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Post by Emzie on Jan 17, 2011 0:11:50 GMT -5
| [atrb=width,300,true][atrb=border,0,true] | [atrb=bgcolor,FFFFFF,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,300,true]The greatest opportunity of Flashkit's tiny life was before his eyes at this very moment. His mother's back was turned, and the nursery exit was right in front of him. A glorious chance like this might not ever come again. Going on an impulse, the ginger kit bounded out into camp. He immediately tripped and fell flat on his face, getting himself a mouth full of dirt. Just as he was beginning to get his footing back, he was spotted by exactly the cat he didn't want to see him. He let out a squeaking meow and turned to go back in the nursery.
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| [atrb=width,300,true][atrb=border,0,true] | [atrb=bgcolor,2c2c2c,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,300,true]Gloomheart was just padding into camp after a patrol. On the way back, he had caught a few morsels of freshkill, which he carried in his mouth. He decided to bring his kill straight to the nursery for Dreamwyvern and her kits. The warrior had easily take on the role as the queen's mate and father to the kits. As he padded over, he saw Flashkit tumble out. Gloomheart grumbled behind his mouthful of freshkill and nudged the kit back inside with his nose as he entered the nursery himself. He dropped his kill, a mouse and a vole, in front of Dreamwyvern, then carefully brushed up against her.
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| [atrb=width,300,true][atrb=border,0,true] | [atrb=bgcolor,FFFFFF,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,300,true]Buckkit was curled up by himself in a tight little corner of the nursery. His mind wandered freely, daydreaming, but hardly anything coherent or that anyone else would understand. He was highly content sitting like that, oddly enough. The kit was brought back to reality by the smell of freshkill mingled with the familiar scent of Gloomheart. Buckkit stood up and bounded over to him, running smack into him. "Sorry!" He apologized. He always got a little overexcited when Gloomheart visited, for he adored his father.
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Post by ~Ravenpaw~ on Jan 17, 2011 9:00:49 GMT -5
Dreamwyvern had her back turned for a second, her mind lost with thoughts, thoughts of her home that she missed, oh how her kits would love it, if only they could see it, the others thoughts that lingered in her mind were of Darknessfire, despite her attempts she couldn't forget him, the beautiful sleek fur, his enchanting green eyes, his voice like silk. He was just to hard to forget and now a days she was starting to feel homesick. Her eyes glanced down a a pile of fur, white, black and orange fur so much like her own. The tiny puff of fur was Longkit, she was always smiling happily, she reminded her of Longtail her adopted mother, so she named her after her. Longkit smiled happily at her mother, her little green eyes looked around curiously letting out a gentle squeak as she rolled over softly onto her back. Dreamwyvern's gaze turned to a pile of black fur, sleek, just like his father. Dreamwyvern tried not to look sad upon looking at him but she couldn't help it half the time she had to force a smile when she looked at him. Darknesskit was his name, just like his father, he was a smart kit, his eyes enchanting green, the kit knew no fear at all, braver then anything, just as he's father had been. Dreamwyvern sighed she knew he could tell that Gloomheart wasn't his dad, but he never said anything to her, but she knew, and he knew, but she never told them, so the others didn't know. Dreamwyvern's eyes casted down upon her two other kits, Flashkit and Buckkit, it was then she noticed that Flashkit was being nudged into the nursery, again. He was often trying to escape, the brave kit. She smiled at Gloomheart gently, he had taken the role of her mate for which she was grateful to him, she found herself fallen in love again, but still could not forget her old mate. "Hello" She greeted softly. Longkit smiled at Gloomheart happily.
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Post by Emzie on Jan 18, 2011 0:09:47 GMT -5
| [atrb=width,300,true][atrb=border,0,true] | [atrb=bgcolor,FFFFFF,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,300,true]"Awww, you're no fun!" Flashkit groaned as he was shoved back into the nursery. He got over his annoyance with Gloomheart rather quickly though when he finally noticed the freshkill. He was dying to try some! The tiny orange kitten bounded over to his mother as fast as he could, tripping at the last moment and sliding his face right into her pelt. He jumped back up on his feet, climbed over Longkit roughly, and called out, "Mom, can I have some, please please please?!" He bounced up and down on his paws as he begged.
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| [atrb=width,300,true][atrb=border,0,true] | [atrb=bgcolor,2c2c2c,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,300,true]"Hello, thought I'd bring by some freshkill for you now that my patrol is over." Gloomheart was happy to finally be able to see Dreamwyvern and the kits after his long patrol. It was crazy how in just a few moons he went from being completely alone to having a mate and kits. He rarely thought about the fact that the kits weren't his, since he had decided how he felt about them mattered more than blood.
