PAFP Camp SC This mailbox is mine. And this triagonal sign. // Sneaking Prey

[Silverpaw Silverpaw]

——————————— From here you like like ants in a row.✦

Silverkit curled at the warm belly of their mother, kneeding contentedly with a rumble of a purr in their throat. The nursery was growing cramped at this point; they and many of their siblings were far, far larger than any of the other kittens. That snivelling kit of that snotty caretaker looked tiny next to them! So, it made existing in there really rather a nuisance.

Instead, the white speckled cat padded from the nursery, stretched with a yawn. Their whiskers twitched as something else rumbled; hunger. Silverkit's face contorted in pain. How cramped it was in the nursery meant their legs had been in a whole bunch of pain, but this was something else. An awful, gnawing sensation.

Mama said they needed more food, deserved it even! They were strong young kittens preparing to become even stronger apprentices in some moons. So, with that on their mind, they padded towards the fresh kill pile. It was pathetic-looking. Some lizards, slimy awful frogs, and- Ah! A juicy, fresh-smelling squirrel. Their mouth watered; someone must have finally picked themselves up and found something good! Greedy little eyes bored into the auburn pelt, they dipped their head and looked around, carefully and slowly moving towards it.

See, the kittens already had their meal, the clan gathered together to eat what little they had. But Silverkit was still hungry, and if they had to sit with that sensation, they would throw a fit. They deserved the food more than these ungrateful, useless warriors. If they were a warrior, they would just get better at hunting, so no one had to starve. Even if it took lying or stealing, Silverkit didn't care about the other clans. Shadowclan was all that mattered.

So why these cowards hadn't taken to stealing prey was besides them, but what they did know was this squirrel was theirs! Maybe they would share with a littermate if they wanted, but no other snivelling cat deserved it as much as they and their siblings did. Amberkit and Ghostkit were still so tiny, they especially needed to fatten up more, or they'd be scrawny things.

Dragging the squirrel away from the prey pile, drool dripping from the corner of their mouth in the unquenchable hunger. Until they padded proudly into the nursery and looked to their siblings with a rumbling purr. "Look what I got us!" Silverkit grinned, eyes narrowed as they cast their glance to the other kits, smug as if they had caught it themself. "C'mon and eat, 'cause otherwise I'm gonna eat it all." They sat with that announcement, lowering their head and greedily tearing into flesh. They couldn't care less about the other kittens or caretakers, if they couldn't survive with their own merit or intelligence, well, there was simply no helping them! It wasn't Silverkit's problem.

—— It doesn't a killer to murder,

It only takes the reason for the kill. ——

• Let one of the other kits reply first!! @Ghostkit @Amberkit @COUGARKIT @silentkit @Obsisidankit
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  Silverkit
  ✦—Shadowclan kitten | 4 moons
  ✦—They/Them
  ✦—"SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
  ✦—A stocky blue rosette tabby with Finnish roan spotting and mismatched eyes.
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[Ghostpaw]

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GHOSTKIT

SHADOWCLAN

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SHE/THEY

04 MOONS

DINGO

Ghostkit blinked open their eyes slowly, piercing red pinpricks that peered out the nursery as they heard a sort of dragging noise which turned out to be one of their littermates, Silverkit, who had what looked to be a squirrel? Her belly rumbled at the sight and she instantly crawled out of their mother's nest to go join Silverkit by the carcass. "Yum! You caught that yourself?" She didn't doubt her siblings' abilities to do so afterall, they were all big, bigger than her at least and all six of them were strong! Silverkit could easily take down a dumb squirrel.

Her tongue flicked hungrily as she sniffed at the prey before beginning to take some for herself too, stripping away at little bits of flesh. "We should all go hunting together, I bet we could catch lots for mama" And for themselves too obviously, having a nice full belly again sounded delightful! This squirrel was certainly hitting the spot but if all six of them ate it surely it'd be gone within heartbeats, they needed something more.

They deserved something more. That's what mama always said.

You got a whole lotta' nerve and a whole lotta' spite.

A solid blue x black smoke rosette ghost tabby chimera with low white and finnish roan spotting. Has striking blood red eyes with golden rings around the pupils

Littermate to OBSIDIANKIT, AMBERKIT, SILENTKIT, SILVERKIT and COUGARKIT
Daughter of JADETHORN, WOLFPACK and COALSTRIKE
Mentored by No one yet...
"speech" // "thoughts" // #eb5050