development planets of progress || first prey

[MERCURYKIT✧]

She'd been allowed to nap for a little while, and for that Mercurykit was grateful - though she couldn't sleep very long, despite her desire to nap for the whole day. Her littermates were all very excitable, and they were all eager to eat their first bite of fresh-kill under their mother's loving and watchful gaze. Perhaps, then, she might be able to go back to bed once this is done.

Tentatively, mismatched eyes take in the lump of brown fur sitting in front of herself, Uranuskis, Venuskit and Saturnkit. Mama said it was called a 'mouse', and that there were lots of them around their two-leg's territory that they could practice hunting once they were apprentices. Mercurykit... well, she wasn't too sure about this. Their kibble is dry and gross, but would this mouse really be any better? Duel colored gaze drifts to her mama, and then again to her littermates.

"It's, um... it is dead, right?" She asks, reaching out a paw to poke at it and springing back a pace immediately - just in case it got up and poked her back. "And, we need to eat it? How..?" Was she supposed to just... bite it?

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  (img) Mercurykit * she/her* 2 moons
  lh blue smoke/cinnamon tabby chimera
  Peaceful & healing powerplay allowed || underline for attack
  penned by Neptune. || Neptune on disc, dm me for plots

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[SATURNKIT]

While his sister gets a chance to rest, Saturnkit gets a chance to explore his new stomping grounds. His wariness wanes at his older siblings’ side as he’s shown around, and curiosity grows into an excitement more akin to his littermates’ own.

And it’s the fresh-kill pile that is a shared point of contention between the lot of them — a chance to taste new food, something other than the kibble they’ve begun to eat back home. Bland and tasteless, it seems all of SkyClan is in agreement that fresh-kill is better.

Soon Ursabounce corrals him and his littermates, and the lot of them are greeted by a prize from the coveted landmark — a strange form, more kit-like than kibble-like; more like the brightly colored toys back home, save for the desaturation of its fur. Mouse, Momma calls it.

Golden eyes blink at the form — the food — before looking up at Ursabounce with uncertainty.

“ ’S it like kibble? “ he asks in tandem with Mercurykit’s question — in taste and in the process of eating it? He doesn’t know how this could taste any better than the pellets back home, really. It doesn’t look all that appealing, this… mouse.
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[Owlheart]

She has started to make an honest attempt to be involved with her mate and her children's denmates. She hadn't truly noticed other kittens milestones since she left the nursery. There's a deeper understanding of how important these are now that she has her own children to anticipate these things with. There was something extra special, since they're daylighters this would be extra important right? Owlheart finds that she pauses in her steps at the gathering of the family, one of the youngest around a mouse. "Would you mind another witness?" she murmurs politely to Ursabounce as she shuffles on white splashed paws.

There's a tilt of her head as she watches the scene unfold in front of her. She has never tried kibble so she finds herself unfit to answer any questions like that, besides Ursabounce would be much more suited for a question like that both as their mother and as a daylighter. "I promise you that if it's on that pile then it's dead" she can understand the hesitation, it may seem unsightly to someone not used to it.

How does one eat a mouse? It's something she hasn't really paid attention to. It's second nature after spending so many moons eating prey, for as long as her teeth have grown and she felt inclined to it's all she's known. Once again she looks to Ursabounce, seeking a silent permission to speak once more. "I uh- eat from the side. Everyone does it differently, your mother may... Eat it from the head first, for example" she's not actually sure if that's the case, she tries to not stare at others while they eat. ​

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  OWLHEART
  She / her ||Warrior of SkyClan || 18 moons
  ❥ An orange tabby with low white and an owls feather tucked in her tail.
  ❥ Mates with Oddgleam and Crowsight | Mother to Pearlkit, Cuckookit, Morningkit, Brightkit and Ravenkit.
  ❥ Mentoring Hollypaw
  ❥ “Speech”, thoughts, attacking
  ❥ Penned by Juice ⏐ouijeejuice on discord {open to being dmed for plots}
  

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[Whitekit]

Whitekit still remembered his first time eating prey. It had been horrible at first, but now it was delicious! How he ever thrived on dry biscuits and squishy, wet jelly with meat chunks in it he’d never know. No doubt the other kits would come to the same revelation with time.

Padding over to watch over the other kits he then offered a friendly smile in greeting. ”I like to start with the back legs.” Whitekit shared as he gestured towards that particular part of the mouse with a paw. ”It’s better than kibble, I promise. So much better.”
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[VENUSKIT]

Bending forward, Venuskit would sniff the mouse that lay before them, her whisker twitching softly with the movement. "Of course its dead!" Shaking her head, Venuskit gives a confused glance to Mercurykit and Saturnkit. The warriors killed it didn't they? They wouldn't let them eat something that was still alive right? It doesn't take long before Owlheart and Whitekit arrive, each offering them gentle and kind words of encouragement as they tried to deterimine how to eat the mouse.

Seeing as her siblings were nervous, she took a deep breath (as much as a kitten could) and bent down once again. If they weren't going to then she would! Taking a kitten sized bite out of the side of the mouse, she would turn to the older felines with hopeful eyes. Like this?" Musing around the mouthful of food, her eyes would widen in surprise as she swallowed. It was actually good! Much better than the dry pellets that their twolegs set out for them every morning. It's good!" Venuskit encourages as she turns back to her siblings, eager for them too to try the mouse.

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NEVER WAS THERE EVER A GIRL SO PRETTY 𖤓 SAY ITS GONNA BE ALRIGHT

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• VENUSKIT
  ↪ venuskit / cisgender female (she/her)
  ↪ 02 moons / ages one month on the ninth
  ↪ kit of skyclan
  ↪ lh black tortoiseshell smoke
  ↪ peaceful && healing actions may be powerplayed !! / attack in underline & @/account
  ↪ tags / toyhouse / penned by halimede
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[GOLDENGLOW]

Between duties yet to be carried out, he too has been corralled by Ursabounce for this momentous moment. His youngest litter's first taste of fresh-kill is set before them, and while Goldenglow is honored to bear witness to it, the warrior is a busy cat. His paws fidget with each passing moment, silently begging for his wary kits to just take a bite instead of being picky.

" Come on now! Mouse is good, just take a bite! " the cinnamon smoke tries to encourage his kits, ushering them forward with a sweeping tail. " You'll be eating plenty of it around here, so you best get used to it now, anyway. " A small group begins to gather to watch, and a sense of dread grows within the tom. Come on, hurry up.

Finally. Finally, one of the dappled she-kits moves forward and progress is made in the form of a bite. " See! She's got the right idea! " the tom meows in excitement. A purr of delight rumbles through him as the kitten gives the mouse a positive review, as she too encourages her littermates.

" Good job — " What was this one's name, again? " — Little one! "

One down, three more to go.
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