WHO WILL YOU BE TONIGHT? / private

[RUMBLERAIN]

Rumblerain's lingering exhaustion from the last few sunrises is washed away, replaced by eagerness as they traverse the half-familiar paths towards their usual meeting fence. The day's brightness cloaks them in anonymity this far into the Twolegplace, two scruffy strangers with nowhere to be, two loners on a walk. Three feathers sit at the dark point's tail, blue jay stripes tucked securely into their fur, a lucky snag stolen from otherwise escaped prey. Nerves prickle at the base of their throat.

Two moons, Cottonsprig had told Rumblerain. It had been at least three, hadn't it? So much had happened in that season. A skittish excitement roars through the DuskClanner, out of place and making their paws tremble as they lead their Clanmate to the twoleg mini-territory they'd met a black-and-white cat in so long ago. They gesture for Hollowcreek to wait at its base and then scrabbles up, eyes searching for a familiar shape close by.

"Eden," they call gently, hoping to see those dark ears prick at their call.

ooc ✧ 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘷𝘦

• // @hollowcreek @edenberry ?! @arethusakit @Mizzlekit
  
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  [ art by antiigone ]
• RUMBLERAIN ✧ they/them, leader of duskclan
  
  
  — "a lanky, scruffy seal and white point with blue eyes."
  — single ;
  — speech is in #858AC0
  — tags | penned by mercibun, contact on discord for plots.
  
  
  
  

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[hollowcreek]

( ✧ ) They've caught themselves for recruitment once again under the premise of recruitment. Hollowcreek had been pleasantly surprised with the untapped potential he's dragged in before, Possumscratch being the most prominent.

They approach a twoleg nest that Rumblerain appeared to be more familiar with than Hollowcreek was expecting. The burly tom cast them a squinted stare, curious. "Got a girlfriend?" He teased, but he felt like he might not be too far off the nose. "Just don't get caught." He warned blandly as he followed their instruction, stubbed tail twitching as he paced the fenceline, giving the pointed cat some space.
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( I SEE YOUR COLLARBONE ; AND WANNA LOSE CONTROL )

 

[edenberry ?!]

The tiny pattering of feet on the cool tile floors cannot follow them easily onto the high counter-tops... they are big enough now to not need Edenberry's constant supervision but they pine for it without relent regardless. They peer down at the reaching paws, stick out their tongue playfully and gesture towards a chair leaned nearby that might give them better odds of clambering up. They were SkyClanners.. sorta... they needed to learn to climb. "Come on... you can do it," they meow, turning to glance towards the yard to inspect the weather. If it were nice enough, they might get another chance to exploring... Hopefully they'd do more than just repeat the word 'grass' in broken, unfortunate syllables this time.

The sound of scraping against the fence draws their attention, the blackened fur along their spine standing on end nervously. Had Lupinesong come back again? Or maybe she'd sent Cherryblossom all the way out here to have that nebulous talk she mentioned? They think to disappear from the windowsill before they can be spotted but instead, a nicked ear and its partner peek out and they let out an elated gasp. Their name comes in a soft curl on the breeze and eagerly, they scramble through the open window to poke their head out in greeting. "Raindrop!"

Their forepaws lean against the siding of their home, contemplating jumping down into the garden before pausing, thoughts running a mile a minute in excited uncertainty. "You're back," they say, opting to hop down into the dirt and pad towards their personal border with green eyes cast upward to stare at them. "How are you? You look tired."

A bitter murmur reminds them that they are tired too but the petty argument over whose suffering had been greater is squashed with a flick of their ear. It reminds them they've forgotten something a little important in their haste and the kittypet snaps their attention back towards their nest, hoping to see little mimics staring back.

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𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 〰 i want no more than this

• -- edenberry / skyclan daylight warrior / any pronouns / 16 moons
  -- mostly white with black pinstripe and green eyes / scarred face and back
  -- color #728c69​

 

[Mizzlepaw]

"Wait!" Mizzlekit yelled out to his momma, there would be a concern for the urgency in his tone if his maw hadn't been split into a grin. It took great effort to not slide around the tiles as he followed after Edenberry, making sure to look behind him to see if Arethusakit wasn't far behind. Sometimes he liked to try and slide on the cold tiles, but today was about speed and efficiency.

