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Post by novanebula on May 21, 2012 3:43:32 GMT -5
``ROBINKIT && troublekit
the little kit woke from his afternoon nap. he lifted his muzzle and was already wide awake when he opened his eyes to see the nursery around him. he didn't waste anytime to sneak away from his sleeping mother and siblings to go outside and mess around somewhere. as he stepped out of the nursery and into the sunhigh heated clearing he already had a plan of action in mind. blizzardstar! he smiled devilishly as he dashed over to the leader's den.
to make the surprise attack a surprise he hid himself against the bark of the oak entrance and peeked inside to see if the leader was paying attention. in fact no one was in the cave at all.
robinkit frowned with disappointment, but his eye caught another point of interest. the leader's nest. maybe he could put a bug in it or something to freak the leader out. that would be so funny its not even funny! as quick as his little legs could carry him robinkit raced to the other side of the camp to where he found plenty of bugs throughout his time as a kit.
he caught a creepy beetle looking thing that one of the warriors said wasn't poisonous and then brought it back to the leader's nest. he quickly slipped it inside and then spun around. giggling like a little she-kit.
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Post by shiningheart on May 25, 2012 16:03:41 GMT -5
Blizzardstar was padding back into camp with his tail and head held high. The tail was for pride for his catch: a rather large rabbit that was about half the size of himself. He was trying to keep the pristine white tail to keep from dragging on the floor. The kits might like to play with it when whoever eats the rabbit is done.
After depositing the rabbit in the fresh-kill pile, the ThunderClan leader stretched. He'd visit the nursery later. For now, he could do with a good nap. The sun was high in the sky and was warming the camp up pleasantly, making him slightly sleepy. Blizzardstar padded towards his den and stepped into it to stop short. Robinkit was in his den. His den. A glance to his nest showed a beetle trying to bury it's way into the begging.
Blizzardstar shook his head and tried to force a frown on his muzzle, but the corners turned upwards instead of down. "Troublesome kit, aren't you?" he meowed in amusement.
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Post by 4icestar on May 25, 2012 19:01:30 GMT -5
Awaking from a short nap, Iceheart stretched out her limbs and yawned. It had been a tiring day already for the deputy. Iceheart had gone out on two hunting trips and caught a lot of prey. She soon fell asleep with a full stomach in the sun. As her eyes adjusted to the sunlight, she watched Blizzardstar as he pranced into camp. Obviously, he was in a good mood. Iceheart pondered what had happened to get her leader into such a good mood. Perhaps he had had a successful hunting trip? from the looks of it, he had. His jaw was full with a large, fat rabbit: unusual for so early in New-leaf. After he had deposited the rabbit in the fresh-kill pile, she stepped up into his den.
Stretching out each limb one at a time, Iceheart rose from the ivy bed and shook her fur out. Just as she was ready to approach Blizzardstar in his den to compliment his rabbit, she heard him mew "Troublesome kit, aren't you?" One would think that Iceheart wouldn't be able to hear a statement from that far away, but she had abnormally good hearing and it was a very quiet day. It seemed as though the whole forest was asleep. It felt very relaxing. After taking a few deep breaths of new-leaf air, Iceheart was ready to see what Blizzardstar was up too.
Iceheart strolled over to Blizzard stars den and stepped in to see Robinkit sitting next to Blizzardstar's nest. What would he be doing in the leaders den? Iceheart then peered over Blizzardstar's shoulder to see a small beetle crawling around on his nest. She cleared her throat and mewed, "Well, I see our friend Robinkit seems to have gotten into some more trouble this week." Iceheart couldn't hide her slight amusement. Robinkit reminded her of herself when she was a kit.
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Post by novanebula on May 26, 2012 4:09:09 GMT -5
``ROBINKIT && troublekit
Robinkit's green eyes widened as both leader and deputy padded into the den, more with excitment then with fear or surprise. Robinkit, as the center of all mischief, was used to getting caught. Though it was funny to see the reactions of the cats that didnt catch him right away. If something happened and you saw him laughing up a storm, you just knew it had to be the Thunderclan kit.
Though now that he was in front of both the Thunderclan leader and the Thunderclan deputy he just couldnt't stop himself from a stream of questions that just had to be answered or he might explode.
"when am i going to be an apprentice? Whos going to be my mentor? How many battles have you been in? Whats your favorite thing to hunt? Are starclan cats mean like elders because they're so old? Don' t you think its funny that your leader and deputy and your both named after cooled water? Have you ever swam before? Can one of you be mmy mentor? Can you both be my mentor?"
After the folley of questions, robinkit had to tak a deep breath just to keep himself from fainting. When he recovered he looked up at the Thunnderclan leadership and opened his mouth to speek again. Then he seeed to remember tat he had already asked a whole bunch of questioms that still eeded to be answered.
Then his eyes widened again as he leaned forward to ask one last question. "can i choose ravenkits and thistlekits mentors?"
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Post by shiningheart on May 30, 2012 19:05:06 GMT -5
Blizzardstar heard paw-steps come up behind him, and turned his head to see Iceheart approaching. The leader flicked his tail in greeting. "Of course, he wouldn't be Robinkit if he didn't get into trouble more times than once a week." He padded forward until he got to his nest and batted at the beetle, watching curiously as it scuttled away from his paw. "Such tiny things, beetles are... Why are they the favorites for pranks, do you think?"
