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[starlitpath starlitpath]

(˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗) the blood has since dried in the dreary leaf-bare air, clumping in their fur as the duo travel slowly towards their home. hanging delicately by his scruff from starlitpath's jaws is the tiny kitten, his pink mouth occasionally opening to offer squeaks and mewls of commentary. the cold has begun to nip at their skin as the sun lowers on the horizon, the moon ghosting in the dusk sky. the child is impossibly small, a scrap between starlitpath's pearly teeth, and a worried glance is shared with their companion. "he's ours," they state, as if it were ever a question. their lover had melted much the same upon seeing the kitten. protectiveness is a web of safety around the flecked child. the calico point brushes against the chocolate tortie. "or... mine at least. if you don't want..?" anxiety stews in their stomach and they force it down. there is no world in which swarmswirl would let the kit out of her sight, they know.

"what do you think about beetlekit for a name?" he mumbles around the scruff, not so subtly hooking his tail around her flank for a moment. "bugkit... frostkit?" he feels like naming the child after the snow he'd been found in is cruel, like naming him foxkit. he'd much prefer to name the boy after a cat he cares about - swarmswirl is the forefront in his mind. featherkit, perhaps, for hawkstar, and for the kitten's foggy pelt. as they approach camp, apprehension pulls the warrior to a halt, and he turns to look at his companion, taking solace in her evergreen eyes. a soft breath, swallowing, then starlitpath guides his small family into camp. chattering souls wander by, cats heading to share tongues with their loved ones. patrols have returned for the day, apprentices bounding towards their friends to discuss their training. this is home, pure and simple. something soft and warm engulfs the warrior's heart.

aqua eyes flit about for hawkstar's familiar frame, swallowbreeze's river blue gaze. setting the child gently down on her tail, she curls it around him, clearing her throat. "everycat, this is be-" swarmswirl's voice interrupts.

LIKE CONSTELLATIONS ˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ IMPLODING IN THE NIGHT

• // " #dcccf0" pls wait for @swarmswirl! tagging baby @TBNKIT + @SWALLOWBREEZE tag for the minor injuries, @Hawkstar tag for your grandson!
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  STARLITPATH ★ tags / toyhouse
  
  ★ genderfluid (he / she / they) / bisexual
  ★ 32 moons old, ages realistically
  ★ warrior of skyclan
  ★ padding after SWARMSWIRL
  ★ HAWKSTAR, WHITE EYE
  ★ younger sibling to THREETOE, BADGERTAIL, BEARFACE
  ★ mentoring NONE / mentored by DUSKPOOL
  ★ penned by LAVS / message lavendes on discord for plots!
  
  a shorthaired dilute calico point with low white and aqua eyes. short, thick fur decorates her frame, cream hued, swooping into a cowlick on her head. their face, paws, and tail are dappled with fawn and slate gray, broken through by speckles of white. a star shaped white splotch on their forehead offers them their namesake. eyes like ocean water, a deep aqua blue, pierce out of almond shaped sockets.

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[swarmswirl]

Every step feels a little harder than the next. The adrenaline Swarmswirl experienced had long since hit its high, and the moments of confusing euphoria drag it lower and lower. But she keeps up - her shoulder remains beside Starlitpath's to ensure he doesn't stumble or fall, and her ears find themselves craned backwards, as if the fox may reawaken and hunt them back down. She tries to not trouble her companion with her aches and wounds. Starlitpath is infatuated with the scrap of her tucked by her chest fur and, admittedly, so is Swarmswirl.

"He's ours," the calico point says with certainty, only to find the oppsite in the trailing moments of Swarmswirl's silence. She blinks the surprise from her eyes, eyebrows furrowing momentarily. "As if I would let you -" take the honor? Be the hero? Her heart thumps, and the pain fades for a moment as she holds the other's gaze, "- do it alone. He's ours, until the end of time and further." They fought for him, killed for him. Swarmswirl would do it again and again, she thinks with a rush of security. She would throw herself to the wolves for Starlitpath and their new addition.

"... No," she mumbles at the first suggestion. "No. No," a bit incredulous at the last, though she doesn't show it further than that. The conversation of names nearly tapers out as the camp comes into view. They press through the entrance, wounded but happy, and immediately find place before Hawkstar and Swallowbreeze. Starlitpath lays the kitten atop her tail, and Swarmswirl looks to the calico. It's effortless to weasel her tail beneath the child, too, and loop it gently with her companion... her friend, her lover.

You're incredible.

Starlitpath tries to thieve the honor of a child in her partner's name. Swarmswirl intterupts with casual ease.

"Moonlitkit," she says.

