pafp WILD BLOOD | warriors' nests

[THISTLEPAW !]

❝ THE TENACITY I HOLD✧°.☀ ——————————————————————————————————
Thistlekit's headstrong personality trait always seemed to surface at the worst moments. The young kitten was as stubborn as they get, proud and loud, and sometimes a little bit of a nuisance. It shouldn't come as a surprise that he enjoys mimicking the mannerisms of warriors— or at least, what the perfect warrior is in his head. Chest puffed out, head held high, a little leader among his littermates (even if they weren't so happy to indulge him).

It also shouldn't be a shock that he enjoys sneaking out of the nursery to poke around the warriors' nests. He is quiet, of course, not wanting to bother the sleeping felines; but he does still loves lying down on the empty moss beddings with his tiny little body, and simply refuses to move unless it's Venomstrike or Rattleheart telling him to. He wondered if it felt different to sleep in there than it did in the nursery, although the comforting scent of Rattleheart was something he'd grown used to already (would he mourn its loss when they became apprentices?) That thought in itself was a bit grim for a kitten to be having, so he brushed them aside swiftly, returning to his fantasies about warrior life (while still pretending the nest he's on is his own, of course).

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• THISTLEKIT ✩ HE/HIM, kit of windclan, two moons
  ⭃ long haired seal-point kitten with an unusually long tail and pale blue eyes. short history blurb, short opinion on clan/clan specific traits. 1-2 sentences bout personality stuff and any other important details.
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking ↛ see battle info here
  ⭃ penned by nocthymia ↛ @hypmic on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

 

[Paleface.]

〔★〕Paleface had been hunting all damned day, and now he was ready for bed but unfortunately for him there was someone in his very comfortable nest. "What in Starclan's name are you doing?" He hissed, ears flicked back and teeth baring at the ignorant kit. Yes, the code said to take care of kits, but it didn't say he had to be nice to them when they interrupted his very comfortable sleeping.

a dragon without its rider is a tragedy ( a rider without its dragon is dead ) //

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• PALEFACE —— warrior (moorrunner) of windclan . npc x npc . littermate to 2 others ★ penned by helly
  ★ cis male / he/him / 16 moons & ages every 1st
  ★ single / bisexual & monoflexible / open to romance
  ★ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / underline & tag account when attacking
  —— combat notes here / battle notes
  
  ★ “speech”, 'thoughts', all opinions are in character
  ★ biography — msg on discord for plots (hellycinth) — toyhouse
  
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  a longhaired black tabby/chocolate tabby chimera with low white and blue eyes no scarring.

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[THISTLEPAW !]

❝ THE TENACITY I HOLD✧°.☀ ——————————————————————————————————
He is so rudely interrupted by the voice of Paleface questioning just why the kitten was in his nest. Couldn't he tell? His thoughts are sharp and so is the glare he sends the warrior's way (at least, as intimidating as a kitten can be) - Thistlekit's long tail whips like of a snake's, as if dismissing Paleface's presence, despite it being his right to be upset the young kit had taken his nest to himself.

The seal-point kit remained unmoving, however. To leave would be like admitting defeat, like fleeing from a fight. And warriors don't back down no matter what. . .And he was more than capable of being a warrior!

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• THISTLEKIT ✩ HE/HIM, kit of windclan, two moons
  ⭃ long haired seal-point kitten with an unusually long tail and pale blue eyes. short history blurb, short opinion on clan/clan specific traits. 1-2 sentences bout personality stuff and any other important details.
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking ↛ see battle info here
  ⭃ penned by nocthymia ↛ @hypmic on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

 

[Vulturepaw]

˖⁺‧₊ ☽◯☾ ₊‧⁺˖ 　Vulturekit is a light sleeper, these days. He startles awake at the alightest movement, fitful and jumpy. He knows that it troubles his dad, who is often awake when he blinks his eyes open in the middle of the night. This time, it is another kit that wakes him. Thistlekit, already establishing himself as a troublemaker. Their chest tightens with worry, and frantic paws skitter after him.

