oleanderkit
and at once i knew.. i was not magnificent
{$title} two kittens find company in each other's presence on an unusually nice winter day (inspired by the oddly warm weather in my area irl); however, unlike the typical high energy expected from kittens this age, both children are completely and utterly silent. what's going on inside their little minds?
There's something special about the weather today, a particular relative warmth to set apart today from all others. It's a day that Oleanderkit doens't particularly want to spend holed away in the nursery, like he has been this past moon. The kitten sits a tail-length from the entrance of his home-den, golden eyes resting steadily into the empty air between passerbys. Not many days are particularly bad to a kitten so 'unbothered'. Today is especially not too bad.
He wasn't expecting company; he never asked for it, never glanced at another's way with a welcoming tilt of his head nor brushed against another kit on his way out. On the other paw, though, he doesn't explicitly object when a familiar presence settles down next to him, wrapping their tail around their paws in a similar fashion. Oleanderkit doesn't need to crane his head or side-eye the body sat alongside him - three moons in a shared nest means the kitten's milk-and-dirt smell and quiet breathing is engrained in the boy's head.
Hello, Maggotkit. An unspoken greeting, displayed only by a small flick of Oleanderkit's tail, and the gentle easing of his tense shoulders. His mouth does not twitch into a smile, but he recognizes the simple joy that comes from time spent with another, and knows that the unspeaking Maggotkit does too. Why else would bug join him?
A soft breeze blows through camp, ruffling the downy fur that has finally began to thicken as he grows. Somewhere around camp, Oleanderkit's swiveling ears catch the soft drop, drop of melting snow. Just outside of camp, perhaps, he hears the chatter of a returning patrol, musing about their day and the rodents that have come out to scavenge this fine day; or perhaps the lackthereof, given the scarcity of ShadowClan's wildlife. Do you hear it too, Maggotkit? he wonders, letting his eyes half-close contently. What a nice day it is to share another's company, without a word spoken. He can only assume his sibling feels the same.
He wasn't expecting company; he never asked for it, never glanced at another's way with a welcoming tilt of his head nor brushed against another kit on his way out. On the other paw, though, he doesn't explicitly object when a familiar presence settles down next to him, wrapping their tail around their paws in a similar fashion. Oleanderkit doesn't need to crane his head or side-eye the body sat alongside him - three moons in a shared nest means the kitten's milk-and-dirt smell and quiet breathing is engrained in the boy's head.
Hello, Maggotkit. An unspoken greeting, displayed only by a small flick of Oleanderkit's tail, and the gentle easing of his tense shoulders. His mouth does not twitch into a smile, but he recognizes the simple joy that comes from time spent with another, and knows that the unspeaking Maggotkit does too. Why else would bug join him?
A soft breeze blows through camp, ruffling the downy fur that has finally began to thicken as he grows. Somewhere around camp, Oleanderkit's swiveling ears catch the soft drop, drop of melting snow. Just outside of camp, perhaps, he hears the chatter of a returning patrol, musing about their day and the rodents that have come out to scavenge this fine day; or perhaps the lackthereof, given the scarcity of ShadowClan's wildlife. Do you hear it too, Maggotkit? he wonders, letting his eyes half-close contently. What a nice day it is to share another's company, without a word spoken. He can only assume his sibling feels the same.
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OLEANDERKIT he/him, shadowclan kit 03 moons old.
a short, well-groomed pale feline with a lilac overcoat and grey stripes
mentored by none // mentoring none
littermate to elderkit, deathberrykit, goldenrodkit, maggotkit, and centipedekit
half-sibling to cloudberrypaw, mistletoepaw, and hemlockpaw
CICADABUZZ x WISTERIASTRIKE // father/mother to none // mated to none
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penned by IXORA ↛ .ixora on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
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