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[Uranuskit]

Momma, if - if I am what i eat, if I eat a bug, will I grow six legs?
Or like, why aren't I a brown blob? I'm still wet I think. OW .... yeah still wet. Maybe too wet. Unrelated - why am I leaking red? Why not brown if that's what I eat?" So consent it almost blended into the background, the voice bounces out the door, through the alleys, past some dogs (Hi dogs!) and twolegs (They had food Momma, did'ja see?) into the forest. It rustles the tall grass, scaring the birds and mice and other prey things.
A steady rythem of paw-fall announced her arrival to this new world if her chattering hadn't already. Bump, bump, bump. Paws kept loose, legs straight, chest puffed, head held high, eyes half closed but still looking straight. She looked mighty. At least, according to her Momma. And Momma was never wrong so she must fit right in with the other cats they were to see! How will they tell me apart? Certainly not by diction! She knew all of the clan-cat words! Like, uh, like Fox Poop! Or Rat Brain! Yeah, she'd fit right in! But would her siblings? Some of them were....silly is the word she lands on. Momma said the best cats are polite. And I'm a good cat.
Following in her paw steps was a train of other siblings - seven in fact! It should've been eight but Neptune was lazy or scared or whatever other excuse they wanted to use. Stupid is what Uranus woulda called them. The world was so big! So what if the sky leaks sometimes! Momma is big enough to hide under all the time!
Momma, I'm gonna make you so proud! I know all the words - even the bad ones you told them not to tell me! I know - What Pluto No, no I didn't - what? what? What no she won't get mad at you! NO STOP- FINE MOMMA I must inform you that Pluto did not in fact tell me the bad words you told them not to... "
They crest some more green stuff, go past this brown thing and by the time the air starts to smell funny( kinda like the poop box funny ) Momma stopped pausing to adjust the horde's behavior. That's good too, because Uranus was tired of rolling her eyes and being smug. She was the perfectest little guy after all - their house folk even told her that all the time!
They arrive at a place. It's certainly.... big. With cats. The place looked fine, I like the green. but the main concern was the junk in the middle of the clearing. It smelled RIPE and BAD. She couldn't help but make a face. EW. Thank goodness they weren't allowed any of that. Right? Oh no! Did she have to eat it if she was gonna be a clan cat? She should ask.
Before she can, a new shadow looms over her. She steps out of it's shade raising an eyebrow in annoyance. That someone calls Momma by a weird name. It's not the weird one their house folk calls her, but a new one. Something something Sunnyclaw something something kits.... blah blah blah. Not important stuff.
Hi, uh, if I am what i eat, if I eat a bug, will I grow six legs?

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[VENUSKIT]

Venuskit wouldn't be far behind, trailing after her older siblings and littermates as they began the long journey to Skyclan's camp. Still far too young to understand the process of traveling back and forth every day, she listened as Uranuskit yapped on and on. It isn't long before she just can't stand it anymore, and opens her small jaws to speak over her sister's ramblings. "Are we there yet?!" Chirping in a long, childish whine, the girl looks behind her at their twoleg den growing smaller and smaller with each tiny footstep they make. "I'm tired of walking! How much further do we have to walk anyways?" After what feels like an eternity to a tiny kitten, the girl is met with the sights and sounds of Skyclan's camp, her jaws dropping in awe yet again at the sight.

Oblivious to the cat conversing with her mother, she looks around, trying to catch sight of any familiar faces or scents within the camp. There was so many cats here it would be impossible to remember them all! Did they remember her? Did they even like her? What wasn't to like about her? She knew all the things (or so she thought) about Skyclan. Maybe if she was lucky one of the apprentices would be able to teach her something new! Noticing Uranuskit's gaze at what she thought was the freshkill pile (was she right?) she gigged as she watched her sister's nose wrinkle in disgust. "I bet you're gonna have to eat something out of there!" Bumping teasingly against her side, Venuskit giggles as she leans against Uranuskit with a playful expression.

