Open to Join The Littlest Cat in ThunderClan

Bloodlines of strength ignite fierce souls
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  Wildcry's single amber eye caught the tiny form of Robinkit just as the kit tumbled out of the nursery, a small squeak reaching her ears. The lilac she-cat had been quietly observing the camp, her sharp gaze keeping an eye on the morning's activities, but the sight of the little one venturing out alone was enough to pull her attention completely.

For a moment, Wildcry watched the kit curiously. Robinkit was so small, barely more than a pawful of fur and uncertainty, her steps unsteady as she navigated the world outside the nursery. A soft breath of amusement escaped Wildcry’s lips. Kits were always so eager to explore, even before their legs could properly carry them.

With a soft huff, Wildcry rose to her paws and padded toward the tiny caliby, her movements measured and quiet so as not to startle her. "Well, what do we have here?" She rumbled gently, her tone carrying a hint of warmth that softened her usual gruff demeanor. She lowered her head slightly, so she was more at eye level with Robinkit, the dawn light casting a soft glow over her lilac fur.

"You’re a long way from your mother's side." She flicked her tail lightly behind her, watching Robinkit’s wide eyes with a mix of amusement and frustration at Sunstrike's negligence to keep her kits safe in the nursery, especially in this cold. "Is the nursery too boring?"

I may be small, but I’m braver than I look.

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Robinkit blinked up at Wildcry, her wide yellow eyes filled with a mix of wonder and nervousness. Her little legs wobbled beneath her as she tried to steady herself, paws splayed slightly for balance. The newness of the world outside the nursery was overwhelming, the cold air, the sounds, the scents, it made her tiny heart race.

"Um... uh..." she mumbled softly, her voice still small and unsure, only just learning to form words. "N-not boring" she squeaked, her soft, high-pitched voice trembling as she tried to focus on Wildcry's face. "W-wanna... see..." She trailed off, her cautious nature holding her back from saying much more.

Robinkit’s little body trembled slightly as she shifted her weight, glancing back toward the nursery as if unsure whether she should’ve ventured so far. Her curiosity was strong, but the unfamiliar world felt big—too big for her wobbly legs. She shuffled a step closer to Wildcry, seeking a little comfort from the older she-cat’s presence, though her gaze kept flicking toward the ground shyly.

"Cold" she finally murmured, her tiny voice barely above a whisper, glancing up at Wildcry with a mix of curiosity and timidness. Her tail flicked unsteadily behind her, showing her desire to explore but also the uncertainty that came with being so far from the warmth of her mother. "But... new... n-new nice?" she murmured, as if asking a question, though her little words were almost incoherent, thought what was there to expect from a kitten less than a moon old

Bloodlines of strength ignite fierce souls
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  The tiny caliby was trembling slightly, the chill of the morning clearly too much for her fragile body. Wildcry flicked her ears as Robinkit shuffled closer, seeking warmth and comfort.

“It makes sense that you're cold. Leaf-bare is here.” Wildcry grumbled softly. She gave the kit a brief look of concern, noting the way her tiny body shivered in the crisp dawn air.

Without another word, Wildcry reached down and gently grasped Robinkit by the scruff, lifting her with ease. The lilac she-cat couldn’t help but feel a pang of annoyance toward Sunstrike for allowing Robinkit to wander out in such weather, but there was no sense in waking the tired queen now.

Wildcry padded swiftly across the camp, her steps light yet purposeful as she made her way toward the elders’ den. It was warm in there, and her soft nest would be comforting for the small kit. She would let Robinkit warm up without disturbing her mother or littermate.

As she slipped into the elders’ den, the warm air greeted them like a soft blanket. Wildcry carefully held Robinkit, her amber eye scanning the quiet den to see if Gingerthrash was still napping.

“There.” Came her sure whisper as she stepped into her nest and put the kit down, settling herself beside the kit to offer more warmth. “We’ll rest here for a bit. You can still explore without freezing your paws off.” Wildcry curled her tail around the small bundle of fur, giving Robinkit a reassuring nudge with her nose.“The world will still be there when you're ready. No need to rush.”

I may be small, but I’m braver than I look.

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Robinkit blinked her wide eyes as she slowly took in her new surroundings inside the Elders' den. It was warmer here, and the chilly bite that had made her little body shiver earlier was already fading. She wobbled a bit as she tried to steady herself, looking around with an innocent awe.

"Warm..." she mumbled, her tiny voice still hesitant. She glanced up at Wildcry, her fur brushing the elder's legs for comfort. It was much nicer in here, sure, the outside of the camp had more to look at, but the other cats snuggling in the den made it have a more comforting warmth, the warmth of her clanmates that she wasn't even sure she truly understood the feeling of yet. All she knew was that is was much warmer than outside. "S'warmer... than outside."

Robinkit's tiny nose twitched as she sniffed at the moss beneath her paws, her natural curiosity slowly outweighing her shyness. "This... this home?" she asked, her words still clumsy but filled with wonder as she tilted her head up to Wildcry. She wasn't even sure of what this new cat's name was, the scent was something she could better recognize, but she couldn't put a name to the face, not that she could really recall anyway "Comfy." The kit's mostly white pelt gave a suple glow in the dawn light as she craned her neck to look around, shuffling a little nearer to the lilac she-cat to have some familiarity from the unknown

But her big, round eyes blinked a few times before she added softly, "'Splore more?" Despite being so cautious and concerned for her own idea of safety, Robinkit's natural instinct was to look around and investigate her surroundings, trial and error.. all this was a bunch of trials where she would make mistakes, but that's how this is, new, scary, but fantastic, Robinkit smiled. This place seems pretty alright.