camp SUMMER NIGHTS 🎀 KITTEN DRILLING

[PINKSHINE]

It's a task Sunstar had given her as an apprentice, and now as a warrior she would follow up on it. She's more than happy than to do things for the kits! It reminds her of when she was way itty - bittier too, and Scorchstreak was her brand new mentor, and they ran to the barn... and with her and Rattleheart, they sniffed around for places they could hide when they needed to. It made more sense then, in the unfamiliar, tentative spot that was Horseplace... It makes less sense now, in their own camp where things should be safe... But then, if she really tried to remember, she guesses WindClan's camp has always been a little unsafe... Well, It'll be okay.

" Okay, kits! " Pinkshine chirps, plopping herself down into the nursery. " Next time — " Oops, no, wait. " I mean if! If WindClan is ever attacked again... " Is attack to scary of a word. " Okay, um, I'm starting over! If a not WindClan cat ever runs into camp again, they're automatically agreeing to play the entire forest's most intense game of hide and seek with you guys! If they tag you, you lose! " Very sternly and stuff, she tells them. " So you guys are gonna have to have the best hiding spot ever. " She repeats, " Ever, ready and always in your heads! Any ideas? " she asks the class, leaning forward with a wide smile and a twitch in her tailtip.​

 

[breezekit]

:·.☽✧ ✦ ✧☾.·: breezekit sits alert, what pinkshine had to say seemed important, she seemed important. with bright eyes and a proudly puffed chest, the warrior paints a scenario. says again. she was too young to truly remember the first time, but the scent of blood had prickled her nose then, the sounds of clanmates through ears that didn't yet stand all the way up. there was going to be an again?

her expression is less fearful as pinkshine rectifies her mistake, gives it a softer delivery. still, blue paws shift nervously. especially when the warrior turns to them for ideas. she wanted to have ideas, to be the first to say something smart, all the other kits would look at her with awe. "um!" breezekit fills the air with her uncertain placeholder, she was now first in line to answer. a powdered gaze glances around for a few moments, searching for anywhere, but under the spotlight her mind ran blank. "no..." she sighs, ears drooping in embarrassment.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── WHEREVER YOURE GOING ⋅✦⋅ IM GOING THAT WAY ──┐‎

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• BREEZEKIT ✦ she/her, kit of windclan, two moons.
  ✧ a small, yet leggy longhaired blue point chimera with icy eyes and a long tail.
  ✧ rattleheart x venomstrike / / littermate to thistlekit, vinekit, splinterkit, and crunchykit.
  ✧ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking ↛ battle info
  ✧ penned by vayle ↛ @vayl3 on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[RATTLEHEART]

It hadn't entirely been a surprise when Pinkshine had trotted with her head held high into the nursery, barely prompting a glance and a brief wave of a paw from Rattleheart. He had become used to the young warrior's visits, her youthful excitement seeming to have never wavered even as she had graduated from apprenticeship. Though he rarely minded, her cheerful attitude always enough to distract the kits for a while and give the tunneler moments of peace. "Hello again, Pinkshine. Come to entertain us all with some more exciting stories?" Today, though, it seemed that her mission was a bit more focused than it had ever been in the past - at least if the determination in her chirp was anything to go by.

The queen's long, striped tail twitched back and forth as he lounged at the edge of his nest, a soft chuckle bubbling forth from his muzzle when Breezkit sat up at attention. His daughter seemed enraptured, and Rattleheart was none too relieved that Pinkshine had taken on this task. Even if it was late, considering there had been no shine to her name at the time. The idea was no less needed now, as the threat of Soptstar's loyalists remained even moons later. "Don't you all love playing hide and seek together? Just think about your proudest games, I'm sure Pinkshine would love to hear." His tone was encouraging as he stretched his neck out, tongue rasping over the top of Breezekit's head to comfort the struggling little one.

𝐀𝐒 𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐒𝐓 ✹ . + 　 ˚ 　　　 · 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐊𝐄

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  a lead warrior of windclan, rattleheart is one of the older members of the clan at fifty-three moons. he is mated to venomstrike, and has many children whom he adores. named for the trembling sound of his commonly hoarse voice, he is somewhat difficult to befriend due to his wary nature.　✦

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[honeysucklepaw]

Honeysucklekit is not half so fearful as the younger kits are, she thinks with a few confident licks to the unruly fur at her chest. Pinkshine tries very hard to find a funny, silly way to explain that WindClan camp would never truly always be safe but verdant eyes have witnessed that first-hand in the visions of dark fur marked by crimson. It was not easily forgotten. Her whiskers twitch in mild annoyance, frustrated to still be babied when she is, in fact, basically all grown up!

