camp OH, SUNLIGHT ☾ kit intro

[LAKEMOON]

LAKEMOON — me and the devil, walking side by side.

“Stay close to me, now.” Lakemoon’s voice bleeds from just inside the nursery, where she leads her two children out into camp for the first time, today would be their first official appearance to the clan.
They were marvelous things, the only vibrance that had been able to poke holes within the cloudiness of the warriors' grief.
Snowkit was boisterous, her presence already far outgrowing his mottled, earthly being. Lakemoon would have been able to recognize the competitive spark that had begun to flicker since she had begun to walk from anywhere.
Her son, on the other paw, seemed to have inherited Lilybloom’s softer demeanor, despite his muted resemblance to Lakemoon herself.
In the beginning, Lakemoon had struggled to even gaze at the duo for too long, wrestled with unjustifiable blame that she fought not to place on their small shoulders, especially as they had begun to grow from mere scraps of slumbering fur, and the pieces of Lilybloom that had been instilled in them begun to shine through. Iciclefangs stoic presence had helped some, she was more attentive to Snowkit and Graykit than Lakemoon could be, but never tried to pry her way into the silvery warriors mind.
Now, there is still pain, there would always be pain, but Lakemoon could hardly step away from them, not wanting to miss any of the most important moments, even if from a small distance.
The trio spills out from the mouth of the nursery, narrowed optics scanning the camps clearing before she’d let her children step ahead of her. Dipping her head to hover just above their ears, Lakemoon knows Iciclefang and their cousins may be soon to follow. “What do you think?”

"speech"​

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• @snowkit @GRAYKIT but open to anyone in camp!

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[RIVERPAW]

༝ ˚ ｡⋆ 𓇼 ⋆｡ ˚ ༝   Riverkit doesn't know much about Lakemoon, or grief, or the way these kits were born. There are more in the nursery now, more kits that Iciclefang takes care of, and that's okay. It's getting awfully crowded in there but he knows his own body is slowly reaching the size of his paws and soon enough Smokestar will have to let him join the apprentices. But for right now, there are more bodies in the nursery and leaving the nursery, and Riverkit stops where he'd been rolling about in camp to stare. They haven't changed that much since they were born. He doesn't think he recognizes what kind of changes they have been through the way he did with the kits that'd replaced him at Hazecloud's belly. They were still kind of. . . round.

"Snowkit!" he calls, "Graykit! You guys can come play now, right?"

𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐀 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃 𓇼 𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐏𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐀

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• "speech"
• 𓆟. ° .• .𓆝 .• ° . 𓆟  𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐊𝐈𝐓. HE ╱ THEY. KITTEN OF RIVERCLAN. KINDLING x ﹖ NEPHEW TO SMOKESTAR. PENNED BY REVELATIONS.  ———
  
  
  ——  a messy blue tabby with low white. though small and slimmed down by the chill, riverkit's thick coat will bounce back with time and love. the fragility beneath his fur will dissipate with time. though currently stocky as most kittens are, he will gain some semblance of delicate stature with age. with a steady diet, riverkit may begin to fit into the clan he's so proudly named for.

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[BRONZESHINE]

♡​♡ why you so obsessed with me ♡♡​

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bronzeshine & 26 moons & female & she/her & riverclan warrior​

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Bronzeshine looked up from her nearly incessant grooming at the sound of Riverkit's voice. Oh, good. More kittens, she thought with a slight grimace. She was generally not too fond of kits. Nothing against them, really. They were just a lot. And moreover, these kits in particular brought on a different kind of uncomfortable. Lilybloom had been young, it didn't feel right for her to be gone over something as everyday as childbirth. It certainly didn't give Bronzeshine any more reason to want her own kits. She decided it would be best to at least have an eye out for for them. Just in case. But from over here.