Peering up at them he laughs and sticks his tongue out back, the playful gesture didn't stop his unceasing reaching for them though. Eyes follow the gesture to the chair, he can't help but glance at his sister, nerves letting slip for a moment before tiny paws press against the surface of the chair. "C'mon" he mumbled with another laugh, since learning to sound out words in the garden Edenberry hadn't known a quiet day after that. Mizzlekit was always babbling away at attempting to sound out words and as he grew it had become his attempts at actually saying them. It took a lot to not fall back into that sing songy cadence of speech that followed sounding out words, more often than not it would slip through.

"C'mon Ari!" he doesn't feel confident enough to fully sound out 'come on' so he felt really smart for being able to mumble that word and have it still sound like something. With a huff he tried to crouch like he had seen his momma do and tries to leap. It's clumsy and his tiny heart sinks for a moment when the thought that he's gonna fall down closes his mind. In the end he's able to scramble up the chair, it takes time and he makes a show of whining but he does it. Chest rising and falling in rapid succession as he watched his littermate, they were doing it! The two of them were going to be better at climbing than Spicepaw one day, maybe even better than Edenberry, he was convinced of it.

Speaking of their momma, he looks around and notices that they're not where he last saw them. Anxiety flourishes and his heartbeat quickens once more, he stamps his paws impatiently as he tries to stay in one place. As soon as Arethusakit is up he erupts in a cheer before trying to bound off to where he last saw his pinstriped parent. They were… talking to someone? Someone other than their sisters? Mizzlekit knew that realistically there had to be more than just five cats in the world but it was still a shock to see that actually be true. "Momma?" he calls out confusedly, staring at the pair curiously as he tried to figure out what this strange cats deal was.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ✦ ‎Call me fighter ☾ Call me lover ✦ ‎

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• MIZZLEKIT ✦ he/him, kit of twolegplace.
  ✧ A small scrap of white and black fur with tireless energy.
  ✧ Son of Edenberry and Rumblerain || Brother to Arethusakit
  ✧ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted || underline and tag when attacking
  ✧ speech is #dbcbed
  ✧ penned by Juice || ouijeejuice on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[berrypaw]

༻✦༺ An indignant voice whines after her parent as they hop easily up to a place that Arethusakit and Mizzlekit cannot reach. Tiny black paws slip as she attempts to scramble across smooth, slippery tiles too quickly, but Arethusakit doesn't slip, by some miracle. She is determined—she will not be denied the attention that she wants. That her mother is running away from her mewls is unacceptable. Edenberry sticks out her tongue, peering down at the two of them, before drawing the kits' attention to the only method that the two can use to climb up onto the countertop alongside them. Come on, you can do it, their mother coaxes them on, but pale kit-blue eyes only gaze skeptically at the path upward. She has never had to climb anything before, though she knows she is capable of it. Under the pressure of capturing her mother's attention, though, a new blossom of determination emerges.

Mizzlekit rushes for the chair, calling for her to C'mon, finally prompting Arethusakit to move. "Wai'up!" Her mouth moves too quickly for her words, tripping over themselves just as her paws stumble across too-smooth tiles. It takes her only a few moments to catch up with her brother, though still she lags behind as he makes his way up the chair ahead of her. Little claws dig into the wood, slipping only slightly as she struggles to find a hold—and then she's up, on a new surface of her home. Once, the countertop was off-limits, impossible to reach, but now it seems so much smaller than she'd imagined. And the outside world… it's right there, out the same window that her black-and-white parent slips through. "Spicepa's home!" She calls excitedly, practically bounding over to look out the window—but what she sees is not her brown-furred aunt with a wide-brimmed hat.

What she sees is a stranger, perched atop the fence and looking down at their mother. Mizzlekit calls out to Edenberry, and the girl shifts to press her shoulder against her brother's. A small, confused frown slips onto her face, until at last Edenberry turns back to peer at them, and Arethusakit's dark tail flickers excitedly. Maybe the stranger on the fence is a new friend, or another auntie. "Who's that?" Her little voice pipes up, just as soft as the grrr-ass below Edenberry's paws. Whether or not her black-striped parent will even hear her is questionable, but still the girl looks on expectantly.

kore kore 𓆩✧𓆪 fauna and flora

• ooc: —
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• ARETHUSAKIT ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ she/her, kit of twolegplace
  ☆ small white kit with a black dorsal stripe and black toes on her hind paws. bright kit-blue eyes haven't faded to their natural color yet, and her forelegs haven't gained their point patterning yet.
  ☆ daughter to edenberry and rumblerain ; sister to mizzlekit
  ☆ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted
  ☆ penned by foxlore

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[RUMBLERAIN]

"Of course I won't." Rumblerain snips back to Hollowcreek, though there's a the edge of an exasperated groan in their meow. In the way an apprentice might face their mentor making a tongue-in-cheek comment about a denmate crush, DuskClan's leader faces their warrior with a crunched muzzle and an eye roll before they alight the fence.

