NURSERY BLUES ⁺˖⋆ kit au

[nightbird]

⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ nightkit was maybe not as fun as her peers, as imaginative or energetic or loud. their games were weird, she had no siblings to drag her along. she spent most of her time watching as the others wrestled, a part of her itched to join in, caution held her back. if she were going to play, it would have to be by her rules, contained within her limits, and she reckoned that sort of bossiness would have her creating enemies rather than friends. already some of them called her boring, mean. she wanted to prove them wrong, something always held her back.

the kitten wasn't hiding her yearning, not very well at least. she hardly sat a foxlength away as she observed. but as they usually did, things escalated, and the two other kits rough housing in front of her tumbled right into where she sat. nightkit was squished underneath them, small limbs wiggling to try and get them off. eventually, whoever it was noticed and scooted away, they wouldn't get off so easily.

"you just- you squished me!" she snapped, smoked fur puffing out and tail standing stick straight. large silvered eyes narrowed in a not so menacing display. "say you're sorry, dirtface!"

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎┌── AND TIME IS RAGING ⋅⋆⋅ MAY IT RAGE IN VAIN ──┐‎

• ooc ↛ waves my wand and babyfies everyone
  

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  NIGHTBIRD ✩ she/her, lead warrior of thunderclan, 32 ☾'s
  ⭃ a small black smoke molly with a white paw and pale silver eyes.
  ⭃ mate to raccoonstripe / / mentor to none
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking ↛ see battle info here
  ⭃ penned by vayle ↛ @vayl3 on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[BIGFANG]

If Bigkit was playing, he was wrestling. As one of the bigger kits of the nursery he often found it was easy to win his play fights, always using his weight to swiftly pin his playmate to the ground. However, this time he is finally caught off-guard and sent tumbling onto his back. Instead of hitting his head against the dirt he feels his shoulders collide with plushy kitten fur. Alarmed, he quickly jumps onto his paws and tries to hobble away, but it’s too late to avoid a scolding.

You just- you squished me! Nightkit snaps at him, her smoky fur puffing as her tail stiffens into the air. Bigkit appears embarrassed by this, his green eyes big and round as he contemplates how to get out of this. ’say you’re sorry, dirtface!’ ”Uh- Sorry.” The Tom-kit meows swiftly, hoping that was satisfactory.

☾ INFO BATTLE

• » Hank ․ Bigfang
  » ThunderClan Warrior
  » Former Kittypet
  » He/him
  » A large, beaten-up ginger tabby tom with green eyes.
  » "Speech" ․ thoughts ․ attack
  
• » A heavy-hitting foe who makes his hits count
  » Excels in heavy, powerful moves.
  » Fights to protect and make opponents flee.
  » Though strong, he is a slow mover. A fleet-footed cat would both easily frustrate and land hits on him.
  » May powerplay minor harm. Can powerplay healing

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[ROEFLAME .]

-ˋˏ ༻ ☀ ༺ ˎˊ-

How Roekit had found herself up against one of the biggest kits in the nursery wasn’t much of a mystery, she was loud-mouthed and brash, poor Bigkit had simply been caught on her radar and she had prodded at him until he had agreed to a “spar.” He had been winning, much to the tiny kittens dismay, but she was fast and was finally able to get a decent jab in the form of ramming a shoulder into the ill-starred toms chest, sending him stumbling back into another tiny scrap of coal black. Of course it had to be Nightkit- she was going to put their fun in jeopardy. Roekit’s nose scrunches with tease, pouncing over to where the she-kit chastises Bigkit. Hopping on her toes, Roekit rolls her eyes. ”C’monn Nightkit, the big guy didn’t mean to squish ya!” Words tuned to a song-bird pitch, Roekit is clearly exasperated by the others seriousness. ”Join us! I bet I can kick your tail.”

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── SHE BLOWS OUTTA NOWHERE ⋅✴⋅ ROMAN CANDLE OF THE WILD ──┐‎

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  ROEFLAME ✩ she/her, Lead Warrior of Thunderclan, twenty-two moons.
  ⭃ petite cinnamon silver ticked tabby with murky green eyes & a small scar over her left eye.
  ⭃ mate to Burnstorm ☀ mentor to Foxpaw
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted ☀ underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by Noor ↛ @toyangel on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[Lightflower]

❝ it's gonna hurt for a bit of time ❞​

Lightkit made herself small to observe the others. She wasn't exactly in the mood to get a tongue lashing from either Nightkit or any adults. She did accidentally let out a giggle upon seeing Bigkit and Roekit tumble directly into Nightkit though. She slapped a white paw over her mouth, hoping she wasn't too obvious.
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[Flamestar]

⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊ Flamekit wasn't very interested in wrestling. She watched from afar as Bigkit and Roekit wrestled, accidentally bumping into Nightkit. The outburst from the small ebony kit caused a giggle to erupt from her throat, but she didn't dare taunt her. With no littermates to spar with, her fighting skills were far less developed than the rest of her denmates, but that was alright. She would much rather listen to the Elder's stories than anything!

