pafp THE BEAT OF THE DRUM [ ❀༉ ] QUESTIONS FOR A QUEEN

[Meadowpaw]

The basic concept of the nursery is one which Meadowkit is starting to grasp, the dynamics that governed her home not so hard to understand once it has been explained. The warriors lived in the warriors den, the apprentices in the apprentice den and so on and so forth for all the different ranks in the hierarchy. The kits and the queens were sequestered to the nursery and that seemed to ring true. Roeflame lived there with her three kits, her mother lived there with her and her siblings, and all the various parentless kits were brough up by all of them. There is one resident, however, who Meadowkit is completely unsure of.

Flamewhisker. The molly did not seem to have any kits of her own currently, save for the aforementioned ones who it was every queens job to watch over. But what was even more confusing to Meadowkit was the fact that the red coated queen's was swelled and rounded so extremely. Finally, a day comes where Meadowkit can no longer contain her curiosity. Soft white socked kitten paws lead her to where Flamewhisker rests nearby, her eyebrows knitting together as she looks upon her. Was the swelling worse today than it had been yesterday? "Hi Flamewhisker!" she chirps, making her best effort to not be rude and actually look at her face. "I uh I have a question.... uhm. Why are you so FAT?" She blurts out, not thinking about her words before they come tumbling out of her mouth. But of course, being a kitten, she doesn't notice and round green eyes blink slowly while she waits for the answer to her question.

// please wait for @Flamewhisker

( ❀༉ ) make me feel like I'm set on fire

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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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[Flamestar]

⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊ Any day now... she kept telling herself. It wouldn't be much longer before her kits came into the world, and quite frankly, she was ready. It hadn't been too difficult at first, but now that she was in the later stages of pregnancy, she barely had the energy to do anything other than eat or sleep. It was rather difficult to rest with more kits in the den now, but she wouldn't complain. She had always enjoyed the presence of kits, even before having some of her own. Their young minds, brief attention spans, and curious questions always brought amusement to the deputy. She couldn't wait for her and Flycatcher's kits to play and get into mischief with her denmate's litters. Just a few days ago, she had overheard Gentlestorm telling them about the journey. There were so many stories she wanted to share, but it would have to wait until she had a little more energy.

The red tabby found herself slowly drifting off again, when a young voice interrupted her. She blinked her eyes open, and spotted Moonwhisper's daughter in front of her. "Hello dear." she chirped, lifting her head from the pillow of her front paws. "What's your question?" the words managed to beat Meadowkit's inquiry.

Why are you so FAT?

Her eyes widened, and at first she could only blink in response. The corners of her muzzle begged to pull back into a bit of laughter, but she swallowed it down. Her eyes glittered mischievously as she planned her reply. Of course she wasn't offended about being called fat, she couldn't help the weight that the growing lives added in her belly. The deputy slowly lifted her top lip up to playfully show teeth. "It's because the clan feeds me kits that break the rules!"

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── NO DAMSEL IN DISTRESS ⋅✩⋅ DONT NEED TO SAVE ME ──┐‎

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  FLAMEWHISKER ✩ she/her, deputy of thunderclan, 31 moons, ages on the 20th
  ⭃ LH red tabby with low white (masks black tabby, carries dilute, solid)
  ⭃ currently mated to Flycatcher / / mother to: Falconheart and Stormfeather
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ will start a fight, will finish fights, will kill (case depending)
  ⭃ link to toyhouse
  ⭃ penned by Icey ! ↛ @icefang65 on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[Tybalt [Stagstrike]]

Tybalt, who had been settled nearby eating the last of a vole, angled his ears toward the conversation as Meadowkit spoke. He had just taken another bite as the young kit asked her question, and immediately choked on his food as he burst into laughter, coughing a few times and then burying his muzzle beneath his paws in an attempt to smother his wheezing.

He didn’t want to make Meadowkit feel bad—her question had been an honest one after all. “Oh…Meadowkit,” he started, still trying to catch his breath as he struggled to smother his laughter. “That’s not—“ The rest of his sentence was lost to his snickering.

 

[LITTLEPAW]

-ˋˏ ༻ ❆༺ ˎˊ- Littlekit had many questions about many things, though they were mainly reserved for her parents and kins ears alone. Meadowkit wasn’t like that, though… or Dovekit, or Beetlekit- Littlekit couldn’t wrap her head around their confidence, but surely that must mean they’re brave.
Meadowkits abrupt question bounces off the walls of the nursery, capturing Littlekit’s startled attention from where she rolled around a moss ball from the opposite corner of the nursery.
At first, the ribboned kitten does not find anything wrong with Meadowkit’s question, the brunt edge flying right between earthy ears, and she even dares to inch closer in order to hear the fiery queens reply with better clarity.
It’s because the clan feeds me kittens that break the rules!
Just like Meadowkits question, the true intentions of Flamewhiskers reply flying right over her head.
Amber optics widen in shock, an involuntary squeal causes her maw to drop dramatically.
”Th-that can’t be true!” the child protests softly, Dovekit broke the rules all the time- they could be in danger!

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── THE HASSLE, THE FIGHTING ⋅ ࿏ ⋅ THEY ALL WANT A BITE OF ME ──┐‎

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  LITTLEKIT ✩ she/her, kit of thunderclan, 2 moons.
  ⭃ Amber-eyed, dense-furred chocolate smoked she-kit with black ribboning stretching across her face, foreleg, and tail.
  ⭃ daughter of Roeflame && Burnstorm ࿏ sister to Beetlekit && Dovekit
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by Noor ↛ @toyangel on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[TORNADOPAW!]

"WOW! You’ve eaten a lot of kits!" the loud squeaky voice of Tornadokit blurts in as he comes over to sit in front of Flamewhisker and the entourage of kits on her platter. He doubts the truth of her words, the queens always liked to mess around they liked their tall tales and well while he was scared of them when he was little(r) he finds them funny now! He finds Flamewhisker funny! Which added to a list of traits he admired about her like how she was strong and the deputy, and how he wanted to be just like her one day. Well with the exception of fat, she had a reason to be fat but still! He doesn’t wanna be that!

Meadowkit and Littlekit are easily convinced he figures, "I’ve seen her do it! It’s really scary!" he lies with a huge grin on his face, teasing the younger kits was always fun!

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  Tornadokit ✩ He/Him, Thunderclan Kit, 4 moons
  ⭃ Brown and white masked tom with blue eyes
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by Kedamono ↛ @legmeatt on discord, feel free to dm for plots. ​

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