Their call goes answered close to immediately. Rumblerain's expression melts into something milder, happier, at the sight of the pinstriped housecat. Their ears relax, tail curling in a happy greeting at the sight of Edenberry padding across the too-short grass and soil to meet them. Like a dream, Rumblerain watches them pick their way across the grass, not sitting down but peering up at them with greenleaf eyes. You look tired.

"No, no, it's nothing-" They close their eyes for a moment against the concern, the phantom sting of Gravelsnap's claws notching their ear. By the time they open them again, Edenberry's attention is pointed back towards their twoleg den, where two black-and-white muzzles peer over the sill. Rumblerain doesn't waste a heartbeat, dropping down beside Edenberry. Filled with wonder, blue eyes turn back towards them, finally registering that they'd not changed shape much since Rumblerain's departure.

Their meow is hushed as they murmur, "Are these ...?"

ooc ✧ 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘷𝘦

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  [ art by antiigone ]
• RUMBLERAIN ✧ they/them, leader of duskclan
  
  
  — "a lanky, scruffy seal and white point with blue eyes."
  — single ;
  — speech is in #858AC0
  — tags | penned by mercibun, contact on discord for plots.
  
  
  
  

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[edenberry ?!]

They ears sit forward suddenly, listening intently as they make out the little cogs in Mizzlekit's head spinning- somewhere beside them the grass rustles with a newfound weight which ears a twitch of acknowledgement before the small pair of kits pipe up with the inquiries they knew to expect. "It's alright," they trill, eyes squinting in a small smile and gesturing with their nose for the pair to hop down, to come closer. "Do you need help getting down?"

It seemed unlikely... given the cushioned, pillowy foliage below and the practice they'd had with venturing into the yard but, better to ask. Raindrop's voice is hardly more than a whisper at their side as the black-and-white feline turns to grin at them. There is such softness, a round curiosity to those bright blue eyes. Was that just a piece for them..? A tiny fragment of the pointed cat that Edenberry could keep wrapped up close, hidden in the shadows of their heart?

"Pretty cute, huh?" A little self gratifying, given all the ways they took after their parents but a truth they'd clung to in the middle of exhaustion-blind nights. But they're so cute... How could I be mad at them for wanting my time? Their ears falter for a heart-beat, just one... before continuing on to try an offer something near to introduction.

"The little tom," they murmur, scooting closer to brush their shoulder against Raindrop's, "I took the liberty of naming him Mizzle... I hope you don't mind; he looks so much like you, I couldn't help myself." It wasn't something they'd really had the chance to talk about before they'd left... names. It wasn't even something they'd deigned to think about at that point, so wound up in panic and uncertainty. "And the she-kit... She's Arethusa..." They let out a tiny, shaken breath, an uncertainty winding its way up their spine.

They're already so excited to see them.... And they wouldn't have to keep them hidden... The idea gnaws at them, uncomfortable and almost painful the way it prickles at their fur. Spicepaw wouldn't have to worry anymore... They shudder, recoiling away from the reminder of their exhaustion and stubbornly clinging to the moment now. How special this is... how special they are. How much it means.

"This is Raindrop," they call, watching expectantly as the two either choose to hang back skeptically or prance through the grass towards them. They pause, stammering over themself and offering a whale-eyed glance towards their partner- What do I call you? How do I introduce you? "Momma used to spend... a lot of time with Raindrop.... but they don't live here so.... They've come back to visit- to meet you. They're....?" They sit there, awkwardly, brushing the tip of their bobbed-tail against the masked feline in hopes to prod them to fill in the blank. What... do you want to be for them? What even were we- are we?