White paws carried the bouncing red tabby to the Elder's den, but when she poked her head inside, the den was empty. "Ah man..." she grumbled, her shoulders sagging slightly. She wanted to hear the ending of the story from yesterday! Now she had to find someone to play with....Dragging her feet, the kit padded back to the camp's clearing. She sat down beside Lightkit, and cast her attention back towards Nightkit. "Get 'em Nightkit!"

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── I WOKE UP IN TEARS ⋅✩⋅ WITHOUT YOU BY MY SIDE ──┐‎

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• FLAMEWHISKER ✩ she/her, deputy of thunderclan, 32 moons, ages on the 20th
  ⭃ LH red tabby with low white (masks black tabby, carries dilute, solid)
  ⭃ widowed mate to flycatcher / / mother to: falconheart, stormfeather, sparrowkit, sunkit, mothkit, scorchedkit, and squirrelkit
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ will start a fight, will finish fights, will kill (case depending)
  ⭃ link to toyhouse
  ⭃ penned by Icey ! ↛ @icefang65 on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[GENTLESTORM]

'CAUSE SOMEWHERE DOWN THE BANK — Gentlekit tumbles outside of the nursery to see that his denmates were already outside and his pelt fluffs out in every direction, the puffball of blue and white fur scrambling over. He picks up a random leaf only to grin big and wide towards the other kits "Donth woooorry, Nightkit! I can heal you!" He pipes out placing the leaf on the dark molly's shoulder and tilts his head to the side soon furrowing his eyebrows, a sheepish grin forms on his maw and reveals a few of his kitten teeth missing. Some of them were beginning to grow back looking like small milky thorns "Uhh... It takes a momenth to work, oofkay?" Gentlekit turns his gaze to Flamekit and Roekit listening as the silver tabby challenges his friend, his pupils widening in the slightest and his fur puffs out further. He's not sure who would win or who he should cheer for, he takes a clumsy step back nearly tripping on large kitten paws.

His nose scrunches up before squeaking out with his stumpy tail rising, the big kitten looking rather goofy in his stance "Uhm... Go Nightkit, I believef in you!" Gentlekit glances at those gathered around only to sit down on his rump with a quiet oof and both of his comedically large ears prick forward.

WHERE THE DOGS ROAM ✿ POR LA CALLE QUE TE LLEVA A CURICÓ

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  MEDICINE CAT IN TRAINING;
  — ✿✿✿✿✿ FLESH WOUNDS
  — ✿✿✿✿❀ INFECTIONS
  — ✿✿✿✿❀ ACHES & PAINS
  — ✿✿✿❀❀ ILLNESS
  — ✿✿✿❀❀ BREATHING ISSUES
  — ✿❀❀❀❀ TRAVELING HERBS
  — ✿✿✿❀❀ BROKEN BONES
  — ✿✿✿❀❀ KITTING
  — ❀❀❀❀❀ POISONS
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  ✿ a longhaired blue sepia tom w/low white and brown eyes
  ✿ gentlestorm is a very warm individual and friendly to those who he meets, he's very social and willing to lend anyone a paw if they need it. he's very patient, caring, and it's usually rare to earn his ire.
  ✿ 55 moons old; ages the 27th every month
  ✿ widowed mate of little wolf
  ✿ easy to befriend/interact with ; hard to anger/upset ; peaceful powerplay allowed
  ✿ "speech", thoughts, attacking

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[nightbird]

⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ bigkit's apology was less than satisfactory, only made her frown deepen. nightkit opens her mouth to refute, but roekit bounces over. her voice was soft and airy, like birdsong on the wind. only birds didn't goad her into childish games.

she blinks, head turning momentarily to gentlekit, the leaf between his teeth does little to hide the radiance of his grin. "gentlekit, wha-?" nightkit cannot protest any longer as the leaf is placed limply on her shoulder. she blinks, meeting the now timid gaze of the fluffy kitten. even she could not deny his fun, and when the leaf finally flutters to the ground she gives him an arbitrary confirmation. "all better."

nightkit wants to stay firm, to sit with a huff and go find something to do away from the growing crowd. but gentlekit and flamekit join together to egg her along, lightkit sits watching with a keen eye. just one quick wrestle wouldn't hurt. she'd beat roekit and then get some alone time. "i could kick your tail with my eyes closed!" she finally challenges, steadying herself on all fours and staring her cinnamon tinged peer down.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎┌── GIVE ME THE BURDEN ⋅⋆⋅ GIVE ME THE BLAME ──┐‎

• ooc ↛
  

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  NIGHTBIRD ✩ she/her, lead warrior of thunderclan, 32 ☾'s
  ⭃ a small black smoke molly with a white paw and pale silver eyes. she is known best for agile paws, a quick wit, and putting thunderclan's wellbeing above all else.
  ⭃ mate to raccoonstripe / / mentor to none
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking ↛ see battle info here
  ⭃ penned by vayle ↛ @vayl3 on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[ROEFLAME .]