A forest-wide game of hide-n-seek however, is very appetizing to an understimulated mind and she is hungry to tear her gaze across the camp for good places to sneak off to. Dimmingsun had mentioned places so high that she could not even yet see them- was it possible to climb up there somehow and defy the odds of her short stature? Or maybe Pinkshine actually already knew the perfect spot and was waiting for them to tell her?

Rattleheart's cooing at Breezekit gives her cause to turn her head and look at the queen inquisitively, as if begging for a hint on where exactly they're meant to be hiding. "Are we... s'posed to dig a whole tunnel by ourselves," she asks, growing anxious at the thought of such a daunting task. "Or just like... a hole for myself?" That seemed far more manageable, though not very helpful to anyone else.

mother tell me 𓇢𓆸 will you stay?

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  'ambition requires action; action is daunting'
• HONEYSUCKLEKIT
  - child of wind-swept moors
  - she/her
  - daughter to mintshade and gracklestep
  
  - a solid pitch she-cat with fern-green eyes

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[Vulturepaw]

˖⁺‧₊ ☽◯☾ ₊‧⁺˖ 　Vulturekit can't help but feel a little bit singled out by this hypothetical. His ears press back as Pinkshine speaks in her too-peppy voice, spouting childish nonsense about out-of-the-clan cats playing hide and seek with them. He knows better; she's just trying to keep the littler kits from messing up like he did. No DuskClanner would want to play games - except maybe Gravelpaw and Hungerkit... He misses them sometimes, even though he knows he shouldn't.

He keeps quiet for the most part, letting the others' answer... But it seems like they don't have any good answers to give. His face scrunches up at Honeysucklekit's strange inquiry. "Um, I think it'd t-tuh-take a while to dig a whole tunnel..." Who said anything about that anyway? "There's plenty of t-tunnels to hide in already." He gives a little shrug. If they wanna take a tunnel, the storm-burrows should work perfectly fine, no need to start digging.

...But now everyone's eyes are on him. He shrinks back suddenly, feeling pressured to give an answer. "I'd, uh... just hide in thh- the medicine den. No one would expect a k-k... a kit in there." It's technically not allowed, but he thinks if DuskClan came back then the medicine cats wouldn't mind.

‎‎┌── FOR I HATE THE BUILDINGS ⛧ AND THE WAY THEY TOWER OVER ME ──┐‎

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  VULTUREKIT ⛧ he / they, kit of windclan, five moons.
  ⭃ a spiky-furred dark tabby with amber eyes.
  ⭃ skittish and dour, with little time for typical kit games.
  ⭃ micheal x npc, adopted by periwinklebreeze. sibling to dustkit and bilberrykit.
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by SATURNID ↛ saturnids on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[PINKSHINE]

Breezekit seems very promising, her little head up and alert... Pinkshine leans forward with ears pricked at her intake of breath, eager to hear what she has to say... That being: nothing. " Aww, that's okay, Breezekit! " she coos. She only doesn't pat her little head to console her because Rattleheart had it covered, themselves. Pinkpaw blinks appreciatively at the queen, smile brightening as they pitch in to help... This was serious business!

Honeysucklekit pipes up then, and she kinndaaa had the right idea, though a Pinkshine that told her she was exactly right would have pretty crazy standards for what kitten paws could do... Not even adult paws could really do that. Not just one set, anyways! " Not quiiiite, " her voice is high - pitched and goading, like, you're so super close! She nods along with Vulturekit. " It'd take super long! When the game can start anytime, you gotta think quicker! " She explains. There are plenty of tunnels to hide in already, Vulturekit says, and with that guess, he's won! And she's just about to tell them that, and then...

The Medicine Cat's den? Well... huh. She hadn't really thought about that, she guesses. Was that a bad idea? Wolfsong could be pretty fierce... " Well, um... Huh! I guess that's not a bad idea! But, ummm... A tunneler would be a lot safer — I mean, better of a hiding spot, don't'cha think? " Very professionally, she says. " Cause most of you guys are still small... you'd be able to fit in one, and most grown cats would have no chance of tagging you even if they knew you were there! Fool proof! " Well, except for the part where you could totally get lost. " Just don't go too far in, or you could get lost! But huddling just inside a tunnel is one of the best hiding spots ever I think! "​