private maybe i am what you need 〰 first words

[edenberry ?!]

It is an arduous task but it is one they think is entirely necessary... There is almost no chance that any of SkyClan's residents will find them in the expanses of their garden in the middle of the day- the daylight warriors are going about their duties in the forest beyond the fence line. They weren't so tiny that they could not walk but getting up onto the counter tops and safely out the crack in the window seemed outside of their skill set and Edenberry was far too impatient this morning to wait for them to try. "Come here, littles." They'd been as gentle as they could be, picking up Mizzlekit by his scruff first, depositing him in a fern near the base of the house before clambering back inside to grab Arethusakit and do the same.

Once they are all three set about outside, there is no longer a need to keep them secreted in the brush- that had been a temporary security. "Alright, go ahead," they chirp, nudging their daughter gently towards the arrangements of plants that their Twoleg has decorated this space with. "Do you see.... the flowers?" They angle their ears forward, forested eyes staring at the flora before lifting long legs to walk over the tiny tots and find a nice patch of sun to roost in.

"Do you see~..... the clouds," they ask in sing-song tones, glancing up towards the sky. There are plenty of things that the pinstripe cat could show them out here... a little fragment of the world their parents had lived in and explored. "It's warm outside today..."

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𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 〰 i can still hear you sing

• @arethusakit @Mizzlekit [optional] @spicepaw, if she'd reasonably skip out a day in skyclan <3
• -- edenberry / skyclan daylight warrior / any pronouns / 15 moons
  -- mostly white with black pinstripe and green eyes / scarred face and back
  -- color #728c69​

 

[berrypaw]

༻✦༺ Each day is a novel experience for the pair of kittens. Arethusakit spends every moment learning more about the world around her, from the shiny toys scattered about the home to the cinnamon-furred visitor who comes to see them at night. Arethusakit knows Spicepaw, but she is more interested in the warmth and comfort that her pinstriped parent offers. The kit does not know anything outside of warmth and comfort. So when Edenberry lifts her littermate away from her, moving him somewhere she cannot see him, the kitten lets out a short squeal. Her mother disappears with Mizzlekit, leaving the black-capped she-kit behind on her own. She cries louder, longer and higher-pitched until at last the warrior returns to relocate Arethusakit to the great outdoors.

The girl takes in the world around her with wide, wonder-filled eyes as Edenberry points out the clouds, the warmth, the flowers… she is nudged gently closer to the flowers, her world brightening all at once. "Fffff… fowerr." The word is spoken softly, with the rumbling R sound not fully formed. It rolls off her tongue, a petal floating delicately to the ground below. The meaning of her statement is not apparent to the kit, though she still looks to her parent with wide blue eyes—seeking acceptance, seeking approval from the older feline. To assure Edenberry of the point, Arethusakit raises an ink-dipped paw to gently trace along the bloom before her.

kore kore 𓆩✧𓆪 fauna and flora

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• ARETHUSAKIT ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ she/her, kit of twolegplace
  ☆ small white kit with a black dorsal stripe and black toes on her hind paws. bright kit-blue eyes haven't faded to their natural color yet, and her forelegs haven't gained their point patterning yet.
  ☆ daughter to edenberry and rumblerain ; sister to mizzlekit
  ☆ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted
  ☆ penned by foxlore

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[Mizzlepaw]

The world was still cold to Mizzlekit, as it can be expected when within a home that comfortably resided in climate control. He was learning a lot about the place he called home and its residents. Taking every opportunity he could grasp in tiny paws to pester whatever visitors were nearby, oftentimes it would be Edenberry or Spicepaw. Though if a curious twoleg got too close they'd be victims to this kits curiosity in kind. Despite that he would not stray far from Arethusakit, as much as he would toddle around he would immediately stop if his sister wasn't following. This is why he cries in displeasure with grunts and mewls as an attempt of a weak protest against his momma's scruffing. Those cries ceased on cue as the threshold was crossed and he got to experience the warmth of the outdoors. The world wasn't cold anymore, it was weird.