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𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 〰 i want no more than this

• -- edenberry / skyclan daylight warrior / any pronouns / 16 moons
  -- mostly white with black pinstripe and green eyes / scarred face and back
  -- color #728c69​

 

[RUMBLERAIN]

Rumblerain's tail curls around Edenberry's hindleg at the brush of their shoulders, taking comfort in the contact, and they spare the striped housecat a fond glance that turns to surprise as they reveal the names of the kits. Arethusa, unfamiliar in origin and maybe a kittypet name in nature, doesn't stir anything in their heart; but Mizzle, for them, does. Rumblerain exhales as if they've been hit but Edenberry doesn't react to that, instead calling to the pair of little ones perched safely atop the hole in their den.

They're ... "Your other parent." Rumblerain answers without hesitation, the words falling from their maw as if water slipping off a tilted leaf.

"I have something for you." They call to the tottering pair of toddlers, ears angled forward. Softer, though just as warm, they add to their ... companion? To their friend, at the very least- "For you too, Eden, since there's only two kits."

They turn to retrieve the three jay feathers tucked securely at their tail, grasping the stems carefully so as not to break them. How lucky that there had been less than three kits shared between them. Rumblerain lets the gifts flutter to the ground before them, falling into hopeful silence as they wait for the reactions of this little facsimile of a family they've made for themself.

Rumblerain turns next to Edenberry, maw dry, opening and closing a couple of times while they gather the strength to speak once more. "... I had a question for you, too."

ooc ✧ 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘷𝘦

•  
• 
  
  [ art by antiigone ]
• RUMBLERAIN ✧ they/them, leader of duskclan
  
  
  — "a lanky, scruffy seal and white point with blue eyes."
  — single ;
  — speech is in #858AC0
  — tags | penned by mercibun, contact on discord for plots.
  
  
  
  

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[Mizzlepaw]

Mizzlekit does not understand how to hide his emotions, not at such a young and innocent stage of life. The confusion on his face is genuine, it fluctuates to anxious, nerves setting in as someone who wasn't from his tight knit little family was present in their backyard. Edenberry asks if the pair need help and ever the proud risktaker he puffs out his chest and shakes his head vehemently. "M'OKAY!" He yells, much too loud as always as he looks back to Arethusakit once more in a silent attempt to figure out her own thoughts. Wherever she would go he would go, when she would stop he would try to, so he waited until it looked like she was ready to try to leave their spot by the twolegplace nest. He is lacking the grace that will hopefully one day come naturally but he is efficient as he scales down to the dirt. Batting at the grass with a passion that he had when first introduced to it, this was out of habit now as some form of habitual ritual.

He draws close, still wary of the strange cat's presence. Wanting to curl next to his mother but they're currently brushed up against this stranger. So he stands at attention, tail curled comically to punctuate just how confused he was over this whole situation. When his name is mentioned he once again beams in pride, nodding enthusiastically "hi!" It's good to greet others, not that he's really had to do it much before but he greets Spicepaw when she comes home so this felt right. "Raindrop" he mumbles to himself, making sure he could say their name right, he had been learning how to annunciate better! Though still often fell back on mumbling words together or sounding them out.

The confusion remains at the mention that they're the kits other parent, he didn't know that there could possibly be more than one. Overly friendly to a fault Mizzlekit takes this as an okay sign that this stranger isn't a stranger at all! Momma likes him and being a parent meant that they must already know eachother even if they had only just met! Prancing closer to close the difference he butts his head against Raindrops forepaw in a show of kit affection before backing away slightly. "Where do you live?" He's slow to draw out the where, gazing up at the pair of adults curiously in expectation for an answer.

The wondering about Raindrop's origins are forgotten completely as they reveal the feathers that they carried safely all the way here. Tail lashes in excitement as he gazes upon the gift, stomping on the grass since he couldn't possibly keep still right now. "Whoaaaaa" there's a gasp of awe before bowing his head to pick up the feather that delicately fluttered to the ground, unsure of what to do with it he just sat down with it clasped in his maw, watching his parents talk while occasionally looking to his sister. Wow! Two parents! How cool!

