camp Walking with two shadows || o. Intro

[Lakepaw.]

[ ༻ ❊ ༺ ] Silently, so silently did Lakekit crept from the nursery, feeling a cold burst of air nip at his nose while the scent of the moor linger in camp. Both eyes blinking and adjusting to the light that cadcade from above while a frown peer on his lips, squinting slightly as he adjust to his surroundings. The sound of other kits who already were awake made his left ear twitched a bit. The clearing bustling with life as warriors and apprentices alike went about their days and Lakekit wondered for once, what it would be like to explore the outside of camp and feel the moorland breeze beating against his long fur.

He shuffled his paws a bit before tucking them behind his paws, watching closey the nursery, listening to the chatter of his elders and the squeals of joy from his denmates, still blinking away the sleepiness from his good eye. Another yawn slip from his jaw before the thudding sound of pawsteps from his left side startled him and his head was quick to face whoever had dared to approach him. Confusion lit in his bicolor gaze before he hummed a bit "what?" he asked, words soft and almost air like, hardly audible yet it was still there, like a breeze.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── Somewhere beyond the broken lullabies ──┐‎

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  "speak""Thoughts"
  
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  Lakekit ❊ AMAB, He/Him, Kit of Windclan, 3 moons.
  ⭃ LH Rosette Lynx Minx with low white and bi-color eyes
  ⭃ NPC X NPC
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted (ask first) / / underline and tag when attacking
  ↛ see battle info here
  ⭃ penned by Ryn ↛ @/Rynnaro on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[RATTLEHEART]

AS HE RAISED HIS FIST BEFORE HE SPOKE — Every day, it seemed as though they had more and more new faces in the nursery. Of course, not all of the kits that popped up were actually new, but more of them became adventurous and aware of their surroundings by the day - and it probably would've been quite overwhelming if Rattleheart hadn't been a fan of them. Luckily he was, meaning that every tiny form that came bouncing out of the nursery didn't cause his anxiety to skyrocket. Or at least no more than usual, his worries over how vulnerable they all were an ever-present annoyance. Logically the lead warrior knew they were all the safest they could be inside Windclan's camp, but that didn't make it any easier to wipe the vision of their last huge battle - right in the middle of said camp - from his mind.

He'd been cleaning up bits of dried up moss from his and Venomstrike's shared nest when he noticed Lakekit nearby, the young tom causing an idea to spring into his mind. His paws made quick work of the dried up bits of moss - and a small amount of the fresh stuff - and formed it all up into a ball before he approached. Rattleheart hadn't intended on sneaking up on the poor thing, but it seemed as though he was still used to the light stepping of the tunnels. "Hello, Lakekit. I just thought I'd bring over some moss for you, you seemed like you needed something to wake you up. Unless you're getting too old for mossball these days...?" There were bits of humor dripping from his words, placing the mossball down near Lakekit's paws as he stretched, banishing stiffness from his body. Early mornings always had the uncanny ability to make him feel old.

THE RIGHTEOUS HAND OF GOD 𓆩♡𓆪 THE DEVIL THAT YOU FORGOT

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  ❥ longhaired black and white tom with pale green eyes
  ❥ 48 moons old; ages the 1st every month
  ❥ afab; uses he/she/they pronouns
  ❥ homosexual homoromantic; mated to venomstrike
  ❥ sibling to scorchstreak, lizardbounce, and rabbitclaw
  ❥ currently mentoring downypaw
  ❥ somewhat difficult to befriend; wary but kind
  ❥ "speech", thoughts, attacking
  ❥ peaceful powerplay allowed
  ❥ all opinions are ic

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[Lakepaw.]

[ ༻ ❊ ༺ ] Once the lead warrior had come to view Lakekit relax slightly before noting the mossball in Rattleheart's jaw which they ever so neatly next to his paws. The kit debated it for a second before aiming to bat the mossball into Rattleheart's direction hoping the other would in return do the same before looking up at him.

"Not too old, yet...mmm the queens say I should stop acting so grown too" he said softly, yet if the queens were busy while the more excitable kits were bouncing around and could not keep an eye on them then, shouldn't he? It was better than one of them getting under their paws and accidentally angering one of them who wouldn't be as kind like Rattleheart would or a few other warriors that he couldn't name on the top of his tiny head. "Is it fun being a warrior... or well, a lead warrior?" he softly asked the other before his gaze turned to the mossball expectingly and waiting for the other to push it back to him.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── Somewhere beyond the broken lullabies ──┐‎

• 
  "speak""Thoughts"
  
• 
  Lakekit ❊ AMAB, He/Him, Kit of Windclan, 3 moons.
  ⭃ LH Rosette Lynx Minx with low white and bi-color eyes, blind in left eye
  ⭃ NPC X NPC
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted (ask first) / / underline and tag when attacking
  ↛ see battle info here
  ⭃ penned by Ryn ↛ @/Rynnaro on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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