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( ⊱✿⊰ ) she’s been suspicious of one of her cousins for some time. usually, it’s because thriftfeather is their father, making them already suspects high on her list, but for foalkit in particular, heatherkit is suspicious for a different reason. as the little tomkit’s eyes are developing, they’ve taken on a lopsided look, one thea doesn’t know if she likes or not. the concept of two different colored eyes is not one she has never encountered before, but on her cousin, it’s different. it’s almost like the kittish blue of his gaze has been stolen away by poison green, making his eyesight worse, or non existent. heatherkit’s not sure whether foalkit has been checked up on by cottonsprig yet, but she’s pretty certain of her own hypothesis. foalkit is blind.
finding her smoke cousin is not hard - bluefrost keeps the kits well confined to the outskirts of the nursery. silently, heatherkit thinks that the queen’s coddling of her large litter will simply do them a disservice in the end, but she's not their mother, so she won’t say anything outright.still, she does what she can to coax them away from the dull nursery life, to provide adventure where they surely lack it. today, it is foalkit’s turn, and thea wants to test her theory.
“hey foalkit!” she calls, voice bright as the pale leaf-fall sun. the sky arcs above windclan’s vast territory in a cerulean expanse, dotted with tiny white clouds reminiscent of the horseplace sheep. the low growing brambles that line camp have erupted with bursts of gold and russet in their leaves, creating a quite cozy and festive atmosphere. heatherkit has decided that over all, she likes leaf-fall, even if her blue pointed pelt fits in better with green-leaf hues. as long as no stray dry leaves get into her fur, she’s content with the seasons changing.
“it’s beautiful out today, isn’t it?” the girl asks her cousin, as she sidles up to him, her larger (though smaller than average) body pressing into the tomkit’s smoke dappled fur. for a girl who can’t stand her pelt being mussed up, she enjoys physical touch, as long as there’s no chance of mud or dirt contaminating her. “your fur’s in your eyes,” the girl drops her voice, crooning to her baby cousin as she aims a delicate paw to wisp away some of the stray hairs. “can’t you see?”
finding her smoke cousin is not hard - bluefrost keeps the kits well confined to the outskirts of the nursery. silently, heatherkit thinks that the queen’s coddling of her large litter will simply do them a disservice in the end, but she's not their mother, so she won’t say anything outright.still, she does what she can to coax them away from the dull nursery life, to provide adventure where they surely lack it. today, it is foalkit’s turn, and thea wants to test her theory.
“hey foalkit!” she calls, voice bright as the pale leaf-fall sun. the sky arcs above windclan’s vast territory in a cerulean expanse, dotted with tiny white clouds reminiscent of the horseplace sheep. the low growing brambles that line camp have erupted with bursts of gold and russet in their leaves, creating a quite cozy and festive atmosphere. heatherkit has decided that over all, she likes leaf-fall, even if her blue pointed pelt fits in better with green-leaf hues. as long as no stray dry leaves get into her fur, she’s content with the seasons changing.
“it’s beautiful out today, isn’t it?” the girl asks her cousin, as she sidles up to him, her larger (though smaller than average) body pressing into the tomkit’s smoke dappled fur. for a girl who can’t stand her pelt being mussed up, she enjoys physical touch, as long as there’s no chance of mud or dirt contaminating her. “your fur’s in your eyes,” the girl drops her voice, crooning to her baby cousin as she aims a delicate paw to wisp away some of the stray hairs. “can’t you see?”
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HEATHERKIT ⊱✿⊰ SHE / HER, WINDCLAN. DAUGHTER OF SOOTSPOT, SISTER TO BRAMBLEKIT, NIGHTKIT. 5 MOONS, PENNED BY LAVS
a longhaired blue lynx point with blue eyes. her body is cloaked in pale snow-white fur, a storm of blue flooding her face, tail, and paws. stripes of darker blue accentuate her eyes nose, and band around her legs. shining eyes stare out from the angular shaped face, a deep, faded blue color.