— boy i wanna know ♥

• Actions && "Speech," && ' Thoughts/Quotes '
  
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  — sassy | flirty | proud | vain | irascible
  cis/het
  
  — physically moderate && mentally moderate
  — non-violent powerplay allowed && healing powerplay allowed && minor injury powerplay allowed
  — please tag account if attacking

 

[CRABPAW]

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 Trotting along behind Lakemoon and his cousins, the cream-ribboned tom's face brightens in a grin as Snowkit and Graykit are introduced to the clan as a whole. He likes the two other kits, and he doesn't even mind having to share his mom with them, because they don't have their own mom. Or, well, they don't have Lilybloom. They still have Lakemoon, and Crabkit frowns as the realization hits him that both himself and his cousins are missing a parent that they've never known. He looks around camp, sometimes, wondering who his other parent might be—but ultimately, it doesn't bother him that much. Iciclefang is more than enough of a mother, and Crabkit hopes that Lakemoon is enough of a mother for Snowkit and Graykit.

"Yeah, you can play, right?" The little tom drops into a playful bow beside Riverkit, white-patched tail lashing back and forth in anticipation. "We can find uncle Ferngill and... and get him!" Of course, Riverkit and the other kits would be invited, too. They can all practice the moves they'll use once they're apprentices, and then they'll be really strong when they fight ThunderClan! Moss-hued eyes focus on the other kits, awaiting their response.​

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[Graypaw]

Today is not a day he had been looking forward to, if he was perfectly honest. He knew it was coming, every kit had to leave the nursery eventually. But for Graykit, the nursery was a known factor, a place that was safe and warm and good. Out there? He had no idea what to expect. But also he knows that Snowkit was going to go, how could she not? And he didn't want to be left behind so he decided that his fear of abandonment was greater than his fear of the unknown and when Lakemoon came to collect them to take them outside he went with, though he sticks as close as possible to Lakemoons forelegs, possibly even coming close to tripping her once or twice whenever she did decide to move. "I want to go back to the nursery" he complains, burying his face into her leg fur so that he didn't have to look out at the camp, the sun that was too bright reflecting off a river that was too loud. It was too much...

But then he hears Riverkit and Crabkit's voices calling and he dares peek out at them with muted green eyes. "Play... out here?" he looks around at the camp for the first time, peeling away from Lakemoon enough so that he may cast his sights on the area around them, his whiskers and nose twitching with discomfort. Did the river have to be so close? "I guess..." he ammends finally, not wanting to disappoint Riverkit or Crabkit but there is a certain reluctance in his voice that gives away just how unfavorable this idea is to him, and he makes no move to leave his mothers side to play with the others. Instead, he sneaks a look to Snowkit, ready to follow her lead.

( ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ) I can feel you leaving

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  GRAYKIT RIVERCLAN KITTEN ; HE / HIM
  LILYBLOOM X LAKEMOON BROTHER TO SNOWKIT
  

  A plush coated kitten with a pelt marbled in varying shades of gray and white. He has dull green eyes and a tall stature. Most of his personality can be described as carefree though some also say that unmotivated is a more than apt term. His trust and love is easily won through praise but he will do little work to receive it.

  ✶ easy in battle + no formal training
  

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[iciclefang]

Iciclefang has ensured Graykit and Snowkit are cleaned up and presentable for their mother when she comes to gather them. She reaches for Snowkit before he goes, attempting to snag pale fur with her tongue one last time, before a sigh of acceptance gusts through her lips and she lets the two of them scamper away. Crabkit is off and running after his kin, and Riverkit asks if they’d like to play. Her mouth twitches into a smile at Graykit’s uncertain reply. Stars, that boy reminds her of her brothers… though perhaps a little less inherently friendly.

“Playing out here is more fun,” she tells Graykit, sitting and tucking her tail around her paws. “There’s more room, and you won’t be stepping on tails out here.” The ever-crowded nursery has expanded since Lilybloom’s passing, too—Lilacbird rests within, Swiftfire is expecting kits, and any day now, Robinheart will be nestling into their ranks as well. Hazecloud’s oldest three are nearly apprentice-aged, and at times the den seems to be a whirlwind of whiskers and tiny claws.

