PAFP Camp RC lesson number one // kits

[Wavesong]

{$title} wavesong is repeating rules she hopes her kits still remember! she will also be adding onto that now that they're growing older :) any kit is welcome to join! any apprentice too, if they want. Any warriors as well, lmao. Just so long she can teach her kits too

The ocean is in my soul,
And it's pulling me back to shore.
I'm letting go of the weight that's dragging me down.

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Her wee guppies... Stars above, they were growing so big now. Soon she would have to let them spread their wings and find their own place in the world, just as she had with her children before. Even if some had been lost to her. A breath caught in her throat as her thoughts dipped toward Adder. She wanted him to meet his brood... To know them the way Crescentmoon had known him, the way she had known him. She wanted her babies to see the love and strength he carried. But... No. She would not sink herself in sadness. Not while her living treasures needed her.

Wavesong shook her head and lifted her chin with a bright smile, leaning forward to let her gaze sweep over each of her kits. Oh, how proud they made her. " Alright, ye wee rascals. Yer growin' big an' strong, so let's see if ye still remember what ma's been teachin' ye. I'mma be repeatin' it again, aye? " A glimmer of playful challenge danced in her sea-blue eyes. " Rule number one: Don't go near th'water alone. Th'river's a friend, but she's a wild one too. Respect her. An' always have a buddy with ye. " Her tone sharpened just a little as she cast a pointed look toward the troublemakers who knew exactly who they were.

" Rule number two: If somethin' hurts, ye tell me straight away. No hidin' wounds, no coughin' into yer tail. Mama can't fix what she doesn't know about. " She tucked her paws beneath her, fluffing up against the chilly wind sweeping camp. " Rule number three: No wanderin' beyond camp without a warrior. " Her voice softened, a tremor of worry under the motherly firm. " Adventure may be fun, until somethin' dangerous comes stalkin' yer path. "

Finally, she gave each of them a warm, lingering look. " And remember, ye treat every cat with respect... Until they show they don't deserve it. " There was steel behind the softness in her tone. Wavesong let silence settle just a moment, pride swelling in her chest as she watched their ears perk and tails twitch. " Now then... " she purred, eyes bright with challenge. " Which o' ye clever guppies can tell me what I just said? "

Speech, thoughts/emphasis

42 MOONS

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RIVERCLANNER

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ooc: wait until atleast 2 of the kits have replied aa <3

 

[Dawnkit]

DAWNKIT
HE/HIM
1 MOON
RIVERCLAN KIT
SPEECH | THOUGHTS | PHYSICAL

PENNED BY PLOT

Dawnkit wasn't one of Wavesong's wee guppies, but the caregiver had always been nice to Mama and helped him and Bravekit out when they needed it. All her kits were older than him and Bravekit too, but Dawnkit didn't really care much - he liked hanging out with them, and more importantly, he liked listening to Wavesong's voice. It was comforting, and so when he heard her begin to give her children a little speech on safety, he crept to the edge of his nest and peered out, little ears wiggling as he watched and listened.

He rested his chin on his paws as he poked over the edge, nodding along to each point.

"River... friend," he murmured under his breath. "Wild friend." Like Jasperkit or Pricklekit, maybe? He considered all the kits in the nursery to be his friends, regardless of what they may think of the little tag-along.

"Mama... fix." This one was easy. Why wouldn't he try and make sure Mama knew if something was wrong?

"Wanderin'... warrior." Now he was beginning to get a bit turned around. Did warriors wander? Would Mama go wandering? He shrank back a little. If Mama went wandering, he'd want to go with her.

"Re... respect," he murmured finally. Not sure what that one was, but it seemed really important. Maybe he'd ask Mama, or one of Wavesong's guppies, once they'd finished their lesson.

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