PAFP MARCHING BAND &. intro

[CRUNCHYKIT.]

CRUNCHYKIT
​ i am hungry​

its cold outside. its always been since its been alive, but somehow it gets colder, seeping right into their bones like some uncomfortable feeling that never goes away, a warning or something worse. a promise. but the kit is far too naive and unaware of the dangers of the world to care. its muzzle scrunches, tail swishing back and forth before it begins to hop, until a sneeze makes it tumble forward and fall right into its belly. a frown momentarily fixes on its face before it rubs its nose and gets up, eyes find movement in the corner of its vision. its head tilts and irs body follows with it, falling over once more but not moving this time.

"whats thaaaat? swish swish. such an odd fluffy... it wants the fully. we should get the fluffy, yes yes. fluuuuffy looks... chewy."

she grunts as she pushes over, completing the tumble and getting in her fit, slowly moving as if she cannot be seen. she tries to remain quiet before she leaps, grabbing swishing fur in her paws, claws remaining in. she wasn't good at using those... not like her teeth. her gaze is steady before– chomp!

"nmff vrry ffewey aaff lll! frry... ffffur oouuu oo fiiif wuirls."

it huffs with a mouth filled with fur but it does not let go, and likely won't until its made to.

i have been hungry

✦

i was born hungry

• OOC: please wait for @OWLBARK
  
  translation: "not very fluffy at all! furry! four out of five squirrels."
  
• KEY:
  

  "speech"

  
  

  'thoughts'

  
  attempted action
  

  "other character's speech"

  
  
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  click image for reference!​

  crunchykit is black smoke kitten with bright orange eyes and jagged teeth.
  3 moons old
  afab genderfluid (it/she)
  thunderclan kit
  no current mentor
  

 

[OWLBARK]

Owlbark finds himself lost in thought these days. Leafbare was showing itself more and more in the lack of daylight growing and the frost lingering longer on the blades of grass. Food was going to be harder to find, but the amount of mouths to feed kept growing. He did not want to cross territories, but if it meant not starving then it was a possibility. He thought of Rowanfeather and her herb storage and if Serpentberry would have known how much to prep and if she shared that knowledge with-

He tried to move his tail out of the way instinctively at a quick nip, but found it latched between bee stinger sharp teeth. Owlbark turned his head slowly to look down at a kit. He had not kept up with their current inventory of youngsters - it felt impossible to - and the name of this one slipped his mind. Green eyes narrowed in appraisal of the tiny scrap of fur. "Are you hungry?"

It's an honest question, and he can't tell what the kit is saying with his tail in its mouth. Something about squirrels. What else would a kit chew on a tail for if not for food? If he was needed to grab more prey for the nursery, he would.

ooc: sorry for the mobile post!