Rolepay Check II [[Kit's please Read]]

[Darkpaw]

"A spider?" a tiny newborn black she-kit was watching a small black body with long legs fall from the ceiling, dangling from a silver thread. Darkkit kept to herself, but it wasn't easy. She eavesdropped a lot, and longed fro friends but this new spider was definitely something. A friend..? She wondered. Maybe she could play with it.
"Hmm..." she mewed. It looked to fragile to be a friend.
"Oh well. Maybe the kits over there want to play." she mewed to herself, and padded away into the shadows of the nursery.

[Stormpaw]

Stormkit growled at the tiny black thing on the floor in front of him. He had been on his way to make dirt before he had found a little spider! It was such fun to growl at! [It seems frozen with terror i'm so fierce! Or maybe that's because it's asleep...] He thought, and waggled his haunches at the thing. The long legs, the many eyes, in all honesty, it freaked the little tabby out, but he was being brave to impress all the other kits. [Funny, they seem to be ignoring me...] he thought, as he looked around his shoulder. "Never mind." he mewed, and continued to try and scare the black spider.

[Fawnkit]

"Look it's a spider," Fawnkit mewed to herself. She sat staring at the small creature on the ground just in front of her. She pawed at it watching it run away, only to find her paw blocking its path. She moved her paw away so it could run again and followed it until it reached the entrance to camp. Fawnkit sighed as she watched the spider run out of camp, wishing that she could leave camp as well.

[Gorsekit]

A little ball of orange, black and white fur lay on in the center of a large nest of moss. However, this was not just a tuft of fur that a queen had shed; no, this was a living, breathing, kit. Lifting his head, his recently-opened baby blue eyes scanned the nursery, searching for another kit. His eyes would reveal their true color once he was two months old; however, now, he was only a week and a half old.

The first thing that this calico tom-kit spotted was a tuft of brown fur. However, it was moving. He frowned in confusion at the thought of it. Standing up, he padded toward it on unstable legs, keeping his distance. Taking a closer look, the young kit noticed that it was not the fur of a cat. It was in fact a creature, one with long legs, a plethora of eyes, and a fuzzy body. Perhaps it will want to play?, he asked himself.

He began to pad faster after the creature, and broke into a wobbly run. However, he stopped after he felt something under his paw. Lifting it up, he saw the squashed remains of his new 'play-mate'. Hanging his head, the young cat stumbled back to his mother Ivycloud's nest.

Gorsekit licked his paw clean, and told himself, I can't believe I stepped on my new friend!. However, spotting a few kits across the nursery, he quickly forgot about the spider, and bounded toward them.

[plumkit]

Plumkit contentedly rolled on the ground, playfighting with her sister gorsekit. As she was rolling, she ran into Crookedtail, an elder and they both went into a tumbling mass of fur. When plumkit had managed to stand up, she looked into the elders eyes ,guiltily, she stared at her paws and mumbled 'sorry Crookedtail'
' sorry! thats all you can say, I nearly dropped my freshkill in that puddle!' she complained flicking her tail towards the shining liquid surface.
'Wildstar! this clumsy kit rolled onto me! I nearly fell into that puddle!' flicking her tail again.
'now im sure she didn't mean to' he said gazing at the elder dismayingly ' Plumkit was this an accident?'
'yes' I mumbled
' you see? It was just a mistake, anyway Plumkit you should be cleaning the elders nests, not standing around here annoying Crookedtail! now go!' Wildstar mewed calmly. As I tripped over my own paws to the elders den, I heard Wildstar mewing quickly to Crookedtail,
' my first day out and Im already getting under everyones paws, I don't even know if Im old enough to clean out the elders den , its an apprentice job' I grumbled miserably.

