Open WindClan Tell the stars I'm looking // open

[Cricketkit Cricketkit]

{$title} oops, lil cricket stole something shiny out of a nest, tsk tsk tsk

Pawsteps padded softly across the ground, slow and careful as they crept away from the nest she'd just been digging in. Between her jaws, something shiny glinted in the light, firmly gripped, absolutely not up for negotiation. It was going back with her, safely hidden away in the little hoard she'd claimed as her own. It was stupid, really. Everyone else had grown up, gotten their 'paw' names, and here she was, still a kit, just because she was " too young. " Too young. Pah...

She was sneaky. The sneakiest. Even with her... complication. One ear flicked, and she paused, lifting her head, her good eye narrowing sharply as she scanned the shadows. Left? Right? Nothing. Perfect.

Tail high like a proud little flag, she crept on, stalking toward the nursery with a smirk hidden behind her prize. This was important. This was hers. Just one more shiny thing for the pile. One more bit of light for the dark. She was good at this. No, she was great at this. Nobody would catch her. Not this time.

WITH SHORTNESS OF BREATH ☆ YOU EXPLAINED THE INFINITE

• "speech"
  

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• CRICKET she/her, windclan, five moons.
  ☆ a lh diluted tortie with blue eyes and unruly fur / petite and scarred
  ☆ mentored by nobody yet
  ☆ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / always tag @lionharted
  ☆ penned by lionharted↛ LionheartedPhoenix on discord, feel free to dm for plots / click for toyhou.se

 

[Molewhisker Molewhisker]

——————— Does the wind feel a gladness at the work that it's done?

With their various attempts to befriend the Windclan cats, Molewhisker's sleep schedule had begun to shift. While they were still apprehensive to leave their nest during the day, helping with den maintenance and tunnels in the moors meant they grew accustomed to the sun, if only a little. But they knew not to push it, ready to head to their nest and rest a little before the sun set, and headed back out to help hunt for the clan.

That was, until something caught its eye. One of the little fellows, not one of Owl's lot but one that always caught Molewhisker off guard with the occasional glimpse. It threw them off the strikingly similar markings of the kitten to their own, albeit she seemed to be a tortie rather than anything. But more intriguingly, this time was her behaviour. She seemed to be sneaking about, about as well as a kitten really can, though if it recalled, she wasn't long off being apprenticed.

Still, Molewhisker watched curiously, seeing something shiny glint in her grasp. Their head tilted, what did the little thing have? She seemed to be trying to sneak away with it, so their fur bristled a little if she might have been stealing from nests, it wasn't as if shiny trinkets were plentiful in the camp, only really in nests or towards the edges of the moorlands. Usually, they were one to keep out of others' business, but either this kitten was stealing from nests or had been leaving camp alone, and either way, they couldn't leave such a thing unaddressed.

Their paws thudded against the ground, they were never a quiet walker as they prioritised strength over stealth. They looked at the kitten curiously. "Cricketkit." Their voice was still the same gentle monotone as it usually was. "I happened to notice your new little trinket. Where had you managed to find such a well polished thing?" They avoided sounding accusatory; it was never pleasant to be accused of stealing without rhyme or reason. Molewhisker knew that as much, but still they tried to lead Cricket to some kind of admittance. It wasn't sure where she had found the trinket, but they knew some of the cats in the clan would not take kindly to little paws swiping trinkets.

——— I won't go making mountains

out of molehills anymore. ———

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  Molewhisker
  ✦—Windclan tunneller
  ✦—They/It
  ✦—"SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
  ✦—A soft-spoken, small, red and blue chimera with overly long whiskers.
  #9D9D9D

 

[Cricketkit Cricketkit]

See, there was no way she could-- " Ah-- Featherwhiskers!!! " The voice startled her so badly she jumped into the air, paws flailing for half a heartbeat before she spun to face the sound. Her good eye was wide, alarmed, and then-- Oh no. Molewhisker! She froze, ears flatting back slightly, the trinket still glinting between her teeth. Caught. Red-pawed. Drats. Okay. Okay okay okay. She could fix this. Somehow. Probably. She wiggled in place, then managed to squeeze a smile onto her muzzle, a trembling, crooked little thing, weirdly shaped around the shiny object still clutched between her jaws.

" Mowewifker... " she mumbled through the trinket, voice muffled but determined. Her eye still wide, still full of panic, but the smile? Oh, it was trying so hard to be innocent. " How vewy-- " she stopped herself, turned, and delicately placed the trinket at her paws, tail subtly sweeping behind her to nudge it out of sight. Then she turned back around, planting the biggest smile on her face, one that showed off her slightly broken tooth with pride. " How nice! How nice to see you! " she squeaked brightly. " This? This comes from my h-- nest. In the nursery. Sometimes I walk around with it, because then it feels like I have a little light protecting me from the dark! B... Because mama and papa aren't... " she stammered out, her heart clenching painfully at the memory but the smile still at place.

Tail still shifting, still hiding her treasure, she straightened her back and tried her best at dignity. " I was just… just headed back to my nest! " she chirped. " Nothing strange at all. Totally normal! Yep! " She blinked up at them. Please don't take it, please don't take it, please don't take it...

WITH SHORTNESS OF BREATH ☆ YOU EXPLAINED THE INFINITE

• "speech"
  

• 

• CRICKET she/her, windclan, five moons.
  ☆ a lh diluted tortie with blue eyes and unruly fur / petite and scarred
  ☆ mentored by nobody yet
  ☆ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / always tag @lionharted
  ☆ penned by lionharted↛ LionheartedPhoenix on discord, feel free to dm for plots / click for toyhou.se