Open Event Camp BALL IS LIFE ?? a friendly game of mossball

[Rain Rain]

R A I N
​ what a shame we all became ​

Rain stood from her nest with a long, tail-vibrating stretch. She'd been struck with sudden inspiration. The kits were sound asleep, for the moment enjoying their midday nap. She was sure her movement would stir at least one of them, though. Gently using her claws, she grabbed a piece of moss that dangled from the edge of their bedding and rolled it under her paw until it formed a sturdy ball. A mossball.

She'd seen some of the older kits and apprentices play a game called "mossball," and while she didn't exactly understand the rules, she was very into it. The celebration the night before had inspired her so much, showed her how much there still was to learn about clan life. So, she figured, two birds, one mossball. Learn a clan tradition, and spend time with more of her clanmates.

But how to make it fair to the young kits, who would surely want to join in? She peered down at her four perfect little bundles, a sight that still made her chest feel like it would burst. She'd figure something out.

Carrying her ball out into the clearing, she placed it down and looked around to the cats milling about camp. It seemed to be mostly caretakers and their kits. A few warriors and apprentices. She cleared her throat, suddenly feeling self-conscious. What if no one wanted to play with her? She was practically a stranger to most of these cats. She shook her head. They would always be strangers if she didn't do anything about it. Forcing as much confidence as she could, she raised her voice in a friendly challenge:

"Anyone brave enough to challenge me to a game of Mossball? Also recruiting some teammates,"

she added with a small smile.

such fragile

✦

broken things

• OOC: open to any camp-bound cats for an event point :3
• KEY:
  

  "speech"

  
  

  'thoughts'

  
  attempted action
  

  "other character's speech"

  
  
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  sleek grey she-cat with white paws, tailtip, face, and chin
  she/her
  loner
  16 moons
  
  

 

[Berrykit]

BERRYKIT

Berrykit considered napping in the sun, but the rocks felt cold underneath his paws, not nearly as enjoyable as the previous moon when the sun still warmed up the sunning spots.

Berrykit considered grabbing some fresh-kill, but he had eaten not that long ago and he knew the code forbid them from taking more than they needed. And Berrykit wasn't a rule breaker!

Berrykit also considered countless other things, but all thought of them vanished the moment Rain appeared in the clearing with a mossball in her jaws, asking to play. Play? Berrykit jumped to his paws immediatelly, tail raised high in excitement. "Me! Me!" he rushed to the queen's side. "I want to be your teammate, Rain, please! Pretty please!"

He didn't care for the rules too much, nor did he care that they needed opponents first. All he cared about was playing with his friend and it didn't matter to him how that went, nor who else joined. Rain had been rather busy with the kittens at first and Berrykit had given her space, to recover and to bond with them, but now she was here! And, Berrykit thought mischievously, she offered!

SkyClan | Kitten

 

[Flutterkit]

FLUTTERKIT
FAE/SHE
1 MOON
SKYCLAN KIT
SPEECH | THOUGHTS

PENNED BY PLOT

Flutterkit had been in the middle of a lovely dream - chasing a mottled butterfly through the pines, faer pawsteps strong and certain, surely an adult in this dream. And then, her fur shifted, the warmth of Mama left, and she blinked her little eyes open.

Where Mama? she wondered. Not only was Mama gone, but a couple of the older kits had left as well. With thoughtful pawsteps, Flutterkit stepped out of the nest and moved towards the nursery entrance.

There was Mama! And one of the older kits!

"Mama!" she mewed excitedly, tumbling over her own feet to run to her mother's side. Fae looked at Berrykit, then the mossball, and her eyes widened with excitement.

"Play?" she asked.

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[SONGKIT SONGKIT]

The lack of his mother's warmth startles her son awake with a squeak of protest. Kitten-blue eyes blink open in chest-pounding confusion. Where had his Mama gone this time?

But Songkit isn't the first to notice her disappearance. The boy spots his littermate's flame-touched limbs toddling toward the nursery's entrance, and the storm-furred tom knows then to follow in faer actions. From behind Flutterkit, he peers out of the nursery, and a similar excitement surges through him at his mother's found form, some of the older kits surrounding her.

Kitten limbs follow his sibling, clumsily bounding toward Rain. " Mama! " Songkit chirps in tandem, pressing his face into his mother's side. Play, he hears Flutterkit mew out, and he removes his face from silken fur to peak at the mossball at his mother's paws. Play... Should he join today, or should he watch from the sidelines? But... if Mama's playing, shouldn't Songkit too? Tiny paws move to bat at a larger, white one, seeking his mother's attention. He blinks up at her, kitten-blues round as a hushed question is asked: " ... Me..? "

 

[SWALLOWBREEZE]

large ears twitch at rain's declaration of a game of mossball. swallowbreeze remembers doing something similar with ptarmiganpaw, a nice, easy game to show the then kitten what life in a clan would become. it was comforting to see how easily rain settled into skyclan's nursery, and how welcomed her family became— it's why skyclan took such a tiresome journey into the forest, so they could help families like hers.

she smiled gently seeing a group of kittens immediately swarm the caretaker, and figures the task she was doing can be finished for right now.

"i can um... i can join in, as an opposing team." swallowbreeze says when she pads over, whiskers twitching at the kits tumble around their mothers paws. she steps around the small kittens, careful with her footing. "that way you don't have your paws full."

 

[Dovekit Dovekit]

Dovekit​

status: calm​

She hadn't been sleeping. Instead she had been watching. Not the nursery or the moss ball, no. She had been watching the trees, the wind. Now she watched Rain as she tried to corral the kits into a game of moss ball. She watched her brother bounce with excitement for the game. She slowly blinked as more came tumbling out of the nursery, Rain's own kits for starters and then Swallowbreeze from somewhere else entirely. The first three join Rain's team while the medicine cat makes her own. Dove's head tilts curiously.

"I will join Swallowbreeze's team." It would only make sense and be fair that way. Otherwise it would be four against one. Now it would be four against two at least and Dove is sure she could convince some of the whisperers to partake in the fun as well. She finally moves to join the group at this declaration. Coming to a stop next to the medicine cat and watching her brother and his team with half lidded eyes.

you are the dreamer and we are the dream

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  DOVEKIT She/Her Fawn tabby with low white and somatic mutation and blue eyes. A sweet whimsical child who loves moths and bird.
  
  ꨄ︎ Kit of Skyclan / Mentored by N/A
  ꨄ︎ Sister to Berrykit and Ducklingkit / Daughter to Chrysalisgaze and Starlingtrail
  ꨄ︎ 6 moons; ages on the 1st of every month (updated 12/8/2025)
  ꨄ︎ speech thought action
  ꨄ︎ peaceful/healing powerplay permitted
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