- Jul 20, 2024
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Oleander has only been here a day, but already she is tired of her small quarters. After being shepherded away from her old colony, she'd learned so much about the world. Namely, the fact that it was fucking huge. There was so much to see, so much she had seen, and walked through, and leapt over and ducked under; SkyClan's camp is new and interesting, but it only expands so far.
So, she nudges Mercury (Mercurykit now, but she forgets the new moniker) awake, seafoam eyes crusted with yellow rime but alight with curiosity all the same. Dawn has just broken. It is far too early for little kittens to be stirring, but Oleander hasn't been sleeping well. She coughs, tucking her muzzle into her curlicue chest fur, before returning her attention to her brother. "Mercuryyy," she addresses it, a stringy sound, come on an avenchur with me. Adventure." She corrects her mispronunciation swiftly. Just as swiftly, she hauls herself out of the nursery and away from the comfort of her mother's nest. Some cats might think it strange that she was so comfortable as to explore so soon, but Oleander is nothing if not insatiable in her curiosity. She turns, briefly, only to make sure that Mercurykit is following her — and then she plods away.
She gets all the way to the mouth of camp, daylight-blues shining, and even steps a paw beyond it — only to be scolded. Someone calls out for her and Oleanderkit's ears flatten to her skull. Is she in trouble? Had she hurt someone, stepping outside the boundary? Was Mercurykit okay? Warriors did it all the time, why couldn't she? Fearfully, the young kit turns to fix whoever had spoken to her in her gaze, only to find a beautiful black and fire-marbled she-cat before her. "What!" she yips, a large sniffle to follow.
So, she nudges Mercury (Mercurykit now, but she forgets the new moniker) awake, seafoam eyes crusted with yellow rime but alight with curiosity all the same. Dawn has just broken. It is far too early for little kittens to be stirring, but Oleander hasn't been sleeping well. She coughs, tucking her muzzle into her curlicue chest fur, before returning her attention to her brother. "Mercuryyy," she addresses it, a stringy sound, come on an avenchur with me. Adventure." She corrects her mispronunciation swiftly. Just as swiftly, she hauls herself out of the nursery and away from the comfort of her mother's nest. Some cats might think it strange that she was so comfortable as to explore so soon, but Oleander is nothing if not insatiable in her curiosity. She turns, briefly, only to make sure that Mercurykit is following her — and then she plods away.
She gets all the way to the mouth of camp, daylight-blues shining, and even steps a paw beyond it — only to be scolded. Someone calls out for her and Oleanderkit's ears flatten to her skull. Is she in trouble? Had she hurt someone, stepping outside the boundary? Was Mercurykit okay? Warriors did it all the time, why couldn't she? Fearfully, the young kit turns to fix whoever had spoken to her in her gaze, only to find a beautiful black and fire-marbled she-cat before her. "What!" she yips, a large sniffle to follow.
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ooc. please wait for @mercurykit and @butterflytuft !
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OLEANDERKIT —— kit of skyclan . lovage x
laurel. littermate to birchkit and mercurykit ✦ penned by meghan
✦ a willowy silver blue ticked torbie with low white and seafoam eyes. lonerborn, oleander struggles to learn the ropes of clan life while coping with anxiety and past trauma. may seem strange, and has unconventional hobbies.
✦ girl / she her pronouns / undiscovered sexuality / 02 moons & ages every 20th
✦ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / underline & tag account when attacking
—— will not start fights / will flee / will show mercy. a mere kitten, she cannot defend herself in battle.
✦ "speech", thoughts, all opinions are in character
✦ full biography — msg on discord for plots — toyhouse