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The she-kit had a strong, loud voice from her father. It really wasn't hard to tell who that was. Snowkit smiled, a wide smile. The blue-and-white she-kit ignored the stentch. It was the smell and oder that she will have to live with forever. The thick pelted she-kit's icy pale blue eyes shined. "I GAVE YOU A FEATHER!" Snowkit happily shouted.
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Hawkkit remembered that day like it was yesterday. He had met a loud kit, Snowkit, forming an unusual bond with her, even if she had been a bit too loud for him. Heis thoughts were wiped clean as he woke up in his nest, groggily seeing that his mother and siblings were already up. Bramblefoot's brown tabby pelt was highlighted by the dawn light seeping into the den as she groomed his sister Daisykit's fur. Eelkit was as serious as ever, sitting beside Minnowkit as Lynxkit and Stonekit were chasing each other, probably another game. The brown tom squinted his green eyes as the sunlight hit his eyes. He just wanted to curl up in the nest set out for his family, but today seemed pretty important. "Are we really going outside of the nursery today?" One of the kits asked. "Yes, you'll love it in the camp. It's about time you've explored it." We're exploring the camp! He thought in a silent manner. He looked around the den for the other kits. He assumed Maskedkit was already outside with Skycloud, but there was still no sign of Featherkit or Snowkit. His brown ears drooped down in disappointment. Snowkit hasn't been in the den lately, causing him to worry. "Hawkkit, come over here. You still need your fur cleaned!" His mother called out to him. "Um, I-I'll get to it myself!" He squeaked. Hawkkit needed to buy time as he searched for a little trinket he had received a while back. The tom kit wobbled out of the nest as he searched high and low for the item he kept watch after. "Oh no, w-what if they replaced it?" Panic surged throughout his body at the thought. Surely one of the warriors would have given it to him? Then again, they hadn't a clue the importance the item could have been to the brown kit. His throat began to dry at the thought and tears threatened to fall down, but Hawkkit wouldn't allow it. Out of the corner of his now blurred eye he saw a small dash of brown-and-cream sticking out from one of the nests. A glimmer of hope dissolved the saddened thoughts he once had as he padded over. Gently pulling the object out, he smiled with satisfaction at the sight of a hawk's feather. "Hm, maybe I can..." He held the feather by the tip of its stem as he twisted his head to somewhat face the scruff on his back. Carefully and slowly he attempted to place the feather in the fur on his neck. Come on, please get in there! He silently pleaded. After a few more tries the RippleClan kit managed to get it to sit in place, even if it was a bit crooked. "Yes!" Hawkkit felt rather proud of himself, and now he would never lose it. "I can't wait until Snowkit comes back," he mewed, "I've gotta show her this!" His meows of excitement were drowned by that of his mother. "Hawkkit, we're waiting! The Clan won't stand here all day." How long were his family waiting? "U-uh, coming mom!" He began to race over, thinking about the white-and-blue kit. Snowkit, where are you?

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Someone's gotta tell him. Whelp, I wanted to do a little 'Before the Activity Check' thingy, and here you have it! 8D So begins the wearing of the hawk's feather. ouo

I'm pretty sure this might belong literature, but correct me if I'm wrong!

Art
Hawkkit and art belong to Me
Snowkit belongs to K-1-L-L

Story
I don't want to tag all those people again today so Bramblefoot, Lynxkit, Daisykit, Minnowkit, Stonekit, and Eelkit belong to their respectful owners. uwu

Description
The she-kit had a strong, loud voice from her father. It really wasn't hard to tell who that was. Snowkit smiled, a wide smile. The blue-and-white she-kit ignored the stentch. It was the smell and oder that she will have to live with forever. The thick pelted she-kit's icy pale blue eyes shined. "I GAVE YOU A FEATHER!" Snowkit happily shouted.
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Hawkkit remembered that day like it was yesterday. He had met a loud kit, Snowkit, forming an unusual bond with her, even if she had been a bit too loud for him. Heis thoughts were wiped clean as he woke up in his nest, groggily seeing that his mother and siblings were already up. Bramblefoot's brown tabby pelt was highlighted by the dawn light seeping into the den as she groomed his sister Daisykit's fur. Eelkit was as serious as ever, sitting beside Minnowkit as Lynxkit and Stonekit were chasing each other, probably another game. The brown tom squinted his green eyes as the sunlight hit his eyes. He just wanted to curl up in the nest set out for his family, but today seemed pretty important. "Are we really going outside of the nursery today?" One of the kits asked. "Yes, you'll love it in the camp. It's about time you've explored it." We're exploring the camp! He thought in a silent manner. He looked around the den for the other kits. He assumed Maskedkit was already outside with Skycloud, but there was still no sign of Featherkit or Snowkit. His brown ears drooped down in disappointment. Snowkit hasn't been in the den lately, causing him to worry. "Hawkkit, come over here. You still need your fur cleaned!" His mother called out to him. "Um, I-I'll get to it myself!" He squeaked. Hawkkit needed to buy time as he searched for a little trinket he had received a while back. The tom kit wobbled out of the nest as he searched high and low for the item he kept watch after. "Oh no, w-what if they replaced it?" Panic surged throughout his body at the thought. Surely one of the warriors would have given it to him? Then again, they hadn't a clue the importance the item could have been to the brown kit. His throat began to dry at the thought and tears threatened to fall down, but Hawkkit wouldn't allow it. Out of the corner of his now blurred eye he saw a small dash of brown-and-cream sticking out from one of the nests. A glimmer of hope dissolved the saddened thoughts he once had as he padded over. Gently pulling the object out, he smiled with satisfaction at the sight of a hawk's feather. "Hm, maybe I can..." He held the feather by the tip of its stem as he twisted his head to somewhat face the scruff on his back. Carefully and slowly he attempted to place the feather in the fur on his neck. Come on, please get in there! He silently pleaded. After a few more tries the RippleClan kit managed to get it to sit in place, even if it was a bit crooked. "Yes!" Hawkkit felt rather proud of himself, and now he would never lose it. "I can't wait until Snowkit comes back," he mewed, "I've gotta show her this!" His meows of excitement were drowned by that of his mother. "Hawkkit, we're waiting! The Clan won't stand here all day." How long were his family waiting? "U-uh, coming mom!" He began to race over, thinking about the white-and-blue kit. Snowkit, where are you?

~~~~

Someone's gotta tell him. Whelp, I wanted to do a little 'Before the Activity Check' thingy, and here you have it! 8D So begins the wearing of the hawk's feather. ouo

I'm pretty sure this might belong literature, but correct me if I'm wrong!

Art
Hawkkit and art belong to Me
Snowkit belongs to K-1-L-L

Story
I don't want to tag all those people again today so Bramblefoot, Lynxkit, Daisykit, Minnowkit, Stonekit, and Eelkit belong to their respectful owners. uwu