『 out of character. 』 ✧･ﾟ:* 『 about. 』

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• Iciclekit . Iciclepaw . Iciclefang, she/her w/ feminine terms.
  — “speech”, thoughts, attack
  — 22 moons old, ages realistically on the 17th.
  — mentored by Smokestar ; mentoring Cicadapaw ; previously mentored n/a
  — riverclan lead warrior & queen. mudpelt x icesparkle, gen 2.
  — former mate to Stormywing ; current mate to no one.
  — penned by Marquette.
  
  
  sh tortoiseshell and white she-cat with ice-blue eyes. confident, capable, proud, dry, conceited, condescending, distrustful.
  
  

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[snowkit]

-`♡´- This was the day that Snowkit had been waiting for! The nursery was fine and all, she got to snuggle with her brother and cousins and take all the naps he wanted, but Snowkit had been itching for the day he got to explore the world beyond her nest. In all likelihood, the queens were probably grateful to have a break from the energetic kitten climbing all over them all day long.

She scampers out of his auntie Iciclefang's grip to follow after her mama's long stride, likely helping her brother in nearly tripping Lakemoon by rubbing up against her towering legs. "Don' worry, Graykit, Auntie said you can go in the nursery again when it's time for your nap!" he chirps at her brother. She didn't get why he wasn't as excited to explore as she was, but he didn't care to pay it much mind when there was so much to look at in camp.

Her denmates are there to help greet them and he fluffs up excitedly at their invitation to play, "Yeah! Let's play get him! I'm gonna be like pow!" He bounces over to Riverkit and Crabkit and swings a small, clumsy pink paw at Crabkit's orange-striped head. But uncle Ferngill wasn't here yet so... she swivels his head back at his brother.

She comes up with a fun idea, and narrows her eyes in a kittenish ferocity, "Graykit! Watch out, I'm gonna get you!" She starts bounding back toward her timid brother, hoping to incite him into a chase around all their newfound space, "Run, Graykit! RAAAAAHHHHH!!!"

SUMMER CAME LIKE CINNAMON -`♡´- SO SWEET

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  — snowkit, kitten of riverclan!
  — he/him & she/her. OK w gendered terms! 2 moons old!
  — lilybloom x lakemoon. graykit's littermate !
  — a fluffy blue tortie w white & warm brown eyes
  — a happy, boisterous kitten with a big imagination
  — "speech", thoughts, attack
  — fullbody by jay , pfp by lovette, funnyguy by pin
  — penned by eezy

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[Graypaw]

Iciclefang is quick to reassre him that playing out here is indeed better, that this way he wouldn't be in the way and a frown crosses his features. Did she think that he went around trying to step on everyone's tail? It was just the one time and he had apologized immediately. Is this what he was always going to be known for? The kit that stepped on someone's tail that ONE time. An argument is already upon his lips, a pointed out fact that he had only done it once and that he had promised it would never happen again but it dies then and there when Snowkit butts in. He winces and closes his eyes, sucking in a breath "Okay fine." he says, adverting his eyes "But if someone gets hurt then I get to say I told you so" he grumbles.

He watches as Snowkit bounces over to the other kits before reluctantly moving to join her, only to have his kin turn on him. His pale green eyes widen in surprise and he hisses "TRAITOR!" Stung by his sudden betrayal he turns and runs straight back to Lakemoon, trying to duck underneath her tall frame for cover.

( ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ) I can feel you leaving

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  GRAYKIT RIVERCLAN KITTEN ; HE / HIM
  LILYBLOOM X LAKEMOON BROTHER TO SNOWKIT
  

  A plush coated kitten with a pelt marbled in varying shades of gray and white. He has dull green eyes and a tall stature. Most of his personality can be described as carefree though some also say that unmotivated is a more than apt term. His trust and love is easily won through praise but he will do little work to receive it.

  ✶ easy in battle + no formal training
  

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