As Buckkit bumped into him, Gloomheart was barely phased at all. The little runt was always doing that, "It's okay." He muttered. There was something a bit off about Buckkit that he couldn't quite place, but he just accepted it. Eitherway, the kit had grown very attached to Gloomheart, and vice versa. He knelt down and carefully groomed some of the kit's messed up fur before he bounded off elsewhere.
The grey tom also acknowledged Darknesskit, who was closeby. The dark tom-kit was the most obvious clue that Gloomheart wasn't the father of the kits, but he held no contempt towards the kit for that. He was a sleek, intelligent, and brave kit, and his adoptive father adored him no matter what.
He licked Longkit on the head gently as she smiled at him. Gloomheart found her particularly adorable, being the only she-cat of the litter and the spitting image of her mother. After Flashkit barreled over her and began nagging at Dreamwyvern, Gloomheart nudged him with his paw and remarked, "Calm down....and apologize to your sister. There's no of climbing over her like that." His words were soft, but stern.
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| [atrb=width,300,true][atrb=border,0,true] | [atrb=bgcolor,FFFFFF,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,300,true]Buckkit purred happily as he was groomed. It was one of the few times that he genuinely enjoyed the company of another cat. Gloomheart was very patient and understanding with him, which was most something other cats weren't. He was also a connection to the outside world, to freedom. Buckkit wanted so badly to explore the forest and be alone with his own thoughts. Being content for the moment, he sat down and leaned against Gloomheart's flank, purring very loudly for such a tiny kit.
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Post by ~Ravenpaw~ on Jan 21, 2011 23:29:53 GMT -5
Dreamwyvern sighed softly, "Thank you Gloomheart" She said smiling happily at him, she nodded her head, "It looks wonderful" She said gently, she was always happy when Gloomheart came, he had been so kind to her. So very nice, even though these weren't his kits he cared for them all the same as if they were and for that she loved him even more. Darknesskit glanced over at them, his beautiful green eyes watched them, he could just tell Gloomheart wasn't his father, but he wasn't going to spoil it for the others especially not Longkit, she was his only sister and he cared for her deeply, he gave Flashkit a glare when he crushed the poor she-cat. Longkit smiled softly at Gloomheart, she yelped and wailed loudly when Flashkit crushed her trampling over her, she got up and ran past him to her mother. Dreamwyvern frowned a bit, "Flashkit that wasn't very nice" She meowed softly, she reached out and licked her softly. Flashkit certainly had his father's spunkyness, he was so fast trying to run about hense his name Flashkit, and as for Buckkit, he kicked her alot when he was first born so she gave him that name.
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Post by Emzie on Jan 22, 2011 23:34:22 GMT -5
| [atrb=width,300,true][atrb=border,0,true] | [atrb=bgcolor,FFFFFF,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,300,true]Flashkit ceased his bouncing and began pouting after his parents both scolded him. He padded over beside Longkit and brushed his fluffy ginger pelt against hers muttering, "Sorry, Longkit..." The crazy kit remained next to his sister for a only few moments before bounding back over into his mother's face and begging, "Can I try some freshkill please please please momma? I apologized to Longkit and was nice and everything!" He stared at Dreamwyvern, his green eyes twinkling with his best sad-and-hungry-kitten-face.
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| [atrb=width,300,true][atrb=border,0,true] | [atrb=bgcolor,2c2c2c,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,300,true]"You're very welcome." Gloomheart said, brushing up against Dreamwyvern affectionately. He didn't realize Buckkit had approached him again until he felt the kit's fluffy pelt press into his flank. The gray tom began purring steadily, but then stopped abruptly and shook his head as he watched Flashkit's 'apology'.
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| [atrb=width,300,true][atrb=border,0,true] | [atrb=bgcolor,FFFFFF,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,300,true]Buckkit was completely happy where he was. He lost himself in his own little world, taking on Gloomheart's familiar scent with each breath. The kit had his eyes closed for a bit, but opened them just in time to watch Flashkit's silliness. He giggled softly, amused by his brother's antics. Actually, Longkit got a better apology than he got when Flashkit play-fought with him too roughly and made him bleed. That time, Flashkit laughed as he said sorry and was at least a tail-length away.
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Post by ~Ravenpaw~ on Jan 25, 2011 12:02:45 GMT -5
Dreamwyvern sighed softly, Flashkit most certainly had his father's personality from when he was an Trainee.. she remembered him so clearly Strong, Courageous, Brave... but he was also overly excited and often oblivious to certain things, but he was always in a good mood. Darknesspaw was his name then.. she didn't think he ever really matured until he was Darknessfire, and they were in love. And here before her was his kits... her kits... our kits.
