- Feb 6, 2025
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Two moons old, and the world is already full of such threats as pain and fear. Don't leave camp or you'll be eaten, don't upset the grown-ups or they might hurt you, and so on and so forth. Moonkit doesn't understand why there have to be so many rules, naive to the harsh truth of his home. So, unwilling to sleep in until his mama says it's alright to get up and leave the nursery, he wiggles away from the pile of him and his siblings' bodies as carefully as he can, watching them and Mama to be absolutely super duper sure they don't wake up. Creeping as stealthily as his stubby legs will allow, he stalks out of the nursery and makes his way to what he thinks is the apprentice's den.
Yesterday, he'd seen a sight that caught his curiosity and held it, trapped firmly in his young mind where most other things go in one ear and out of the other. A kitten just a little older than himself — he has no concept of how long a moon is, is it as long as himself? Must not be very long, then. But this kitten had a raised pink mark on her face, sort of like the ones cutting sharply through his Mama's pelt. Moonkit sneaks into the apprentice's den and squints through the half-light, trying to figure out which one is the kitten he'd seen before. There, curled up as small as she'll go, with the funny white marks on her tail.
He shuffles forward on his belly, eyeing the black and white shape that interests him so, and whispers, "Psst! Hey..." Blinking moonlight-pale eyes at her, he asks, "Wha... what's your name?" The little moon shadow stares at Mumblepaw's scar with childish curiosity. "Why d'you have that on y'r face?" He raises a paw to tap the corresponding part of his own face, still flattened against the ground.
ooc: @Mumblekit
Yesterday, he'd seen a sight that caught his curiosity and held it, trapped firmly in his young mind where most other things go in one ear and out of the other. A kitten just a little older than himself — he has no concept of how long a moon is, is it as long as himself? Must not be very long, then. But this kitten had a raised pink mark on her face, sort of like the ones cutting sharply through his Mama's pelt. Moonkit sneaks into the apprentice's den and squints through the half-light, trying to figure out which one is the kitten he'd seen before. There, curled up as small as she'll go, with the funny white marks on her tail.
He shuffles forward on his belly, eyeing the black and white shape that interests him so, and whispers, "Psst! Hey..." Blinking moonlight-pale eyes at her, he asks, "Wha... what's your name?" The little moon shadow stares at Mumblepaw's scar with childish curiosity. "Why d'you have that on y'r face?" He raises a paw to tap the corresponding part of his own face, still flattened against the ground.
ooc: @Mumblekit
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MOONKIT. ã…¤BIOGRAPHY ã…¤/ ã…¤TOYHOU.SE
✦ cis male (he/him)ㅤ / too young for romance
✦ㅤ 2 moons old ㅤ/ㅤ ages realistically, every 20th of the month
✦ kit of duskclan for 2 moons
✦ㅤ sorrowthroat x npc ㅤ/ㅤ brother to ㅤsunlitkit, ㅤdaydreamkit
✦ㅤ mentoring n/a ㅤ/ㅤ mentored by n/a
✦ㅤ penned by solaire ㅤ/ ㅤmessage aurumbones on discord for plots!
moonkit is a small, fluffy black smoke kitten with pale blue eyes. he has a white blaze and a white star on his nose and forehead. cool, reserved, and sharp-tongued compared to his siblings, he follows behind sunlitkit and daydreamkit like a watchful shadow.