camp OH, BROTHER ☁ INTRO

[COLTPAW]

Ever since he got here, everyone keeps trying to . . . talk . . . to him. It's weird, if you asked Coltkit, which he guesses is his name now, instead of Chainsaw. He's used to it just being him and the Twolegs in the big cool house with its warm patches of sunlight, long sprawling days where he didn't have anything to do except get weird stuff rubbed in his ears, and then not even that. But a couple days ago, the big Twoleg with the pelt on its face had unceremoniously dumped him out of the big moving thing, into this weird green world. It'd been a quick flurry of way too many pelts and scents and mrrows, and somehow he's ended up in this dim green den with, like . . . a lot . . . of other kits.

" Bleh, " Coltkit pokes his small pink tongue between his front teeth, flopped on his back so the bits of sun that beam down through the canopy above warm his belly. They finally started letting him outside, at least, but they're always talking about weird stuff . . . Gatherings, and a Warrior Code, and a bunch of other weird stuff Coltkit doesn't even bother pretending to understand. Mostly he spends his time napping in the sun between meals.

Coltkit squirms in the dust, puppyish ears flopping, then shuts his eyes. The other kits are cluttered around him in a quasi - orderly fashion to be instructed on this Code thing that Coltkit's just, like . . . not finding as interesting as the warm sun on his belly. When do we get to eat again?

" speech "

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[COALPAW]

BUT I'M JUST SO OUT OF MY DEPTH — For some kits, it was a pleasant surprise whenever a new arrival came to the nursery. It meant a new playmate, or a new face to yap the day away with. For Coalkit, however, Coltkit's joining them had been nothing but an annoyance. Partially because the smoke simply didn't like feeling even more crowded, but also because the similarity between his name and Coltkit's newly assigned one. Coalkit found his ears perking up each time a clanmate tried to grab the attention of the new tom, only to end up grumbling in exasperation when he realized he wasn't actually being spoken to.

It seemed not even his latest excursion from the nursery was safe, considering the presence of Coltkit squirming around nearby. Kicking up dust in his wake, and prompting Coalkit to dig his claws down into the earth to keep from shouting. He was doing his best to ignore the newer kit, trying to pay attention instead to the code presentation that was happening. Though eventually it grew to be too much for him to bear, growing tail lashing back and forth as he stepped forward to try and jab a paw harshly into the side of Coltkit's gut. "Pay attention, would you? The Warrior Code is important, and you're more worried about sunbathing! I'd be more worried about catching up with the rest of us if I were you." He didn't bother trying to hide the harshness from his tone, feeling it was necessary when Coltkit was practically ignoring something so important.

How many cats had loved and died for the Warrior Code, only to end up forgotten by ungrateful cats like Coltkit?

I CAN PLAY IT KINDA COOL ✧˖*°࿐ JUST LIKE ANYONE ELSE

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  ☄ shorthaired black smoke with forest green eyes
  ☄ amab; goes by he/him pronouns
  ☄ 4 moons old; ages the 5th every month
  ☄ homosexual; not yet interested in romance
  ☄ son of leopardtongue and batwing
  ☄ brother to bravepaw, cougarpaw, hazepaw, foxpaw, and hopekit
  ☄ extremely difficult to befriend; cold and blunt
  ☄ "speech", thoughts, attacking
  ☄ peaceful powerplay allowed
  ☄ all opinions are ic

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[Flamestar]

〔✦〕"...and Blazestar implemented the sixth addition the code. A kit must be six moons to become an apprentice-" Her lesson was cut short as Coalkit jabbed a paw into Coltkit's side, scolding him for not paying attention. "Hey now, It's alright Coalkit." She had been aware of the new kit drifting off to sleep, but she wasn't going to get onto him. It had only been a few days since he had been found out in the forest, so there wasn't a doubt in her mind that he was still settling in. Coalkit was right, there was a lot to learn about clan life, but she also knew first what it felt like to learn everything having not been born into the setting. "He is still very young, and he has plenty of time to learn."

even on my weakest days ( I get a little bit stronger ) //

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• FLAMEWHISKER —— deputy of thunderclan , mentoring none . storm x lily . littermate to nala, smokey, and nemo ✦ penned by icey !
  ✦ afab / she/her / 33 moons & ages every 20ᵗʰ
  ✦ widowed / heterosexual / closed to romance
  ✦ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / underline & tag account when attacking
  —— difficult in battle
  