-ˋˏ ༻ ☀ ༺ ˎˊ-

Flamekit’s cheer for the raven-furred kitten earns Roekit’s ire in the form of sticking her tongue out towards the ginger kitten, Gentlekit is given grace despite making the same claim as Flamekit- but he was just so… gentle. Fixin’ to be a future medicine cat.
Roekit’s focus is quickly stolen by Nightkit once more as she claims that she could kick her tail.
“Yeah, right!” Roekit scoffs, though the threatening bubble of laughter is still evident in her words. Nightkit follows through on her challenge, and murky green hues stare back into silver, headstrong as ever.
Roekit shifts her own stance, tiny body momentarily rocking to and fro before she is finally steadied. In another heartbeat, Roekit melts into a blur of silver-kissed cinnamon, charging towards Nightkit with pale paws outstretched.
“Hi-ya!”

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── SHE BLOWS OUTTA NOWHERE ⋅✴⋅ ROMAN CANDLE OF THE WILD ──┐‎

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  ROEFLAME ✩ she/her, Lead Warrior of Thunderclan, twenty-two moons.
  ⭃ petite cinnamon silver ticked tabby with murky green eyes & a small scar over her left eye.
  ⭃ mate to Burnstorm ☀ mentor to Foxpaw
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted ☀ underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by Noor ↛ @toyangel on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[COPPERFANG.]

There's an awful lot of noise coming from outside the nursery. Well - there always kind of was whenever the other kits were up playing, and the little tabby tom-kit's ears perk up as he lays in his nest, trying to figure out what the commotion is. Eventually, Copperkit gets too curious, and he scrambles to his paws, poking his head out to see most of the other kittens fighting. Play-fighting, hopefully! But there were also several kits hanging around not fighting, and that was where he would go for now. Gentlekit had put a leaf on Nightkit's shoulder - like a medicine cat! Surely, if either of the fighting kits got too rough, they would need more help. His amber eyes go a little wide at the realization, and he bounds over to the nearest patch of grass, pulling up dandelions in his teeth. He had no idea what they did, if anything, but surely they would be useful for something. He carries them back to the sitting kittens and sets them at Gentlekit's paws, looking quite proud of himself. "Just in case!" He says with a nod.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎IT'LL HELP YOU : ̗̀➛ SOME SUNNY DAY ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎

• speech, thoughts, actions

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  ☼ SH chocolate ticked tabby tom w/amber eyes
  ☼ 47 moons; ages every 3rd, npc x npc
  ☼ cis male he/him; bisexual, not purposely looking
  ☼ currently mentoring roaringpaw
  ☼ peaceful & healing powerplay permitted
  ☼ easy to befriend; will not start fights, will end fights
  

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[GENTLESTORM]

'CAUSE SOMEWHERE DOWN THE BANK — The fluffy pale kit watches the leaf flutter to the ground with a second of dismay flashing in his eyes until Nightkit said it was all better, this earned another bright grin from him and his short tail would wiggle to the sides in happiness. "Yaaaay!" Gentlekit trills excitedly though he watches with owl sized eyes as Nightkit accepts Roekit's challenge and he's unable to hold in the gasp that slips from his throat when he sees the silver tabby stick out her tongue at Flamekit. His kitten fluff bristling in every direction as he watches Roekit charge towards the smoke molly, he lifts his big paws up to his face to block his vision from the scene beginning to unfold as he squeaks out "I can't watch..." Unfortunately for him, he doesn't have great balance as he topples over with another oof and blinks a few times as if dazed from the impact.

His dark honeyed gaze focuses on the dandelions that Copperkit brings over and he immediately rises to his paws "WHOA!" Some of them were chewed by the other tomkits teeth and clumps of grass had been brought too, his big ears prick forward as he uses a snowy dipped paw to nudge them carefully or as careful as he could be "These are uhhh... purrfect! They'll uh help with—" A pause though his body trembles from the loud purrs that begin to emit from his throat to emphasize how perfect this is, "Big injuries!" Gentlekit exclaims though his nonexistent brows crease in the slightest not sure if he's right but he'll just have to see.

WHERE THE DOGS ROAM ✿ POR LA CALLE QUE TE LLEVA A CURICÓ

• 
  MEDICINE CAT IN TRAINING;
  — ✿✿✿✿✿ FLESH WOUNDS
  — ✿✿✿✿❀ INFECTIONS
  — ✿✿✿✿❀ ACHES & PAINS
  — ✿✿✿❀❀ ILLNESS
  — ✿✿✿❀❀ BREATHING ISSUES
  — ✿❀❀❀❀ TRAVELING HERBS
  — ✿✿✿❀❀ BROKEN BONES
  — ✿✿✿❀❀ KITTING
  — ❀❀❀❀❀ POISONS
• 
  ✿ a longhaired blue sepia tom w/low white and brown eyes
  ✿ gentlestorm is a very warm individual and friendly to those who he meets, he's very social and willing to lend anyone a paw if they need it. he's very patient, caring, and it's usually rare to earn his ire.
  ✿ 55 moons old; ages the 27th every month
  ✿ widowed mate of little wolf
  ✿ easy to befriend/interact with ; hard to anger/upset ; peaceful powerplay allowed
  ✿ "speech", thoughts, attacking

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