The molly levels a playful glance towards Starlitpath, as if to say, "You wanted to name him after someone." Her gaze follows back towards Hawkstar and Swallowbreeze, and for a moment she doesn't know who to be more afraid of. Her ear twitches, "His kin was massacred by a fox, but he survived. We -" saying as much signifies their union in a far more public way. It makes her heart beat ever quicker. "- intend to raise him as ours. It's only right."

 

[Chrysalisgaze]

♡

𓆦 𖢥 𓆨 𓆣 𐀔 Chrysalisgaze 𐀔 𓆣 𓆨 𖢥 𓆦

Chrysalisgaze was just lounging in the camp, resting her still weak body in the sun. Though it was no longer warming her, it helped nonetheless. She had been going on patrols, out hunting or marking the borders, but not as much as she used to before...before her injury.
There have been many changes lately - old friends leaving and new ones joining. What Chrysalisgaze didn't expect, however, was her very own sister and her mate walking into camp with... was that a kitten?
Chrysalisgaze was up on her paws in an instant, listening to the pair explain. Her heart filled with sorrow for the kitten but also joy for her kin - Swarmswirl of course, being her sister, but also Starlitpath, who was now her family, and even little Moonlitkit. She purred as she approached, though not too much, so as to not lessen the seriousness of the situation.
"Moonlitkit..." she breathed in. "He's perfect." She looked in her sister's eyes then, voice quiet, as it had been lately, but gentle and loving. "You will do great, both of you. I just know it."
With that, she stepped back a bit, to give space to the others' family and to the healer. She could rejoice with her kin later - right now injuries needed to be assessed and decisions made.

 

[Starlingtrail Starlingtrail]

Starlingtrail found her paws restless. In the next moon, her little birds would take flight and become apprentices all their own. She could see why her own parents fussed over her at this age; she couldn't believe how fast her sweet kits had grown.

The caretaker found herself busy amidst camp, helping fluff nests, talking with her clanmates, and ensuring her three sweetlings had eaten their fill. Until her ears perked and she smiled warmly to her lovely Chryssie's sister and Starlitpath, both were lovely mollies and- She took a pause, disbelief flickering across her eyes before she utterly melted with a smile. Clasped gently in the jaws of Starlitpath was a tiny, writhing kitten, dark pelt speckled with white, mewling as loud as tiny lungs could.

She listened with bated breath as Swarmswirl announced the tiny thing's name, Moonlitkit. A smile tugged at her maw as she saw the glances exchanged between the two, even as her heart sank hearing the news of the tiny things' circumstances. It was awful; no kit deserved such a start in life, one with such strife and fear. And yet, Starlit and Swarm didn't hesitate to step up into the kit's life, together.

The black and white molly padded forward, looking to the kitten with a muted sorrow, but a small smile she still passed along to the pair. "A beautiful name, Moonlitkit. Such a shame it is for his beginnings to be so full of strife, but I'm sure he will only know joy from here on out with the two of you." Starlingtrail purred, it was certainly a way to tell the clan of their partnership, but none more beautiful to her was seeing a family she knew would be full of joy right before her eyes.

Though she realised with a widening grin that dear little Moonlit was now kin of her own too, nephew to her and Chryalis. She was already willing to offer assistance and advice, but she was utterly thrilled at the idea of getting to spoil yet another little bundle of fur, as she had her own three. Her heart ached, but knowing the kit was safe now in Skyclan felt a blessing all its own.

She stepped away and pressed to Chyrsalisgaze's side with a purr, letting Swallowbreeze and Hawkstar see the tiny thing. Starling would have all the time in the world as a caretaker to see the tiny thing and to spend some quality time with her extended family as they, too, learned the ropes of parenthood.

˗`, ˖ ݁ .✶ ݁₊ . . ݁₊ ✶. ݁ ˖ˎˊ˗

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STARLINGTRAIL she/her, Skyclan caretaker 35 moons old.
A short-haired black and white molly with soft, blue eyes.
mentored by none // mentoring none
littermate to none
Larkvine x Greyduck / mother to Berrykit, Ducklingkit and Dovekit / mated to Chrysalisgaze
"SPEECH" // "THOUGHTS" // ATTACK
penned by Pheo ↛ phoenixwashere on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

 

[Hawkstar]

LEADER OF SKYCLAN

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Moonlitkit is placed behind her child, settled between her warriors like an olive branch - a connection so startling it is almost inconceivable. Hawkstar's one good eye flickers from kit to her kit to her kit's …

The king raises one non-existant eyebrow towards Swarmswirl. A fling? A courtier? More than that now, evidently, but still so strange. It was so un … it was … not expected. The curled, relaxed positioning of their bodies leaning into each other, preening over a kitten brought forth into their consciousness by trauma and horror: it takes her several heartbeats to find the words to even address how she ought to feel in the moment.

