❄ -- ON TOP OF THE WORLD

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(private for mallowkit and daisykit )

Cricketkit hadn’t known that something was amiss, at first. He’d woken from his daytime nap as cheery as a bird - but the atmosphere in the camp was off, and it took only a few glances to see why. Several warriors were clumped into groups, some stern-faced and others outright upset. One tom whispered something, his ears pinned back. Another cat snapped something back, lashing her tail. The camp was a low hum of discontentment. He must’ve missed the announcement, but it took only a few seconds of listening to figure it out.

IceClan was heading down the mountain.

He wasn’t entirely sure how he felt about that. He wasn’t like most of the other kits in the nursery; they had grown up around each other, surrounded by the Clan and following the words of their leader as soon as he spoke them. He was different. Cricketkit wasn’t clan-born, and had been taken in by Rivershade after being found on a border patrol. That was half a moon ago, and he was still skittish around other cats. Though the Clan was moving as a safety measure, he couldn’t help but wonder… what if his momma was alive? And what if she couldn’t find him again?

That made his tummy feel funny. The warriors were still talking in their hushed growls, the apprentices were practicing their moves or out for a hunt as the night began, and Cricketkit had never felt so alone or as confused. There were so many things in a warrior’s life that he felt he would never wrap his paw around it all.

Ears swiveled back, tail held low, he wandered back into the nursery, a completely different demeanor than moments ago.

“H-Hey, does anyone… wanna play? Or do something? I’m bored, and none of the warriors are paying attention to anything.” He complained to any kit that would give him the time of day.

[daisykit]

Daisykit was blissfully unaware of the ruckus happening outside the nursery. He laid sprawled on his back, belly in the air. The sound of Cricketkit’s pacing prodded at the sleepy kit’s restful nap, and he stretched his tiny limbs as far as he could before rocking and rolling onto his belly.

“Cricketkit I’m sleepy.” He yawned pitifully. “Maybe the warriors are busy or something, they’ll be done with their thingy soon maybe.”

Daisykit adjusted himself to a slouchy sitting position, his legs were sprawled out to the side lazily and he lifted up one paw to start licking his dusty belly fur.

[mallowkit]

A tubby kit overheard Cricketkits plea, and came barreling into the den from the clearing. Mallowkit had just finished buzzing around the older cats crowded among the camp. Overtly curious of the big news that had erupted from the earlier announcement, he had gotten a few bats on the ears from the elders after asking too many questions and was sent back here.

"Heya, I wanna play! I wanna pretend we're going down the mountain and fighting a bunch of foxes and bears! how does that sound?" Mallowkit waddled up to Cricketkit with an expecting look on his face, his nubby tail pointing skyward.