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Post by *//Kiba on Oct 10, 2009 9:13:43 GMT -5
Russetkit's back was facing the entrance of the den, his stripped coat not yet touched by the rising sun. His emerald green eyes stayed on the back wall that he had been staring at ever since he laid down. He forced himself up, his black claws extending as he climbed to his paws. He turned his head towards the entrance, flashing his tail. He didn't get a wink of sleep; he was exhausted, but being in the camp with different cats was absolutely nerve racking.
Russetkit silently strode to the entrance of the small den where the sun finally hit his dark coat. He let out an uneasy breath as he closed his eyes, letting his coat be warmed momentarily. He sat down abruptly, opening his green eyes and looking from the mouth of the den at the other cats who were already awake. He watched them silently for a moment. He was beginning to finally realize what exactly happened last night when he was accepted into the Thornclan.
All of the new scents he had yet to know bugged him. He let out a short irritated breath. He flicked his whiskers as he strayed away from his thoughts momentarily. He took in a breath, and sneezed. He blinked and shook his head. Then his thoughts reconnected in his head.
Furrowing his forehead, Russetkit lowered his head, laying his ears back. He wouldn't see his mother, brother, or sister for a long time... He looked at his paws for a second, before he heard paw steps walk up. He blinked at the shadow that was on his legs and lifted his head again. His eyes took a moment to focus on the cat in front of him, but it was one he didn't recognize. He blinked once again and rose to his feet.
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Post by me on Oct 10, 2009 16:24:11 GMT -5
Darkkit had been too shy to approach the newcomer last night; she had even slept outside the nursery in the cold. But she couldn't continue on avoiding him forever, especially after one of the warriors had found her sleeping near the fresh-kill pile and had ordered her confined to the nursery until sunhigh. And however shy she may be, she couldn't disobey a warrior.
So the dark-reddish-abyssinian she-cat slowly crept towards the nursery, and the other kitten. She paused several tail-lengths away, in the shadow of a clump of ferns, to evaluate the situation.
Why, he was much younger than even she was, only a moon old at the most! And he had stayed in the nursery all alone. Apprehension gone, Darkkit leapt out from behind the ferns where she had been hiding and trotted rapidly towards him.
"Hi, I'm Darkkit," she said, "What's your name?" While sitting down in front of him and looking him up and down before turning her mustard-colored eyes away. A direct stare could be taken as a threat. She twitched her ears, deliberating over what to do next, before licking a forepaw and wiping it across her face. If she just stayed staring off into the distance, she'd look like a dork.
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Post by *//Kiba on Oct 11, 2009 6:31:58 GMT -5
Russetkit blinked and looked the she-cat up an down, slightly surprised. "I-I'm Russetkit." He stammered to her, laying his ears back but smiling shyly. His green eyes flickered to the grass. He didn't know the rules of these clans well, but better safe than sorry. "Um... I'm guessing you live here too?" He asked. He instantly thought: Of course she lives here, mousebrain! It's a clan! They all live together!
He took in a breath, slightly recognizing her scent. "I could kind of smell you in the den, but you weren't there last night." He said quietly, looking back towards the den. He took in a large breath. Would've been easier to sleep if someone else was with him. He was used to getting attacked a lot of times when he was asleep and that was why he slept with his siblings. "It was kind of lonely." He said, laughing nervously.
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Post by me on Oct 11, 2009 19:14:34 GMT -5
Darkkit laughed nervously, feeling even more guilty. She should have listened to her gut instinct and gone in there to meet the other cat, at least. "Yeah, I live in the nursery. Sorry I didn't come in last night. I... I guess I was kind of shy and nervous. Erm... sorry..." She trailed off awkwardly and looked down at her paws. Come on, come on, think of a different subject to talk about! This was humiliating. Suddenly she noticed Russetkit's paws. Unlike hers, the tips of the sheathed claws did not protrude at all. She knew that other cats not from ThornClan had different claws and fangs than they did; smaller, and not so curved and sharp, and set at different angles, but surely they couldn't be claw-less!
Distracted from the conversation, she crouched and gazed more intently at his front paws. "What's wrong with your claws?" She asked curiously. "Don't you have any?" She extended one of her forelegs beside his (much smaller) one and extended her claws forward and out for comparison. They arched out of of her paw fur, heading almost straight up for a short distance before curving around into a crescent-shape almost like a normal claw, except for the angled tip.
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Post by *//Kiba on Oct 13, 2009 16:04:22 GMT -5
Russetkit blinked and looked at his paw. He brought it up beside hers, quickly unsheathing his claws like her. His claws were abnormally long for a kit his age, but they weren't noticeable at all if they were sheathed. He blinked and looked at his claws. They weren't as strange as the other cats' claws in the Thornclan, but they were long and crescent shaped.
He looked at her, almost embarrassingly. "Well, no one can see my claws when they're sheathed." He stammered. "It runs in my family, I think..." He murmured, looking back at his paw and flexing his black claws. He blinked again, emerald eyes flicking back to her. "Um... Why?" He asked, cocking his head as he set his paw back down.
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Post by me on Oct 13, 2009 19:00:23 GMT -5
"Wow!" meowed Darkkit, admiring how the sun shone off of the long crescent shaped claws of the other cat. "Well... I've never seen claws like yours before," she tried to explain in response to his question. "Everyone else in ThornClan has claws like mine. I know that cats not in ThornClan had shorter, straighter claws, but I didn't know that they just... disappeared into your feet when you relax them. Neat," she added with a sort of smile in her voice. "Do you have different teeth, too?"
