camp WILD RABBIT'S MARCH ˚⊹♡ PROMPT

[ODDGLEAM]

With the shifting cold, warriors and apprentices poking their heads into the nursery to feed the resident queens. His long tail gives a flick, as he slides his half - lidded gaze over his nest. Brows knit together at his once comfortable nest he shares with his kits. The usually soft and inviting bedding is now brittle and completely... uncomfortable in his eyes.

The feathered calico lifts a paw to prod at the nest, but it crumbles beneath his pawpad. He watches as his kits are completely asleep (though not for long), he wrinkles his muzzle up at his now stiff nest. He needs to gather supplies to remake it as soft as possible for his kits and him. Eventually, time passed and both warriors and apprentices periodically drop off supplies for him.

Moss, feathers, and other assorted foliage are set at pale paws. Time to get to work. He drags his paws over the brittle parts of his nest, carefully clawing the stiff bedding away. "Hmm, good enough. I think..." He mumbles from around some moss he cradles from between his teeth.

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ 𝐀𝐍 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃 ♡ 𝑪𝑯𝑰𝑴𝑬𝑹𝑰𝑪𝑨𝑳 𝑶𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑫𝑶𝑺𝑬 𝑶𝑵 𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬

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  EARLY FROST PROMPT: ❄ With the change in weather, the moss bedding is becoming brittle and spiky. How does your character feel about it?

• temp oddgleam reference

  

• ( HONEY IN WARM MILK ) ˖⁺‧₊ ♡ ₊‧⁺˖ ODDGLEAM. ╱ skyclan queen.
  ⸝⸝ NON-BINARY ; HE / THEY ; 19 MOONS OLD & AGES EVERY 7TH.
  ♡ mated to crowsight & owlheart — mentoring none.
  ♡ an elegant, long-legged medium furred sliver-cream calico with copper eyes.
  ♡ thoughts ; "Speech, e7d3e7" ; attacks only
  ♡ may powerplay minor harm ╱ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted
  ♡ smells like caramel frappe & chilled stone
  — all opinions are ic
  

  currently residing in the nursery. 𐂯 parent to one litter of kits.

  
  — biography / @ on discord for plots
  — penned by calzone

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[CROWSIGHT]

"What's good enough, my love?" A black hulking tom with white spots approaches his mate, hazel eyes gazing adoringly towards the calico and the small bundles of fur beside his belly. It was still surreal that he was now a father and had a family with two cats he loved more than anything. Perhaps, he should be helping Oddgleam in fixing their nest, however his attention is preoccupied by the kits squirming. Brightkit, up to trouble again? Oh, what a troublemaker you are. A soft chuff leaves his maw as he watches the kit in squirm and lightly kick Pearlkit. And Pearlkit? His son's face scrunches in discomfort, but no cries escape his little maw.

Shaking his head, he wraps his tail around his mates. In a hushed whisper he declares, "Brightkit kicked Pearlkit." The lack of cries ensures Oddgleam that every thing is fine. "How have you been? Do you need anything, my love?" As much as he'd love to stay and share a nest with his mates while they tended to the kits, the clan was in a bit of a pickle. Both he and Owlheart were needed by the clan in order to bring as much prey they could back to camp or find materials such as feathers to keep others warm, namely those in the nursery. Which meant he didn't have much time with Oddgleam alone. The time they spared was with tending to their kits alongside Owlheart, and by the stars he had missed just cuddling with his words without having to stop Brightkit from getting into all sorts of messes.​

 

[DAFFODILPAW]

With so many residents in the nursery as the weather seemingly grows chillier each day, Fawnwhisker had made sure to emphasize searching for nesting material far more than ever, something that Daffodilpaw wouldn't necessarily complain about. To find stuff like moss, you just needed a careful eye, as opposed to the finesse required for hunting that still seemed to elude him no matter how much practice he put in. Not every search was a success, what with the sudden frost curling its way into the hidden patches, but he liked to think this was one task that he was usually pretty good at.

Luckily, today had proven a boon, and when Daffodilpaw had padded back into camp, moss clutched tightly between his jaws, he had made a beeline straight to the nursery, sure that the queens would appreciate a little extra insulation. Carefully, he slips past the entrance, watching his paws for stray kits, though in the process he almost misses the pair hovering about their occupied nest, focused as he is on not knocking into any little bodies. "Oh, are you fixing up your nest? I brought some more moss, if you need it," Daffodilpaw offers, gently placing the bundle at his paws. "Or...if you've got it covered - " a glance is sent towards the pile of materials Oddgleam seems to have already gathered "- uh, I'm sure somebody else here could use some, yeah?"

