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Meadowpaw

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In this world, there are only a few things that Meadowkit is well and truly afraid of. The dark, for one but also the creatures that lurk in the dark. The monsters from the stories her mother and the elders told her. Creatures meant to be fiction and used to scare kits into doing what they were told but to Meadowkit these faceless horrors are real and they only come out at night after everyone has curled up tight in their nests asleep. Tonight though? Tonight she has a plan. She would wait until everyone was asleep and then she would go out and she would take care of the monsters all by herself just like she had taken care of that bug for Beetlekit. She could do this, she could overcome her fears. For herself, for them.

The steady rise and fall of her mothers chest tells her that Moonwhisper is asleep, and it is then that Meadowkit makes her move. Gently, she extracts herself from her littermates side and makes her way over to the entrance of the nursery on quiet paws. The shadows that bathe every corner of the den threaten to stop her in her tracks on multiple occasions but I am brave, I am brave is a mantra that repeats over and over in her head and keeps her going, it gives her the strength to push out of the den and into ThunderClan's camp clearing, her eyes squeezed shut until finally she is there. For a moment, she just stands there, afraid of what she'll see when she opens her eyes but... Moonlight bathes the clearing, casting the camp in an ethereal glow. It is strange, to see a place usually so full of life so quiet. Oh yeah she thinks If I was a monster this would be prime monstering time When all the warriors were asleep and the kits were ripe for the taking. Well, not on her watch!

That's when she sees it. There! In the shadowed corners of camp she spots movement out of the corner of her bright green eyes and without thinking, she launches herself at the creature, a furious battle cry ready at her lips before she quickly remember that everyone is asleep and this was meant to be a stealth mission. "I got you, monster! You're not getting away from me!" she is not afraid, she would overcome her fears and keep her camp safe just like a real warrior! But just in case she closes her eyes so she doesn't have to see whatever unspeakable terror her small orange and white body is about to collide into.

"Oof!" Her attack didn't go as planned as she meets what she can only expect to be a stone wall when she opens her eyes. Dazed, she is more than shocked to see an adult here in the place of what she had thought was a monster. "Bigfang?" she asks, shaking her head to clear her thoughts. "What're you doing out here, don't you know its dangerous at night!" her voice is scolding, as if he's the one who should be sleeping soundly tucked away in his nest right now, not her.

// please wait for @BIGFANG
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    MEADOWKIT THUNDERCLAN KITTEN ; SHE / HER
    LIGHTSTRIKE X MOONWHISPER SISTER TO SCARLETKIT & MOTTLEDKIT
    A large fluffy red tabby kitten with a white chest, stomach, tail, muzzle and stripe running along her back. Her eyes are a deep, forest, green and in her pelt one can usually find flowers woven
    easy in battle + no formal training
 

The last thing you expect when getting up in the midst of the night half-asleep to go make dirt is getting attacked. Nonetheless by a kit.

As something thumps into his leg he looks down to see the tiny ginger and white she-kit. The same one who had been pestering Fallowpaw just days ago about the intricacies of StarClan. He expects her to shrink back in preparation for scolding, but instead she questions him!

His brows furrow to display his bewilderment, ”Huh?! I was trying to go to the dirtplace. Nothin’ dangerous out but feral kits, it seems.” He grumbles, questioning why he had given way to the kit’s inquiry when the words were already out of his mouth. ”Why are you up? Moonwhisper won’t be happy to hear of this…” He says in a subtle warning, she should get back to her nest undetected while she could.
  • » HankBigfang
    » ThunderClan Warrior
    » Former Kittypet
    » He/him
    » A large, beaten-up ginger tabby tom with green eyes.
    » "Speech"thoughtsattack
  • » A heavy-hitting foe who makes his hits count
    » Excels in heavy, powerful move.
    » Fights to protect and maintain honor
    » 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
 
Skyclaw has visited his little niblings sparingly - his attachment to family bonds has waned since the death of his brother, but not entirely. Still, he knows little of Meadowkit and her siblings and cousins. He has half the mind, in fact, to call this one Scarletkit instead, or even Littlekit (though he's almost sure that's an entirely different litter of tots.) He blames his uncertainty on his fatigue, as the pitched voice of a kitten and the gruff, stern lecture of the tom rouses him out of his nest and towards the commotion.

"I'm pretty sure kittens like you are meant to be asleep," he agrees with the older warrior, tone flat, though he is admittedly amused by the spark the red tabby exhibits.​
 
⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ since the wolves, nightbird felt more sensitive to sounds around camp. she was far from a paranoid cat, and yet the voices of her clanmates after dark had the lead warrior sprung from her nest. when she poked her head out of the warrior's den there was no beast to come nose to nose with, unless she were to count meadowkit who was behaving quite beastly on second thought.