He's quick to follow around Edenberry and Arethusakit to the flowers, sniffing at them with interest. Just as quickly as that interest was obtained it became abandoned, instead thinking that the sky looked very interesting right now. Strands of fluffy white clouds danced across the blue sky, vast and all consuming yet the lack of comprehension of just how big it was stopped him from feeling overwhelmed or daunted. "Kl-owds!" He exclaims in broken sounds of excitement, thunderous as tiny lungs could be when not screaming for attention. Much more interested in trying to make the sounds than forming the actual word right now, the k is harsh, much harsher than it needs to be but he is clearly entertained with this.

There's wonder in his eyes when he looks around at his littermate who also made her own strides in speech. Tail whipping around in an excited frenzy as he pushes himself over to also look at the flower that she delicately tended to. Looking up at Edenberry curiously afterwards to figure out if they were going to say anything else that was new and strange, like these fowerrs and klowds.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ✦ ‎Call me fighter ☾ Call me lover ✦ ‎

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• MIZZLEKIT ✦ he/him, kit of twolegplace.
  ✧ A small scrap of white and black fur with tireless energy.
  ✧ Son of Edenberry and Rumblerain || Brother to Arethusakit
  ✧ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted || underline and tag when attacking
  ✧ speech is #dbcbed
  ✧ penned by Juice || ouijeejuice on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[spicepurr]

Spicepaw watches the clouds as they drift across the sky. She's slacking in her Clan efforts almost as much as she is in the efforts of a sister. For the remaining weeks of Edenberry's pregnancy, it was easier to blame Clanwork for her reason to not be around their home. But now - now she has her assessments to deal with. Assessments which frazzle Momowhisker every time they come into conversation, potentially because she's already failed once and cannot reasonably fail again.

Her lies as she's told them to her Clanmates are no longer neatly tied up. They web between walls and trees, like spiders have woven them for her. The trail leads right back to their home and entangles itself with Edenberry's porcelain paws, as if one wrong move from them could unravel her whole mess. A mess she made for Eden. A mess that she would clean up gladly once it fell apart, because it was all for her sibling - and she believes that the ivory parent would do the same for her.

Little paws start stomping around the garden, and Spicepaw has to withhold a sigh of discontent. Edenberry is usually locked up inside on nice days like this, so the younger sibling tries not to begrudge the other. She presses down the useless frustration and rolls to her belly, seeking out her little niece and nephew with dim green eyes, brightened by the sunlight.

"Ooooh, little Ari...!" she chirps, trying to catch the attention of one of the two kittens. She doesn't hear Arethusiakit's attempt at speaking, but she does hear Mizzlekit, and her eyes widen with surprise. She pushes herself to her paws, surging forward.

"Last I knew," she starts, pushing her shoulder up against Edenberry's, "The most either of you could do was cry. And now you're up and saying things...?!" Spicepaw does not hide her astonishment, tail twitching as she pats a paw on the grass before them. "Try this one next! Gr-ass," maybe that wasn't a smart idea.​

 

[edenberry ?!]

Little moments like this had been ones treasured once under the canopies of SkyClan's territory. They can remember, with no small amount of fondness, when Fluffypaw had said her first words, reciting affection in the form of maternal calling. The added emotion involved in it being your kit however... it stole their breath away even in the silly syllables of a 'flower' misnamed sweetly. Green eyes round with surprise and wonder, the idea to respond escapes them quickly, only jolted to reality by the weight of their sister leaning against them with fond amusement.

"That's right..." they echo, baffled still as if they had just heard a spell being cast rather than common speech. "Walking and... talking already." A small smile curls at the corners of their lips, watching the tiny she-kit stare at them for confirmation, "Mhmmm~ and that's a pet-al," they offer, motioning towards the frail object she touches at.

Mizzlekit's chirping up just as confidently, boasting of the fluffy things in the sky their parent had just identified a moment ago... Funny, how they each chose something tied to their names (they think, in Arethusakit's case... if their Twoleg's broad gesturing is to be believed). Spicepaw's suggestion to try another word is met with an amused, though panicked, "Uhm!" The articulation there was begging for trouble and Edenberry thinks they might just die of laughter if all they hear their kittens say for the next week is 'Grrrrrr..... ass!'

