Ravenstar sat outside her den, sniffing the dust the shone in the afternoon sun. She watched a band of young warriors leaving camp, probably off on some fun and awesome adventure. She felt the urge to yowl Hey! Wait for me! but knew better. I have to be mature, I'm leader of NightClan. She let out a small sigh and lie down on the ground. She loved her Clan, and she loved being leader, but she wished she could be free from it all sometimes, just a normal warrior, like everyone else. She felt eyes boring into her back and rolled over to see Rockstorm standing in front of her. She rolled her eyes and stood up. "So, are we going to be going out for a romantic evening tonight?" he asked, giving her a wry grin. Ew. She honestly thought Rockstorm's voice was really annoying. And his face. And sense of humor. She just thought he was really annoying. "Oh, gee, I don't know Rockstorm, I've got this thing, you know, I've got leadery duties and stuff, I promised... um, somebody I'd uh, go fish hunting with them. Yeah! Fish hunting!" She glanced around desperately, hoping someone would come to save her. "Fish hunting?" Rockstorm asked, in his painfully slow voice. "I've never heard of that." ~Patchfeather~ 22:25, January 17, 2018 (UTC)
Foxstorm walked into camp, Thunderwhisper at her side. "How are the...ladies?" She asks, a wrinkle disforming her face briefly. Thunderwhisper gave her an exasperated sigh. "Fine, I guess." He shrugs. "I think they are, who cares." He shrugs again and departs from his sister. I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 02:38, January 18, 2018 (UTC)
"Fishing!" Ravenstar hissed. She almost never got annoyed with anyone or lost her temper, but Rockstorm was just.. ugh! And he appeared to be enjoying it, judging from the dumb grin on his face. "Well then... who are you fish hunting with?" Ravenstar let out a moan and stared at him. "Why do you even care?"
Thistleleaf lie outside the nursery, sunning herself, while watching her kits tussel with each other. She loved them, but everytime she looked at them she felt a pang of guilt. She had broken the warrior code by becoming Rockstorm's mate, who was supposed to be Ravenstar's. If anyone ever found out... I'd be dead, and so would they, she thought, sadly as she watched Paprikakit try throwing a rock over the camp wall, but failed. She pushed her thoughts away. ~Patchfeather~ 02:45, January 18, 2018 (UTC)
Swiftbreeze and Wrenflight, both sat chatting, their gazes briefly going to their careless mate. He had the time to sweet talk them then and not even talk to his children. Eight of them. The queens resumed their chatting, the kittens hustling together. Whitekit, was quiet, sitting off to the side of the camp as she watched Ravenstar and Rockstorm. I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 02:54, January 18, 2018 (UTC)
"Um... uh.. Beewing. Yeah! Beewing. I'm fishing with Beewing," Ravenstar just had some random name pop into her head and spoke without thinking, then inwardly cursed herself. "There is no Beewing in NightClan," Rockstorm said in his oily voice. His eyes glittered. "Ha. You're lying to me." Ravenstar searched for a way to defend herself, but found nothing. Well, you'd lie too if you had to go out for a romantic evening with Rockstorm! "Look, I'm busy. So leave me alone." Rockstorm tilted his head. "Busy watching dust float in the air?"
"Get out of here!"
Brackenkit shoved Paprikakit with his shoulder, tsking in disappointment. "I thought I taught you better, young one," he meowed, while Paprikakit picked up a pawful of earth and flung it in Brackenkit's face. Her brother yelped, rubbing at his eyes. "Ow! You're a monster! Throwing dust in my face like some kind of wild animal! Shame on you. Shame!" ~Patchfeather~ 03:03, January 18, 2018 (UTC)
Whitekit rolled her eyes as she watched her two siblings banter at each other. What a bunch of kittens. She thought before turning her attention back to Rockstorm and Ravemstar, something was weird about their relationship. She couldn't quite place what, then again she didn't even known who her father was.