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ✦ ‎Call me fighter ☾ Call me lover ✦ ‎

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• MIZZLEKIT ✦ he/him, kit of twolegplace.
  ✧ A small scrap of white and black fur with tireless energy.
  ✧ Son of Edenberry and Rumblerain || Brother to Arethusakit
  ✧ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted || underline and tag when attacking
  ✧ speech is #dbcbed
  ✧ penned by Juice || ouijeejuice on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[berrypaw]

༻✦༺ The strange cat finally pushes themself from where they perch on the fence, landing carefully within the bounds of what Arethusakit has come to know as home. The first thought that strikes her is how strange it is to have someone other than Spicepaw here, where they have lived for all their lives. Their Momma calls out to them gently, reassurance lighting their tone as they claim that it's alright for Mizzlekit and Arethusakit to join them outdoors. Do they need help getting down, though? "Nuh-uh," she chirps, her head already shaking back and forth. She doesn't need help, she's totally got this. At her side, her brother's voice rises in a boom that rattles her ears. Dark ears swivel back against her head, and she reaches out to take a gentle swipe at his own ears. If successful, she'll direct a frown toward him, but she isn't too upset. She's used to the familiar loudness of Mizzlekit's voice, after all. He hesitates for a moment even as he confirms that he can get own without help, and itt takes her a moment to realize what he's waiting for—her. Of course, her brother won't go greet this new stranger without her at his side. She nods once, pushing aside her hesitation, and moves to follow after him when the tom makes his way down into the yard. The outside world is beautiful, a great escape from the enclosed spaces that she has known up until now.

Her paws meet grass, and Arethusakit giggles. It's soft, just like it was the very first time she ever touched it. Gr-ass, she thinks, contentedly. She pats at it with gentle paws until Edenberry's voice cuts through the quiet and draws her attention again. They introduce the other cat as Raindrop, and say that the pointed feline is their… Raindrop finishes the sentence, declaring themself to be a second parent to Mizzlekit and Arethusakit. "Hi, Raindrop." Her words are hesitant, halting, as confusion crosses her expression. How come Raindrop hasn't been around? Why don't they live here, with Momma and them? Mizzlekit speaks up to ask where the cat lives, but Raindrop is already offering them both a gift. Several feathers, bright and shiny, flutter to the ground, and Mizzlekit is quick to grab one of them. He holds the feather carefully in his mouth, and she sees his eyes flicker to her for a moment in between their darting between the two adults. (The two parents, which Arethusakit didn't know they could have two of.) In a show of bravery, the girl trots forward until she can grab one of the other feathers, holding it gently so she doesn't break the delicate thing. Just as quickly she retreats, shifting in Momma's direction, attempting to tuck her small form against pale legs. Kit-blue eyes remain focused on Raindrop, uncertainty flashing in them.

kore kore 𓆩✧𓆪 fauna and flora

• ooc: —
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• ARETHUSAKIT ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ she/her, kit of twolegplace
  ☆ small white kit with a black dorsal stripe and black toes on her hind paws. bright kit-blue eyes haven't faded to their natural color yet, and her forelegs haven't gained their point patterning yet.
  ☆ daughter to edenberry and rumblerain ; sister to mizzlekit
  ☆ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted
  ☆ penned by foxlore

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[edenberry ?!]

The answer is.... not what they hoped for, they realize with an uncomfortable pang- if it shows, it is only in the subtle flick of one of their ears, fixating round, fern-shade eyes on the duo of kits that toddle closer. They are being very brave about their first 'stranger'.... They hope they've fostered in them the same good will they tried to offer others, that they would embrace what surprises came into their lives with gentleness. Their descent into the garden is more coordinated than they expect as well, still so used to the wobbly paws they'd spent more of their lives on than not, forgetting that they spend their recent days sprinting about the house with reckless abandon. Learning to jump... learning to climb....

They linger like nervous specters in front of them- Edenberry recognizes the uncertainty in their daughter and the wanton disregard for fear their son must have inherited from them as a head smacks against lithe limb. The shadow-spined cat finds themself at a loss for words in the moment, like sifting through a daydream and foggy glass... It isn't until their visitor prompts them that they think to find focus in their body, to reel themself back from whatever wistful thinking threatened to take them. "Hmm?" Raindrop had expected more than two... but not as many as four... it's a funny guess though they suppose they had no real idea either. Was a pair common? Should there have been a quintet to join them (they fear so many eager mouths would've driven them mad)?

Do you have siblings...? They don't bother to ask. Especially not now.

The sheen of twirling blue-black feathers represent a fondly-sought gift. "Oh... they're lovely!" A piece of them to keep. There is a mournful tug somewhere inside and though they can't place where the grief comes from, they don't hesitate to take the last of the tiny treasures and turn to tuck it neatly into the fur near their hip. Its color is not so sharp and icy as the gaze that is affixed to them but it is a reminder. It should stick... they'd seen plenty of their clan-mates adorn themselves in such decoration in a similar way. "I had a question for you, too."