[Beechpaw]

(Wildstar isn't leader here right now, and she's a girl)

Beechkit looked contentedly out of the nursery entrance, hoping that the bigger kits would come inside and play with him. "Spider!!!" one squealed, and it soon became their mission to trample the little bug scrambling past them. The spider ran towards the ginger striped tom and Beechkit looked startled. The spider just ran straight past him, but the older kits were staring at him with narrowed eyes, as if he should have trampled it like they had tried to. Some gave disgusted sniffs, while others growled. Beechkit's green eyes looked down to the floor, and he whispered to himself. "Why does everyone hate me?"

[plumkit]

oh sorry i only joined like 5 mins before i had written that , im dont really know anything. :\

[NightPaw]

NightKit races around in circles trying to get his tail. He hisses in annoyance and keeps chasing it over and over. He falls over panting and decides to take a break. He turns his head to looks beyond the nursery walls and sees weird white stuff. He sits up and turns his head in wonder, he cautiously takes a paw step forward. Then he keeps going until he is a mouse tail length away from the snow. He pokes it and winces it how cold it is, then he pokes it again expecting the coldness. Then after awhile he runs back into the nursery, and then rans as fast as he can and jumps and lands face first in snow. He happily paws around, then noticing the snow is slowly getting up to his head. He keeps pawing forward and then he is completely under the snow. He notices some other kits had been her because of the little tunnels.After what seems like moons he gets tired and wants to go back, he looks around trying to figure out which tunnel leads the way out. He jumps up and gets in the snow ceiling and climbs to the top. Then he realizes he is outside of camp, panic takes him over for a second then he remembers he can scent his trail and go back. He goes back down and tries to scent himself and slowly follows it and then he falls down hard. He looks up to see he had landed in some kind of cave. He peers around and pads forward looking for a way out. Then he spots a light ahead and runs towards it and sees the snow had melted slightly in camp excitedly he pads into the nursery trying to get warm.

[hawkkit]

Hawkkit stalked through the forest without a sound. Bending into the hunter's crouch she stepped forward and pounced...onto a gently falling leaf. Absentmindedly ripping the leaf, she watched the patrol bring in freshkill. She thought about the great warrior she would someday be. She would hunt the most prey and fight every cat that tried to attack her clan, she thought. Getting up she took a big stretch and ran off to find a moss ball. Until she became an apprentice, she knew she'd be chasing nothing more dangerous than a moss ball.

[dappleshadow]

| hm .. it seems an arachnid got into the nursery |

| And | Into | My | Path |

| how .. amusing .. |

A small fluffy sandy-brown tabby was sitting in the nursery, her sharp blue eyes scanning the crowd of kittens for something interesting, someone to tease? Or a kitten to befriend. And lo! A big black spider crossed into her line vision. Most she-kits would shriek in terror and run as fast as their little legs could carry them, all the way back to their mommies, but not this little kit, CloudClan no. This kit wouldn't show such a weakness to the other simpletons that could exploit it for fun.

With an amused little smirk she pawed at it, watching it run in one direction only to find a paw in it's multi-eyed face, then it ran in a new direction only to get the same reaction. Letting out a peal of laughter as the cat finally squashed her prey with an appealing crunch, Dapplekit liked her paw clean and smirked meowing sarcastically, "It was fun, but now it's dead." she chuckled again. Such an odd little thing. But is anyone really sane?

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[Risingkit]

||Rising Shadows||

The sun was slowly sinking in the West. A lone figure sat in the camp entrance, sillouetted by the sun. She blinked open her green eyes and watched as the birds did their evening errands. Her black pelt sparkled, even her white, front paw and tail tip shone in the brilliant colors. She sat for a long time, her shadow rose behind her. This she-kit was known as Risingkit. She licked her one white paw and drew it repeatedly over her ear. Risingkit flicked her ear in annoyance as a couple of kits stepped on her tail. Not wanting for that to happen again she drew her tail neatly over her paws. The white tip blended in with her left paw perfectly. She saw a flicker of white near the leader's den. 'Hmm,' Risingkit thought, ' I wonder what Snowstar's up to...' She shook her head and pushed the thought out of her mind, it wasnt for her to worry about. An un expecting butterfly drifted lazily in front of Risingkit, the poor thing. She swatted a paw in the air, she felt a softness brush against it. The butterfly fell to the ground, she had torn its wing. Risingkit gasped at what she had accidentally done, she had only wanted to touch it. Feeling sorry and wanting to cause it no more harm, she bit it. She walked away, once again pushing a thought out of her mind. Risingkit yawned and walked back back to the nursery. She saw half a mouse a kit hadn't eaten and scarfed it up. Feeling nice and full she went to her mother. Rising kit looked at her rising shadow one more time then turned to shadefrost.

