- Mar 11, 2024
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š š š The river has become a playground for not only kits, but for twoleg garbage and the big, beastly dogs that they send out to torment RiverClan. Where once it was entirely safe for kits to wade around and play in the shallows, practicing their fishing skills, now they must keep an eye out for danger of all sorts. Still, there is no keeping Crabkit away from the water for long, and so the orange-patched tom quickly finds himself up to the ankles in water, tail held in a wide arc above him as he stalks around in search of minnows to catch. Orā¦ to not catch, if his prior attempts are anything to go by. But today, he has Eveningkit with him, so together theyāll definitely be able to catch something, right?
A flash of scales in the water catches his eye, and the boy calls out to the other kit to capture her attention. "Eveningkit, look! A fish!" He points a paw toward the sight as the silvery side of a fish pops up above the waterās surface. Though he immediately rushes for the prey, Crabkitās enthusiasm fades just as quicklyāthereās something weird-smelling about this. The fish also doesnāt move to swim away from clumsy kit paws, and it only takes one close glance to realize whatās going on. "WHAT!" Itās dead! The fish is dead, and thereās blood coming from it, and suddenly the sky seems much darker than it was before. Is it about to rain? Gray clouds block out the kitās visionāor is it just his eyes?āand he stumbles a step backward. The shallow water ripples out around him in tiny waves, casting glittering reflections of sunlight across his surroundings. It should be mesmerizing, but instead all he can think about isā¦ Pinekit. The injured bird. His failure to catch a single minnow. The sharp scent of blood in the air, seeping into his lungs and choking him-
The kit gasps, sucking in a series of ragged breathsāquick and stuttering, he tries to catch his breath while also trying to keep scrambling backward. The rippling water wets his ankles and shocks him back into awareness, and he blinks harshly a few times to make the clouds go away. The gray finally recedes from his vision, and he looks over at Eveningkit when he finally falls back onto his haunches in the shallows. "Itāsā¦ itās deadā¦" he says at last, in a tone so soft he isnāt sure whether the other kit will even hear him.
A flash of scales in the water catches his eye, and the boy calls out to the other kit to capture her attention. "Eveningkit, look! A fish!" He points a paw toward the sight as the silvery side of a fish pops up above the waterās surface. Though he immediately rushes for the prey, Crabkitās enthusiasm fades just as quicklyāthereās something weird-smelling about this. The fish also doesnāt move to swim away from clumsy kit paws, and it only takes one close glance to realize whatās going on. "WHAT!" Itās dead! The fish is dead, and thereās blood coming from it, and suddenly the sky seems much darker than it was before. Is it about to rain? Gray clouds block out the kitās visionāor is it just his eyes?āand he stumbles a step backward. The shallow water ripples out around him in tiny waves, casting glittering reflections of sunlight across his surroundings. It should be mesmerizing, but instead all he can think about isā¦ Pinekit. The injured bird. His failure to catch a single minnow. The sharp scent of blood in the air, seeping into his lungs and choking him-
The kit gasps, sucking in a series of ragged breathsāquick and stuttering, he tries to catch his breath while also trying to keep scrambling backward. The rippling water wets his ankles and shocks him back into awareness, and he blinks harshly a few times to make the clouds go away. The gray finally recedes from his vision, and he looks over at Eveningkit when he finally falls back onto his haunches in the shallows. "Itāsā¦ itās deadā¦" he says at last, in a tone so soft he isnāt sure whether the other kit will even hear him.
- ooc: @EVENINGKIT for cod!! retro to eveningās disappearance ofc
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š ginger and cream tabby with rippling white spotting and mossy green eyes. highly emotional and difficult to keep focused on one subject.
š son of iciclefang ; brother to cragkit & pinekit
š peaceful and healing powerplay permitted
š penned by foxlore