Playing With Accounts on Kugyay

[Dragon]

Rosekit licked Sunkit and stood up and giggled as he fell backwards, "Come on! Lets go to the river! Maybe Bramblefire will be there!" she purred. The two had always loved visiting their older half-sibling who was actually an elder. She would watch and take care of them, like they were her own kits, unlike Badgerstar who wasn't sure what to do with them.
Sunkit perked up immediately as if someone had turned on sun. A smile came to his lips and hopped up his tail straight in the air. "Yeah!" he squealed sounding like a run of the mill kitten for once in the evening. He kneaded the ground and leaped toward a worn forest path, "Race ya!" With that, the golden tom began to race down the path.
The calico cat mrrowed with a purring laugh, and pelted after him her tail whipping her as she raced to the river.
Rosekit barreled in, her soft fur covered with cobwebs and dead leaved but she was panting hard and bouncing from paw to paw in excitement. "Beat you!" she yowled as Sunkit burst in, a moment after her.
The ginger tom trotted to a halt a frown on his face. "That's cheating! You didn't tell me there was a log there!" he accused her, his pelt puffed up with indignation.
"Ha!" Rosekit chided, "You weren't looking, so you running into that log isn't my fault!" She laughed loud and clear, like a trickle of a mountain stream.
An old muzzle pressed its way through some sparse undergrowth. The two kits stiffened and they stared but their expressions melted into happy grins as the face was fully revealed. It was a kindly, brown tabby face. Slightly aged, but lined with tragedy. Sinewy black stripes came from the bottom of her soft green eyes to her jaw line looking like running tears.
It was Bramblefire. The youngest elder of Serpentclan, and daughter of Owlstar. Also Sunkit and Rosekit's half-sister. She purred when she saw the two kits, and limped towards them revealing her black striped body.
Sunkit purred in delight and leaped forward and licked at her face like a begging wolf pup. His dark green eyes glittered like emerald and he rubbed against her feet. "Bramblefire!" he cried.
Rosekit followed close by and politely licked her half-sister's shoulder. She smiled radiantly and looked up at her elder. "We missed you!" she exclaimed.
Bramblefire licked both of their head, and she looked down at them with quiet green eyes. "I thought I heard kits." she purred softly, and nudged them as she hobbled toward the river's bank. The two kits followed her like ducklings.
Bramblefire settled quietly on the bank of the frosted over river. Her dull eyes gazed at the unmoving surface with a peaceful look and she glanced at the two kits. "Where is my father and Blueefire?" she asked, tilting her head to one side.
Sunkit suppressed a hiss of spite, and he turned away waves of anger roiling off his golden pelt.
Rosekit only glanced at her angry brother as she shuffled her small paws and looked down at the ground. She glanced up once or twice at the elder she-cat, "They went looking for Sapphirekit." she murmured.
Bramblefire looked at them nervously, her ears flicking. "Who do they think she went?" she asked licked Rosekit soothingly over the year.
Sunkit answered this by whipping around and giving off a disturbing snarl for one so young. "That filthy shrewstar!" he spat, "They try to keep his identity away from us but I can hear my parents whisper about him."
The calico she-kit looked at her brother sadly, "Please don't say that about them." she whimpered, her lip quivering slightly. "You miss them too!"
The golden kit looked at her out of the corner of his eye, and whispered. "I do miss them, but I wish they would focus on us for once, its like they don't care..."
Bramblefire touched her nose against Sunkit's gently, a faint smile on her lips. "Of course they care." she murmured, and tucked her paws beneath her chest.
Rosekit curled up next to Bramblefire's side, and snuggled her muzzle into her flank glad for the adult contact that she had strived for, for even if her parents were hunting down her sibling at least she had Bramblefire to watch her.
Crickets chirped in the gloom of the evening air, a cold moon hung in the night sky as its luminescent rays illuminated the frozen rivers. The light seemed to play on the ice, glistening and shimmering in a gleeful dance. There was a distant hoot of an owl, but no mouse scurried and only the cricket song echoed through the cool air.
There was tentative paws in the distance. Followed by a tiny wail of fear that seemed to resonate throughout the clearing but was quickly cut off by a sharp hiss. Then a tiny gray bundle rushed into the clearing nearly running into Bramblefire.

-cuts off the rp =O-

[Dragon]

