Open Camp ShadowClan Do you love me yet? / intro

[Saffronkit Saffronkit]

{$title} saffron is still positive and friendly....... for now >:). Come meet ya baby.

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She walked out of the nursery, looking around. Familiar scents, a few familiar faces. She had relied solely on smell for her earliest memories, learning their names and faces later after her blue eyes opened to the wake of Timberfrost laying with her in the nursery. Her memories started with scent, the scent of a group around her, muffled voices the only thing she remembers for what was said. Not that it matters, she knows that she was named that day, and she puffs out her chest in pride at the thought.

Her small paws are not graceful, she seems to trip over her own feet at times, her gait uneven. She knows not to leave the nursery, not to disobey papa. She would feel great shame if she upset her papa after all. But there's a big world beyond the nursery, and there's been so many unfamiliar voices that have radiated into the nursery she just has to see. She's curious, memories of her past, her founding --- gone. The earliest tangible memory she has is in Vanillathorn's maw, the clan gathered around her. It's a blur why she is there in the first place, but she doesn't dwell on it much --- at least not now. Questions will come later, when her mind starts to fill in the gaps.

For now though, Shadowclan is her home --- the only one she has ever known. She is curious, sniffing the air with every step she takes --- her clumsy paws slipping against the Earth of her camp. She's awkward, her legs and paws growing faster than the rest of her. She pauses for a few moments, looking around the camp.

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ooc Information

• ooc: "meow"
  open to all! Come meet ya baby
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  SAFFRONKIT — SHE/THEY/IT ･ 2 MOONS ･ KIT OF SHADOWCLAN

  a smaller than average primarily auburn calico molly with blue eyes. Has been
  blessed
  by Starclan... but is it really a blessing if your family has been scattered? Each of her siblings have been taken to another clan, Hollykit, Branchkit, Pricklekit, and Skykit. She will know naught of them, only being embraced by her new life and new family in Shadowclan.

 

[Stoatstream Stoatstream]

SOMETHING SACRED

HIDES IN EVERY DROP OF DEW

The warrior was making her way back to her nest, ready to curl up again after stirring awake with pangs of hunger. It was infrequent at most that she awoke at this hour of the day, unless Wolfpack deemed it necessary to go on a day patrol.

But as the ivory molly padded through camp, movement caught her eye. At first, she assumed it to be Jadethorn's bunch of bra- kittens. Though as she actually turned to the tiny figure, she froze a little to realise it was little Saffronkit. A smile parted her maw as Stoatstream's expression softened.

As she approached the little scrap of fur, she couldn't help but chuckle to herself, recalling her own actions at that age. She was much the same, dead set on leaving the nursery and proving her independence. Now she could really see why everyone was fervent in shuffling her back to her father.

"Does father know you're out here, Saffron?" She purred warmly, looking down at the kitten with a kind smile. Until she took a moment to look about the camp, remembering the awe of seeing it for the first time in its full beauty. "You don't have to rush to see everything, they won't be going anywhere."

Stoatstream didn't speak harshly to the kitten, but with almost an understanding, as she sat at the side of the tiny scrap of brown fur. "But, then again, learning where everything is isn't a bad thing." The warrior giggled lightly. She had learned the camp by her own paws, at the side of Flea. The camp was less determined to keep kittens in the nursery than it was, while everything was a little more lax.

But, nowadays, with the seasons cooling and predator birds growing desperate for prey, she knew even more so than to leave the kitten alone out in the open. It was a bitter thought, but she would much rather enjoy some of her waking hours with her father's newest kitten, her little sister.

YOU'RE MORE THAN STAINED GLASS ​

OOC -

YOU'RE THE LIGHT THAT COMES THROUGH ​

STOATSTREAM She/Her, Shadowclan Thief, 12 moons old.
A slender white cat with lilac markings and dark blue eyes.
Mentored by Sablestar // mentoring none
Sibling to Fleafire, Monsterpaw and Saffronkit
Timberfrost x Oleander (Gen 3) / mated to none
"SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK, PAWSPEAK
penned by Pheo ↛ phoenixwashere on Discord, feel free to dm for plots.