Glowing droplets of amber blink blearily against the dark of night, and Vulturekit trails his denmate like a shadow. They follow just a fox-length away from the mossy nest and pause, watching Thistlekit settles in as if it is his own. This, they know, is forbidden. "Thistlekit?" calls a shaky voice. It is not long before the nest's owner takes notice, and their ears press hard against their skull. "Thistlekit g-g... get out of there, c-c'mon!" A note of urgency creeps in, eyes darting around. Paleface is going to wake everyone up - and then he'll really be in trouble...

‎‎┌── FOR I HATE THE BUILDINGS ⛧ AND THE WAY THEY TOWER OVER ME ──┐‎

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  VULTUREKIT ⛧ he / they, kit of windclan, five moons.
  ⭃ a spiky-furred dark tabby with amber eyes.
  ⭃ skittish and dour, with little time for typical kit games.
  ⭃ micheal x npc, adopted by periwinklebreeze. sibling to dustkit and bilberrykit.
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by SATURNID ↛ saturnids on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

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[Paleface.]

〔★〕Paleface huffed an annoyed sigh, staring at the kit taking up his nest before ultimately deciding that picking him up would be the best solution considering he wouldn't just move. It wasn't like the nest smelled of him, had his fur tufted in it or anything.

He picked the kit up by the scruff with little thought to the action, eyes sliding to see Vulturekit joining them in places the two of them shouldn't be. "Get outta here furball." He mumbled around Thistlekit's fur, maneuvering himself into his nest before unceremoniously placing the kit on the ground in front of him.

a dragon without its rider is a tragedy ( a rider without its dragon is dead ) //

• ooc.
  
• PALEFACE —— warrior (moorrunner) of windclan . npc x npc . littermate to 2 others ★ penned by helly
  ★ cis male / he/him / 16 moons & ages every 1st
  ★ single / bisexual & monoflexible / open to romance
  ★ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / underline & tag account when attacking
  —— combat notes here / battle notes
  
  ★ “speech”, 'thoughts', all opinions are in character
  ★ biography — msg on discord for plots (hellycinth) — toyhouse
  
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  a longhaired black tabby/chocolate tabby chimera with low white and blue eyes no scarring.

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[THISTLEPAW !]

❝ THE TENACITY I HOLD✧°.☀ ——————————————————————————————————
Vulturekit's words fall on deaf ears, the younger kitten wanting to prove how strong he was, how capable of taking care of himself he was; unmoving even in the face of danger. He is hissing and swatting a paw at the warrior, his hackles raised and neck fur bristling ( in his head, he is the most intimidating kit of all; in truth, he simply looked like a little brat throwing a tantrum ). He is two-moons old and thinks he has the world in his paws.

It is not until Paleface grabs him by the scruff that he feels like a newborn again. He is lifted, and suddenly he's frozen. Fight back! A demand to his body. Fight back, a desperate plea. I can't. A terrible realization.

It's dark all over again, everything is so loud. He remembers the night like it was yesterday, like he was reliving through it again. Thornrunner, his mother, the wails and cries, the scent of blood. He hadn't thought about the specifics of the moon DuskClan had attacked beyond being protected by Rattleheart and his drive to grow stronger, so strong he would never rely on someone to save him again. Part of hiim expects Paleface to carry him away from his family and WindClan, given as a pawn to the rogues outside the territories. Thistlekit sees it, too; and it's sickening.

He doesn't realize he's on the ground again, still completely paralyzed. The seal-point's muscles are rigid but at the same time his legs threaten to buckle; and they do. He falls flat on the grass, sprawled out like a young kitten who doesn't know how to walk yet. Out of control of his own body, Thistlekit feels more like an onlooker on the situation at hand. Was this how StarClan felt?

