Riley
Head of Advertising
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Post by Riley on Mar 5, 2023 1:16:23 GMT
It wasn't often that Poppy felt safe separating her kits. They were all better protected when kept together. Safety in numbers was a universal rule, not just for city cats. Though technically she supposes she and Jasper hadn't been city cats in a while...
But! More than safety in numbers is safety in survival. So she and Jasper had agreed on taking one kit out a day to train them, leaving the other parent and the other kits back at the den while they rotated who to each. Right now it was Poppy's turn to teach Blaze, and so she led her only son farther away from where their family was currently staying.
It was only when she was satisfied that she turned to Blaze, and here Poppy hesitated. She wasn't a great hunter. Barely passable, in fact. But if Blaze ever got separated from them or went off on his own, he'd need to support himself, and barely passable wouldn't cut it. "Okay, my sweetheart. We're going to start teaching you and your sisters how to hunt. You're old enough now to learn how to survive on your own, though hopefully you won't be on your own for a very long time."
Poppy gives Blaze a tremulous smile. Truthfully she never wanted her kits to go on their own. She wanted them to stick together even when she wasn't around to see it anymore but. Well. By that time they'd be full grown adults and she'd have very little say in their lives.
Celestine
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Post by Celestine on Mar 5, 2023 8:15:17 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","fatetabletemp1"] [attr="class","fatetitletemp1"] BLAZE
[attr="class","fatecontainer1temp1"] [attr="class","fateboxtemp1"] 4 MOONS
[break] [attr="class","fateboxtemp1"] TOM (HE/HIM)
[break] [attr="class","fateboxtemp1"]
SEXUALITY
[break] [attr="class","fateboxtemp1"] KIT
[break] [attr="class","fateboxtemp1"] SOLITARY
[break] | [attr="class","fatecontainer2temp1"] [break][break] [attr="class","fatecontenttemp1"] The little red tom was twitchy and alert as he followed close at his mother's hocks. Although he favored his mother's presence above all else, to be away from every other member of his family felt alien. Certainly, there were times when he napped alone with Poppy, or when one or the other of his parents went off alone to hunt, but there were always others nearby. This, following his mother with little explanation alone without his sisters, it was strange. Unnerving. [break][break] Even so, Blaze trailed her diligently, not straying once. It was a wonder he managed to keep himself out from underpaw. Yet somehow, he managed. When she stopped and turned to face him, Blaze resisted the urge to tuck himself beneath her belly, tail all but wagging low and uneasily behind him as he watched her. Poppy's hesitance seemed to trickle and soak into her son's tense form, attuned as he was to her every twitch and flinch. There was a nervousness to her that only set Blaze more on edge. [break][break] Yet obediently, he listened. [break][break] Blaze's quietness, his restrained unease, could only last so long unfortunately. 'On your own.' The words nailed into the little tom's heart twice, and his ears pressed back against his scruff, pupils engulfing hazel irises. Did his mother plan to leave him here? Surely not! She had always seemed so reluctant to part from them. Perhaps she was worried he would leave? Well, Blaze would affirm the truth for both of them. [break][break] Words vehement for such a small and alarmed voice, the little tom shook his head. "I won't go alone! I won't leave you, not ever!" Then a slight doubt crept into his tone, volume lowering as Blaze peered up at Poppy owlishly. "You won't leave me, right ma?" By all accounts, it seemed the mention of hunting had slipped the little tom's mind, fixated as he had become by the mere implication of being alone.
