NovelNoctuary

Featuring: Flarekit Mentions of: Def & Flintkit & Firkeeper Haven looked spectral in the fading light. Colorless clouds drifted across a sterling sky, wispy white tendrils reaching from wall to wall like phantom fingers as night rose to muffle day. Fog pressed in on his sides tight enough to suffocate, stealing the breath from his lungs and leaving behind a silence so profound that even Flarekit, for all his usual chatter, could not find the will to speak. There was no trace of the waning sun; its warmth and light were gone, obscured by the shifting sea of mist. He felt lost. His path was aimless, his mind was empty. The earlier spur

Flare tries to move Def -- and fails miserably. DEF Def stands tall and resolute, looking around for the next participant in his challenge FLARE Flarekit approaches a Big Spotty Cat with his chin held high and a crooked smile on his face. He knows he's supposed to move this New Maybe Friend even though he's using a super cool power thingy -- though he isn't sure if he should just... start right away. When he's standing before the cat his smile widens into a grin. "Do I get to start now or do I gotta' wait? Sometimes there's talking and stuff before I can go." DEF "You can go ahead, but I'll be talking to you throughout," Def said, grinning.

In which nightmares and moonlight walks lead to an unexpected friendship WARNING: SHAMELESS FLUFF BELOW; DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE ALLERGIC TO MUSHY GOOSHY EMOTIONS Featuring Firkeeper & FlarekitYear 2, month 5 Post-CalamityMidnight, somewhere in the woods near Flarekit's den FLAREKIT At the start, it was always the same. Always. He would drift to sleep, tucked comfortably between Thunderkit’s legs or against Trimkit’s side or beneath mama’s plush tail -- and then he would wake all at once, and he would know before he had even opened his eyes that he was exactly where he had been the last time he dreamed this dream. Ther

In which Flarekit learns what it means to be a Darkling, and Nightmist learns a little about self love. Featuring Nightmist & Flarekit Year 2, month 6 Post CalamityEarly Afternoon in the Commons NIGHTMIST Nightmist was resting in the commons with her chin on her paws, eyes half-closed. She watched everyone bustle about through her lashes, a slow sigh escaping her lips. While she tried to be friendly with everyone, she was coming to realize that her circle of friends really wasn't that large, and those few cats seemed to always be busy at the same time. So alone she sat, in a little patch of shade, watching everyone else converse, conten