"Yours… both of yours. she tests the thought on her tongue, rolling out the words from behind a stony mask. "Con…gratulations, then. Parenthood is a wonderful journey to go on… with the right companion…" Swarmswirl is spared no mercy under Hawkstar's electric blue glare. What business did this cat have with their child beyond this spur-of-the-moment connection? Was this new kit some sort of ploy to wrangle their daughter's affections, tying a small family together with promises of forever love and string? Why wasn't their king consulted on this? Why was there no official introduction or courting?

Mm… miscreant behavior …

"Well, if this is your son then at least one of you must join him in the nursery. This child clearly has two active parents now, so I will not have you dumping him on Starlingtrail and Milkheart. They have their paws full with kits of their own. I will not have any responsibility waived just because he looks about old enough to begin eating fresh prey."

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[SWALLOWBREEZE]

kittens during leafbare is ill–advised because a healer is less likely to have the herbs necessary for treatment.

that is, if a caretaker or their kitten falls ill, which by the looks of it, didn't happen.

a squirmy kitten dangles from starlitpath's jaws, swarmswirl presses against the warrior's good side. the ladder declares moonlitkit as their son and announces they will be raising him together. with how close the duo have become last season, it's clear this won't be a co-parenting situation, and the more gossip-y members of the clan can finally find something else to whisper about while they share tongues. swallowbreeze is certain she saw a few clanmates playfully roll their eyes.

"i can't believe you carried a kitten back with a wound that big!" she's unsure to be mad about the cold moonlitkit or the blood flaking off starlitpath's horrid wound. if her job was anything else, she'd take the moment to stare at her king's crumbling visage (did their eye just twitch?).

instead she shoos swarmswirl away from her betrothed. the lingering stench of fox and the bite marks on starlitpath's shoulder tells the healer more than enough. "i'm surprised you're here in one peace. warriors." she shakes her head, then addresses the tortoiseshell with her gaze still inspecting the bite. "hand him off to swarmswirl, and get him warm and fed. immediately. i'll check on you and the kitten later."

with that, she'll lead the new parent away and into her den.

 

[Cloudbearer]

CLOUDBEARER
HE/HIM
33 MOONS
SKYCLAN WARRIOR
SPEECH |

THOUGHTS

| LUCIDITY

PENNED BY PLOT

Cloudbearer's ears perked as the two warriors padded back into camp, a little bundle of fur between the two of them. So, it was like that, huh? Much really had changed in his time away.

Though, judging by the look on Hawkstar's face, this was a new development to her as well. He blinked, watching from the sidelines of camp as the two introduced the king's grandchild.

Moonlitkit?

What a choice... while Cloudbearer wasn't entirely one to judge - after all, he'd taken his name in honor of his own father after a visitation after death - it was... a bold choice. A little too bold, especially for a kit just brought into the Clan. And for this to be their official relationship announcement?

Hawkstar's judgement was not lost on him, nor did it seem lost on other members of the Clan. He raised his eyebrow and returned to grooming his pelt, keeping his ears towards the conversation.

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[MOONLITKIT MOONLITKIT MOONLITKIT's icon]

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His eyes are shut to the world, his ears curled that he couldn't hear a single word uttered, and he dangled from Starlitpath's jaws before he was set upon her tail to which cradled him. His little body trembling against the fur that presses against his own and soon enough, Swamswirl lends her warmth as well and she gives him a name similar to that of the dilute point who has taken her heart, her breath, and their souls intertwined with one another. Moonlitkit. A name that he would soon hear once his ears unfurled, where his eyes opened to see the two cats that had taken him in as their own, and it'd be a name that he would learn to love despite how blasphemous it might be.

He knows not of the looks that his new mothers recieve, no, he's too focused on keeping warm as his little button-like nose pressing into the tails of both mollies that had rescued him from the cold and had brought him back to their camp to become one of their own. A soft noise rumbles from his throat something akin to a purr and the exhaustion pulls at his tiny body though he's nearly startled from his slumber as Starlitpath is whisked away which leaves him resting on Swarmswirl's bottlebrush tail, a pathetic and airy hiss slips out from toothless jaws.

The kitten that has only been alive for a few days didn't know of the trauma that he had faced nor the parents he had lost or even if he had other littermates, all he knows is that he's hungry and cold as the chilled air nips at him and it causes a mewl of protest to leave his jaws once more.

OPEN YOUR EYES, LOOK UP TO THE SKIES AND SEE ⏾⋆.˚

MOONLITKIT

SKYCLAN KITTEN
MALE x HE/HIM & IT/ITS​

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"speech", thoughts, attacking
Moonlitkit's a sooty little tomkit at the beginning, his true fur hidden underneath the fevercoat that covers his body, and he appears rather small than the usual kit and oftentimes seen as frail.
child of swarmswirl and starlitpath

He's literally a little guy.