Post by bee on Sept 16, 2023 22:04:31 GMT -6
weaselsong
basic information
NAME: Weaselsong. Weaselpaw. Weaselkit.
AGE: 38 moons
CLAN: RidgeClan
RANK: Warrior
GENDER: Tom (he/him)
INTERESTED IN: Any
MATE: Open
MENTOR: NAME
APPRENTICE: Open
PREFIX: Weasel- for his brown and white fur
SUFFIX: -song for his charisma and humor
appearance
me @ me: you need to update the bio form idiot
description
One of your earliest realizations is that you feel small.
Not just physically, though you and you brothers are some of the smaller kits in the nursery at the time of your birth.
No, you feel small inside. While your kithood knowledge doesn't quite have the words to describe the feeling just yet, you feel a desperate need to prove yourself. When Papa praises Rabbitkit for his clever pounces, you feel almost frantic to show your own talents. When Father smiles as Foxkit makes the queens fawn over him, you feel an unfair twinge of jealousy to receive that same recognition.
So, naturally, you decide the best way to not feel small is to show everyone that you are big.
It's easier than expected. Your favorite brother (and you admit this unashamedly) Foxkit is easy to join in with, to add clever quips and playful games to his natural charm. It's not necessarily unnatural, as you find wit and humor to come easily to you, but you lean into these traits, trying to make them as big as you want to feel.
Your other brother, Rabbitkit, is quiet. Observant and intelligent, he embraces introversion at a young age. It's easy to pick on him, to tease him for his boring nature and boast when you beat him in games, even fi that happens less than him beating you. It makes you feel big, and it makes you feel good.
If you notice the growing resentment in Rabbtikit's eyes, you ignore it.
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You and your brothers are lucky enough that your earliest friends become your best friends. There are two other litters in the nursery, one litter consisting of Silverkit and Sorrelkit (who are older, and bigger, so much so that you feel unfairly angry) and the othe litter consisting of the younger Shadowkit, Snowkit, and Juniperkit.
Your forced close proximity makes it easy for you and your brothers to befriend them all. Your Father teases that he's impressed that you didn't scare them away with your constant chatter. That doesn't make you feel good, but when you see Rabbitkit's silent agreement, you loudly laugh and give your father a grin.
"They'd be silly not to want to be friends with me!"
Foxkit plays more with Silverkit, which is fine, you're not at all upset that you are encouraged to play with your younger and smaller friends. You don't really pay attention to who Rabbitkit gravitates towards.
Your best friend becomes Shadowkit. You feel slightly flustered by him at first...he is cool and quiet and polite, everything that you are not. He reminds you of Rabbtikit at first, and you are prepared to dislike him.
Unlike Rabbitkit, though, Shadowkit never overlooks you and Shadowkit always laughs softly at your jokes, sometimes even when some of your other friends are annoyed by your antics. Despite his maturity, Shadowkit doesn't look at you like you're small, and you quickly become fiercely loyal to him for it.
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Your friend group is so connected that you forget that you aren't all the same age, and Silverkit and Sorrelkit's graduation to apprenticehood takes you by surprise.
It's Foxkit's sadness that alerts you to this first, though when Rabbitkit begins to criticize you for your lack of thinking, you are quick to cover up this new revelation (and new anxiety) with nonchalance.
Foxkit is unable to be convinced to join you in your pretend-confidence, and Foxkit is decidedly unfun when he's moping.
You complain of this to Shadowkit, flopped over beside him after he beat you at a game of mossball - you had assured him you let him win, and he simply gave you that understanding little smile.
"It's not like he's never going to see him again! He's just moving to a new den!" You huff, exasperated. You recognize at least some of these worries to be your own, now faced with the understanding that you'll need to be separated from your other friends for a moon once you and your siblings graduate.
"I'm sure he's worried there will be less time to see each other." Shadowkit says wisely. You like how smart Shadowkit is, especially since he acts smart in a way that doesn't make you feel stupid. "But you're right that it's only for a few moons. Then we'll all be together again."
You wonder later if he phrased his words in such a way to comfort you as well, as though he could sense your anxieties. Or maybe he has growing worries of his own? You find you don't mind either way.
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The moon passes quickly.
Soon, you and your brothers are leaving the nursery, following the same path as Silverkit and Sorrelkit. Your heart pounds in your chest, your stomach a mess of nerves and excitement.
Shadowkit returns your nervous grin as you wait for your mentor to be announced and you can see Juniperkit preparing to take a big breath to crow you and your brothers new names as loudly as she can. Snowkit seems distracted, but it's a fond observation rather than a bitter one.
You are assigned to
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Pre-Plotting: Weaselsong is from the ad in the cold light i live and is Foxflight's brother and a member of their complex friend group.
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