Calm curiosity finds the planes of their face, searching it with a tired hopefulness. Please say you'll help... please say you'll stay... Anything that glimmered with a hope of consistency- "You can ask me anything," they reassure, feeling the press of Arethusakit against their legs like they are a shield from which to eye up Raindrop behind.

⟡₊ ⊹ i ll betray you like a man

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• -- edenberry / skyclan daylight warrior / any pronouns / 17 moons
  -- mostly white with black pinstripe and green eyes / scarred face and back
  -- color #728c69

 

[RUMBLERAIN]

"I live a long way away, on the far side of the forest. Near the mountains." Rumblerain explains to Mizzle gently, relieved when both he and Arethusa snatch a feather each, though something pained flashes in their expression at the sight of the little one tucked securely against Edenberry. Scorchstreak had never proffered her kits such a hiding place, not in the eyes of WindClan with those kits sired by its deputy. The thought of Badgermoon makes their throat squeeze, shoulders tensing, but Edenberry's meow brings them back to the moment.

"I ..." They take their time in finding the words, each variation more painful than the last, a slight squeeze of blue eyes at the corners betraying their guilt. Their heart pounds in their ears. "I can't stay for long again. But do- do you, and the kits, want to come with me?"

They would have to confess so much if Edenberry were to say yes. Truths to tell, pieces of their past and future so far gone unsaid. Rumblerain wonders if the pinstriped kittypet would desert them upon learning such truths. Their kindness would not go unpunished in the scrublands where DuskClan lies, and it would be dangerous, but Edenberry had also been a daylight warrior of SkyClan. That was closer to the warrior life than most kittypets ever got the chance to see.

ooc ✧ 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘷𝘦

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• 
  
  [ art by antiigone ]
• RUMBLERAIN ✧ they/them, leader of duskclan
  
  
  — "a lanky, scruffy seal and white point with blue eyes."
  — single ;
  — speech is in #858AC0
  — tags | penned by mercibun, contact on discord for plots.
  
  
  
  

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[edenberry ?!]

The mountains.... Edenberry thinks they remember making them out in the far distance from Fourtrees. Had Cherryblossom wandered out that way with the other journey-goers? It felt like a lifetime ago... they'd been so confident about her return, they'd hardly managed more than a shouted 'see ya' before diving head first into the crowd of strangers from other clans. Was that by WindClan...? Or did they go as far down as ShadowClan territory? They'd heard that most of SkyClan ended up on that swampy territory when rogues had overtaken the territories but they'd dragged Otterpaw back to their house and-

Their lips twitch in frustration.. dismissing the image of that blue dappled tom as quickly as he'd come up. The soft exhale of Raindrop's breath tickles their whiskers and they squeeze their eyes closed with a light giggle. What did they have to be nervous about?

It seems bad news is the answer... they have to leave. Again. Their ears droop slightly, disappointed though they know they should've expected it. They probably had family and friends worried about them... waiting for them... just like Edenberry did.

Their question is a javelin... lanced through the air to land on the farthest point of their heart.. it must pierce their lungs, the way their chest deflates of all its air. Leave... with them? Their maw hangs open, devoid of a gasp because they can summon nothing to answer.

They... they couldn't just leave. After everything Spicepaw had done for them... after the kindness Hazelbeam had given them. With no closure to their clan-mates, who'd just know they'd been there one moon and.... gone the next. Take it back, they think desperately, Don't make me choose.

Please understand.

The rims of their eyes sting, "Raindrop..." It's a struggle to keep their voice from wobbling and isn't wholly successful. "I... I can't... But..." The tingling begins in their toes, tongue dancing to an answer they hadn't realized they were so hungry for, "You should take them... Show them your world... Let them know something better than my... stupid yard." They laugh, but it is dry... reaching to touch their nose to the ridge of their cheek fondly, hoping beyond hope they won't pull away, too hurt by their answer to accept the token of affection.

"I'll be okay! You can keep a piece of me with you this way.... I'm Edenberry, remember? I always figure things out..."

The corners of their lips lift in a half-hearted smile, trying to be more reassuring than they felt. Begging that somewhere hidden in the sad eyes that search theirs that they know what they can't bring themself to say- it would be too cruel... too much when it felt like saying good-bye.

I'm sorry I can't give you the love you need...​

This is the closest I can get to saying I love you.​

They glance towards their children then, aware of what they've just offered.. what they've signed them up for... "You guys want to go on an adventure? I promise I'll see you again soon... okay? You'll have so much fun you won't even remember to miss me!"

