┐‎

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  "speak""Thoughts"
  
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  Lakekit ❊ AMAB, He/Him, Kit of Windclan, 3 moons.
  ⭃ LH Rosette Lynx Minx with low white and bi-color eyes
  ⭃ NPC X NPC
  ⭃ 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.
  

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[Grasspaw]

𓆝 . ° ✦ Things were happening too fast, he didn't even know who to listen to anymore. He squealed in fake terror anyway, hiding behind Spotkit as he came to his rescue. "Help, don' eat me! I don' taste good!" Grasskit had to strain his neck to look all the way up at Frightheart from his standpoint. Abruptly he sneezed from all the dust on him, but he shook himself and went straight back to being 'spooked.'

Lakekit offered up the best prize in his nest for sparing his own life. "Well, hey, wha'bout us?" He retorted, tail sticking straight in the air. Still but a triangle.

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ooc Information

• ooc: —
• 

  NAME — HE/HIM ･ 1 MOONS ･ KIT & WINDCLAN ･ PENNED BY TWITCHTAIL

  Small fawn tabby with pale green eyes.
  "speak" thoughts action
  — peaceful, healing, and minor injury powerplay allowed

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[RATTLEHEART]

AS HE RAISED HIS FIST BEFORE HE SPOKE — With so long spent fighting for his life and just hoping for a positive future for Windclan, something like this was practically the fields of Starclan to Rattleheart. It had been so long since he had just played a game, or been allowed to relax alongside the kits of the clan that he adored entertaining. Even Frightkit stumbling along on his head wasn't enough to sour his mood, form shaking with laughter as each kit trotted up and had different reactions. Lakekit's was certainly the most amusing though, the young tom seemingly willing to sacrifice the rest as long as he was spared. Not the most impressive trait during an actual battle, but hilarious for the moment.

Following along with the orders of his "head," the lead warrior dipped his neck down so that he was level with Spotkit's cream-colored form. Obviously he wasn't going to actually eat the kitten up as directed, but he did nudge his muzzle forward so that it connected with Spotkit, trying to rather gently bowl him over into the dirt. When he lifted his neck back up - being careful not to displace the squirming Frightkit - he lifted one paw to tap gently and thoughtfully against his muzzle. "What do you think, Frightkit? Should Frightheart accept an offer of bribery for peace?" Rattleheart was trying his absolute hardest not to devolve into barking mirth, knowing that the sheer force of it would probably send Frightkit tumbling down to the ground. It was hard though, when all of the "chaos" was quite so entertaining.

THE RIGHTEOUS HAND OF GOD 𓆩♡𓆪 THE DEVIL THAT YOU FORGOT

• 

• 
  ❥ longhaired black and white tom with pale green eyes
  ❥ 48 moons old; ages the 1st every month
  ❥ afab; uses he/she/they pronouns
  ❥ homosexual homoromantic; mated to venomstrike
  ❥ sibling to scorchstreak, lizardbounce, and rabbitclaw
  ❥ currently mentoring downypaw
  ❥ somewhat difficult to befriend; wary but kind
  ❥ "speech", thoughts, attacking
  ❥ peaceful powerplay allowed
  ❥ all opinions are ic

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