we didn't start the fire - kit war

[Shimmerkit.]

RiverClan's nursery had been turned into a small battlefield that morning. No longer was it the home of RiverClan's kits and queens but rather the scene of a bloody conflict between the noble LionClan and the powerful TigerClan.

To any outsiders watching on, it probably looked quite funny seeing all these kits going back and forth, yowling and pawing at each other as though they were fighting a real battle. Truth be told, in Shimmerkit's mind she really did feel like a warrior of TigerClan, fiercely trying to claim back territory from the pompous LionClan warriors. They would not have this land! Shimmerkit would rather die than let them have it. Or, well, pretend to die rather than let them have it.

"Don't worry Crabstar, we will get rid of these mangy LionClan warriors!" Shimmerkit called out, looking at Crabkit as she spoke. She did her best to sound as grown-up as she possibly could, though her high pitched betrayed how serious she was trying to act. As she had promised her leader, Shimmerkit was determined to get rid of the LionClan warriors, and charged headfirst at the other side of kits, swinging a sheather paw at the head of the nearest 'warrior' to her. "Get off our territory!"

/ ooc notes
if you're not tagged, you're welcome to watch or supervise from the sidelines! all the cats were randomised into their clans as well as who will be our leaders! ;)

lionclan:
- leader @TWINKLEKIT
- deputy @Foxkit
- warriors @Dawnkit @Roekit @Pinekit ⭒ @Dreamkit

tigerclan
- leader @CRABKIT
- deputy @Graykit
- warriors @EVENINGKIT @CRAGKIT @Shimmerkit. @ALGAEKIT ​

 

[CRABPAW]

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 Somehow, Crabstar has been thrust into a position of leadership. All of TigerClan depends on him and his wisdom—and the star that he wears upon his forehead marks him as their leader. Nevermind that the kit is no true leader, and is neither star-blessed nor star-marked. In his mind, Crabkit stands ten times as tall as he does now, and looks down on his enemies with cold, emotionless eyes, just as his mother does. She’s so strong, and a good warrior. Now, he tries to emulate her all that he can, standing stiff-legged and powerful as he faces down the ranks of LionClan. Shimmerkit assures him that they’ll drive out the LionClan warriors, and he nods ferociously. "You won’t have any of our territory!" He shouts, a rallying cry to the kits on his side of the “battle”.

But then, something catches his eye, and he lifts a little orange paw up to his chest. "Pinekit?" He gasps, faux horror crossing his face with all the force of the river’s rushing waters. "You chose LionClan? You bertry—betrayed me!" He takes a deep breath, trying to compose himself once more. Then he ducks his head down, tail whipping back and forth as he leaps at the nearest kit and attempts to bat at them with soft, sheathed claws. "I’m gonna get you!"

˚𓆛˚｡ the river will take me

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  CRABKIT ❯❯ he/him, kit of riverclan
  𓆟 ginger and cream tabby with rippling white spotting and mossy green eyes. highly emotional and difficult to keep focused on one subject.
  𓆟 son of iciclefang ; brother to cragkit & pinekit
  𓆟 peaceful and healing powerplay permitted
  𓆟 penned by foxlore

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[Dawnkit]

⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ Small claws scratched the ground from an equally small kit "Surrender while you still can!" Dawnkit snarled. Perhaps in the moon to come, he'll grow into a fearsome warrior like he pictured in his mind. For now, with all his tiny muscles and puffed-up fur, Dawnkit pushed his way around, yowling and hissing away. While he talked a big talk, the lilac kit didn't want to actually rumble or tumble with anyone, so he was mindful to keep the distance between him and the warriors of Tigerclan.

Had this not been a fun game, it would have broken Dawnkit's heart to see two friends on opposite sides of the battlefield. But right now, he was a ferocious warrior of the proud Lionclan."Pinekit was right to join us; the rest of you should have Lionclan while you had the chance," he boasted loudly before breaking out classic villain laughter.

ooc Information

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  Dawnkit — he/him ･ Riverclan kit ･ PENNED BY @Ghostunes!

  lilac ticked tabby with white across his face and chest and has leaf green eyesTags ​

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[Roepaw]

Roekit wasn't sure how he had been roped into this game, one second he'd been napping, curled closely by Dreamkit's side before they'd both been pushed and shoved together to be near some of the other kits. You two will be warriors of LionClan The words had almost brought tears to Roekit's eyes as they widened before looking over to the other kits that were now part of this new "LionClan". It was at least some of the kits that the young tabby could tolerate, that he knew wouldn't push him too far, and so - although hesitant - he agreed to participate in the game, even if it meant he had to pretend fight with the others.

"Y-you'll uh... never have the t-territory back!" He'd muster out, glancing towards Dawnkit to make sure he was playing right before looking back to the others.

THE WORLDS SMALLEST VIOLIN 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 REALLY NEEDS AN AUDIENCE

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• 𓆟 LH red tabby w/low white & blue eyes
  𓆟 Swiftfire x Hush
  𓆟 Brother to Amberkit and Dreamkit
  𓆟 easy to befriend/interact with
  𓆟 "speech", thoughts, attacking
  𓆟 easy in combat
  𓆟 peaceful powerplay allowed

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[ALGAEPAW]

Following dutifully after her great leader Crabstar, the brave Tigerclan warrior Algaekit waddled to face the grand war before him, as though the dilute calico had been embattled from the very start. Bluish eyes, primed from birth and not yet metamorphosed into a final brilliance, blinked at her denmates that stood in front of them. They were fighting? But they were cats she had played with just days before! Stiff tail pointed upright as she stopped right behind the other warriors, attempting to emulate how proudly little limbs stood in place. Despite her best efforts, he fell onto his face, like a fallen warrior vanquished by the throes of conquest - or, rather, defeated just by her own wobbling paws. A loud 'eep' escaped a velvet muzzle, though muffled by the ground that cushioned her. "Fight! Ter... Terr-tory." Algaekit mimicked the kittens around him, with a lilting voice still clashing with murmurs and whimpers, young and proud in its naivete. She stood up again, shaking away the dirt (though failing to get most of the brown off of ivory whites) with a rustle of her bobbling head.​

 

[rivuletpaw]

Rivuletkit did not join in the festivities - as kits joined in the huddle and suddenly separated, each into Clans that were discernably not RiverClan. It was much too confusing to the predominantly white she-kit, and though most of her wanted to toddle out onto the battle field with her brother, too much of her decided that sitting back and watching, at first, was more... reasonable. That did not halt the eldest from shouting along, however, cheering her sister's name.

"Go Alg-kit, go!!" She squeals, likely leaning against @willowroot as the she-cat supervises the game.​