Belatedly, Daffodilpaw seems to remember that, while laying claim to the nest as well, Crowsight is not as permanent of a denizen of the nursery as Oddgleam is at the moment, which means he's probably here to spend time with his mate - time that the apprentice is probably cutting into, the longer he lingers. "Well, you guys probably have this handled - I can take some of the old stuff on my way out, if you're done with it." Surely the frostbitten strands wouldn't have much use, unless any of the kits took to crunching the stuff. Maybe Daffodilpaw would leave a few bits with them, actually; surely the old moss would be better put to use in shreds than the new, good, moss, right?​

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎‎ BUT GOD I'M STILL CIRCLING THROUGH ❀ THE DIALOGUES I COULD'VE HAD WITH YOU ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎

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• REF PENDING, TEEHEE <3
  
• DAFFODILKIT / DAFFODILPAW —. He/him, apprentice of SkyClan
  — .Chyrsaliswing x Honeysplash, littermate to Weaselpaw & Adderpaw
  — . 8 moons old, ages on the 6th
  — .An average, well-muscled orange-and-white dipped cream tom with mismatched eyes.
  — .People-pleaser with a desire to do good - dedicated, but still fun-loving
  — .Peaceful & healing powerplay permitted - brushing up against him, shoulder bumps, etc.
  — .Penned by Hijinks - feel free to DM me on Discord to plot! ^^
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[DUSKPOOL]

the dog that weeps after it kills is no better than the dog that doesn't. my guilt will not purify me.​

Duskpool had been checkin' in on Pineberry since his grandkids became apprentices, figurin' he owned the queen a great deal of gratitude for takin' care of 'em when a molten copper flickered to Daffodilpaw lookin' more awkward by the minute. He chuffed in muddled amusement, shakin' the frost from his wooly fur before pressing a head inside the nursery, offerin' Pineberry a dip of his helm in greetings.

"How about ya help me with the elders, eh, kiddo?" He responded easily, tossin' an idle glace in the apprentice's direction with a raised brow. "Just came by to check how things were doin' before headin' over there myself." He rumbled steadily, offerin' a dip of his head toward Oddgleam and Crowsight.​

my bones are smoldering ✦ and my knuckles are bloody

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  release me from my promise to you. don't make me do this anymore. don't make me go on without you
  
  — unknown
• duskpool he/him
  ♡ a massive scarred obsidian-smoked ghost makeral tabby maine coon / norwegian forest mix w/ molten copper eyes and low-white
  ♡ warrior of skyclan
  ♡ sixty moons; ages on the 1st of every month
  ♡ speech thought attack
  ♡ peaceful + healing powerplay permitted
  
  
  penned by blueblossomtea​

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[RAVENKIT]

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Soft black fur is the first to stir amongst his litter, a loud yawn serving as enough indication that Oddgleam's peaceful moments had come to an abrupt end. Kitten-blue eyes stare up at his parent, not realizing that Crowsight was also present in the nursery. "Co. . . cold!" The kit shouts, his brows furrowed as he gets to his paws, stepping over his siblings to investigate what Oddgleam had been doing moments prior.

His steps are no longer as wobbly as they used to be. Ravenkit also realized he has claws. . . needle-sharp and perhaps not as deadly as the warriors' were, but they hurt. With them unsheathed, he claws at the brittle parts of the nest, mimicking Oddgleam — though he is a little too eager, and ends up ripping parts that are perfectly soft to the touch. "What. . . doing?" Why are you doing this? Is a sentence he cannot yet formulate, but his previous words may prove enough to have his parent understand.

