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Post by Chicorykit on Feb 18, 2017 7:55:11 GMT -6
The familiar scent of this nursery delighted Brightkit. She opened her eyes, but didn't see anything. As she woke up she smelled her brother's tail across her face. That furball! Gently removing her brother's tail from her face proved difficult. She didn't want to wake him though his long fur tickled her nose. Brightkit's small head shot forward as she sneezed. She stood still for several seconds to see if her sneeze had woken up her brother. After hearing a a few grumbles she decided he was up and pounced on him.
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Post by Stormykit on Feb 18, 2017 8:02:36 GMT -6
Honestly, it was a shock to Stormykit himself that he didn't jump into the air with a terrifying wail. His sisters sneeze startled him so bad he was sure he was dying. But he was in such a deep sleep, and his maw was buried in his paw so all that came out was a muffled jumble of words that were probably not meant to come out of a kits mouth.
Suddenly he felt a weight upon him and he squealed, rolling over to look at Brightkit's face. "What in the name of CloudClan are you doing?"
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Post by Chicorykit on Feb 18, 2017 8:30:52 GMT -6
Brightkit let out or mrrrw of laughter as she looked down at her brother. "I'm playing!" She was unfazed by her brother's squeal. She playfully bit his ear. "I'm a Rockclan cat!" She got off her brother and prowled around him as menacingly as a kitten could. Unsheathing her claws she scratched the dirt floor of the nursery. "I'll bet their claws are super sharp if they dig as much as I think." Hearing some of the other kittens stir, she sheathed her claws. "What do you think?"
Brightkit sat down in front of her brother to talk to him. The same blue eyes stared back at her with a mixture of worry and thought. For a moment, Brightkit regretted waking him up in such a manner. She gave her chest fur a few licks. When her gaze met her brother's again the instinct to protect him was immense.
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Post by Stormykit on Feb 18, 2017 9:51:21 GMT -6
Stormykit chuckled and sat up, letting out a massive yawn. Feeling his sisters teeth in his ear he growled back playfully and got into a hunting crouch, although incredibly lopsided given his small size.
Tilting his head he thought for a moment. He'd heard stories of RockClan cats and how they made their home in the mountains. The pebbles around FireClan's camp were sharp enough, and supposedly mountains were just large rocks. He nodded in agreement. He looked at Brghtkit with a small smile, jumping up and tackling her to the ground.
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Post by Chicorykit on Feb 18, 2017 23:17:49 GMT -6
Brightkit was almost in a hunting crouch when her twin smiled at her. To her surprise he leaped at her. It was to Stormykit's advantage. Well, she thought, Rockclan cats should be defeated. She released a determined growl and pawed at her brother. "Ha!" For a few moments it looked liked he was successful in pinning her. It was then that she head bumped him. Now was his turn to be surprised!
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Post by Stormykit on Feb 19, 2017 7:53:33 GMT -6
"Oomph." he mewed, tumbling backwards. He lay on his back, his tiny tail twitching as he laid there. Blinking he let his arms go limp. "Oh no...I am defeated......whatever shall i do?" he muttered weakly, his eyes glinting in the shadows of the nursery.
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Post by Chicorykit on Feb 19, 2017 9:59:24 GMT -6
Brightkit stood up, feeling impressive. She tucked away that move for when she started battle training as an apprentice. How impressive she would be if she thought up a move! Brightkit shivered with excitement. She wanted to be the best warrior for her clan. A sigh escaped her little body. Surely, it wouldn't be too much longer until she was old enough to train.
"Go home and practice your battle moves!" Brightkit rushed her brother and nuzzled him. "Did I hurt you?" She paced around him, sniffing him. Finding naught she sat beside him.
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Post by Stormykit on Feb 19, 2017 13:12:10 GMT -6
Stormykit sat up, ruffling his fur. Giving his sister a friendly shove. "Nah. I'm a lot tougher than i look. I think anyways." he mewed. Leaning forward he stretched out his front legs, letting his claws unsheathe and claw into the ground. Feeling the dirt under his claws he purred contentedly. He never wanted to leave the nursery.
"So what should we do today?" he asked.
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Post by Chicorykit on Feb 19, 2017 21:11:05 GMT -6
Brightkit flicked her brother's ear with her tail.
"I think you're tough," Brightkit rested her tail on her twin's shoulder. In her eyes he would always be the weaker of the two, but she would make sure he could defend himself. Brightkit slowly blinked. Her twin was her best friend. They would always be together.
She rose to her feet. "I'm starving! Let's get something to eat first!" With that she rushed out of the nursery towards the fresh kill pile. "Last one there is a mouse-brain!" she yelled over her shoulder. She was sure she'd win since she started running first.
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Post by Stormykit on Feb 20, 2017 4:21:27 GMT -6
"Wait...what? I'm no mouse brain!" he called indignantly. Scrambling to his paws he pelted after Brightkit, his heart racing. This was what he was meant to do. The running felt great, and although he and his sister were still small, he was gaining speed rather quickly.
Unfortunately that meant stopping was rather difficult and rather then stopping at the fresh kill pile, he tumbled directly into it, his face shoving directly into the butt of a freshly killed rabbit.
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Post by Chicorykit on Feb 21, 2017 17:15:19 GMT -6
Brightkit didn't hear Stormykit's response. She was determined to win. The breeze ruffled her fur and she enjoyed the physical exertion. Running with her brother was one of her favorite things to do besides play fighting with him. Brightkit could hear her twin's pawsteps behind her. Her tiny legs carried her to the edge at the same time as her brother. She was amazed that he was such a fast runner.
Unlike him, she had enough time to swerve and slow, going around the fresh kill pile. Brightkit missed her brother's mishap, but she heard it. She came around the other side and started nuzzling him. "Are you okay?" She licked his cheek.
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Post by Stormykit on Feb 25, 2017 8:22:24 GMT -6
Bringing his face up he coughed out a bit of fur, making a sour face at it. "I'm okay. I guess that means you won." he pouted. He nuzzled his sister back, purring. "Cheeky furball."
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Post by Chicorykit on Feb 25, 2017 11:25:17 GMT -6
Brightkit touched noses with her twin, "I am glad you agree." Her blue eyes gleamed. "What sounds good to you?" she asked as she looked over the fresh kill pile. "Vole, mouse, thrush?"
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Post by Stormykit on Mar 5, 2017 5:13:36 GMT -6
He tilted his head, thinking. "Well. We've never had thrush before..." he meowed, breathing in the scents of all the different kinds of fresh-kill.
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Post by Chicorykit on Mar 5, 2017 21:09:37 GMT -6
"Okay!" Brightkit's butt wriggled as she dove into the pile. A few moments later she reappeared with a small bird, just big enough for two kits to share. "Here!" Her tail was straight up in confidence. "I bet this'll be the best tasting thrush ever!" she said through the feathers. She waddled away from the pile and dropped the bird. A relieved sigh escaped her. "It's as big as us!" She settled down next to the bird and started to get off its feathers.
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