A kit's life (open)

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BRIGHTKIT

FIRECLAN

2 MOONS

KIT

wassup fresh it's our turn baby

Brightkit was bored.

It showed in his body posture as he lay stretched out on the nursery floor, tail twitching, large ears flat against his skull and gray, green eyes flickering back and forth between the nursery walls. Almost as if the walls themselves would magically start to entertain him. It didn't last long. Lowering his glaze to his paws, the two moon aged kit, let out a stiffing sigh before a small frown bloomed against his tiny lips. Where was Sunthroat? The mere idea of his father coming in at any moment with a nice...well anything, (he wasn't picky by this point!), seemed to lift some of the tension, from the kit's shoulders.

Oh! Maybe he could show him the new crawl attack that he been practicing! Boy would Sunthroat be proud of him! A soft purring rumble fell from the back of the kitten's throat and he let out a small chuckle, before he flipped himself over and began to paw ruthlessly at the air. " Take that, and that, RavenClan!" He mewed rather loudly and boastfully, " I am the mighty Brightstar! You won't defeat me!" It was obvious dribble by a kit's true imagination. He knew little about RavenClan in a whole and had just pulled the clan's name from a memory of a brief conversation with his father. The true imagination of a kit indeed.

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Sunthroat

Brightkit @jen

As a long, dragging sigh escaped the gruff throat of the massive tom through clenched jaws, the brilliant orange cat picked his way into the nursery. There were two field mice dangling from his jaws, each plump from green leaf gorging! There was a tiredness that glinted in the toms' golden eyes, though as he was greeted with the sight of his son so carefree in his play Sunthroat forgot of the ache in his muscles that burned from a long afternoon hunt. Having caught 2 rabbits, 1 vole, and 2 mice in one afternoon hunt filled Sunthroat with a warm pride to provide for his clan and kin! 

If only prey ran like this every season, the father thought solemnly for a moment before the orange blur he called his son caught his eye once more during his playful romping. Setting the two mice down, Sunthroat lumbered over to Brightkit with a fatherly yet humorous gleam in his eyes as he mock-threateningly raised a massive paw into the air.

"My, my, I've never seen a leader so puny!" Sunthroat rumbled with laughter as the very tips of his paw brushed his sons' ear before nudging the smaller of the two mice towards Brightkit. "Does the mighty Brightstar have a moment to stuff his muzzle?"

There was an obvious look of joy that glittered in Sunthroats' eyes in front of the bittersweet memory that lingered in the back of his mind looking into the green eyes of his son. He certainly got those from his mother, Sunthroat thought with a calm sigh to rest his stirring emotions before quietly settling down close to Brightkit with a fat mouse anchored in his massive white paws.

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BRIGHTKIT

FIRECLAN

2 MOONS

KIT

that was a big post lol

Rather large ears twitched taking in pawsteps approaching him but it had been his father's voice that had finally pulled the kit to his feet. "Sunthroat!" The kit squealed happily with a twitch of his tail, his large eyes beaming with happiness, "You're back!" A large smile pulled to the kit's lips even at this father's words. Heh, his papa was so silly sometimes. Rearing up to paw at the limb caressing his head gently, he proclaimed," This puny leader can still do some damage though! Oh watch this!" Acting on his own words, he quickly lowered himself, his belly brushing the ground slightly into the half pounce stance he had been working on. Bunching up his muscles he sprang a moment later, attempting to slam his little body into his father's.....and failed miserably.

He let out a small squeak as his he collided into the much larger tom's body...and slid down to the ground rather hard on his face within a few second of trying the stunt. Welp...so much for that. He glanced up at his father, embarrassment bringing heat to his cheeks, "Aww...I thought I had it too...," He pouted softly, " I guess I'll just have to work on it...," Slowly he pulled himself to his feet and for the first time his eyes drifted towards the small mouse that his father offered him. He looked up towards his father then, eyes wide and gleeful, " Of course the great Brightstar does!" With that he launched himself at the mouse, small claws hooking into his prey's scruff. He pulled the small animal towards him, and leaned down to take a bite.

