[Fawn]

"Yeah, I'd like to meet them," he confirmed, rolling his eyes, "but I meant.. the ghosts that I know. I don't want to see them." Fawnsqueak could go without a visit from Frostflight, from Willowpaw.. too sad, or Willowrose. That last one stirred fury.

While he was speaking, he didn't hear the tiny pawsteps that'd joined them but did feel the lump of fluff basically topple into him, and he jerked back to examine the disturbance. A kit? Fawnsqueak's eyebrows knitted, his head tilted. As he opened his mouth to sound the alarm to Thistlestep, it caught in his throat as he noticed another kit following behind him. "Is.. are-- where are these things coming from?!" Fawnsqueak implored, his tail-puff fluffed up in surprise. "Is the thicket producing them, or something?!"

But oh stars above, the universe didn't have mercy on him yet because there was a THIRD. Fawnsqueak's eyes were bugged out staring at Thistlestep, silently questioning what they were supposed to do with this.

@BILL. @Slushie, @Katwhisperer, @Wolfie