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NEVER WAS THERE EVER A GIRL SO PRETTY 𖤓 SAY ITS GONNA BE ALRIGHT

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  ↪ 02 moons / ages one month on the ninth
  ↪ kit of skyclan
  ↪ lh black tortoiseshell smoke
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[Jupiterpaw.]

THE SUN HAD DRAWN NEAR
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Jupiterpaw ♃ 10 moons ♃ demi-girl ♃ she/they ♃ skyclan apprentice

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With the chatter of her siblings echoing in her ears, paws carry Jupiterpaw dutifully forwards - the guiding touch of a tail against her shoulder grounding as they navigate twolegplace streets. Truthfully, were she not so loathe to be away from her family, she might never return there - the roar of monsters and barking of dogs as unnerving as ever.

Its only once the familiar scent of the forest washes over her that she relaxes, letting out a breath she hadnt known she'd been holding. " Almost, " comes queit voice when she hears Venuskit, smile twitching on her lips. Paws tread carefully against fallen leaves, crunching loudly underpaw as she walks.

Its not much farther until they're at camp - and she grins widely at her youngest siblings surprise. " Cool, right?"

— were so sweet and so clear

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[Florabreeze]

It's surprising to see such a large group walking around camp, even if she knows the kits mother well. It's a common occurance for Florabreeze to be asking questions about her rather large family when the daylight warriors would travel to and from camp to Twolegplace. She finds the family endearing, there's something wonderful knowing just how many cats wait for their family at the end of the day. It's even more exciting to see them here now! Of course, Jupiterpaw is a familiar face as well. While in comparison Uranuskit and Venuskit are new, a glimpse of that large family she supposes. Florabreeze practically trills as she happily chats with their mother to catch her up on what has happened at camp so far this morning. Sparing a point in the discussion to be about the kits gathered, just to make sure she actually intended for them to follow her rather than them somehow sneaking in.

Uranuskit speaks first, directly to her anyways. Asking about becoming a big, if you are what you eat.. hm must be a riddle! She's admittedly not very good at those. She had to look cool to these new kits, it's important to her! So she will try to act like she understands the question given. "Hm.. Well I've eaten a bug before and I don't think I have six legs?" There's a dramatic pause before she gasps "could you check for me?"

There is a moment before she does a twirl, very clearly there isn't any new legs other than the four she normally possesses. "Hi by the way! I'm Florabreeze. What're your names?" She wasn't sure how shy everyone is, there's an assumption that for the majority this is their first time entering camp. She herself remembers how overwhelming it was for her when she first joined, though she reveled in the attention.

"You don't have to eat anything from the fresh kill pile, it's intended for the full time warriors since we have food at home. This is what they eat instead of the food that twolegs give us" She assumes that Venuskit is only teasing but she thought it may be good to try and educate them on clan culture before they accidentally upset a particularly cranky warrior. Surely their mother or Jupiterpaw had mentioned something about the rules for daylighters, though she isn't sure how murky that line set for them could be when the daylighters in question are kits.

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  ❥ A large black tabby maine coon with low white and bright green eyes, always wearing her mushroom print collar if she can.
  ❥ Mentored by Sorrelsong ／Mentoring Jellypaw & Sfogliatella
  ❥ “Speech”, thoughts, attacking
  ❥ Penned by Juice ⏐ouijeejuice on discord {open to being dmed for plots}
  

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[marspaw]

"Seriously, Jupiterpaw, how do you put up with all this?" Marspaw mutters under his breath as he walks alongside his sibling, trying to keep his temper in check. He's content to be guiding Jupiterpaw, but all the constant chattering from their younger siblings is really starting to get on his nerves. He's a friendly enough guy most of the time, but he has no patience for mindless rambling—especially when they're asking ridiculous questions like if eating bugs will turn you into a weird creature with six legs. He clenches his jaw for a moment, feeling the irritation rising. As they continue walking, Marspaw casts a glance over at Jupiterpaw, careful to make sure his tail stays on her shoulder. "I don't know how you deal with them all the time, but I guess you're used to it, huh?" he says, shaking his head in disbelief. He spends quite a bit of time on his own, preferring to explore the world when he gets the chance rather than stay at home with his siblings. Still, despite his exasperation, there's a certain pride in his voice. His siblings are a rowdy bunch, but they're his family, and no matter how annoying they get, he still cares about them.