"Goodnight..," she whispered, her breathing gently slowed as she fell asleep.

||Rising Shadows||

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[Runningkit]

Iceclan... What a lovely clan it is indeed. Independent cats they are and now they don't have a leader. Well, they have a leader, but many Iceclan cats are taking sides with Wildclover and Thunderstripe. You can't blame them, they stood by their leader's side through all this time and they still stand by her today. Some of the kits in the nursery don't even know what's going on like Runningkit. Will Froststar teach her to be a rebel or would she learn that Wildclover was actually the real leader of Iceclan? Rebel or Loyalist? Runningkit was quite confused, so she just shrugged the thought off her mind. The brown bundle of fur stirred in her nest and she woke up. She was awake and ready to play, but the other kits were still asleep. Runningkit sat up and she decided to go around the camp and explore. She stalked outside, waving her tail high up in the air happily. She was in a good mood today, she walked around, looking at all the dens. Runningkit peeked in every den and she took a good look at the den. The brown she-cat walked back over to the nursery and she sat down, wondering about what was going on here. It's like the whole clan was going against each other. Loyalists VS. Rebels... It was so confusing for the little kitten. But, she didn't know that Froststar was actually the one who chased out the original leader. So, Runningkit began to stay at Froststar's side for now.

[Cedarpaw]

The young kit stirred in her nest, a gentle breeze ruffling her ear-fur. Slowly, she lifted her head, and gave a soft mewl. Her eyes were squeezed tight, not yet exposed to the world. Her mother's milk-scent filled her nostrils, the only scent she knew, and could identify. Snuggling in closer to her mother, she wrapped her tiny fluffy brown tail around her paws, feeling herself drift away to sleep. Darkness surrounded her, stronger than before, as she drifted off into a silent, peaceful slumber.

[NightPaw]

Night kit stumbles into the nursery his paws aching, he should of know better then to challenge and older kit. Sighing deeply he pads over to his nest to see it torn up and ragged, glaring madly at what used to be his nest he tries putting the pieces back together. Ever since ice clan had taken him in from the loner terriorty his life had gotten awful, no one even liked him and called him tiny.

Night kit wishes he only had at least one friend in the world, he hears some rustling and sees a moth come out, he quietly watches as it lands on his shoulder. Night kit wonders if cloud clan had sent him this new little friend,"I guess your my new friend" he mewls happily. A nighttime he makes a little nest for it out of sticks and uses honey to stick it to the top of the nursery. When he wakes up in the morning he realizes the kits had thrown him into the snow, night kit doesn't care and smiles when he sees his moth friend in his shoulder.

Night kit plays warriors and moss balls with his moth friend all the time, one day the kits notice him playing. The drop what they are doing and walk over to him,"hey what ya doing?" mewls the eldest kit from them." I am playing with my moth friend." Night kit mewls and turns to them."well, we want to play with it to!" one of the kits mewls, he grabs the moth and tears off it's wings and steps on it. night kit stares backin dismay and horror, he turns to see the other kits laughing.

Night kit swings out his paw down the kits face, his claws un-sheathed. The kit stares in dismay, and the other kits stop laughing. Nightkit had proven himself worthy for a ice clanner, he beams triumphly.

[Slatekit]

Alright! I got this!