private when the world don't orbit around you } Buzzardkit & Puddlekit

[Wormwatcher]

A while ago Wormwatcher had been inside of the Carrionplace for the very first time since his kithood, traveling behind the strange barrier and searching for treasures with Thrasherthroat. Since then, Wormwatcher's returned alone searching for gifts which his friends may enjoy. On one trip the chimera had ripped open one of those black mounds and found a chicken bone; an unremarkable object to many others but the sight of the 'v' shaped bone sent a shocking wave of nostalgia wash through his body. He remembered vividly: a same shaped bone cracked in one smooth motion by both his parents and despite the shock he couldn't help being pleased by this treasure.

⋆⁺₊⋆ "Buzzardkit," Wormwatcher calls, beckoning the sickly kit over with his spindly tail. He's not seen it for quite some time, choosing to drown himself in his duties rather than socialize much at all. The only one he does speak to is likely only Maggotfur. The blue tom shifts his paw over slightly to reveal the wishbone, a quick smile flitting over his angular features. "Do you know what a chicken is? It's a strange bird... anyways, this is a wishbone." He crouches down to be closer to Buzzardkit's level as he pushes the bone over. "Just for you!"

He is about to tell Buzzardkit what to do with the blanched bone when he notices a blur behind it's shoulder. Puddlekit scampers up and with a guilty swallow Wormwatcher straightens, casting his pale downwards upon Buzzardkit's sister. "Hello, Puddlekit," he mews, flicking his bat-like ear offhandedly. The tom directs his attention back towards Buzzardkit, gesturing towards the wishbone with an inky paw. "As I was going to say... you snap the bone with a friend... or sister, and whoever gets the longer side makes a wish." These two can break it together... to make it fair, or... "But you don't have to if you don't want to, Buzzardkit. It's very pretty as it is, and I won't tell Starclan if you make a wish with it anyways." With a soft smile he nudges the wishbone still close to Buzzardkit, away from its sister. He hums, "What do you think... hm? I could always find you another bone, Puddlekit. Buzzardkit can keep this one..."

⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆ shapes and colors are all i see

• ooc– @BUZZARDKIT. , @Puddlekit..
  
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  WORMWATCHER —— black/blue chimera with low white
  —— shadowclan warrior
  —— he/him ⋆ homosexual (closeted)
  —— 30 moons ⋆ ages every 10th

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[BUZZARDKIT.]

I SAW A PHOTO, YOU LOOK JOYOUS​

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buzzardkit was trying to do something. right in the middle of it, in fact, when wormwatcher calls him over. he's going to have to wait. this was way more important. he crouches as he watches a bug scuttle across the ground. his fave seems neutral but his eyes are filled with confusion, awe, and wonder. how curious is this little thing... and how fast it goes. his paw moves to gently touch it, and he is reminded of something. wormwatcher is waiting for him. right. right. he gently nods his head, watching the bug for a few more moments before clumsily stepping to the tom cat.

"...for m...e?"

she loves her sister, but wormwatcher had gotten this for her. she doesn't wanna break it. she picks it up before she tucks it near her paw, squinting before nodding.

"t...ake me to more. i want one for pudding. ple...ase. starclan's fee...lings dont matter. only the stars. they want pudding to have one too."
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[Puddlekit..]

There was no interest in watching the bug scuttle across the ground, Puddlekit sat at a handful of paws lengths away from her sibling. Watching Buzzardkit rather than the bug itself, she had an interest in seeing how she would react to the creature. Curious over his curiosity, there sat a confusing cycle of interest that she had no interest in watching. An ear flicks in mild mannered irritation at the beck and call of Wormwatcher. Oh great another warrior, one that was interested in their littermate and it seemed that they were interested enough to abandon that bug they were looking at to greet him. She’s quick to stop by the bug, pushing the creature so it could be on its back, maybe this would be just as interesting to Buzzardkit when she returns.

She needed to see just exactly what this warrior wanted with Buzzardkit anyways. She’s quick to stand behind them, moving to his side and glaring up at the tom talking to them. “For them?” The kitten stops her dissection of Wormwatcher to look back at the bone. The bone that he went out of his way to move away from her, did he really think she would just steal from her littermate? “I want one too” She didn’t understand why there would be any kind of sentimentality over some stupid bone, why wouldn’t it be okay to break it?

“Don’t you have other cats to talk to anyways?” She didn’t understand why he would go out of his way to go find another cat a gift, someone who’s not a sibling anyways. It was fine that Buzzardkit had found her a gift, they were littermates and that’s what littermates did but this was just some weird guy. A black splashed head looks up in awe, eyes gleaming in approval at them for their suggestion. “I want to be taken to one too! Can we go together?” She doesn’t understand why he would say no, in her mind it was a perfectly reasonable request. “I want to make a wish” she was pretty certain what she would want it to be and if Buzzardkit was going to waste the opportunity for a wish then she wanted the opportunity too.

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• PUDDLEKIT || She/her, kit of ShadowClan, 3 moons
  ♡ A short haired fawn rosette tabby and black rosette tabby chimera with copper eyes. Always seems to be judgmental.
  ♡ Adopted child of Moltface || Littermate to Runningkit, Cloudkit, Buzzardkit, and Nightkit.
  ♡ Penned by Juice || message on discord (Ouijeejuice) for plots!
  ♡ Peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking.

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[Wormwatcher]

Wormwatcher felt only momentarily bad for not bringing a gift for Puddlekit as well and privately chastises himself for not thinking ahead and considering that of course Buzzardkit would want the she-kit to have one too. Buzzardkit is just that good, it was a large oversight on the blue tom's part. He ignores Puddlekit's question about if Wormwatcher has anyone better to speak with. He doesn't, the tom is in the center of an endless cycle of cutting himself off from his friends. Buzzardkit doesn't count though.

"Hmmpth... alright...." Wormwatcher mumbles, looking between the two kits awkwardly. He really does not want to, but the tom thinks he must pick something from his own collection of bones for Puddlekit. "Fine. Follow." The blue tom turns, knowing the kits will follow. He guides them to the warriors' den and to his disheveled nest.

"Be quiet. Don't touch other's nests..." He whispers, a dramatic edge to his voice as he attempts to make the adventure into the den more exciting. With a swish of his tail he gestures for the kits to gather around his nest, which he pushes aside to reveal the earth beneath it, which appears to have been dug away several times before and the dirt moved back into place. He digs at it now, pressing aside the slightly moist dirt carefully. In the shallow hole there are a small smattering of different bones and three bottle caps, all of which he has taken from the Carrionplace. With his hiding place being as small as it is, the bones are all small apart from the 'centerpiece,' a bone which he could not identify that is short but stocky. "Puddlekit, you may have whatever you want... But the strange circular things are sharp..." He murmurs, patting down some of the dirt he dug away. He focuses on Buzzardkit and says, "If you do not want to keep the wishbone, you can exchange it. Now... do you two promise to keep my hiding spot a secret?" Never mind that the other warriors has seen him deposit new findings into his hiding spot more than a dozen times.

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• //feel free to have em choose any kind of bone that can fit in the the hiding place
  
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  WORMWATCHER —— black/blue chimera with low white
  —— shadowclan warrior
  —— he/him ⋆ homosexual (closeted)
  —— 30 moons ⋆ ages every 10th

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