She/Her
3 Moons
RiverClan Kit
PENNED BY Sheogorath
She thinks it must be a good day. A cold day, because she can feel the chill of the wind as it swirls around camp. But warriors are speaking of sunlight and cloudless skies. Bluekit isn't sure what they mean, but their tone makes it clear that many considered this a good thing. For hunting. For sharing tongues. Perhaps for play? Her blue eyes sparkle as she leaps to her clumsy little paws, headed toward the first kit she scents nearby. Sleetkit. Another RiverClanner sure, but not one she knows very well. It was an opportunity to make a new friend!
"Heya! I'm bluh- uhm. Bluekit! Wanna go splash in the water with me?" The runt asks with a toothy grin. She had learned of the shallow, pebbled streams that surround RiverClan's camp, and if she was going to grow up to be a RiverClan warrior, she'd have to get used to getting wet! Even in the chill of leaf-bare. After all, fish were food, not friends! Bluekit shifts slightly when she realizes there's another, larger cat near the nursery. Someone that smelled a bit like her own mother did. Warm and milk-like. "You can come too!" Bluekit offers cheerily. The more the merrier, right?
"Heya! I'm bluh- uhm. Bluekit! Wanna go splash in the water with me?" The runt asks with a toothy grin. She had learned of the shallow, pebbled streams that surround RiverClan's camp, and if she was going to grow up to be a RiverClan warrior, she'd have to get used to getting wet! Even in the chill of leaf-bare. After all, fish were food, not friends! Bluekit shifts slightly when she realizes there's another, larger cat near the nursery. Someone that smelled a bit like her own mother did. Warm and milk-like. "You can come too!" Bluekit offers cheerily. The more the merrier, right?
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