When they finally reach SkyClan's camp, he feels a burst of energy at the sight of the familiar clearing. It's nice to be back here, surrounded by cats he knows and respects. But then Uranuskit wrinkles her nose at the fresh-kill pile, and Venuskit teases her about having to eat from it. Marspaw rolls his eyes but can't help chuckling at their antics. The conversation continues as Florabreeze introduces herself, spinning around to show off that she doesn't have six legs after eating bugs. Marspaw snorts, trying to hide his amusement, but it's clear he's entertained. "See? You won't go growing new legs if you eat a bug. Just don't go around eating anything weird without asking, even if it won't turn you into a bug," he says, shooting a pointed look at Uranuskit and Venuskit. He steps forward to introduce his siblings. "These little troublemakers are my siblings. The two chatty ones are Uranuskit and Venuskit. Don't mind them too much—they're just excited to be here." He smiles warmly, his earlier frustration forgotten now that they've arrived safely at camp.​

 

[Ursabounce]

"Stay close, do not wander," the mother says sternly, meaning business and casting a look that echoed the seriousness in her honey dripped voice.

The walk took even longer now that she took on adding her youngest this time around. Her thin form pressed against Juniperpaws side, ears turning to try to keep an eye on their surroundings. "Keep your scents wary..." She murmurs gently to her daughter, worry over her unseeing daughter always high. She was sure Juniperpaw knew, but it was just to ease worry. One day, Juniperpaw may venture on her own, she knew. And she could only hope she would rely on her nose to lead her.

Ursabounce purred as Uranuskit rambled on. "Dear, I assure you, you won't turn into a bug if you ate one. But they don't taste the best," she responded the best she could, green eyes flickering over her other daughter, gently pressing her head to the smallers shoulder, and licking down a rising piece of fur. The cream had did her best to groom them so that the youngest look their best for their first time to camp. There were so many paws, but they would make amazing daylight warriors. Or just warriors- the buzz of their father echoing in the back of her mind. He didn't want them to keep coming out to twoleg place, but that wasn't his nor her decision. They chose what they did, and no one could control them. Her gaze narrowed towards plutopaw, him ducking his head before turning his gaze to act innocent. She could only hope her sternness now told him of the talk they would require later.

"Just a little further," ursabounce answered Venuskit. A smile etched into her face, unwavering. She was excited as they were, but the scents of the forest grew stronger to the camp. "Do you guys smell that? That's Skyclan. you're home!" She says, her cream head rising high in glee.

"Good morning!" She echoed a greeting as they pressed into camp, letting the youngest file forward before she followed with Juniperpaw, and Marspaw on the other side. She had found Marspaw to be helpful, especially when she would have to move away to nudge one of the youngest closer to her flock.

"You can possibly try a bite- it's much better than the dry kibble our twolegs give us. Say Hello to Flora breeze," she murmurs, though anxiety crackled and hoped they did recall the rules set forth. Though excited bundles didn't always remember everything, and that was okay. On top of maintaining their manners, it was a lot for the little one.

//Ninjad by Marspaw <3 nw tho!!!
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[Plutopaw]

Plutopaw followed at the end, his white and fawn fur laying flat across his pelt, carefully picked and prodded at by his mother. It was a lot, he knew, and he often tried to help, but sometimes, it was a lot for him. He couldn't imagine how much it was for her, constantly having to keep her gaze over all of them, while he left to train during the day.

Suddenly he felt his blood run cold during Uranuskits ramble, nudging close into him to mutter, only for their mother's eyes to sternly fall upon him. He'd look away with a look of shame and innocence- but leave it to a child to snitch! He just wanted to teach them everything he could! The tortie felt heat rise to his ear tips in embarrassment, pressing himself again to the back of the group, nudging along those that may have gotten distracted.

