pafp MY WAKING HOURS ⛧ supervising

[Vulturepaw]

˖⁺‧₊ ☽◯☾ ₊‧⁺˖ 　Vulturekit was already a worrisome thing before his brief stint in DuskClan, but now it seems that the whole world is out to get him. Danger, his mind screams, even though it is over. Danger, waiting aroun every corner and in the glint of every cat's teeth. Rattleheart's children are older now, and he cannot help but think of all the trouble they will surely be getting themselves into.

"Th-Thistlekit?" Calls a shaky voice, as a shadow pokes their head from the gorse shelter of the nursery. He was with his siblings just a moment ago, and now he gone. "Thistlekit, d-d-don't - um. P-please wait," Vulturekit warbles. Amber eyes catch on the pale form of the younger kit, and dark paws skitter after him. "You gotta - gotta slow down a buh-bit, okay? So I c-can kuh-k-keep an eye on you, 'cause it's big and scary out here. You d-don't wanna get lost, right?" They offer a shaky smile, hoping that it might slow him down. He's the oldest in the nursery now, which means it's his job to keep the littler ones safe. He knows all too well what danger looks like.

‎‎┌── 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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[THISTLEKIT]

❝ THE TENACITY I HOLD✧°.☀ ——————————————————————————————————
Freedom to explore the camp (albeit usually under a watchful eye) had Thistlekit inspecting every nook and cranny of the clearing, sticking his nose into every den just because it was fun. He didn't care about eavesdropping on his clanmates, instead wanting to show he was already prefectly capable of being an apprentice - or at least getting started on battle training. He never wanted to rely on someone to protect him again.

Today he had company, one of Periwinklebreeze's kits. Vulturekit, a rather distasteful name, trailed after him. His attempts to get the seal-point kitten to return to the nursery fell on deaf ears, but the annoyed flick of his tufted tail-tip was clearly noticeable.

His attempts at sneaking off are twarted by the dark-furred kit's presence, and the younger tomkit turns to look at him. Thistlekit is frowning, his pale-blue eyes narrowed. "Leave me alone!" He snaps, neck fur bristling as he attempts to stand on his hind legs, only to tumble backwards. Thistlekit doesn't let that deter him even for a second, quickly jumping to his paws. "I don't need you watching over me, we are in camp!"

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• THISTLEKIT ✩ HE/HIM, kit of windclan, two moons
  ⭃ long haired seal-point kitten with an unusually long tail and pale blue eyes. short history blurb, short opinion on clan/clan specific traits. 1-2 sentences bout personality stuff and any other important details.
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking ↛ see battle info here
  ⭃ penned by nocthymia ↛ @hypmic on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

 

[dimmingsun]

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The kits are slowly but surely growing, their very presence an aid for WindClan's future. Dimmingsun oftentimes wanders towards the nursery regardless if he has any reason to do so; their well-being is important, their minds still so easy to mold. Supervision is necessary — and not strictly in the physical sense of the word.

Contrasting black and pale fur move about the ground of the camp like they're tumbleweeds tossed by the wind, the latter more reserved than the former. Thistlekit has, admittedly, more reasons for confidence; kits of trusted warriors, eyes always drawn to them one way or another. The adoptive family of Periwinklebreeze is different... the trio was not welcomed nearly as warmly as they should have been, and Dimmingsun has no doubts about the effects that might leave on them.

"I'm sure the camp is big enough for the both of you," Dimmingsun rumbles, amused at the ferocity in little Thistlekit's voice. Poor Vulturekit does not stand a chance against him, not alone. Intervention's needed. "Why not go together? Company always makes adventure more fun."
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[slateheart]

Rattleheart's kits were certainly something fierce. At least little Thistlekit, whose exasperated commands can be heard even where Slateheart sits, a decent ways away from the nursery. I should visit them, he thinks longingly. He knew since the day that they found Blizzardpaw in the snow that Rattleheart had a longing for being a parent, something Slateheart never really had. Fondly, he figures she must be a great mother, and silently vows to visit later.