Owlstar regally sat upon a rock, licked his mangled paw carefully and eyed the shadows impatiently. His single eye flicked from his spot and he gazed at the night sky a sigh forming in his chest.
He fluffed his ginger fur and he crouched low a soft growl of annoyance coming from his throat. But it quickly vanished when he heard the softest of rustles in the night forest. His ears flicked and he narrowed his eyes into the gloom of the forest. The old leader sat himself up again and straightened his spine as a shadowy forms emerged.
A broad black form stood tall over a group of four kits that scuttled at his feet. But one kit hung back near his big paws, with dull eyes the larger tom and the small kit gazed across the clearly suspiciously until they saw the old leader. With calculated pawsteps the meagor group trotted forward.
Owlstar stood stiffly, and dipped his head to the dark warrior. "Welcome, Dragon That Soars Overhead." He greeted warmly, but a sadness reflected in his dark eye reflecting sorrow for a moment then it vanished with a pleasant smile as his gaze dropped to the kits. "I see we have some kits we need to be To-bes and apprentices." he purred.
Dragon nodded, and he gruffly licked the smallest kit, a gray she-cat over the ear. "Indeed." he meowed, and looked over Owlstar's shoulder and twisted his head around. "Where is Eagle That Perches on Rock?" He asked, still looking around for his mother's lithe form.
The ginger tom shrugged, "She doesn't enjoy coming down from her mountain." He commented, glancing at a rocky boulder field that led up into the crest of the mountain. "But she should be here anytime soon."
A Burmese she-cat leaped down from rock to rock, her long tail waving. Her brilliant blue eyes glittered cautiously as she left the territory of her mountain home. Her claws scraped across the rocks, "Hey down there!" She called from her rocky perch, her voice was bright and lively like a hopping mouse. The she-cat slid down the rock with practiced ease, and she landed about a fox-length away from them.
Owlstar lifted his scarred head up swiftly and grinned cheekily at the mountain cat. "Hows that mountain of yours?" he laughed, his smile broadening, "Not sure how your live up there, its to cold to get your paws wet, and its darn right cold!"
Eagle laughed, her voice like the low chiming of bells. Her blue eyes glinted, "You silly old furball! I know you like the mountain as much as I do!" she purred heartily. She glanced at the kits and mewed with happiness, and approached the boldest of the litter, a black and white tom with sparkling green eyes, "And whats your name, little kin?"
The kit puffed up his broad chest, and growled defiantly at his elder cat. "I'm Rain That Falls from the Sky!" The tom returned boldly, his head high in the air and his tail straight up. "I'm going to be the best Cave-guard in the tribe!"
Eagle laughed and licked his head, and looked at the two other kits behind him. A gorgeous white kit with vibrant blue eyes that seemed to shift like the moving river. And a broad, and powerful looking ginger tom with dark eyes. "And what are your names?" The mountain cat asked.
The snow white she-kit was the first to respond, shouldering her way past her brothers. "I'm Frost that freezes the flower!" she purred, and then added, "I'm gonna be a prey hunter!"
Finally, the ginger tom kit leaped on his sister with his powerful paws and pushed her aside. His dark eyes looked up at her, with curiosity glinting in his eyes. "I'm Hollowkit!" he squeaked, "I'm gonna be an apprentice today!"
Eagle smiled at them before looking at her son, "They're lovely kits, Dragon." she purred, then a gray shape caught her quick eye. "Oh! And who is this!" She padded to the side, and gazed a small gray kit with nearly black eyes.
The she-kit looked up with terrified eyes, and she edged backwards against her father's paw. Her black eyes glittered with fear, like dew of a black pelt. She didn't respond to the Healer's question only crouched low with a growl.
Dragon looked nervous at the reaction and responded to the question. "This is Petalkit, she took Pinetwig's death...really hard." he choked out his old mate's name.
Eagle glanced at her son and she crouched near the kit and murmured low soothing words. "Its alright, Petalkit." The she-cat soothed, "I'm not trying to hurt you, no one here is."
Petalkit seemed to loosen up, and shift her paws and she flicked her ears with new alertness. Her eyes flicked calmly, and she murmured a few words. "I'm going to be an apprentice."
Eagle purred, and licked the kit's ear like an a soft hearted queen and stood up and gave a small stretch. She glanced at Owlstar who was beginning to look bored at the pleasantries. "Let us begin the ceremonies."
Owlstar yawned, and nodded. "Lets get this going, may I have the honors of starting?" He meowed, as he rose to his paws.
The Healer inclined her head forward, "The pleasures all yours!" she climbed upon a tall boulder and waited for the older cat.
Owlstar jumped after her onto the stone his claws leaving deep marks in the hard surface. But he easily got to the top to look down at the group of five cats at the base. Dragon backed away from his kits, and looked at Owlstar from a distance.
"All cats old enough to catch their own prey join beneath the clearings tallest boulder for a meeting!" he yowled, though he did not expect anyone to come but it was tradition. "On this day, the numbers of Moonclan's apprentice's shall swell as we welcome new arrivals into the the den! Yet, also in the Tribe of Rushing Water the To-Bes den shall welcome new cats!"
He saw the young cat's eyes glitter from the forest floor, they watched him with intensity in their eyes and he smiled warmly. "We shall not wait any longer!" The old cat looked at Hollowkit first, the boldest of the two clan kits. "Hollowkit, until you earn your warrior name your shall be known at Hollowpaw!" he yowled, "Redclaw shall be your mentor! I hope he passes on his intelligence and strength onto you!"
Hollowkit puffed out his chest with gloating pride, and he looked around for his mentor who had quietly sat out of the clearing to observe the cats.
Redclaw prowled forward to touch noses with his new apprentice. His green eyes glinted with pleasure, and he fluffed up his calico fur and he stepped backwards into the shadow.
Owlstar continued on after he had watched them, "Petalkit!" he yowled, and he looked down at the timid kit who had flinched at the sound of her name. "Until you earn your rank as a warrior, you shall be known as Petalpaw! And Squirreltail shall be your mentor, I hope she will pass on her confidence and gusto onto you!" He called out into the night air, his voice ringing in the trees.
A faint smile came to her face, and she dipped her head slightly to the leader and she glanced around for the she-cat that would be her mentor.
A dark red she-cat bounded in, her long elegant tail swishing and waving in the cooled air. She was bright eyes and hyper, with a wide smile on her narrow, wind swept face. She quickly dipped her head down, and pushed her nose against Petalpaw's nearly making her fall onto her back with the eagerness of the touch.
Owlstar smiled, and he turned his head toward Eagle, "Please continue on with your ceremonies." he meowed, formally.
Eagle leaned toward and looked at the two remaining kits that were yet to be made To-bes. "There is no official ceremony, but I welcome you to to-be den, and our training is a group effort and I wish you the best of luck. Rain that falls from the sky, you are now a cave guard To-be, and Frost That Freezes Flower, you are now a prey hunter To-be. Let the Tribe of Endless hunting be your guides."

-done wif RP-