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𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 〰 i can still hear you sing

• -- edenberry / skyclan daylight warrior / any pronouns / 15 moons
  -- mostly white with black pinstripe and green eyes / scarred face and back
  -- color #728c69​

 

[Mizzlepaw]

The approach of another set of paws is always exciting to the young tom-kit. He looks around from where he had taken up space next to his sister. The sight of Spicepaw is a welcomed one, even if he found it intimidating to have a cat who wasn't his momma peering down at him. How could he realistically not? Everyone just seemed so towering at this age. He stomps around his sister to sit at the other side of her, looking up at giant that he would one day understand to be his aunt. His gaze is broken to look back down at the petal that Arethusakit was paying carefully close attention to.

Mizzlekit's attention is caught by the gesture of her paw at the soft grass below them. He lifts his own tiny paw to then pat at the grass in turn, not understanding the purpose of self control in movements he swings his paw down hard and stomps on the grass. Once, then twice. Bursting into a fit of childish giggles as the blades graze his paw, wrinkling his face as the grazing tickled. Spicepaw prompts the pair to try and learn a new word and he was really good at that! He has said klowd so well! "Grr-ass!" he calls out with just as much confidence as before. If anything the kitten had been emboldened to be extra boisterous in his call. Wide eyes stare at the older cats then he grins at this sister, gesturing to the ground again. Stomping a tiny paw on the grass once more "Grrrrr-ass!" he exclaims again using his paw to point at Arethusakit then at the grass.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ✦ ‎Call me fighter ☾ Call me lover ✦ ‎

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• MIZZLEKIT ✦ he/him, kit of twolegplace.
  ✧ A small scrap of white and black fur with tireless energy.
  ✧ Son of Edenberry and Rumblerain || Brother to Arethusakit
  ✧ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted || underline and tag when attacking
  ✧ speech is #dbcbed
  ✧ penned by Juice || ouijeejuice on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[berrypaw]

༻✦༺ Arethusakit gives a gummy smile to her brother as he comes to stand at her side. Mizzlekit looks happy to see the bright flower, but his attention fades as he tips his head up to stare at the big, fluffy, wispy white things floating overhead. Kl-owds, he says, the word chipped into shards of glass, a frosty reminder that this of the first time any word has left her brother's mouth. Mizzlekit's enthusiasm elicits an equally-excited reaction from the girl, though, and mismatched eyes light up at the sight of her brother's tail whipping back and forth with joy. Her mother gestures to the bloom and articulates, petal, but Arethusakit's focus is drawn to Mizzlekit. He toddles his way over to peer at her flower, so Arethusakit pats at the petals again, repeating herself: "Fff-owerrr!"

Spicepaw calls her name, and the girl's dark ears swivel in the older cat's direction. She does not yet recognize the apprentice as her aunt, but she knows that she feels warmth toward the older feline. Spicepaw is fun, and gentle, and sweet. And she pats the green, spiky, soft stuff that they all stand on, and says a word that Arethusakit doesn't quite understand. Gr-ass! The girl curls her toes into this grass and watches her brother stomps a paw over and over onto the ground. He says the funny word, trying to get her to say it as well, but the sounds to make the word are brand-new to her. "Guh-rrrrr….." The pinched look of concentration on the kit's face would be comical, if not for what leaves her mouth next. "…ass!" Mismatched eyes then shift to look up at Spicepaw once more—the older she-cat is going to be very happy. Grass!

kore kore 𓆩✧𓆪 fauna and flora

• ooc: —
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• ARETHUSAKIT ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ she/her, kit of twolegplace
  ☆ small white kit with a black dorsal stripe and black toes on her hind paws. bright kit-blue eyes haven't faded to their natural color yet, and her forelegs haven't gained their point patterning yet.
  ☆ daughter to edenberry and rumblerain ; sister to mizzlekit
  ☆ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted
  ☆ penned by foxlore

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