Nursery

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The LighteningClan nursery is a large abandoned rabbit burrow. There is lots of shelter for the queens and their kits and plenty of space in the main nesting area plus the two nesting areas breaking off from it.

Toxickit nodded, his eyes narrowed. "I will just take a nap for now." Positioning himself in Kestrel's old nest, he wrapped his tail around him and laid down.

Frost gets up and stretches, looking at Toxin. She sweeps up her nest into a clean bundle. She looked around wondering if she could play with one of the other kits.

Wrenstar nosed Tumblekit. "You wanna go play little tom?"

Tumblekit nods, he jumps to his paws. "play play!" he runs around wrenstar playfully.

She licked his head and crawled out of the nursery to the Clearing.

Tumblekit: mews for wrenstar

Blackfoot padded into the nursery, angry that she was in charge of the kits during the gathering.

FrostKit padded in beckoning to her companions.

Tumblekit: mews sadly pawing for his mother.

KestrelKit waited at the entrance quietly for ChaffinchKit.

Chaffinchkit follows. "He's in your old nest, right, Kestrelkit?"

"Yes." She poked ToxicKit. "Hey, Wake up!"

Toxickit grumbled sleepily, flattening his ears to muffle his new Clanmate's annoying mew. "What?" he growled, only half paying attention to the two other kits in front of him.

FrostKit waited patiently, concealed by a clump of ferns, the mousebile hanging from her jaws. She listened to the conversation.

Blackfoot watched them curiously, but didn't intervene.

She shoved him out of her old nest. "Come on and act like a normal kit for once."

He grudgingly obliged. "I am normal. You guys are the freaks," Toxickit muttered under his breath. "What do you want?"

She was about to growl but thought better of it. "Come outside and play with us."

He frowned suspiciously. "Fine."

Chaffinchkit glanced at his sister, a little upset. He didn't want to play with Toxickit, of all cats! "You could've come up with something better," he muttered out of the corner of his mouth.

She shrugged. "Could you have come up with anything else?"

"Yes, I could have," Chaffinchkit meowed indignantly.

Toxickit flattened his ears. "What are you guys talking about..." It was more of a statement than a question.

She ignored his comment and padded into the camp clearing.

Chaffinchkit and Toxickit followed. (Because I'm too lazy to write anything else. :I)

A tree falls blocking off the entrance/exit of the nursery due to the earthquake.

Tumblekit cries for his mother startled by the shaking of the ground. He whimpers and runs toward the exit pawing at the tree.