It was a large group, but once they filed into camp, he felt more at home then the twolegplace, his head held high as golden eyes cast along the camp. "Hello Florabreeze!" He greeted the familiar warrior, before ducking his head. He was smaller than the other apprentices of mother's flock, but it didn't mean he carried any less knowledge. He was almost a warrior- and mother said when he was a warrior, he could make the decision to be a daylighter, or stay a warrior. And he knew in his heart, he wanted to stay here.

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[MERCURYKIT✧]

Trailing behind some few paces, Mercurykit, despite her normal energy, yawns with exhaustion. This walk will never get any better no matter how often she's made it with her family. Uranuskit is loud, as always, and Mercurykit cannot wait until they can get in the nursery and shut her up with a nap. Mmm sleepy...

Oh! They're here! Already! Nice! Droopy, mismatched eyes glancing up to meet Florabreeze's gaze, which the kit returns with a wide yawn. Mama mentions something about the gross kibble their twolegs feed them, and Mercurykit pulls a face, sticking her tongue out at whoever she ended up next to to convey just how yucky she thought it was.

"Ma, I'm sleepy... my feet hurt... why d'we gotta walk back and forth every day?" There's a whine in her tone, an air of complaining for the sake of complaining.

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  lh blue smoke/cinnamon tabby chimera
  Peaceful & healing powerplay allowed || underline for attack
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[Uranuskit]

"EW don't say stuff like that, Veve!" Frowning slightly, the molly moves to bump Venuskit back, a little bit rougher, as was custom between teasing sibling interactions.
When a cat addresses her, she can't help but stare up with large, unblinking eyes. Their pelt is a new color she hadn't seen before on a cat. Brown, kinda like leafs or dirt. Did she maybe roll around in the dirt to get that color? It was pretty! But she also had white on her. Odd.... maybe not then?
She studies the molly's body as she twirls, nodding thoughtfully.
"Hmmm, you got lucky." She diagnoses, her voice grave. "But don't make a habit of it! Your face could blow u-"
"See? You won't go growing new legs if you eat a bug. Just don't go around eating anything weird without asking, even if it won't turn you into a bug," Rolling her eyes, the little molly does her best not to stare at Marspaw. Know it all! I was only once! And I promised not to eat anything yellow or loud again! She sticks her tongue out at him, making a small 'bleh!' sound as she does, just to make sure he sees her reaction. He was always so, so, annoying! And acting like he was better then her and Venuskit! She licks the spot on her shoulder that her mother had smoothed down earlier. She had promised her mother she'd behave. Fine, I'll be calm. So calm. Look how calm I can be.
"Hi by the way! I'm Florabreeze. What're your names?"
"I'm not by the way!" She sighs, correcting the molly, pouting a little. "I'm Uranus! I'm gonna be like you one day!" She doesn't know if she means that though - would she have to eat from the stinky pile? She hopes not.
"Oh, good." She smiles at Florabreeze's explanation. "Good, cos it kinda stinks. I don't ever wanna eat from there." She declares, her nose wrinkling at the thought. She nods approvingly at Mercurykit's reaction to seeing the pile, but rolls her eyes as the other kit opens their mouth.
"BOOOO! This is Sky Clan! Just ask to get carried you complainer," She then leans over to Venuskit and whispers.
"You're brave right? I double dog dare you to eat from it,"

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[SATURNKIT]

Saturn has never walked this far in his life. White-toed paws ache more with each step, his carefully smoothed down coat tousled and fluffed up the further from home they get.

He thinks to complain to his mother, to cut into Uranus’ incessant questions and ask if they can go home yet — but today is a big day for him, for his littermates too! For today, today they get to go to SkyClan, just like Momma and Papa, and Pluto and Jupiter and —

“ Well… Maybe you could try and find out, Uri, “ Saturn quips, for he doesn’t hold the answer she searches for. Would she grow that many legs, if she ate a bug? Would she become a bug? Worry sets in — his littermate? A bug? “ Or… Maybe you shouldn’t… actually. “ What if he accidentally stepped on her? Golden eyes narrow in thought, only to dart towards his mother’s face.