He looked between the two cats, his deputy and a kit, actually looking like he was expecting an answer. Then Robinkit piped up with all of the questions and Blizzardstar smacked the beetle away from his nest, watching it scurry outside of the den right under Iceheart. "Score!" he meowed with a cheeky smile. He sat down in his nest and decided to answer Robinkit's questions. "When you're six moons old, I haven't decided yet, I've lost count, I like eating mice but find hunting birds a bit more challenging, no one but the medicine cats know since not many living cats have contact with StarClan, I didn't even notice that our names are pretty similar, I've never taken a swim before, possibly, not possible, and of course not!"
He took sighed deeply, having used a single breath to answer all of Robinkit's questions. Then Blizzardstar beamed at Iceheart and meowed brightly, "Your turn, Iceheart! Answer truthfully and honestly, or else this game is no fun!"
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Post by 4icestar on Jun 11, 2012 15:00:04 GMT -5
Iceheart watched Robinkit for to see if he would answer Blizzardstar's question, but instead he seemed to explode. Questions upon questions rattled out of his mouth until he was out of breath and shaking from excitement. Surprised at being bombarded with questions, Iceheart looked to Blizzardstar to see him quite amused. Before Iceheart has time to reply, Blizzardstar answered all of Robinkit's answers smoothly and without stopping to take a breath. At the end of his answers, he took a deep breath, sighed and looked to Iceheart. "Your turn, Iceheart! Answer truthfully and honestly, or else this game is no fun!"
Looking from Robinkit's excited face to Blizzardstar's amused smirk, Iceheart took a deep breath and smoothly mewed, "Six moons. About 7 or 8 large battles. Blizzardstar and I will decide. Some cats are born cranky and they'll stay like that. I like to hunt birds because I can practice climbing if they fly into a tree (I love to climb). Never really thought of that before, but it is strange. I have swam and I like to swim. Possibly. Probably not. And of course not." Iceheart took a deep breath after mewing something that long. Although she may be amused, Robinkit still needed to be punished for placing a beetle into Blizzardstar's nest.
Deciding on a punishment, Iceheart mewed, "Robinkit, back to your regular punsihment. Today I'd like you to spend your time with the elders as their personal servant. Do what they say and don't get into trouble." Although she meant that to be menacing, Iceheart couldn't hide her amusement. I wonder if he'll always be getting into trouble.
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Post by novanebula on Jun 12, 2012 16:06:16 GMT -5
``ROBINKIT && troublekit
Robinkits eyes widened with excitement as the leader and deputy both began to answer his questions. He loved this game. Asking a long string of questions that takes his breath away and then takes the breath away from the answerer. As they both finished up he began to crack up on the floor. Amazing. Just amazing what adult cats will answer to the silliest of questions. OF COURSE he couldn't choose Ravenkit's and Thrushkit's mentors. OF COURSE he couldn't have both of them as mentors. It was just simply amazing.
Then the deciding of the punishment. He stopped mid-breath and opened his eyes wide. Quickly he stood up and shook his head. "What? It was a joke! Meh... Ohkay!"
His eyes brightened at hearing his punishment. The elders. He LOVED visiting the elders. They always told him stories, even if they did ask him to look through their nests and bring them food. It was fine. He enjoyed helping the elders out and so it wasn't really much of a punishment. He could still cause trouble if he wanted to anyway. It was just in his nature.
As he was walking out he spun around for one last question. "No seriously. When do I turn six moons?"
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Post by shiningheart on Jun 23, 2012 14:33:16 GMT -5
Blizzardstar smirked when Robinkit protested his punishment. He knew the kit secretly liked helping the elders; all kits eventually did. When Robinkit started to leave, he started to count down in his head. 'Three, two, on...' Right on queue, the kitten turned around and asked when he'd be six moons old. "Why don't you ask your mother? I'm sure she'd love to tell you the painful, bloody story of your birth." he teased with a smirk.
That's when he realized something. Something very, very, important. He hadn't decided on mentors for any of the three kits. With shifty eyes, Blizzardstar motioned with his tail for Robinkit to come back in. "Hey Robinkit! Just out of curiosity, who would you choose to mentor your siblings?" And he really was curious.
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Post by 4icestar on Jun 26, 2012 23:02:20 GMT -5
Iceheart watched with amusement as Robinkit accepted his "punishment." She knew he loved to help the elders, but she figured giving him something to do would keep him occupied enough to stay out of trouble....for now. The day after his job would be done Iceheart was sure he would be off bothering Ivytail, the medicine cat, or anyone else. Closing her eyes for a moment, she could imagine Robinkit placing small thorns in a nest; it wouldn't have been the first time he had done the deed. Iceheart has even woken up after rolling onto a thorn so carefully placed in her nest. Maybe if I give him enough jobs until he's -
"No seriously. When do I turn six moons?"
Cut off from her thoughts she opened her eyes to see Robinkit eagerly awaiting an answer. Before she could open her mouth, Blizzardstar had answered for her. Looking from Robinkit to Blizzardstar, she could see amusement shining in her leader's eyes. He always seemed to enjoy kits. Perhaps he was like that when he was younger. She wouldn't have been surprised - Blizzardstar had always given off that impression and Iceheart liked that; that was one of the reasons Iceheart looked up to him. Although she was quite surprised when she heard him murmur, "Hey Robinkit! Just out of curiosity, who would you choose to mentor your siblings?"
Equally as curious, Iceheat chuckled and mewed, "I agree, Blizzardstar. Perhaps Robinkit would like to inform us on who he thinks should train him and his siblings." Iceheart's eyes gleamed with curiosity and mischief.
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