"there are no monsters in this camp. go back to your nest, meadowkit." her sigh was somewhere between frustration and fatigue, despite it the lead warrior did not retreat back to her nest just yet. she'd watch to make sure the spirited child listened before doing so to avoid leaving the warmth of her mate's side for a second time that night.
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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.
 
There’s movement at his flank. Nightbird pushes herself warily from their shared nest and exits the warrior’s den, her ears flicked forward, alert. Raccoonstripe yawns, displaying a full and extensive set of fangs, before following her out into camp. The clearing is draped in darkness, but stars blaze above them—he takes a moment to search the sky, as he often does, wondering about his brothers’ placement amidst Silverpelt. Silhouetted in silver, Bigfang, Skyclaw, and now his mate surround a ginger-pelted she-kit whose whiskers tremble with indignation.

There are no monsters in this camp, Nightbird sighs, clearly affronted at having been woken up. Raccoonstripe grins and jabs her in the ribs with an elbow. “Aren’t you glad you’re not stuck in that nursery too?” He flashes his teeth in a grin before turning to Meadowkit. Moonwhisper’s daughter, with a temper to match her mother’s, it seems. She bosses the senior warriors around as easily as Howlingstar or Flamewhisker.

He lowers his voice, conspiratorially: “There aren’t any monsters here yet… they only come out when bad little kits leave the nursery at nighttime.” He lifts an eyebrow, his smile dimming into a serious expression.


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  • Raccoon . Raccoonstripe, he/him w/ masculine terms.
    — “speech”, thoughts, attack
    — 37 moons old, ages realistically on the 5th.
    — mentored by n/a ; mentoring none ; previously mentored Wildheart, Moonwhisper
    — thunderclan lead warrior. gray wolf x howlingstar, gen 2.
    — currently mated to Nightbird.
    — penned by Marquette.

    lh black tabby with white and dark brown eyes. charismatic, charming, calculating, ambitious, shallow, manipulative.


 

A ghost in the darkness, Thundergleam had not yet retired to her nest. No, she had to pay her respects to StarClan first- to watch them, to reach out to them. She had not received a dream since the peals of thunder, since the winds of change that had signified her destiny had at last arrived... which meant she could not slack with her diligence, now. She would look to StarClan and connect her mind to them as she had every night since she could think.

It meant that late night goings-on were easy to spot, though... easy to hear. In the silence, the warming moonlight, Thundergleam caught sight of little Meadowkit flinging herself at Bigfang, whos face was written in an expression betraying clear annoyance with the ordeal. Humour lit in crimson pupils and she wandered over, slinking as easily as running water, energised by the starlight.

Raccoonstripe tried to scare her into going back to bed- speaking of monsters slinking about, and not the sort that Meadowkit had been seeking. Humour chittered in little puffs from Thundergleams lips. "The night has many kindnesses, but you should greet it with quiet if you are to find them." Her voice was honey-sweet... yes, there were no monsters, and the moonlight would be kind to Meadowkit, the stars would love her so, if she were to admire them.
penned by pin ☾
 
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Bigfang's explanation seems reasonable enough, she supposes but still.. she can't help but to eye him suspiciously "Hmmmm" she says, as if considering his words for a long moments, her forest-green eyes squinted to eye the red-furred warrior up and down "How do I know youre not a monster in disguise?" she asks, her words accusatory as she tries to figure out what a good test might be. But then he mentions her mother and a jolt of fear strikes true to her heart. "I'm up because I heard a story earlier about monsters in camp at night! I'm just protecting everyone is all, no biggie!" No need to involve her mother in this...

But then more adults come and Skyclaw is telling her she should be asleep and Nightbird is telling her there are no monsters in camp. "There are too monsters in camp!" she protests "Magnoliasong and Tigerfang told me so!" and Magnoliasong and Tigerfang were wayyyy older than Nightbird so surely they knew better. And just in time comes her uncle to save the day, he backs her up and confirms that they are real to which she nods enthusiastically "Yeah! See!" she cries out in triumph but then she processes what he really said "Well it's a good thing I'm a good kit 'cuz then we would have problems" she informs him very matter-of-factly, resisting the urge to stick her tongue out at him.

To say she doesn't quiet understand what Thundergleam is saying to her is an understatement. Something about nightime and being quiet she thinks to which she nods "Ma says I'm not very good at being quiet" she announces "But if I need to be quiet to find the kindnesses" which she assumes are some type of monster "Then I will do my best!"
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    MEADOWKIT THUNDERCLAN KITTEN ; SHE / HER
    LIGHTSTRIKE X MOONWHISPER SISTER TO SCARLETKIT & MOTTLEDKIT
    A large fluffy red tabby kitten with a white chest, stomach, tail, muzzle and stripe running along her back. Her eyes are a deep, forest, green and in her pelt one can usually find flowers woven
    easy in battle + no formal training
 
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