⟡₊ ⊹ i ll betray you like a man

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  -- mostly white with black pinstripe and green eyes / scarred face and back
  -- color #728c69

 

[Mizzlepaw]

A mountain? He isn't too sure what that's supposed to look like but it sounds impressive, he understands what a forest is so he tries to focus on that. How cool is it that my parent is near a mountain and in the forest? He liked his home here with the rest of his family though, maybe Raindrop can move here? Surely they can be friends with Hazelbeam and Spicepaw! He grins at the thought, trying to picture what their routine would be with someone else in their lives.

Instead fate seems to hold something different for the family, black tinged ears twitch and perk up at the mention of leaving with them. This was the opposite of what he had in mind but maybe the whole family could go with Raindrop instead of staying here? Though he doesn't mention his aunts by name, surely his momma wouldn't just leave them behind, since they're family they have to invite them. He once again looks to his sister admit their conversation, peeking from behind long legs. Arethusakit was usually on the same page, being partners in crime and all that, but would she know what's going on?

His attention is drawn back to Edenberry's tone, it carries a tremor and his ears flatten in concern. Tottling over from where he sat to bump his head against their leg next, careful to not headbutt his littermate in the process. "Momma?" he finds himself asking, his young voice laced in confusion, not sure what was wrong but clearly knowing that something was wrong. They say they're okay, the young tom knows that it's not aimed at him but he heaves a sigh of relief as a side effect.

He frowns at the idea of going anywhere without Edenberry, it comes across more as an immature pout. But his momma seems to be sad and he doesn't want to make it first, inhaling a deep breath and puffing out his chest he nods. Pout morphing into a smile, clearly it's put on but he wanted the last thing the pinstriped cat sees of him is a smile. Something positive to remember him by while he's out on his adventure. "I do! I'll re..re-eemember sooo much so I can tell you all about it" they don't say goodbye so why would he say it back? Instead rumbling a soft purr as he lingered by white legs.

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• MIZZLEKIT ✦ he/him, kit of twolegplace.
  ✧ A small scrap of white and black fur with tireless energy.
  ✧ Son of Edenberry and Rumblerain || Brother to Arethusakit
  ✧ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted || underline and tag when attacking
  ✧ speech is #dbcbed
  ✧ penned by Juice || ouijeejuice on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[berrypaw]

༻✦༺ Raindrop is from far away, they explain—all the way across the forest. Arethusakit hasn't seen much of the forest, only the parts that loom dark over the world that stretches far past the fence. Everything outside of the safe little space that her life has existed in… it's all unknown to her. What her older kin can tell her isn't enough for her kitten mind to truly understand, with hardly any experiences to compare their stories to. And as if it wasn't bad enough that Raindrop is new, a stranger to Mizzlekit and Arethusakit, they suggest that Mama and both of them go back to Raindrop's home with them.

Small paws shift atop the grass. "Umm, I don' wanna go past the forest," she protests softly, tipping her head to gaze up at Raindrop from where she continues to lean up against Edenberry's leg. You should take them, says Mama, and that's just all wrong. Let them know something better, and that's even more wrong. There's nothing, nowhere, no one better than the pinstriped cat who has raised Arethusa and Mizzle for the duration of their short lives. The girl opens her mouth to protest, but warm green eyes pin her in place, encouraging. Mizzlekit and Arethusakit won't even miss them, Edenberry promises, because they'll be having too much fun.

Mizzlekit seems enthusiastic about the idea of an adventure, although the girl would rather stay at home where she can enjoy the soft feeling of gr-ass under her paws. Maybe Mizzlekit is just faking it… playing pretend. He's really good at that. It pushes her to do the same, and she nods along with her brother's promise to remember everything and tell their Mama all about it when they see them again. "Will we come back home soon?" Her voice trails off, lifting high in a hopeful question.

kore kore 𓆩✧𓆪 fauna and flora

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• ARETHUSAKIT ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ she/her, kit of twolegplace
  ☆ small white kit with a black dorsal stripe and black toes on her hind paws. bright kit-blue eyes haven't faded to their natural color yet, and her forelegs haven't gained their point patterning yet.
  ☆ daughter to edenberry and rumblerain ; sister to mizzlekit
  ☆ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted
  ☆ penned by foxlore

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