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Lionkit had a fierce name, and was named after an even more fearsome tom, but alas fierce her was not. He was two heads taller than most of the other kits and judging by his paws he had a lot of growing left to do.
Despite his size, he was probably the most sweet and gentle tom in the nursery. He dislikes violence, even going so far as to his hide a baby mouse in the den he shared with his mother so it wouldn't be eaten.
Warden of Primal Instinct ♦ High Priest of BrookClan ♦ MedCat of WaterClan
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Post by Primordialhaze on Feb 24, 2019 14:34:21 GMT -5
Fernkit yawned wide. The spunky she-kit rolled about in the den causing the neat warm nest to scatter its feathers and soft moss. She was a trouble maker. The opposite of her brother and yet fiercely connected to him. She knew of her bothers hiding of small prey and gentle ways. She did all she could to protect his kindness but she herself could care less about a small piece of food.
Brokenstride watched the kits quietly, humming gently. Since Wormwoods execution, she had spent most of her time in the nursery, even though her kits were plenty old enough to allow her to leave.
Seeing that his sister was awake, he trotted over with a big goofy grin upon his face. "There you are Fernkit, I thought you were gonna sleep until the sun went to sleep" he purred.
Spying some of the moss that had went flying as she rolled out of be, he squished it into a ball and sent it flying to her "Don't just stand there, you have a lot of play time to make up to me sleepy head"
Warden of Primal Instinct ♦ High Priest of BrookClan ♦ MedCat of WaterClan
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Post by Primordialhaze on Feb 24, 2019 21:54:27 GMT -5
"Its just barely day you silly mouse." she teased in return catching the moss and flicking it back to her sibling. "Besides you were snoring all night keeping me awake. you owed me some beautiy sleep!" She giggled.
The guard's ear twitched back at the sound of their voices from where he sat outside of the den. Great, the runts were awake; they better not come bother him. Singedwolf shifted a few pace away from the entrance just to be sure he'd go undisturbed.