Antkit stood inside the nursery, a moss pall under one of her forepaw's. "First three out of five." She called to her siblings, half-siblings as well. "We'll be on a team of four on four. I'll take Shadowkit, Spiderkit, Shrewkit, and Ivykit. Salmonkit can have the others." She said, moving the ball slightly under paws. I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 23:36, January 19, 2018 (UTC)
(the kits actually think Acornshell is their dad) "Hey, Whitekit!" Paprikiakit called her sister, bounding over to stand next to her. "What are you up to?" she asked. --- Brackenkit watched Paprikiakit and Whitekit for a moment, before watching the other kits in the nursery play.
Rockstorm smirked then left padded away to leave Ravenstar alone. Ravenstar let out a sigh of relief. Thank StarClan! --- Acornshell padded into camp, returning from a hunt with a shrew in his jaws. He padded over to Thistleleaf and dropped it at her paws. "This is for you," he purred. "Have the kits ever tried shrew before?" ~Patchfeather~ 22:13, January 20, 2018 (UTC)
"Well I was getting some peace and quiet." She muttered under her breath and gave her sibling a level look before she stood back up, shaking her thick pelt out.
Antkit burst forward letting the ball fly through the air. "It's on!" Salmonkit called, racing for the ball with his team. His tail signaling for them to fan out. I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 07:49, January 21, 2018 (UTC)
"Yeah, the camp is kind of loud," Paprikakit murmured, glancing toward the entrance, her paws longing to go out there. Don't worry. You'll be able to go out there soon. She wrinkled her nose when Rockstorm padded past, pausing for a moment to stare at them, before continuing to his den. "What was that about?" she hissed. Rockstorm was always treating her and her siblings oddly. He looked at them weirdly all the time, tried talking to them sometimes, then got all awkward and left. I can't believe he's our uncle - I can't believe we're even related. He's nothing like Acornshell.
"Oh, I don't know," Thistleleaf gave Acornshell the worried but pleased smile she usually gave him. He never thought much of it - what was there to worry about? She was probably just worried about the kits becoming apprentices soon. "I hope I can mentor one of them," he admitted, settling beside her. ~Patchfeather~ 02:58, January 26, 2018 (UTC)
Whitekit shrugged and stood up with a sigh. "I guess, at least I'll be able to find quiet places to think." She mumbled and turned to see Acornshell and Thistleleaf. Great. There was something off about Acornshell. She heard what he'd said. "You know it's extremely rare for a direct family member to mentor their children." She gave a slight sniff and headed towards the neat she shared with her mother and siblings. I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 03:08, January 26, 2018 (UTC)
Paprikakit decided to follow her sister and sat up against Thistleleaf's sigh. Acornshell shrugged. "That doesn't mean it's not possible. My father mentored me." Paprikiakit scowled. She didn't really want her dad as her mentor, honestly. Brackenkit got bored of watching the other kits and decided to join his family, sitting a few tail-lengths away from Acornshell and cleaning his face, while silently listening to the chat. ~Patchfeather~ 03:16, January 26, 2018 (UTC)
"Yeah, that doesn't mean Ravenstar will let you mentor one of us. It's seen as being weak. Especially since most parents are against teaching their own to fight." Whitekit stated, a hard stare towards Acornshell. I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 03:18, January 26, 2018 (UTC)
"Oh, quite being so serious, Whitekit," Paprikakit mewed with annoyance, rolling her eyes. "You have a point," Brackenkit mewed, pausing between licks to speak. "Parents can be too soft with their own kit." Acornshell let out a dramatic huff. "My father taught me just fine, I can do the same." ~Patchfeather~ 03:24, January 26, 2018 (UTC)
"You'd only freak out when one of us got a scratch." She said, giving Paprikakit a cold stare. "Besides I'd rather be mentored by one of the bigger warriors. They know the best battle moves. Look at Foxstorm or...maybe Ravenstar, herself." I solemnly swearthat I am up to no good 03:27, January 26, 2018 (UTC)
Paprikakit stuck her tongue out at her sister, then hid her face in Thistleleaf's prickly pelt. Brackenkit couldn't help letting out a laugh. Acornshell would faint if one of them got scratched. And to be honest, Acornshell's battle moves weren't great. "Yeah, we want to be trained by someone who doesn't suck." ~Patchfeather~ 03:32, January 26, 2018 (UTC)