private Sunlight in the gloom ✶ Ravenkit


Sometimes it's jarring to see how much of Crowsight is seen within Ravenkit. Not in an upsetting way, she thinks it's rather adorable that he has wound up having a miniature clone of himself. One that seems adventurous, growing up to be rather chatty too for someone with limited vocabulary. She worries about him, much like his littermates. Ravenkit seems healthy but it truly seems like a matter of time before he falls ill himself, she hopes that she's doing enough to help. They can't help when they had these kits but there is part of her that lingers with guilt, it never lasts long when she's actually around them.

Owlheart had taken the youngest born out of the nursery, not far by any means just in case any of his littermates wanted to join in. "I'm going to show you how to play with snow" she keeps a soft tone as she speaks, nurturing yet thoughtful. The tabby isn't sure how much spare moss would be given in terms of kit games like mossball, so she wants to teach him how to be resourceful. There isn't much snow blanketing the ground, though when it starts it usually doesn't stop. She frowns in contemplation, while she would like them to stay within the warmth of the nursery for most of the cold season she knows she can't stop their play.

White splashed paws blend with the ground for just a moment, as she digs them into the thin layer of snow. "It's kinda like mossball, I think you'll like it" she patiently creates a tiny sphere. It's not perfect by any means, which she tells herself is just fine when in the presence of her kits. "So you push some of the snow together and then you kick it" she lightly bats the snow, showing that not putting too much power in it would be better. It might be sturdier when there's more snow on the ground, though it's a tiny example she hopes that it's enough to keep his attention.


  • ooc. Backwritten to be before the blizzard <33 @RAVENKIT
  • OWLHEART
    She / her ||Warrior of SkyClan || 21 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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Today is a private outing with his mama, it seems. It is not truly private, because he's just a baby who can't leave camp, and Owlheart cannot be apart from all of them for too long. But still, Ravenkit is a trembling mess; perhaps a bit from the cold, but mostly the excitement of being here with her ( just the two of them, but he wouldn't mind if Crowsight and Oddgleam decided to join them ). The snow is soft beneath his paws, and he begins jumping up and down at the mention of play. He's never played with snow before, not in the way Owlheart is showing him. Like mossball, she says, and Ravenkit pays as much attention as a kit can muster ( but truly, his mind is more focused on the play aspect of it ).

The black smoke mimics the warrior, clumsily making a snowball of his own. If Owlheart's wasn't perfect, his is even worse - a semblance of a sphere that isn't exactly round by any means. He does as he's told, watching it roll away with a large smile on his face. Kicking up snow as he scrambles after it, chasing it as if it were prey ( at least what he thinks hunting is like ). Wiggling his haunches, Ravenkit leaps for the snowball and accidentally happens to stomp it - destroying what once was. When he lifts his paws, the tomkit expects it to still be intact, but to his surprise it is nothing more than simply snow. Ravenkit looks at the pile, then back to his mother, several times. "Where?"


  • ooc.

  • LH black smoke with low white (25% maine coon, masking ticked, polydactyl. carrying non-ticked, dilute, albinism, cinnamon)
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    RAVENKIT. he / him kit of skyclan
    Last-born son of Crowsight x Oddgleam x Owlheart
    Brother to Pearlkit, Cuckookit, Morningkit and Brightkit
    Born 10.12.24, ages realistically
    A long-furred black smoke kitten with ticked ghost markings and six toes on his right forepaw. Eyes are silver in coloration
    "speech" thoughts