Private Camp SC uncle's gonna buy you a diamond ring // amethyst

[Grayflight]

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Blacktree and Dunehusk hadn't ever "officially" adopted Amethystkit, but Grayflight still viewed himself as the young cat's uncle. Blacktree, no doubt, cared for the kit as if he were any other in the nursery, perhaps a little more, but her pain over Pine no doubt prevented her from truly accepting another child when the cat arrived.

Grayflight, however, viewed Amethystkit as nothing but a blessing, and through the moons of the kit's young life, he'd always ensured to save a few of the more sparkly trinkets or tasty treats for his adoptive nephew. And now, Amethystkit was nearly at apprenticing age, and he couldn't believe the young kit had grown so fast.

"Morning," he mewed, padding into the nursery. He dropped the mouse in front of his sister, who tucked in gratefully, and then looked to Amethystkit.

"Amethyst," he said, smiling. "Wanna come pick a trinket?" He'd brought back a small pile, which waited just outside the nursery.

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OOC

Tagging: @Amethystkit

BIO

ShadowClan Thief
60 moons || he/him
SPEECH || THOUGHTS

 

[Amethystkit]

๋࣭ ⭑✶⋆.˚ AMETHYSTKIT ๋࣭ ⭑✶⋆.˚

meow

Despite what Grayflight thought, Amethystkit felt loved, surrounded by his family, whether adoptive or blood-related didn't matter to the young tom. Most of the time, he felt warm and safe, tucked in the nursery against Blacktree's body. Despite being almost apprentice aged, he still enjoyed his momma's warmth against his body.

Amethystkit raised his head as a shadow fell over the nursery's entrance only to be met with his uncle's kind face. "Hi Grayflight!" the kitten bounced up to his paws, ready to touch his nose against the other's shoulder.

"Trinket?" the kitten jumped around at the suggestion. "Yeah!"

He wasn't really into keeping things, but shiny trinkets still intrigued him, especially if they were gifts. On bouncy paws, Amethystkit followed Grayflight outside the nursery, only blinking at Blacktree to let her know that he's going out with his uncle.

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[Grayflight]

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"I'll watch over him," he assured his sister, before padding out with the kit just behind him. As promised, just outside the nursery he'd selected a few trinkets and laid them out for the kit to pick from. The shiny stick from Twolegplace was firmly staked in the ground by his nest, and it was far too large for Amethystkit to reasonably drag around, and the skull had seemed too macabre for the start to a potential collection. No, Amethystkit needed something smaller, something safer, and something more befitting of him than most of the Twoleg scrap he'd found lately.

His first offering was a little rock, not as sparkly as the ones he found with Stoatstream, with a bit of a golden band around the purple rock. [OOC: costume jewelry - made of plastic]

The second was another twoleg twig, this one wooden, with a chewy pink end and a darker sharpened one. The sharp bit was dull enough that it should pose no danger to the kit. [OOC: a wooden pencil]

Third, a large shiny Twoleg leaf, colorful on one side and silver on the other, with little crumbs of fat and salt still remaining. [OOC: a torn open potato chip bag]

And lastly, a circular vine made of Twoleg pelt, all bundled together. When he tugged at one end, it stretched a bit before returning to its former state, and though the Twoleg pelt was dirty, it was clear that at one point it must have been quite colorful. [OOC: a hair scrunchie]

"Well?" he asked brightly, waving his tail to the assortment. "Take whichever you like!"

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BIO

ShadowClan Thief
60 moons || he/him
SPEECH || THOUGHTS

 

[Amethystkit]

๋࣭ ⭑✶⋆.˚ AMETHYSTKIT ๋࣭ ⭑✶⋆.˚

meow

Amethystkit follow Grayflight out of the nursery where several treasuers lay spread for him to choose from. The kitten's eyes grew wide with wonder. "I can choose any of these?"

How was he even meant to pick, when each one was different from the other, different shapes and colours and textures? "Can I try them before picking?" Amethystkit asked and was met with a nod. And so he sat down next to the trinkets and went one by one.

First, he tried the strange looking rock - it glistened and glinted in the sunlight as Amethystkit rolled it in his paws, the color reminding him of his own eyes - but then the sun reflected at such an angle that the light went straight into his face and Amethystkit shut his eyes quickly. "Ow!" the kitten only opened his eyes as he put the rock back. "Not this one I don't think."

Next there was a strange colorful stick. It was interesting, for sure, and Amethystkit did the only natural thing one does with a stick - he bit into it. It crunched nicely under his teeth, making a satisfying sound. But then the bits hit his tongue and he had to stick it out. "Oh, no." the kitten spat the wooden bits out. "It tastes real bad!"

Third time's the charm? The young cat licked the shiny leaf and then licked his lips in satisfaction - that taste was awesome. The crinkly sound the leaf made when touched was a bit too much, but Amethystkit could live with that. "Maybeeeee." he stretched out the word in thought. "Let's see what the last one is."

Amethystkit wasn't sure how to describe this last piece of treasure - it looked kind of like a flower and kind of like strange ivy. He grabbed it with his paw and pulled on it with his teeth - it streched and streched until he let go and then it returned! Amethystkit jumped in excitement. "How fun!" he exclaimed. "This one! I want this one!"

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