Dreamwyvern casted her glance over to Darknesskit, sitting away from everyone, she looked away, she loved the little kit, but he was just to much like his father, just to much. Darknesskit's body is sleek, his whole fur shimmers in any light which shows him off nicely, dispite being a kit he's very well built, strong and good looking. His takes after his father in everyway, right down the the way he grooms his fur, it's like a mini Darknessfire. Even his eyes are another wonder to behold, their flawless green colouring is striking and beautiful at first glance and even more so the closer you get, the kind and brave look in his eyes give away his personality. Dreamwyvern tore her gaze away from the small kit and looked at Flashkit, "yes you can try some" She said softly.
Longkit frowned a bit, "Why thank you Flashkit" She meowed softly, her voice so soft and sheepish, but just as kind as her mothers. Longkit didn't talk to much, but when she did it was normally because she was worrying over something, she did that alot worry. She was just like her mother, not the cat she was named after but her mother. Even her colourings, and her soft green eyes. Longkit was the only female in the litter, and she was rather small and weak unlike her brothers, but she was kind and caring and that seemed to be enough for her.
Darknesskit sighed quietly, the brave little kit curiously playing with leaf for which had blown into the den. He wasn't stupid, he was very smart in fact despite his sometimes kit like antics, such as daydreaming and going on adventures to a far away valley that didn't really exist. Darknesskit knew that Gloomheart wasn't his dad, for one he didn't look like the other kits, at least they all looked like mother, even Flashkit and Buckkit looked like Mother a bit, they had been told that their mother's mother was a cream coloured cat so at least that made sense. But Darknesskit was different then all of them, and Dreamwyvern had given it away, he knew that Gloomheart wasn't his father after she once said to him, "You look just like your father" and he looked nothing like Gloomheart, he was way to pretty to look like Gloomheart. Darknesskit didn't even think that his mother meant to say it, but she did and she looked really sad afterwards. So who was his father?
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Post by Emzie on Mar 20, 2011 12:05:51 GMT -5
| [atrb=width,300,true][atrb=border,0,true] | [atrb=bgcolor,FFFFFF,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,300,true]"YAY!" Flashkit cried out in happiness. He was so excited that his mother had said yes! He bounded over to the small pile Gloomheart had formed, dragged out a mouse a few pawsteps away. Flashkit took a rather large bite, large enough that as he chewed much of the meat came out of his mouth. Blood and fur dribbled down his chin heavily. The kit didn't care much about it though, he was just so happy to finally taste freshkill. It was awesome. He finally swallowed his first mouthful, then began cleaning off his chin and whiskers and picking the morsels he had dropped off the ground.
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| [atrb=width,300,true][atrb=border,0,true] | [atrb=bgcolor,FFFFFF,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,300,true]Buckkit was purring softly as his pelt was pressed into Gloomheart's. He watched his brother, Flashkit, take his first bite of freshkill. Buckkit was immediately disturbed as he saw all the blood and how messily the bright colored kit ate. "Eww!" He mewed loudly, "I never want to eat freshkill, that's so gross!" Buckkit sprang up from where he was sitting and fidgeted nervously on his little paws.
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| [atrb=width,300,true][atrb=border,0,true] | [atrb=bgcolor,2c2c2c,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,300,true]Gloomheart sighed as he watched Flashkit devour the mouse, "Slow down, Flashkit..." He said to the kit, even though he knew he probably wouldn't listen. Then Buckkit sprang up in complete disgust and declared he never wanted to eat freshkill, "Don't worry, Buckkit, Flashkit is just being dramatic." Gloomheart reassured the kit.
The grey tom then glanced over to Darknesskit, who was over on his own playing with a leaf. If it wasn't for this kit's dark pelt, Gloomheart might have been a more believable father to these kits. He tried not to let it bother him, for he loved the kits like his own anyway, but he couldn't help thinking about it sometimes.
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Post by ~Ravenpaw~ on Mar 20, 2011 21:16:47 GMT -5
"Ew" Longkit yelped her eyes widened in horror seeing the blood. She shuddered and hid behind her mother who chuckled lightly. "It's okay, your father is right" Dreamwyvern said softly looking at the kits. She looked at Flashkit, "I might need to clean him afterwards" She said softly watching her kit eat and then try and pick up the left overs. She could hardly believe how old they were already, soon they would be apprentices. In her old home, they would become Trainee's, she looked at Longkit who was still hiding, she would have become a Wyvern Trainee. Flashkit and Darknesskit would have been Fighter Trainees, and Buckkit a Prey hunter Trainee. She smiled with the memories but soon pushed them away.
Darknesskit looked over towards where his siblings were complaining about Flashkit, he snorted a bit and looked back, playing with his leaf, his enchanting green eyes watched it carefully as he swiped at it with his tiny black paws. He was different then the others, but still, he couldn't wait to be a warrior.
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