𝐈 𝐂𝐀𝐍'𝐓 𝐅𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 *:･ﾟ✧ 𝐈'𝐌 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐋

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  LH black smoke with low white (25% maine coon, masking ticked, polydactyl. carrying non-ticked, dilute, albinism, cinnamon)
  

  

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  RAVENKIT. he / him kit of skyclan
  ✦ Last-born son of Crowsight x Oddgleam x Owlheart
  ✦ Brother to Pearlkit, Cuckookit, Morningkit and Brightkit
  ✦ Born 10.12.24, ages realistically
  ✦ A long-furred black smoke kitten with ticked ghost markings and six toes on his right forepaw. Eyes are silver in coloration
  "speech" thoughts

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[morningkit]

It wasn't unusual for Morningkit to barely be able to pull together attention enough to care about whatever everyone else has been doing. She's tired... her chest hurts with the effort of coughing.. her nose is uncomfortably dry but frustratingly runny at the same time. Fireflyglow had reacted quickly... had done what he'd always been trained to do. Her body revolted against such healing... it would mend, improve. These things just take time.

The sudden movement of her parent is enough to stir her from a nap, blinking open bleary blue eyes to get a look at what all the shuffling is about. The nest is being picked at, nipped where it doesn't suit anymore- Ravenkit grows curious too, articulating poorly what question sits on his tongue. She doesn't care to repeat, doesn't bother asking... Oddgleam would answer probably... and as long as she wasn't being asked to get up and move around, the tiny tortoiseshell couldn't care less what was happening.

Who cared if the nest was a little prickly? She spent most of her time sleeping on top of her siblings and curled up against her dam... those were both plenty soft enough for Morningkit.

holding onto a love ˗ˏˋ ´ˎ˗ they keep wanting

• crowsight x oddgleam x owlheart
  pearlkit - cuckookit - morningkit​ - brightkit - ravenkit​

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[budkit]

Budkit cracks open an eye at the first crackling and crunching of dried moss being shifted. The point kitten lifts her head from the lip of her nest, noting that it too is beginning to look worse for wear. This early leafbare was quite cruel in her opinion. The poor apprentices who had to up their workload just to stay on top of the more frequent changing of nesting material.

It's only a moment later that she realizes she'll be an apprentice soon and forced to do such.

A shiver runs down her spine and Budkit chooses to distract herself from thoughts of the future by focusing on Daffodilpaw's offer. "I want some of the moss, please!" If the apprentice was offering then the kitten would indulge in some more moss for her and her mother's nest (and Ramkit and Lambkit… begrudgingly).​

[ penned by kerms ]​

 

[BRIGHTKIT]

✦ — Brightkit had been sleeping soundly until she felt a soft pink nose tickling her back paw and it caused her to move her paw slightly before returning it to where it was. Perhaps, her littermate would stop but she could feel their cold nose against her paw once more and her eye snaps open with a frown pulling at her maw. Without a second thought, her back paw kicks the nose that had bothering her and she pulls herself away from her once uncomfortable spot within the nest. Oddgleam seems to be destroying their nest and Crowsight drops by for a visit only to snitch that she had kicked Pearlkit, she turns in the direction of her littermate then her parents with a quick shake of her head "Nuh uh."

Ravenkit tries to help Oddgleam but the two-toned kitten simply thinks that her littermate is making a bigger mess and her snout wrinkles before she glances in the direction of Morningkit who remains laying in the same spot. That meant that it's comfortable and well, Brightkit wants to be able to sleep comfortably so either her sister would need to relinquish her spot to her or scoot over to make some space. The unruly kitten stumbles forward only to topple over her opposite pelted sibling and tries to nestle closer to Morningkit but its then that she realizes that the spot is just as brittle and prickly as the rest of the nest. "Hee.. heeeer... heeeereee!" She announces with a tip of her nose and stomps her paws so that Ravenkit or Oddgleam would fix this part of the nest too.

How unacceptable!

A WHOLE GARDEN ON FLOWERS -`✦´- AND MY NAME ETCHED ON A ROCK

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  ✦ a vibrant, curly furred blue torbie with high white and olive-green eyes
  ✦ much like her name given to her by her parents, she's a bright individual with an overly imaginative mind that comes into play ever day in her life. she's very childish and has a very colorful vocabulary, brightkit can oftentimes come off as quite blunt or sharp-tongued later on in life. all opinions are IC only
  ✦ ages realistically; born 10.12.24
  ✦ sexuality unknown; too young to consider love
  ✦ child of oddgleam, owlheart, and crowsight
  ✦ sister to pearlkit, morningkit, cuckookit, and ravenkit
  ✦ relatively easy to befriend and make your enemy ; will start fights always
  ✦ "speech", thoughts, attacking
  ✦ peaceful powerplay allowed

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