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• THISTLEKIT ✩ HE/HIM, kit of windclan, two moons
  ⭃ long haired seal-point kitten with an unusually long tail and pale blue eyes. short history blurb, short opinion on clan/clan specific traits. 1-2 sentences bout personality stuff and any other important details.
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking ↛ see battle info here
  ⭃ penned by nocthymia ↛ @hypmic on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

 

[RATTLEHEART]

It was easy to wonder where Thistlekit's attitude had come from, at least from Rattleheart's perspective. They had their own moments of being thorny, of course - particularly when it came to cats like Sootspot - but not quite to the same extent. At least, not in their own mind. They were sure those that had become the target of their ire in the past would disagree, but to them, every tongue lashing they had ever delivered was vitally necessary.

Perhaps Thistlekit thought the same of his own fits, all things considered. Maybe he took after them more than than they were willing to admit.

Sneaking out, though, was not one of the traits that Thistlekit had inherited from them. In fact, when Rattleheart found themself roused from their slumber by the hiss of quiet voices in the distance, their first reaction was annoyance. Irritation at being yanked back into the waking world when the moon was still in the sky, and her kits were curled at her side - all except one. The absence of Thistlekit sent her heart racing, and she was quick to slip from her nest with a low murmur to one of the nearby queens. "Please... please watch the others for me. I need to find Thistlekit." They didn't allow a chance for argument, a flick of their long tail the only sign they had even been present as they disappeared out into camp.

Thankfully, it didn't take long for them to find where their son had gone, his scent and the voices carrying them over to where he had flopped over into the grass. He looked... stunned, like he had been knocked over by a killing blow rather than gentle deposited onto the ground by a warrior. A glance between the prone kit and Paleface provided enough pieces for them to put the situation together, fur along their spine spiking as they strangled down the rush of anger in their chest. "Paleface... in the future could you please come and get me if you're having an issue with one of my kits?" It was as diplomatic as they could manage in their tired state, ringed tail curling soothingly around Thistlekit so they could pull him closer.

There was no grand puzzle to why Thistlekit was reacting this way, the night of Duskclan's invasion having replayed for many sleepless nights in Rattleheart's mind.

𝐀𝐒 𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐒𝐓 ✹ . + 　 ˚ 　　　 · 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐊𝐄

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  a lead warrior of windclan, rattleheart is one of the older members of the clan at fifty-three moons. he is mated to venomstrike, and has many children whom he adores. named for the trembling sound of his commonly hoarse voice, he is somewhat difficult to befriend due to his wary nature.　✦

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[Paleface.]

〔★〕Paleface didn't even notice the kit's fear, but he sure as hell smelled it. He gently poked Thistlekit with his nose, nudging him slightly to see if he would react, when Rattleheart finally made an appearance. "To be honest I wasn't really having an issue. I just moved him, that's all. I dunno why he's not responding properly, all I did was pick him up." He responded, not a hint of anger permeating his tone as he glanced worriedly down at the little tom.

"Did I do something wrong?" He asked, anxiety like a steady thrum through his lungs making them tighten up. He wasn't one to get anxious, but when it came to kits he wasn't. He wasn't sure what to do with them. Had he been too rough with Thistlekit? Had he set him down too hard?

a dragon without its rider is a tragedy ( a rider without its dragon is dead ) //

• ooc. HE'S SORRY OKAY
  
• PALEFACE —— warrior (moorrunner) of windclan . npc x npc . littermate to 2 others ★ penned by helly
  ★ cis male / he/him / 16 moons & ages every 1st
  ★ single / bisexual & monoflexible / open to romance
  ★ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / underline & tag account when attacking
  —— combat notes here / battle notes
  
  ★ “speech”, 'thoughts', all opinions are in character
  ★ biography — msg on discord for plots (hellycinth) — toyhouse
  
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  a longhaired black tabby/chocolate tabby chimera with low white and blue eyes no scarring.

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