Fill My Head (O)

[Nightfall]

Nightkit was studying the fresh-kill pile.

She was seated right next to it, as she scrutinized it. Taking note of the different varieties of prey. She tilted her head to the side. In general, they seemed a bit skinny and small. She wondered if it was possible for prey to be larger, if the weather was warmer. She would have to take note of it when warmer times rolled around. For now, she was content. While she wasn't sure about the names of the pieces of prey, she found their differences quite intriguing. Pelt patterns, appendages, nose or lack thereof... It was all enough to keep her content.

[Nightpaw]

"Are you the fresh-kill guard?" Nightpaw teased after he approached and tossed a scrawny squirrel onto the pile. It had really just slipped out. The kitten was sitting beside the fresh-kill pile and studying each piece of prey individually, making Nightpaw wonder if something was wrong with anything. Maybe the kitten was hungry, though? His multi-colored eyes shining with a hint of amusement and plenty of curiosity never unknown to him, the apprentice gestured to a spot near the kit, silently asking if he could have a seat and meaning to have a conversation.

[Nightfall]

Nightkit's attention was caught by the larger cat next to her speaking.

She turned her attention to the newcomer and subtly shook her head. "No." She replied simply. "I am simply interested in the different sorts of prey." She explained, not putt off by the teasing at all, not having it recognized it as anything other than a genuine query. She tilted her head to the side, taking in the appearance of the cat before her.

[Nightpaw]

It seemed she really liked to study things, as now the kit's eyes were looking at his appearance. Nightpaw snickered softly, wondering if she was impressed by his complicated fur or his green and blue eyes. Either or, he considered himself a special child, though not that he would brag about it. He loved the fact he was different. Taking a seat and giving the stranger a kind smile, he decided to study her now in return. She had solid black, that much was easy to see, and deep blue eyes that actually impressed him. I wonder what her name is? he said to himself. I wonder if I could guess it with my knowledge about names... maybe Blackkit? Or Shadekit?

"Yeah, TreeClan has a lot of prey, doesn't it?" he purred, thinking back with a wistful expression. Mice, thrushes, shrews, squirrels, magpies, finches--he really didn't need to list them all, did he? "Anyway, I'm Nightpaw. I was named after a night heron, which is a type of bird... judging by the name, haha. You?"

[Nightfall]

Nightkit thought it interesting that both of their names had the same prefix.

Yet, their appearances were rather different. Her eyes sharing the same color, while Nightpaw's eyes differed. Along with that, her pelt was dark while his pelt was bright. Further, Nightpaw was male. It was all very interesting. Oh well. When they were warriors it would be much easier to identify one from the other. Though, she wondered what a heron was. Was it in the fresh-kill pile right now? It must be somewhere in Treeclan.

She nodded. "Yes. It does." She meowed, replying to Nightpaw's statement concerning the variety of prey. She tilted her head to the side. "My name is Nightkit."

[Nightpaw]

Nightpaw blinked in surprise as she mentioned her name. He would have never guessed they shared the same prefix. Of course, it was a possibility... but he hadn't expected it. "Wow. What a coincidence. Two Nights talking by the fresh-kill pile." he mused, almost to himself, and then chuckled lightly. "That's kinda cool. Were you named after your pelt color?"

[Nightfall]

Nightkit watched Nightpaw, as he displayed some slight surprise.

It might've been nicer if Meadowlark had been a bit more creative, but oh well. "I assume so. I have never asked." She admitted, not seeing much to be learned there. She wasn't so much interested learning about herself than everything else.

[Nightpaw]

"You've never been interested in knowing?" he questioned. Yes, she was a kitten. And usually kittens were short on their thought processes and attention spans. But he himself as a tiny little brat had been interested in everything. From knowing exactly what was up with him name, to why his eyes were different colors, what the seasons were, what TreeClan ate, what the other Clans ate, why they lived in a forest, why did a fire happen a long time ago in the forest(which he still was given no answer to, despite being so curious!), why his mother was called Whitefern, why he didn't have a father, who was he related to, why--

Well, you get the point. He asked a lot of questions.

[Nightfall]

Nightkit tilted her head to the side.

"No. I have never found much interest in learning things that pertain to myself. I find much more enjoyment in learning about everything around me." She explained, giving her reasons to the apprentice that shared her name prefix.

[Nightpaw]

Nightpaw considered that, and gave his head the same tilt that Nightkit had done herself. Perhaps it was an action the 'night' cats would do.

"Oh," he said simply. Then he added. "I guess that makes sense. In a way. Personally, I love to learn things. Either about myself or the things around me, like you said. So I can only relate half-way." he told her with an odd and charming smile for an added element.

Deciding to continue on with the questions, Nightpaw spoke again. "So are you nearing your apprentice ceremony, Nightkit?"

[Nightfall]

Nightkit simply nodded in response to his former statement.

To his latter question, she opened her mouth to speak. "Yes. I am of the rough age required, so I believe it should be soon."

((short sorry))

[Nightpaw]

Nightpaw nodded at her answer. "Any hopes for a certain mentor?" he asked with a flick of his black ear, and a lash of his tail. I feel this conversation is partly one sided... I'm the only one asking questions here!

[Nightfall]

Nightkit wasn't the most social of cats.

She didn't even play with the other kits. She shook her head. "I don't know any warriors." She responded, believing her answer to carry enough information to be sufficient.

[Nightpaw]

"Ah...." Nightpaw murmured gently. "I... see."

Should he keep asking questions? It felt like... Nightpaw almost didn't want to be in this conversation. Just answering his questions politely, but not asking any herself or even being a bit curious. Was she just not social? Well, neither was he....

Awkwardly, he drifted off into silence.

[Nightfall]

((Mm... Want to end the thread soon, or keep going?))


Nightkit tilted her head to the side.

It seemed the other had run out of things to say. "Do you know of any history?" She inquired.