Open Prompt Camp Late Nights Are For Lonely People ♢ Kitsitting

[Hollowmist's iconHollowmist]

{$title} Taking place after the invasion?! thread, Hollowmist tries to calm the kits down with a song

♢Worried 'Bout The Future

Ain't Fuckin' With The Past♢

♫♪♫
It had been a chore to get all the nursery kits to some semblance of calm after the scare earlier in the stormy night. The shaking and sounds of pawsteps thundering on the ground had been all too real but still there was no physical sign of anything amiss. Hollowmist would be lying if it said this didn't unnerve them and it was certain many of the kits were feeding off the nervous energy of the warriors.

"Shhh, it's alright everyone..." The chimera murmured before wrapping their tail around the kit at their side. They had kitsit enough for their sister Halfshade before to have at least an idea of how to calm a kitten. "Hollowmist is here to watch over you. No one will hurt you, I promise."

It squinted in the dim light of the nursery, good eye straining to take count of who was looking or had already settled down on their own. A few were watching curiously, perhaps more enthralled with a stranger in the nursery than the strange sounds outside. A faint smile crossed their maw for a moment before Hollowmist began to sing softly.

"We lay my love and I beneath the weeping willow
But now alone I lie and weep beside the tree"

Perhaps a bit morbid lyrics-wise, but the rhythm was soft and slow- and hopefully, would lull the little ones to sleep.

Ain't Got No Time To Waste On Bullshit

♢

You Know I Gotta Keep My Head On Straight

• ooc: singing a lullaby for the kits! Mostly open for kits/caretakers, but anyone can pop in and overhear Hollow singing if you'd like
• 
  Hollowmist
  — Thief of Shadowclan
  — It/They
  "SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
  — A LH Black/Fawn Chimera W/ High White (LaPerm)
  #a7767c

 

[MIREPURR]

Why must nighttime be so much more dangerous than its shinier counterpart? Mirepurr is still reeling from being forced awake, heart still thundering an unsteady rhythm. It does no good for one's health... at least nobody got hurt, not physically anyway, and they ought to feel thankful for that.

They do a circular check-up around camp, hoping to soothe nerves. They cannot do much — a mere brush of a tail or soft murmur is not nearly enough to chase away any leftover fear and paranoia — but it is truly the least they could do. Mirepurr hates to see their Clanmates in disarray. And if there really is something out there despite all the signs pointing to the contrary, they must be ready...

Next comes the nursery. Mirepurr deliberately slows down their own hurried pace and takes on a more relaxed posture, so as to avoid startling any of the caretakers or kits. They had gotten the worst of the scare after all. Minus any of the adventurous souls who just wish to participate in something exciting; if you ask Mirepurr, they have had enough excitement to last a lifetime.

"Everyone alright in here?"

They trail off, not wishing to interrupt the song they just now realize. It's Hollowmist, no doubt comforting the kittens and lulling them into sleep, and they stop in awe.

It is only after a pause in the lullaby that Mirepurr dares to speak.

"You've got a really pleasant singing voice."

 

[Stoatpaw]

——————————————— Together, we'll make our way home ✦

Stoatkit had seen Hollowmist around camp before, only at a glance, afar, or simply seeing their name in conversations she caught glimpses of. It had a rather intriguing appearance, stirring Stoatkit's curiosity about it. Of course, she was surprised to have watched Hollowmist approach the nursery after the awful things rattling the earth sent panic all around the camp. Stoatkit watched from near the entrance as it entered the nursery, greeting the caretakers and settling down, talking to and comforting the other kits.

The night was still high, and the moon filtered in through the entrance, barely lighting the nursery as Hollowmist tried to soothe and wrangle the other kittens, its gaze falling on Stoatkit for a moment before it continued to address everyone else, settling down. Stoatkit was curious to say the least, everything about that ngith was confusing and jarring and someone new in the nursery was a little offutting but it seemed kind enough - wrapping a big fluffy tail around one of the other kits. While panic was still gnawing desperately at her chest, a tired feeling weighed on her mind; she wanted nothing more than to doze back off and, well, Hollowmist's fir did seem rather soft...

Tentatively, Stoatkit approached the warrior, curiosity sparkling in her eyes. It was easier to see what they spoke up close, "No one will hurt you, I promise.". Her gaze flitted to the entrance and back to Hollowmist. She loved the caretakers dearly, but an actual warrior in the nursery eased that fear that gnawed in her chest. If there were anything dangerous, it would keep them safe. Resigned to the drowsiness that began to pull on her eyes, she padded closer to the warrior and curled up close to it, letting out a tired little huff as she did. Absently, Stoatkit leant her head against Hollowmist, its pelt soft and comforting in a way. Almost like those big woolly things she and her father saw at the barn place.

Though Stoatkit was surprised a feeling like purring reverberated through Hollowmist, but more rhythmic, almost how it felt to lay against her father's side when he spoke, were they... singing? She held her breath for a moment, it must be. She never got to hear another cat sing, she never would, but there was still comfort in the warmth of the droning hum, reverberations of song throughout someones whole body. It was her own way to experience a song, and she loved it; curling up closer to Hollowmist as her eyes grew heavier. The kitten barely even reacting as Mirepurr wandered into the nursery too, she could see through lidded eyes they were speaking, but with back to the moon she couldn't make out what it was. But the comfort of the warriors being there to protect them all was something that soothed the fear clung to her.

——— While you were sleeping,

Everything changed at once. ———

• 
  Stoatkit
  ✦—Shadowclan kit | 5 Moons
  ✦—She/Her
  ✦—"SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
  ✦—A slender white cat with faint lilac markings and blue eyes.
  #96d5f1
  ⤷ Written by Phoenix