She stretched her mouth wide open for comparison. Her fangs were shaped similar to her claws, although not as dramatically angled. They were definitely curved more and shaped differently than those of the average cat, though.
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Post by *//Kiba on Oct 17, 2009 5:54:41 GMT -5
Russetkit opened his jaws wide, as if he was yawning, revealing his white, dagger-like teeth. The eye teeth on the top were a bit longer than the others, and more curved, as were the ones right underneath them on the bottom jaw. His fangs were slightly smaller than those of Darkkit, but other than that the only differences were the the curveture and shape.
He shut his mouth. "Your teeth are kind of scary!" He said quickly, laughing a bit and waving his tail.
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Post by me on Oct 18, 2009 17:26:32 GMT -5
She quickly shut her mouth with a sharp click. "Sorry. I can't help it."
Suddenly bored, she looked around, searching for some inspiration, but found nothing. There were no butterflies, now that the weather had changed colder, and she wasn't allowed to play with the dead mice or anything like that. And, of course, they weren't allowed out of the camp, as a precaution, even though the war had ended. "Do you know any good games?"
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Post by *//Kiba on Oct 19, 2009 14:00:38 GMT -5
Russetkit perked up almost immediately. "Tag?" He mewed quickly, tilting his head to the side. He always played tag with Midnight. But then Simba would jump in and ruin everything... Simba always got them in trouble. Russetkit's smile faded slightly as he remembered. He shook it off.
"Me and my siblings used to play it all the time." He told her, flicking his whiskers nervously.
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Post by me on Oct 19, 2009 17:28:25 GMT -5
Darkkit twitched her tail and narrowed her eyes mischievously. "All right." Suddenly she sprang forward, and slapped the other cat with her tail before charging away and leaping over the fresh-kill pile. She spun on her hind legs as soon as she landed, alert for his retaliation. Still, at least the fresh-kill pile was between her and him. Bit of an obstacle...
But, in her haste, she had accidentally put the nursery between her and him, and in the still-dim light, she couldn't quite make out where he was. Well, the only thing to do was prepare for his attack. She crouched down and tensed her legs, ready to pounce.
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Post by *//Kiba on Oct 20, 2009 15:53:23 GMT -5
Russetkit grinned as soon as he noticed he was it. He laid his ears back and crouched down, low to the ground as he quickly ran near the nursery. He slowed to a stop and flicked his tail, gliding to the edge of the freshkill pile. He stuck his tongue out in concentration and stepped forward once more.
Then, he pounced, jumping around the freshkill pile where Darkkit was. He slapped his paw on her side and scampered away, quickly bolting away towards the center of the camp. He jumped behind a few thorny-brushes and waited for her to run up to tag him back, chuckling.
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Post by me on Oct 20, 2009 19:18:18 GMT -5
She twitched with surprise as she felt a slap on her side and managed to spin around in time for her to see the other cat dash away from her and hide behind the thorn bushes in the center of the camp. "Charge!" She yowled and ran towards him, dodging around the branches of the bushes, and flicking him with her tail tip.
Only then did she realized that she had been too loud. Annoyed sounds came from the warriors' and apprentices' dens, and the medicine cat called from her den, "What's going on out there?"
"Sorry. It's just me and Russetkit. We were playing," she called back, subdued.
"Well, we might as well get up, now that we're awake. It's nearly time to get up anyway," a voice said from the warriors' den. This was followed by several groans from the apprentices' den, but sure enough, they eventually emerged and the camp was bustling with activity all of a sudden.
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Post by *//Kiba on Oct 26, 2009 17:54:31 GMT -5
Russetkit laughed quietly, walking back to Darkkit's side and sitting down, waving his tail and looking up at her. "Sorry." He murmured, licking his whiskers and lowering his head, still laughing slightly. He let out a breath. "I probably just got you in trouble." He said, green eyes looking at a warrior as he passed by. He couldn't help but tilt his head. "We get new names when we become an apprentice right?" He asked, looking at Darkkit again. "And then again when we become a warrior?"
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Post by me on Oct 27, 2009 19:39:41 GMT -5
"Oh yes," the Abyssinian cat replied, looking embarrassed and trotting over to try to hide herself in the shadows of the thorn bush that was the nursery, "your name changes as your rank changes. The names of apprentices -- when you're being trained to hunt and fight and stuff -- they all end in -paw. When you become a full warrior and you've learned everything you need to know, well... your name could be basically anything. The first part of your name doesn't usually change though, although it does happen in some rare circumstances. And don't apologize," she added, "it was my fault. In fact, I apologize for getting you -- well, me too, but if I apologized to myself, it'd be just weird -- into trouble and being yelled at."
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Post by *//Kiba on Oct 30, 2009 18:46:45 GMT -5
Russetkit nodded slowly, following her witha slight trot in his step. "So then when I become an apprentice I'll be Russetpaw?" He asked, blinking his emerald green eyes as he sat down in front of the nursery. He flicked his tail, licking his whiskers thoughtfully. "And then I could be like... Russetheart or Russetfeather or Russet anything?" He questioned again.
He didn't know why he was asking her, considering the fact he already knew the answers. He nodded a bit to himself and glanced back towards the center of the camp. "But the 'Russet' part won't change?" He lowered his head, letting out a short breath. "How many other rules do I need to know in this clan?" He asked, finding himself looking back at her.
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