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Post by Kaeldra on Mar 13, 2023 2:28:23 GMT
Birch || he/him || 9 moons
Birch landed with a heavy thud, paws twisted awkwardly. He managed to hold his balance for a few long heartbeats, and then went stumbling into a pile of fur on the ground.
Mousedung!
He had been practicing this particular move all morning, but was still having trouble getting the hang of it. Cedar had taught all three of them the move yesterday, and Mist had picked it up near immediately. Birch, on the other paw, had struggled, and after several attempts from his family to walk him through it their father had told them to practice on their own and brought the session to a close.
So here he was, leaping at the same tree again and again, looking like a fool. But at least there was no one to see him.
Eyeing the knot on the trunk of the old pine he was using as a springboard, Birch crouched, wiggling his haunches in preparation for another try.
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Post by phantomstars on Mar 14, 2023 17:55:33 GMT
Date Prey 15|Name @kaeldra Mushroom watched as the kit fall on the grass again.
They had watching the for quite a long time from their perch. At first it was kinda funny, seeing the kit try and try again, but only to get a face full of grass. Slowly getting angrier and angrier. But now it was just kinda getting sad.
Mushroom look behind themselves, "no sign of sister." they thought to themselves. Mushroom was supposed to be getting herbs for their mother, but instead get 'distracted' by the kit.
Mushroom turned back to the kit, Orange eyes bearing down at the small kit. What was he trying to even do? Mushroom wondered. They yawned, siting up on the branch of the tall pine tree. Shrugging the jump off. No time like the present to get a better look, right? Besides Lily-pad would probably be here soon to drag them off.
Mushroom landed hard on the ground, groaning slightly. Walking towards the kit, did this seem creepy? Probably yes. Did mushroom care? No. Technically this kit was in their territory aways.
They sat down a few tail lengths away. The kit probably noticed them, but mushroom didn't bother introducing themselves. Staring down the tree the kit kept jumping. But no matter how long mushroom stared they couldn't find anything of interest.
They squinted down at the kit, with a raised brow.
What was this kit doing?
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Post by Kaeldra on Mar 15, 2023 5:35:01 GMT
Birch || he/him || 9 moons
Just as he was about to attempt the move once more, there was a dull thud behind him as something landed hard on the ground. Birch spun around, fur fluffed out aggressively and back arched.
There was a much bigger cat padding lazily toward him, orange eyes glowing as they stared silently. They didn’t seem to be intent on hurting Birch – at least not yet – but they were easily three times his size. A cold claw of fear gripped the young cream tom’s stomach. Even so, he did his best not to outwardly show it. He’d try to appear as big and capable as possible in hopes that they’d eventually lose interest and leave.
“Who are you?” He hissed, trying to force his voice not to waver.
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Post by phantomstars on Mar 22, 2023 14:28:56 GMT
Date: Thunder 8|Name @kaeldra Mushroom could bearly hold back a chuckle. the kit arched his back, fur standing, a stern voice about to waver, trying to buck up on a cat three times his size. Mushroom settled for a huff instead of a chuckle, brows knitting together as they stared at the tree. No matter how they turned their head or focused on one spot they couldn't figure out they were doing.
"Mushroom..." They said dismissively. Mushroom let out another tired huff, they supposed if they wanted answers they have to..Ask. Mushroom felt a shiver go down their spine, but turned to the kit regardless.
"What are you..." Mushroom started, looking between the kit and the tree trying to find their words. "What- that's...that's not how you climb a tree."
Mushroom said, finally turning their full attention to the kit. Wow, this kit was small.
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Post by Kaeldra on Mar 31, 2023 2:05:32 GMT
Birch || he/him || 9 moons
Birch eyed the other cat warily, unwilling to let down his guard despite their laid-back demeanour. It could be a ruse, meant to make him more vulnerable. You could never be too careful with strangers.
He watched as Mushroom glanced lazily between the tree and Birch himself, as if trying to put together what exactly was going on. After a long moment, they spoke, and Birch forgot a bit of his fear as he straightened up to correct the fluffy cat.
“I’m not climbing! I’m practicing a battle move.” His voice was the slightest bit indignant. I may be having trouble with this technique but at least I know how to climb a tree, he thought crossly.
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Post by phantomstars on Jun 15, 2023 7:32:54 GMT
 Mushroom
Moons: 33 | Pronouns: They/Them | Rank:Loner
Mushrooms ear twitched as their gaze flicked across the clearing. A battle move? What on earth was the point of a fancy battle move? For hunting squirrels? They squinted down at the kit, the kits determined and fierce eyes locked onto them.
This child wasn't kidding.
There was a small thud as Mushroom sat down, starring down at the kit, searching for any give away that the kit was joking. But there was nothing of the sort. They're eyes scanned the kit again, the kit looked healthy enough. No wounds or scars, looked like it had been eating, not notable sickness, and seemed well groomed. What in the world would this kit be fighting?
Mushroom was sure the confusion was etched across their face by now. They cleared their throat, taking a minute to find their words.
"What...what are you... fighting?" Mushroom slowly asked, their eyes flicked across the clearing again, then to the sky, at that accursed tree, then back to the kit. "You're like...Three moons."
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