But for now, he watches the scene unfold. A scared and traumatized kitten, terrified of losing his denmates to the big wide open; and the topic of his interest, a feisty kitten who knows his strength and confidence. Slateheart's whiskers twitch with amusement as Dimmingsun jumps in to diffuse. At least someone could; he, himself, was no good with kits, less good with resolving conflict. While the quarrel moves on or dissipates, whichever happens first, Slateheart returns to his small meal, thinking about himself and his own littermate when they were kits..
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CHARACTER INFORMATION — ♡ ˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗ ♡ — OUT OF CHARACTER

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  slate slatepaw slatetooth SLATEHEART
  ━━ MOOR-RUNNER WARRIOR of WINDCLAN
  ━━ 23 MOONS,, ages every 6th
  ━━ LYNXTOOTH xx ADELAIDE xx SILVERFOOT
  ━━ SIBLING to GRAVELSNAP and ASHPAW
  ━━ MATE to none | PARENT to none
  ━━ MENTOR to BEEPAW | MENTORED by LYNXTOOTH​
  ━━ HEALTH ♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎♡ | generally healthy, but experiencing shortness of breath.
  
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[breezekit]

:·.☽✧ ✦ ✧☾.·: thistlekit was causing a problem. screeching indignantly against vulturekit's wishes, conjuring such a scene that it called the attention of two lead warriors. her throat felt tight as she watched, whip-like tail twitching nervously against her paws.

breezekit breathes heavily, white jaws parting only to snap shut in indecision. her tongue sweeps her muzzle awkwardly. vulturekit seems stressed, dimmingsun and slateheart both have an easy lilt to their expressions despite her brother's sharp tongue. hopefully he was smarter than to argue with the older cat, but just in case, breezekit had found her voice. "thistlekit," she scolds, urging him to agree to dimmingsun's idea with a wide shifting stare.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── WHEREVER YOURE GOING ⋅✦⋅ IM GOING THAT WAY ──┐‎

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• BREEZEKIT ✦ she/her, kit of windclan, two moons.
  ✧ a small, yet leggy longhaired blue point chimera with icy eyes and a long tail.
  ✧ rattleheart x venomstrike / / littermate to thistlekit, vinekit, splinterkit, and crunchykit.
  ✧ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking ↛ battle info
  ✧ penned by vayle ↛ @vayl3 on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[Periwinklebreeze.]

LIKE A PICTURE IN A FRAME
WISH WE COULD'VE STAYED THE SAME ​

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periwinklebreeze ❀ 23 moons ❀ demi-boy ❀ windclan queen ​

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Periwinklebreeze is a quiet presence amongst the rest - hovering over vulturekit more often then not since their return. In truth, he's still uncertain that they won't just disappear, or that this isn't a dream he'll wake from in the morning. But unlike dimmingsun, he makes no move to interrupt just yet - thinks of his own kittenhood days, and sees that neither vulturekit nor thistlekit means any real harm, both having their own points and reasonings for their upset. Let them try and squabble it out between themselves first - there's no need to step in just yet. Still, he keeps a close eye - body coiled taught in anticipation, ready to step in at a moments notice.

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[Grasspaw]

𓆝 . ° ✦ Grasspaw was never overly good with confrontation. Didn't really have to involve him at all, he was uncomfortable even within it's presence. His gaze flicked between his cousin and his prior roommate with anxiety. Thistlekit's aggressive reply made him take an unsteady step forward, wanting to interject... something... just anything to diffuse the situation. Dimmingsun, however, beat him to the punch. Probably for the best. The small tunneler apprentice decided maybe it would be more productive to just... leave.

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ooc Information

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  GRASSPAW — HE/HIM ･ 6 MOONS ･ TUNNELER APPRENTICE & 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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