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Claimed !
On these vital days for the clans, the rebellion can’t even begin to get involved without being found out. A massive feast is being held in honour of the cats who managed to escape the dictator ship.
Ghost –
The little kit danced around the sun, chasing her tail. After collapsing on the ground for the sixth time, she didn’t bother to get up, instead lay on her back, watching the clouds. The rebellion was super duper but sometimes she wondered whether she could be anything more.
Spark brushed mud off their kit’s face. “Ghost, you can’t stay in camp all day. How about with all that energy, you start learning some skills?” The small cat looked up. “Sleekshadow!” They called at the cat slinking out of camp. ” will you start training Ghost? I’m sure you’ll do great!” Spark knew that Sleekshadow wasn’t exactly fond of them and Ghost, but they hoped she would put it aside in favor of making the rebellion stronger. Spark looked at Ghost and Sleekshadow. “Is that okay with both of you?”
Sleekshadow-
The Rebellion is supposed to be the stuff of legends, Sleekshadow thought angrily. Yet our only members are a former Reis and a kit. She hoped that more would join soon. After all, it would be inappropriate to flirt with a kitten. Sighing, she dragged her paw across her face. Maybe she should go hunting. At least she’d be doing something. Her decision made, Sleekshadow stood and padded quietly into the forest, hoping to find some prey. Maybe I can visit Fallingleaf in the Arbulu camp, she thought suddenly. They might be busy, but there’s a chance they’ll be able to talk with me.
(Oofity Oof it is actually bigger in universe it’s just let’s say the only cats who aren’t like talking to no one are the ghost and her mother)
Ghost –
The kit saw Sleekshadow wandering around,looking bored and lonely ! She’d make her happierer !
“Hello !” She mewed joyfully
Then she remembered, Sleekshaldw had been in the clans and that was why her name was all funny ! It was a weird name, but really cool !
“Are the clans super ? What would my name be if I was a clan cat ? Is the Monarchy really really evil ? What clan were you in ? What clan would I be in ? Can I have a hug ? “
The kit looked up at the older cat, with questioning wide eyed, their strange mismatched colours standing out in the sunlight.
Bracken padded into camp, carrying a plump squirrel. He dipped his head towards Brackenglow. Dropping the squirrel on the freshkill pile, he turned towards Sleekshadow and Ghost, the little kit firing question after question.
“Ghost you have to give her time to answer…. and you’d be named Fly, because you’re always buzzing around cats.” He teased, smiling down at the little kit.
Ghost –
Giggling at Bracken’s words, she lifted her paw to her mouth, trying to stop herself, but only succeeding in making a funny snorting noise.
“But I like questions !”
She looked up at Bracken
“And I – I wanna know all the answers !”
Sleekshadow peered down at the kit, Ghost. After a moment, she said “Can you please leave me alone? I don’t mean to be rude, but I don’t really want to talk to anyone right now.” Then she walked off quickly into the forest without waiting for the kit’s answer.
Brackenglow –
Brackenglow stretched out on the ground, her belly swollen with kits. It wouldn’t be long now. She was terrified, it was her third litter, third time to raise a family, not a thing she had ever dreamed of doing, but something that had been forced upon her. Her mind flicked to Wendigo, scared for the tom who apparently was threatened with death.
Sighing she looked around the other cats hoping someone had som herbal knowledge for when the kits came
Brackenglow –
She shuffled uncomfortably, it wouldn’t be long now until the kits came, she knew it
Spark
Spark saw the young she-cat wiggling on the ground and came over. “It isn’t long, now” they murmered. “And I’m sure they’ll be beautiful.” Spark suggested, ” I can help with the delivery. I don’t know as much as any of the cats of (Oof whichever of the groups heals I forgot) , but I know quite a bit. Their is your third litter, right?”
(Dahon heals )
Brackenglow –
“Thank you. “
She mewed quietly, curling her tail around her belly and gritting her teeth as she tried to move. They could come any day now, even any second. She couldn’t help but think back to Wendigo, her poor, poor son, being held hostage by Peacock. Her lip curled at the name of the tom with his strange green and purple eyes.
