pafp THE ART OF LOSING ISN'T HARD TO MASTER ✧ kit games

[MARBLEPAW]

The yearning has accumulated inside of Marblekit for nearly a moon now. She sits like a lump of fur in her nest in the nursery, unmotivated and distrustful of any cat who approaches her since Betonyfrost’s ‘story.’ The little fawn tabby she-kit watches Needledrift’s kits pounce and play and there’s a noticeable ache in her chest to see their innocence, their excitement. She and Sycamorekit don’t play that way anymore, and she’d like—she wants—she wants normalcy, she wants to feel like she belongs in ShadowClan. Lilacfur had made it clear they have to stay here, and she’s so tired of being sad…

Gigglekit’s slate-colored pelt catches her eye. Marblekit pushes herself to her paws, feeling reluctant to approach and wanting to resist the urge to stay still. Her denmate is all smiles and chirps, good-humored—she won’t rebuff Marblekit’s request to play, surely? The fawn she-kit approaches trepidatiously, her green eyes round and pleading. “Hey, Gigglekit,” she mews, trying to force some lightness into her voice. “Do you wanna play something?”

Something. Marblekit realizes she doesn’t know any games anymore. There had been some—she’s sure of it—in Twolegplace, but it’s as though they’ve been erased from her mind. She chews her bottom lip and response, voice soft, “Erm… what’s your favorite game?”

『 out of character. 』 ✧･ﾟ:* 『 about. 』

• ooc: please wait for @Gigglekit
• 
• Marblekit, she/they w/ feminine and non-gendered terms.
  — “speech”, thoughts, attack
  — 3 moons old, ages realistically on the 1st.
  — mentored by n/a ; mentoring n/a ; previously mentored n/a
  — shadowclan kit, formerly a rogue. siltcloud x lilacfur, gen 3.
  — currently mated to n/a.
  — penned by Marquette.
  
  
  sh fawn tabby with dull green eyes. bossy, brazen, outgoing, conniving, mischievous, skeptical, spiteful.
  
  

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[Gigglepaw]

Gigglekit admittedly didn't know much about her denmates in the nursery, Sycamorekit and Marblekit - she knew from Needledrift that they were her cousins through some complicated family stuff that Gigglekit had decided was too hard to try and piece together, and even if they weren't that, they were still other kittens - and that meant that they were automatically friends.

That's why the lilac kit is so excited when Marblekit approaches her, first - Gigglekit had decided that sooner rather than later she was going to talk to Marblekit, and now she didn't have to be the one to initiate contact! Not that she would've minded, but she knew that Sycamorekit was skittish and didn't like going out of the nursery, so she assumed that Marblekit was similar.

"Oh, yes!" Gigglekit purred when Marblekit asked if she wanted to play, and for all the games that Marblekit lacked in her memory, Gigglekit had tenfold more to suggest. "Hm... I think... my fav'rite game is I Spy! D'ya know that one?" She asked, bouncing on her little paws as she tried to contain her excitement.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎OOC ᓚ₍ ^. .^₎ .ᐟ.ᐟ INFO ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎

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• GIGGLEKIT ✩ kit of shadowclan, one moon
  → blinks incessantly & uncontrollably.
  → peaceful and healing powerplay permitted.
  → penned by Archivist → .archivist on discord.
  

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[ONYXPAW]

I WISH YOU COULD SEE THE WICKED TRUTH — As complicated as the circumstances surrounding their birth happened to be, Onyxpaw found that she couldn't bring herself to dislike Marblekit or Sycamorekit. They were just kits who couldn't control who their parents were, nor what they had ever done to others long before either of them were born. That was why she was determined to try and help make them feel welcome in Shadowclan, no matter how intimidating of a task that was. Not even just because of their heritage, but also because of the chimera's own social issues. How was she meant to make sure a pair of kits felt like they belonged when she could hardly get her words out to anyone, let alone them?

Regardless, she was driven to at least try. Even though she and the pair were only separated by a few scarce moons, she felt like she had to be responsible given her rank as an apprentice. She had to be willing to extend a helping paw, no matter how petrifying that was. Scorchfrost would think the same, right?

At least she wasn't alone in her efforts to be welcoming, Gigglekit's cheerful purr making her smile as she grew close. Her own antisocial nature had meant that she hadn't really played many games in the nursery during her own kithood, but that just meant this was a new chance at things. "Hey, you two. Can I play too? It's... it's okay if not, I just thought it might be more fun with more cats." Onyxpaw was relieved by the way her voice only slightly wavered, not managing to knock the somewhat forced grin off of her muzzle as she looked down at the two of them. It would sting if she was rejected by two kits, but at least then she could say that she had tried.