  ✦ “speech”, 'thoughts', all opinions are in character
  ✦ tags — msg on discord for plots — toyhouse
  
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  a longhaired red tabby with low white and green eyes. flamewhisker's fur is a vibrant hue of red, riddled with thick classic tabby markings. her fur is medium in length, and she has a large, feathery tail. her chest, belly, tail tip, and her paws are dipped white. flamewhisker's eyes are a dark, deep shade of green. her shoulder has a large scar on it from a fight with a dog. she also has a shredded ear from a disagreement with a loner during her time alone before joining thunderclan. on particularly cold days, or sometimes before a major weather change, she will walk with a slight limp from her shoulder injury.

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[Dwindlingpaw]

⁺₊⋆ ☀︎ ⋆⁺₊ Dwindlingkit dutifully gathered for a lesson from Flamewisker, sitting close to the front to better pay attention. Honestly, she grew bored quickly but held on, determined to grasp at anything that would be beneficial when she became an apprentice. Thud. She whipped her head back to glare at Coltkit, the new kit a patrol had recently found, squirming away in the dirt.

She gritted her teeth but wouldn't say anything as long as he'd quietly lay behind her, and the irritated cream kit didn't care to waste any more of her attention on him. Coalkit, on the other paw, clearly had too little patience as he stood up and started lecturing and distracting the warrior from what she was saying. Dwindlingkit didn't even bother to hold back her irked groan. Why couldn't they just get through this quickly so everyone could get on with their day? A reasonable part of her keeps reminding her that Coltkit wasn't clan-born so why would he care about the rules of the clan?

"He's not even from here; probably never even heard of a code before or why their important," Dwindlingkit preaches, gracefully turning around to face the two moon old kit. "Did your mother teach you rules Coltkit? A code is very similar, every clan cat has to follow it." Had anyone even explained how beneficial cooperation between the clans is? Perhaps he would benefit from some one-on-one time to catch up away from kits trying to actually learn.

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  Dwindlingkit — She/Her ･ Thunderclan Kit ･ PENNED BY @Ghostunes!

  ☀︎ A fluffy (LH) flame point kit with low white and has blue eyes
  ☀︎ Crimsonsun x Shadedmoon
  ☀︎ Tags​

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[ROEFLAME .]

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The nursery was filled to the brim, and Roeflame hadn’t been afraid to vocalize her discontent with the cramped room of the den away from kitten-tufted ears. There was not much to do, spare for counting the days until her children’s apprentice ceremony, a bittersweet moment the lead warrior is sure, but still… It felt nice to grumble every once in a while.
With her kittens freshly five moons of age, Roeflame had taken more of an interest in getting them prepped for their new roles, what will be expected of them. Roeflame’s own apprenticeship had begun before the majority of her adult fur had come in, the code slowly unraveling and accumulating over time, and she witnessed history in the making.
The kittens of the nursery that do not belong to her are free to do as they please, though with so many lost from their mothers, she had taken the time to provide extra guidance to a handful of the parent-less kittens. While Flamewhisker speaks, Roeflame provides a watchful eye to the small amount of kittens gathered. Unfortunately, she catches Coalkit stomping over to Coltkit a heartbeat too late, by the time the molly springs to her paws, Flamewhisker is already offering gentle guidance, much to Roeflame’s appreciation. “We don’t need to put our paws on each-other to get a point across, Coalkit.” Unfortunately, Roeflame has to take a firmer stance with her adoptive son- he was nearly apprentice aged. “Apologize, or Flamewhisker can continue her story another time if we can’t be respectful to everyone here.” While the queens tone is firm, there is no sharp edge to her words, a mere explanation of what would happen if her kit chose not to comply. Dwindlingkit is next to earn the lead warriors stern gaze. “There’s no need for a scolding, Dwindlingkit. Where he is ‘from’ has no importance here.” Finally, with a short glance to Flamewhisker, Roeflame turns to the third kitten. “Why don’t you go find a nest to nap in, okay?” It’s an earnest suggestion, masking exasperation.
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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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