“ Are we…? “ he echoes Venus’ question this time, a chance to whine only made in echo of his siblings’ own. And then concern once more, his gaze darting to another sibling’s complaint. Sleepy — her feet hurt too — Mercury whines, and suddenly Saturn’s own aching toes no longer matter.

He looks to his littermate with concern, only for paws to finally still, for a new world to be found before his eyes. Green and green and green. Saturn is awestruck, golden eyes unsure what to settle on first, and before he can decide, a new face greets them. A shadow looms over him in the form of Florabreeze, far larger than the quick-growing kit himself. Rounded eyes look up to her, white plumes seeking to wrap around the kit in search of comfort as nerves arise.

“ … ‘M Saturn, “ he cautiously introduces himself to the SkyClanner, though wariness wanes as his older siblings greet her too. Someone they know, someone Momma encourages them to greet too. Florabreeze must be okay, right? Still, the kit strays to his mother’s side, seeks her out within the gaggle of his siblings. “ Are we… Are we really going to be here? Everyday? “ Just like everyone else?
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[Ursabounce]

A gentle look passes from green eyes as the cream coated mother looked as exhausted as she felt. But a smile covers her features as Saturnkit nears her side, and even as Mercurykit complains of her feet hurting. she gently laps a tongue over her daughters head, hoping to calm her child down. "Not every day in the coming moons, I fear. On the coldest days, or when it snows- I wouldn't want you lot getting sick," she purrs. Ursabounce feared the simple things, and once one got sick, they could all get sick, and that would only be either too much on her clan, or for their twoleg. They couldn't risk getting sick. "But I make this trip every day for Skyclan." She holds her head high proudly, a purr coming deep from her chest. "I figured you guys wanted to see who I come out here for every day. Plus youre father's here... Somewhere. You guys haven't even met him yet!" She revealed, shaking her head.

"They're good cats, and basically we can think of them like- extended family!" She adds, the cream molly casting bright gaze over her lot. It was going to take time to adjust, she knew, especially with the distance they had to travel.

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[GOLDENGLOW]

By now, Goldenglow has grown accustomed to the routine he and his family have. The only full-time warrior out of the lot of them — a change fairly recent still, made in the early days of his eldest children's apprenticeship — it isn't until after his morning duties that he sees his mate, his kits. The tom is usually saying his farewells to them by the time his night duties come around, left to his own devices for the rest of the night while they set off for the twolegplace: for the warmth of a nest once his.

He misses them, when the moon rises high. He really does. But Goldenglow knows he belongs in the pine forest, knows he must stay devoted to the clan that so graciously took him in. It is an honor to be a full-time warrior: one that he can only hope his children decide to take on when the time comes. Besides, it would be nice to see them more often. It would be nice to see his mate more often too, but Ursabounce seems set on returning to Goldenglow's old stomping grounds each night. Unfortunately.

From his place of brief rest, it's Jupiterpaw and Marspaw he catches sight of first, dappled forms entering camp alongside one another. The cinnamon smoke pads forward to greet his children, a warm smile on his face. " Good morning, you two, " he meows, a dip of his head in greeting to them, " How was the walk? "

Plutopaw is next; Goldenglow hears his son greet Florabreeze before he can spot the small statured tom. " My boy, how are you today? Ready for training? " He'll be a strong warrior in due time. They all will. The tom blinks at his eldest children, realizing he's yet to see his mate. " Where is your mother? Did she stay at — "

Beautiful as ever, cream tabby fur comes into view. Ursabounce, his love. With a grin, his attention turns to her, only for his smile to falter as he takes in the scene.

" Oh. " Tiny tufts of fur roam around her, mewling over the new space they find themselves in. Has it... Has it been that long already, since he'd heard word that his youngest children had been born? Were they already big enough to tag along in his family's daily venture to the pine forest? His pelt grows hot, suddenly aware of just how big his family has grown. " You... You brought them all... today... " Was this all of them? Barely aware of his second litter's names, let alone which is which, Goldenglow is honestly not so sure.
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