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[attr="class","fatetitletemp1"] Riley[break]NOTES: [attr="class","trinCredits"]TABLE BY TRINITY @ ADOXOGRAPHY [newclass=".fatetabletemp1"]width:550px;margin:0px auto;position:relative;[/newclass] [newclass=".fatetabletemp1 table td"]padding:0px;vertical-align:top;[/newclass] [newclass=".fatetitletemp1"]text-align:center;background-color:#717086;line-height:15px;padding:25px;letter-spacing:4px;text-transform:uppercase;font-family:arial narrow;color:#ffffff;font-size:25px;[/newclass] [newclass=".fatecontainer1temp1"]background-image:url('https://i.ibb.co/x76xn0n/image.png');height:560px;padding:20px;text-align:center;[/newclass] [newclass=".fateboxtemp1"]padding:8px;background-color:#2b2a2b;color:#fff;font-family:georgia;font-style:italic;text-transform:uppercase;font-size:9px;[/newclass] [newclass=".fatecontainer2temp1"]height:560px;width:430px;padding:20px;background-color:#2b2a2b;[/newclass] [newclass=".fatecontainer2temp1 img"]width:410px;height:200px;[/newclass] [newclass=".fatecontenttemp1"]height:300px;overflow:auto;font-family:georgia;font-size:12px;color:#dcdae1;text-align:justify;padding:2px 15px;[/newclass] [newclass=.fatecontenttemp1::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb:vertical]background: #111111;border:0px;[/newclass] [newclass=.fatecontenttemp1::-webkit-scrollbar]width: 1px;background-color:#1b1b1b;border:0px;[/newclass] [newclass=".trinCredits"]font-family:arial narrow;font-size:10px;font-style:italic;letter-spacing:1px;text-align:center;[/newclass]
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Riley
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Post by Riley on Mar 6, 2023 0:27:29 GMT
Guilt twisted in Poppy's chest at her baby's denial. She could have chosen her words better, and her heart twisted further at his doubtful more asking if she'd ever leave him. "Oh my sweetpea, never!" She reached out with a paw and dragged him closer, showering comforting licks all over him. He was still so small. Small enough to still be carried by his scruff.
She almost didn't want to keep going. If he never learned to hunt, she'd provide for him as long as she could! But she couldn't be around forever, and what would he do then? Poppy buried her face in his side, breathing in his kit scent, before sighing heavily. "I promise you, my love, if I ever do leave you, it will not be because I want to. It will be because I have no choice. Sometimes..."
A tightness grew in her throat, a band of twine strangling her from the inside, and Poppy swallowed heavily to continue speaking. "First rule of hunting, Blaze, my sun and stars. Nothing lasts forever. Not me, not you, not even these trees. Cats hunt to eat, to survive, and when we die, we are buried in the earth to nourish the ground we are born from. And from that nourished ground grows grass and seeds and all manner of plant life, which feeds the prey above, which feeds another cat. We are all connected... which means that nobody ever truly leaves you."
Celestine
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Post by Celestine on Apr 11, 2023 8:34:39 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","fatetabletemp1"] [attr="class","fatetitletemp1"] BLAZE
[attr="class","fatecontainer1temp1"] [attr="class","fateboxtemp1"] 4 MOONS
[break] [attr="class","fateboxtemp1"] TOM (HE/HIM)
[break] [attr="class","fateboxtemp1"]
SEXUALITY
[break] [attr="class","fateboxtemp1"] KIT
[break] [attr="class","fateboxtemp1"] SOLITARY
[break] | [attr="class","fatecontainer2temp1"] [break][break] [attr="class","fatecontenttemp1"] Poppy's response was swift and reassuring. In mere heartbeats, a paw had wrapped around his middle, and the little tom was tugged in close. As her tongue rasped comfortingly over his ears, Blaze surrendered to his instincts. He missed the days he could nurse, cuddling as close as possible while he drank that wonderful milk that could only mean love. Those days were past, but while Blaze did not seek the source, he still burrowed instinctively into the soft snowy fur of her chest. Her scent was comfort itself. His ma. [break][break] Of course, she would never leave him. He should never have doubted that. [break][break] Purring softly, Blaze listened to the rumble of Poppy's voice in her chest. The first rule of hunting, ma said. Hunting. That was okay, right? That meant sensible, natural things; like how mice ran away if they weren't caught quickly, or prey went bad if left too long in the sun. Blaze felt a glimmer of hope at the thought. It was just another lesson, like when his sisters were told to keep their claws out of play. It was just a misunderstanding. [break][break] Or was it? That glimmer began to shrink, flickering out as Poppy went on. No. That wasn't right, it couldn't be! Blaze shook his head, pressing into his mother as though he could keep her there if he squeezed close enough. "There's lots of grass, ma!" Blaze's eyes pinched shut. "Why should you be grass too? You should stay! We don't need more grass..."
