Open Camp TRUST I SEEK = [ rta / spring bugs ]

[nightkit]

Nightkit finds that their territory is pleasant enough. Of course, she has not known anything differently, has not made it past the borders of camp. If nothing else, she is a rule-follower. But there are little wonders that find their way into camp anyways, things that make her sit and cock her head and stare at them. Other kits might find her weird, or too quiet, or reserved- but that isn't the truth. She is watching. She knows, if nothing else. She knows. Nightkit's eyes, now, are settled on something crawling over her paw and up it.

A bug with a deep brown body and wide, flaring legs, little antennae fluttering to and fro. Nightkit watches for a moment, before picking up her paw, tilting it and letting it fall to the ground. The bug fluttered down, hopelessly scattering itself- before her paw comes down and traps it. This entertains her, she finds, a hint of thrill in her heart flaring. Golden eyes widen at the thought, and while she doesn't grin, does not let that big emotion free of her chest, she does this again. The bug scuttles up her arm, trying to escape from the impending doom it finds itself attached to regardless, and-

Her paw lifts, and comes down. Harder, this time. The bug is squished, silenced. A hum leaves her at this, pushing to her paws. Spiked mane is shaken out, body stretching as she turns her head towards the nearest observer. Nightkit knew she'd probably be watched- someone is always watching them in camp- but being watched this closely was a little unnerving. "What?" She questions them.

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• NIGHTKIT she/her, kit of shadowclan, four moons.
  ☆ a sh black torbie with no white, golden eyes, and an unkempt 'mane' lining her head and back of neck. looks at you with intense eyes, and is normally reserved but not quiet.
  ☆ mentored by who / mentoring no one
  ☆ embersnarl xx palefern | sister to lightkit
  ☆ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ☆ penned by dallas ↛ dallasofnines on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

 

[Stoatpaw]

——————————————— Together, we'll make our way home ✦

Sleeping in the den had started to become... Lonely. Stoatpaw found herself seeking company more and more the longer time passed within the clan, while she wasn't as close with most of the clan, with those few she held close, she still sought their company in some way. Even if, in this case, it was sleeping out in the camp, or trying to. The apprentice was curled up on a warm rock, one she often gravitated to for its smooth surface, though it was smaller than it use to be - or well, she's larger than it now. Despite that, she tried her best to doze off, exhaustion nipping at her eyes from the training of the night and the long walks and patrols she had joined lately. Lounging in camp was a luxury she always tried to enjoy.

But as her eyes fluttered, trying to sleep, her sights fell onto a little torbie, Nightkit. She only saw the other when she visited the nursery to bring the caretakers food or see how her father and brother were. So to see her out in the camp when she was still there, it was a pleasant surprise. She'd grown quite a bit, still far from her size once she would join Stoat as an apprentice, but seemed well. Though the kitten seemed entranced with something. Stoatpaw had to squint a little, the sun veering across her vision, not sure what Nightkit had. Curiosity was something the apprentice wouldn't ignore, so picking herself up from her stone, hoping no one would lay claim to her dozing place, she padded over to the kitten.

Of course, just in time to watch as Nightkit went from picking up and dropping a squirming little bug, before promptly letting it fall to the floor and crushing it underpaw. Stoatpaw cringed a little, but was surprised as Nightkit, big golden eyes meeting her own, looked up questioningly. She blinked, a little jarred from the last couple of seconds, before sighing a little. "Why are you squishing bugs, Nightkit?" The apprentice questioned, sitting not far from the kitten, eyes flickering up as a dragonfly bumbled about in the air, darting too and fro. The cooler months meant she hadn't really gotten to witness the wildlife of the pocosin in full force, so with new leaf in swing, the critters fluttering everywhere made her eyes glitter.

——— While you were sleeping,

Everything changed at once. ———

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  Stoatpaw
  ✦—Shadowclan apprentice | 7 Moons
  ✦—She/Her
  ✦—"SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
  ✦—A slender white cat with faint lilac markings and blue eyes.
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  ⤷ Written by Phoenix ​