Under The Moon; We Yearn For The Sun

Clangen blog from the POV of a kitten

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Safety In Shadows is a clangen blog that takes place from the PoV of young Fumblekit as they try to make sense of a dangerous and harsh world.

Tags:

TBA

WARNING:

This blog contains heavy themes, such as(but not limited to):

addiction

child abuse (physical, mental, and emotional)

Starvation and cannibalism

TBA as it goes

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Moon 1 part 1

Fumble hated being cooped up. The hole had begun to feel like a punishment, not a home. He'd tried to sneak out one time, but didn't even manage to pop his head out before Ginger had grabbed him. Fumble learnt a valuable lesson that day.

Time-out is much, much worse than being bored. The heat that prickles under your pelt, knowing that you're being judged by the other kits? No thanks.

He'll just have to find something else to do.

Little Robin was always a fun time! The little tomcat was guaranteed to be on the same wavelength as Fumble.

Not in the nursery... Not in Velvet's room... not with River or Butterfly.. He doesn't blame Robin for not being there, though. Butterfly is too bossy and River is.. weird. Velvet says they're gifted, but there's nothing 'gifted' about being kicked in the middle of the night because River had a 'special dream.'

Fumble doesn't even check to see if Robin is with Shadowpaw. Nobody likes Shadowpaw.

Clear isn't very happy with him when he yowls in her room. Especially since he'd walked right up to her nest. Her paw is only out of the soft bedding for a moment, but she gets him in that moment.

Fumble falls over his paws, bouncing and fluffing up at her. She only rolls her eyes and her body until her back is facing him. Fine! Be a grump!!

No Little Robin. Which means he needs to find something else to do. Running through the options in his head, Fumble realizes that he'd missed a cat.

Miss Tea!! Surely they'll know! Teaclaw knows everything.

His yowling is more than enough to get their attention, drawing them from a conversation with Gingerpurr. As soon as she sees him scampering over, the leader mews a hasty goodbye, leaving Fumble and Tea alone. Perfect!!

"Teaclaw!!! Teaclaw!!!!!!!" He inhales. Before Fumble can get off another shout of their name, he gets a paw on his head.

"I'm right here, buddy. You'll wake the bears if you keep yelling." Teaclaw's fur is as frazzled as ever, something that makes the tiny tom frown. How come he has to have neat fur and Teaclaw doesn't!!!

"Bud?"

Oh, right!!!

"Teaclaw, I'm borrrrreeeddddddd!!!" He flops at their paws dramatically, swatting up toward their belly. The overworked gib just sighs, nudging him back to his paws. "I wanted to play with Robin, but I couldn't find him!!! I checked with River and Butterfly and Velvet and Grandpaw Edge and Clear and-"

"Fumble!" His muzzle snaps shut, looking up at her. "I get it. Let's find something for you to do, okay?"

"Anything!! Well, 'cept for sorting plants again." That draws a laugh. Fumble's face scrunches as he recalls the bitter tasting herbs. Not doing that again.

"Well, there's some pelts we need to dry. Or, you could go count the prey." Her words drone on and on. This is worser than herbs, he decides.

What will Fumblekit do?

Help with the pelts!! maybe I'll get to keep one!

count prey, and maybe steal some for a snack >:3

Fix Teaclaw's fur! If I have to look nice so does she!

Voting ended onAug 5

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Moon 0

"The older cats are allowed outside. Today Vel and Ginger went out to get some herbs. Vel has to take someone with her when she goes up. Grandpaw says it's cuz her fur's too short."

family gained + 2 lungwort!

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Moon 0 - Introduction