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[attr="class","fatetitletemp1"] Riley[break]NOTES: [attr="class","trinCredits"]TABLE BY TRINITY @ ADOXOGRAPHY [newclass=".fatetabletemp1"]width:550px;margin:0px auto;position:relative;[/newclass] [newclass=".fatetabletemp1 table td"]padding:0px;vertical-align:top;[/newclass] [newclass=".fatetitletemp1"]text-align:center;background-color:#717086;line-height:15px;padding:25px;letter-spacing:4px;text-transform:uppercase;font-family:arial narrow;color:#ffffff;font-size:25px;[/newclass] [newclass=".fatecontainer1temp1"]background-image:url('https://i.ibb.co/x76xn0n/image.png');height:560px;padding:20px;text-align:center;[/newclass] [newclass=".fateboxtemp1"]padding:8px;background-color:#2b2a2b;color:#fff;font-family:georgia;font-style:italic;text-transform:uppercase;font-size:9px;[/newclass] [newclass=".fatecontainer2temp1"]height:560px;width:430px;padding:20px;background-color:#2b2a2b;[/newclass] [newclass=".fatecontainer2temp1 img"]width:410px;height:200px;[/newclass] [newclass=".fatecontenttemp1"]height:300px;overflow:auto;font-family:georgia;font-size:12px;color:#dcdae1;text-align:justify;padding:2px 15px;[/newclass] [newclass=.fatecontenttemp1::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb:vertical]background: #111111;border:0px;[/newclass] [newclass=.fatecontenttemp1::-webkit-scrollbar]width: 1px;background-color:#1b1b1b;border:0px;[/newclass] [newclass=".trinCredits"]font-family:arial narrow;font-size:10px;font-style:italic;letter-spacing:1px;text-align:center;[/newclass]
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Post by Celestine on Jun 8, 2023 7:59:41 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","fatetabletemp1"] [attr="class","fatetitletemp1"] BLAZE
[attr="class","fatecontainer1temp1"] [attr="class","fateboxtemp1"] 4 MOONS
[break] [attr="class","fateboxtemp1"] TOM (HE/HIM)
[break] [attr="class","fateboxtemp1"]
SEXUALITY
[break] [attr="class","fateboxtemp1"] KIT
[break] [attr="class","fateboxtemp1"] SOLITARY
[break] | [attr="class","fatecontainer2temp1"] [break][break] [attr="class","fatecontenttemp1"] Poppy's sigh ruffled the fur of Blaze's ears and tickled his whiskers as he pulled back from her chest fur. Her breath smelled like the rabbit pa brought them that morning, as comforting and familiar as every part of her. Blaze's eyes remained closed as she nuzzled his head, lifting slightly to rub back against her cheek before she pulled away. Part of Blaze wanted to protest, to stay in that moment forever. He resisted. [break][break] Instead, Blaze blinked up at his mother, watching as she backed away. She was smiling now, soft and warm and comforting. The little tom's shoulders loosened slightly. Ears pricked to Poppy's renewed enthusiasm, Blaze stood, considering her request. Hunting crouch? How different was that from a play crouch? [break][break] Eager to make his ma proud, Blaze gave it a shot. Bending his legs he lowered his body toward the ground, fore-toes spreading against the earth. Imagining he was about to pounce on pa's tail, Blaze found his chest nearly on the ground as he slightly lifted his rump, tail swishing and hind legs tensing.
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[attr="class","fatetitletemp1"] Riley[break]NOTES: [attr="class","trinCredits"]TABLE BY TRINITY @ ADOXOGRAPHY [newclass=".fatetabletemp1"]width:550px;margin:0px auto;position:relative;[/newclass] [newclass=".fatetabletemp1 table td"]padding:0px;vertical-align:top;[/newclass] [newclass=".fatetitletemp1"]text-align:center;background-color:#717086;line-height:15px;padding:25px;letter-spacing:4px;text-transform:uppercase;font-family:arial narrow;color:#ffffff;font-size:25px;[/newclass] [newclass=".fatecontainer1temp1"]background-image:url('https://i.ibb.co/x76xn0n/image.png');height:560px;padding:20px;text-align:center;[/newclass] [newclass=".fateboxtemp1"]padding:8px;background-color:#2b2a2b;color:#fff;font-family:georgia;font-style:italic;text-transform:uppercase;font-size:9px;[/newclass] [newclass=".fatecontainer2temp1"]height:560px;width:430px;padding:20px;background-color:#2b2a2b;[/newclass] [newclass=".fatecontainer2temp1 img"]width:410px;height:200px;[/newclass] [newclass=".fatecontenttemp1"]height:300px;overflow:auto;font-family:georgia;font-size:12px;color:#dcdae1;text-align:justify;padding:2px 15px;[/newclass] [newclass=.fatecontenttemp1::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb:vertical]background: #111111;border:0px;[/newclass] [newclass=.fatecontenttemp1::-webkit-scrollbar]width: 1px;background-color:#1b1b1b;border:0px;[/newclass] [newclass=".trinCredits"]font-family:arial narrow;font-size:10px;font-style:italic;letter-spacing:1px;text-align:center;[/newclass]
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