She recognised it the moment it came. The kits were coming.
Crying out, she brushed her paws around the ground for the stick she had grabbed, the stick she could bite down on.
She’d done this multiple times before, now would not be any different.
(If anyone wants to make Peacock or Wendigo to Roleplay then go for it)
Spark
The sleek cat gave a start when they recognized Brackenglow’s pained expression. “The kits are coming now? Aren’t they?” As Brackenglow gave a slight nod, Spark set to work pushing and squeezing. The delivery was slow, but Spark felt a great pang of satisfaction as the first kit’s body slowly came into sight.
PBrackenglow’s kits have come !
One is a tiny little black and brown tabby she cat with white flecks down her back. And to Brackenglow’s dismay, the exact same purple and green eyes as peacock. With the exception of her brown patches, she looks like the picture of Peacock.
This kit is named Shrew
The other is a little black tom with tiny silver flecks, and both yellow eyes. Brackenglow is seriously considering giving him to Dahon as they will be able to raise him better than her.
This kit is named Dashkit
The rest of the rebellion have been causing trouble all over the clans, hoping that when they ask the Monarchy for help and get turned down, they will realise how cruel they are and rebel !
Spark smiled wearily as they saw the two kits open their eyes for the first time. “They’re both so beautiful.” Though Spark saw the heartbreak in Brackenglow’s gaze, they didn’t know why. Wasn’t she happy to have two sweet kits? Spark smiled at the thought of Ghost, her own kit. She was getting older quickly. They felt great joy when the little kits pranced around camp, and it really helped lighten the mood of the rebellion to have two new kits.
Brackenglow –
She smiled and nodded at Spark, but wasn’t really listening. All she could see was Shrew, and how, apart from the few, barely noticeable brown patches, she was exactly like Peacock. She hated to admit it, but she scared her. And Dashkit, oh she was so glad Dashkit didn’t have Peacock’s eyes as well.
Sighing, she looked at Spark, and stood up, her body still a little weak from the birth.
“Dashkit and……. Shrew. You two wait here, I just need to talk to Spark for a second.”
She mewed, hoping the kits could behave themselves. They weren’t that old and already trying to step on Ghost’s tail constantly.
Walking out of earshot of her kits, she began to speak to Spark, telling something she hadn’t told the Rebellion before.
“You see, I haven’t told anyone this story, because it’s painful to speak. Before I came here, as you may have guessed, I had a mate. He abused me, forced me to have litters I didn’t want, and killed the kits that didn’t have two separate eye colours. I tried to run but he sent so many Monarchy cats to hunt me down. Only two of my kits from my first two litters lived. And then this liter is my third. But, my mate Peacock, he sent a message through the clan cats, to the rebellion. He’s already killed one of my surviving kits, poor Anakin, and is threatening to kill Wendigo, my other son, if I don’t return.”
Taking a deep breath, her eyes welling up with tears, she began to speak again
“And Shrew looks exactly like Peacock, apart from her brown patches. And I hate it, but everytime I look at her, I see him, and it scares me so so much. I’m scared of her, and for her because if she ever sees Peacock, he will recognise her in a heartbeat and she will be in more danger than you can imagine.”
IGNORE EVERY COMMENT BEFORE THIS ONE
(are we allowed to start RPing)
Moose –
Moose had joined the rebellion – finally. After moons and moons of being on her own, and on the run, she had finally found it. Cats just as dedicated as she was to taking down the Monarchy. She had found her new home.
(i’m sorry if this is superrr baaaad i didn’t know how to start 😛 )
Gemhawk –
Gem Hawk yawned. Another day, another struggle. They started walking around, stretching. They then walked out to hunt. They quickly caught a mouse and vole. Back in camp, they put the mouse one the fresh-kill pile and took the vole for themselves. They started knawing on it, deep in their thoughts.
Claimed for Poppyspider!
Thank you again!
I’m using this page for the my role play. I will begin the story when ever there is enough characters.
Claimed!
Lams Lover
Claimed for eventually whoever wins my rotation! seriously, they shouldn’t be putting SPS links on Google 🫢
Thx Cloudpaw!