CAUGHT UP IN A RUSH ✦ IT IS KILLING YOU

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  ✧ shorthaired tortoiseshell point and chocolate point chimera with blue eyes
  ✧ 7 moons old; ages the 1st every month
  ✧ bisexual; crushing on yellowpaw
  ✧ daughter of monarchroot and sleetjaw
  ✧ shadowclan born; silently loyal to her home
  ✧ difficult to befriend; shy to most except yellowpaw
  ✧ "speech", thoughts, attacking
  ✧ peaceful powerplay allowed

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[MARBLEPAW]

Relief floods through Marblekit like a river washing away the debris of doubt she’d built in its path. Gigglekit’s purr is a reassurance, and the little lilac-pelted she-kit practically bounces on the flats of her paws. “I Spy,” Marblekit murmurs slowly. She has never played this game before, but now’s as good a time as any to learn to enjoy it. She’s seen Gigglekit play it with her littermates, after all… “Okay! Do you wanna play with me?”

To her surprise, a calico-furred apprentice—Onyxpaw—fluttered nearer, butterfly-like, anxiety dripping on her woreds. Marblekit blinks up at the older cat and nods. “Sure,” she mews. She’s pleased with herself for having the courage to ask other cats to play with her, because it’s led to Onyxpaw and Gigglekit acting friendly toward her. She sees the appeal of smiling instead of hissing, now.

“I spy, with my little eye… something…” She frowns and gazes around camp, until her eye catches a particularly fat toad on the fresh-kill pile. “Something brown,” she affirms.

『 out of character. 』 ✧･ﾟ:* 『 about. 』

• ooc: —
• 
• Marblekit, she/they w/ feminine and non-gendered terms.
  — “speech”, thoughts, attack
  — 3 moons old, ages realistically on the 1st.
  — mentored by n/a ; mentoring n/a ; previously mentored n/a
  — shadowclan kit, formerly a rogue. siltcloud x lilacfur, gen 3.
  — currently mated to n/a.
  — penned by Marquette.
  
  
  sh fawn tabby with dull green eyes. bossy, brazen, outgoing, conniving, mischievous, skeptical, spiteful.
  
  

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[Gigglepaw]

If at all possible, Gigglekit brightens in delight at Marblekit's question of whether or not they could play together. Nodding so quickly that her head might come right off of her shoulders, Gigglekit declares, "Yes! We'll have the best-est I Spy game ever!"

Onyxpaw shows up not long after, and the thought of more players in the game excites the young girl all the more, and she's quick to agree with Marblekit that Onyxpaw can play with them. It's a little funny, the thought of an apprentice playing I Spy, but Gigglekit knows that games are super fun, and even older cats like to play games every now and then.

"Something brown..." Gigglekit echoes in a murmur as she scans the camp, searching for what it might be that Marblekit had decided to spy. "Hm... well, the ground!" She finally decides, kneading at the mud beneath them.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎OOC ᓚ₍ ^. .^₎ .ᐟ.ᐟ INFO ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎

• !
  

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• GIGGLEKIT ✩ kit of shadowclan, one moon
  → blinks incessantly & uncontrollably.
  → peaceful and healing powerplay permitted.
  → penned by Archivist → .archivist on discord.
  

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[MORELPAW]

✧ . Marblekit and Sycamorekit don’t ever seem to play in the way that Morelkit and his trove of siblings do. At first he’d wondered if it’s because the kits — his kin, connected to him in some way that the kit doesn’t quite comprehend — are older than him that they keep to themselves more often than not, but all his older siblings play too, and they’re apprentices. So… he doesn’t understand why Marblekit and her littermate don’t like to play, really.

He watches with curious eyes as the fawn-furred kit approaches his sister, and surprise lights up his gaze at the question she greets her with. Do you wanna play something? Marblekit likes to play, after all?

Of course, Gigglekit says yes — Morelkit doesn’t think she’d ever say no to a game. And of course, the kit knows his sister’s favorite game well, having played I Spy many a time with his littermate.

As the game starts, and another player joins in the form of Onyxpaw, the kits gaze darts around in search of Marblekit’s finding: something brown. He doesn’t ask whether or not he can play, because… they let Onyxpaw play, and Marblekit and Gigglekit are his kin, so he should be allowed to, right?

