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[Rainbowkit.'s icon Rainbowkit. Rainbowkit.]

I─ I COULD BARELY, I–I–I–
AND I COULD BARELY TOUCH THE SKY​

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rainbowkit & 02 moons & trans-masc. & he/him & riverclan kit

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─ ─ Tiny limbs move slow and steady across the camp — with all the careful stealth of a true warrior of tigerclan. His prey remains utterly unaware, minding its buisness, utterly oblivious to the hunter in persuit. He pauses, judging the distance... surely, this is close enough. Best not to give himself away. Haunches wriggle, muscles tense, and he pounces— momentum carrying him forwards in one swift motion as he strikes.

Paws slam down upon his 'prey' with a holler of success, smile beaming wide. "

Gotcha!

" paws moves carefully, uncupping ever so slowly as hil3 blinks against the suns glare - and there it is, pinned by kitten-soft paws. The grasshoper wriggles and squirms, humming angrily where its pinned, half-squished.

Rainbowkit takes a moment to enjoy the sight of his prey — his first successful hunt! — before kitten teeth are chomping down with a loud CRUNCH.

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my appetite has yet to cease

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RAINBOWKIT ​

★ a young kitten filled with wide-eyed wonder and an eagerness to explore the world around him. though small in stature, there is nothing little about his personality - big, bright, bold, and loud.

─ extremely easy in battle
─ all opinions IC
─ penned by Kitty-Kat-

 

[Wavesong]

And that's why we share all we have with you
Though there's little to be found
When all you've got is nothing
There's a lot to go around

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Wavesong watched the child with a tender softness in her eyes, the corners of her mouth curled into a smile that could rival sunshine. Her thick, feathered tail swished across the grass, slow and deliberate, as she finally allowed herself to settle onto the earth. It was more difficult to ignore now, the gentle swell of her belly, the subtle weight of her unborn kits shifting within her. She still tried to accompany patrols, to offer help where she could, but she knew the time was nearing. Soon she'd have to exchange freedom for stillness, trade the wind in her fur for moss and quiet. She wasn't ready for that, not truly. Wavesong was a creature of motion, of story, of living flame. To be made to wait? It went against every wave in her soul. But she would do it, for them.

Her thoughts were swept away the moment she caught sight of Rainbowkit's pounce, his tiny form darting with enthusiasm and determination. A thrill of pride rose in her chest, and her voice rang out like a bell across the clearing. " Well done! " she hollered, her tone warm and radiant, enough to lift even the cloudiest mood. " Yer doin' mighty fine, gonna make yerself a grand warrior one day, mark my words! " Her grin stretched wide, eyes gleaming like riverstones catching sunlight. In that moment, with the young kit triumphant and wild with joy, she could forget her aches. She could forget the bitterness and the shadows that clung to RiverClan's edges. There was hope here, in little hearts and little paws. And in that hope, she could rest a while.

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