The warming rush of both blood and fresh prey swam through his mouth, flooding his senses and bringing a small purr from the back of his throat. "So yummy! Thank you, papa!" He chewed thoughtfully, his attention trained heavily on his father. As the large tom settled beside him, Brightkit couldn't help the lingering question gnawing at the back of his mind. Swallowing, he paused for a to take a breath before parting his maw to ask, " Papa...um...I was wondering, where did you say Momma went again? It's just that...you're here and she's not...does she not like me anymore...?" He could barely recall his mother's scent let alone her face and was too young to understand the true concept of what had happened to her. " I mean.... ," He trailed off not sure how to continue.

" Brightkit Talking"

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Sunthroat
Brightkit @jen

Sunthroat glanced as he felt something against his fur, hardly feeling the force Brightkit attempted to knock him over with. As a fatherly grin greeted his maw, Sunthroat bent his head to help nudge his son back to his paws. "You're too young to be making threats you can't uphold," Sunthroat rumbled in only half amusement. The way of Fireclan was no secret to Sunthroat though it was true he never exactly agreed with the clans' way of life when it came to training. In a way, Sunthroat knew that in the end it made better warriors --- but at what cost to those who suffer through the ridicule? "You are going to be a formidable warrior, but let's not rush the process little one."

Watching his son in idle amusement, Sunthroat began to enjoy a small evening meal with him. He was pleased to know that his son was learning manners and how to be thankful for things at such a young age. Many other kits never really bothered for that kind of behavior so young. "You're welcome," Sunthroat uttered through a mouthful before pausing to swallow as Brightkit spoke up with curiosity.

A sadness freshened in his eyes as he listened to his kit's question, a sadness that Brightkit would not likely understand so young. Sunthroat knew questions like this would come one day, though he never quite knew how to prepare himself for them. "Of course your mother loved you," was his initial response before the thick fur of his tail enveloped Brightkit to pull him closer so Sunthroat could reach behind his ear with a rough tongue. "She was.... very sick after you were born. You must understand though, that she is always going to be with you as she lives with our ancestors." There was a quiver in his voice that hinted at breaking emotion, though as he cleared his throat, he was able to collect himself enough to force another bite from his mouse.

"We will see her again one day," he spoke distantly through a full mouth.

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BRIGHTKIT

FIRECLAN

2 MOONS

KIT

n/a

Pfft! While there was some comfort in what his father was saying and some amusement dancing in his eyes because of his previous remarks. It was quick to fade and surprisingly left the young kit feeling...unsatisfied with his answers about his mother in particular. He was too young to understand why this was so all he did realize was that he wanted to know why this was so. If their ancestors cared about them and his mother, why couldn't they bring her back? " Well," He mewed pausing to flick a glance back up at his father's face, his mouse seemingly forgotten for the moment, " If she's living with our ancestors, why can't we go and see her? Or better yet why can't they bring her back to us?" There was a soft young curiosity and an edge of anger in his voice, but there was a cold reality there as well, that he still had no real understanding of death and the factors that came with it. He held his father in his glaze before lowering his green, gray orbs back to the mouse at his paws. "I mean if they heal her, they should be able to bring her back, right ?" The question lingered in his mind, even as he leaned down and took another bite of his mouse.

Compared to before, the meat was almost rubbery and tasteless in his mouth. Yet he chewed and swallowed and took a small breath of air. He was silent when he returned his attention back to Sunthroat, and when the large tom's voice pulled him towards his father, the kit let out another small sigh and buried his face into the thick fur. " I'm sorry, I just miss her, Papa...that's all" He spoke softly and even when his voice was muffled he was sure the older tom could hear him. He paused before speaking up again, though this time his tone was a little bit more chipper, "Ahh! Your tail is attacking me! Take that! ," He chuckled softly batting at the fluffy limb with sheathed paws.

" Brightkit Talking"

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