“ Hm… “ he hums as his sister opts for the ground as her choice. It’s a good one, but Morelkit can’t choose the same as her! Finally his eyes settle on something brown, and his paw lifts in the direction of it. “ That stick? “​

✦ ABOUT

• MORELKIT ✦ AMAB. He / Him. Kit of ShadowClan.
  ✧ . A blue tabby and white tom with pale, blue-gray eyes.
  ✧ . Needledrift x Chittertongue ; Adoptive son to Ferndance
  ✧ . Mentor to be determined
  ✧ . Peaceful and healing powerplay permitted!
  ✧ . Penned by Abri ‣ @_abri_ on discord, feel free to dm for plots!
  ✧ . " Speech " ; Attack
  

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[BRANCHPAW]

𖠰𖠰 Branchkit likes Marblekit and Sycamorekit. The two kits are kind of quiet, and they do weird things sometimes, but the lilac tabby likes trying to get them to play with him, anyway. It seems today Gigglekit and Marblekit are playing a game, and so of course the little tom has to bound over to join them. Morelkit joins in and so does Onyxpaw—Branchkit comes to a stop beside his brother, a bright grin settled onto his face.

He doesn’t even consider asking if he’s allowed to play with them, not because he thinks he should be allowed, but because the thought simply doesn’t cross his mind. Instead, he tips his head to the side as he thinks hard about what brown things there might be around the camp. There’s the dirt—but Gigglekit already guessed that! He spots a brown frog sitting not too far away on the prey pile, but that can’t be it.

No, the brown thing Marblekit is thinking of is definitely… "Bug!" He points out the beetle that skitters across the ground, amber eyes bright. It’s brown, kind of, so surely its shimmery shell would have caught the other kit’s attention.​

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[Starlingheart]

These days it's harder and harder to tear herself away from the nursery, but could anyone really blame her? It was overflowing with kittens, new-leaf bringing more than just an abundance of prey. Today though, she watches from the entrance of the medicine cats den as the younger generation plays a game of "I spy". It transports her back to her own youth, when she would fill her days playing games with Lilacfur and her biggest worries were how not to be bored. If she's honest, she misses those days. Everything was so much simpler back then.

Her whiskers twitch in amusement as the kits cry out their guesses to Marblekit's eye-spy. There is a part of her that wishes to join in, to play along in their games like she would with her own kits but for now she is content to be a mere observer in their game. Perhaps later, when they were done, she would offer something, a story maybe. A shared meal. She liked getting to know her nieces and nephews, after all.

( ‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚. ) fly me up on a silver wing

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  STARLINGHEART SHADOWCLAN MEDICINE CAT; SHE / HER ; SISTER TO PITCHSTAR, CHITTERTONGUE, NIGHTSWARM, SKUNKTAIL, AND LILACFUR. MOTHER TO NETTLEPAW, FLINTPAW AND GHOSTPAW.
  

  A skinny she cat with short black and white fur littered with scars and one singular green eye.

  ✦ Easy in battle + has little to no formal battle training
  

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[MARBLEPAW]

Before long, she has the attention of all of her cousins, who come rushing to play on clumsy, excited paws. Marblekit smiles indulgently at each of them as they offer a guess. Gigglekit’s is the ground—which isn’t wrong, exactly, but it isn’t right, either. She gently shakes her head, shifting green-tinted eyes toward Morelkit, who finds a twig and lifts his paw to point at it. “That stick?” “Nope, not the stick,” she mews, tucking her tail around her paws.

Branchkit’s guess is a scuttling beetle with iridescent wings—not quite the dull brown of the frog she’d been looking at. She shakes her head and says, “No, not the bug! You’re all very close though…” She peers up at Starlingheart as she hovers nearby, grinning. Does her aunt know what the answer is? She lifts a paw to her lips, shushing her just in case she had a mind to spit the answer out.

『 out of character. 』 ✧･ﾟ:* 『 about. 』

• ooc: —
• 
• Marblekit, she/they w/ feminine and non-gendered terms.
  — “speech”, thoughts, attack
  — 3 moons old, ages realistically on the 1st.
  — mentored by n/a ; mentoring n/a ; previously mentored n/a
  — shadowclan kit, formerly a rogue. siltcloud x lilacfur, gen 3.
  — currently mated to n/a.
  — penned by Marquette.
  
  
  sh fawn tabby with dull green eyes. bossy, brazen, outgoing, conniving, mischievous, skeptical, spiteful.
  
  

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