Slashgrass looked at her three beautiful kits, Aurakit, Bluekit, and Flowerkit, Bluekit has just opened his eyes and Slashgrass was excited, Bluekit was learning to speak too.
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Spiritsight, a young and small warrior, padded out of the warrior's den and into the clearing. She didn't look like she belonged in the warrior's den due to her small, apprentice-like size, but from the just-awokened look on her face, it was revealed that she was indeed a warrior.
Letting her ears go on a rampage of searching for the sounds of her apprentice, the small feline padded around the clearing. Padding over to the fresh-kill pile, she decided to get a tad of food down before going on a trip to the territories. She had decided to take Badgerpaw on a trip around the territory today.
Picking out a nice mouse, she found a nice spot in the clearing and laid herself down, keeping her ears up and alert. She had also considered finding her best friend and asking him to come along. He was one of the few in the clan who knew that the young warrior was indeed blind. She had a feeling that she could not succeed in taking Badgerpaw on a nice trip to the territory if she could not describe what Badgerpaw were seeing. Spiritsight didn't want to come off as a weak mentor. She knew she were able to go around easily by herself. She had proven that throughout her life.
Gulping down the last bit of the mouse, she decided to raise herself and try to go find her apprentice.
Snowstar made her way into the den, glancing around curiously. Snowstar hadnt really come into the medicine den much - Well besides after the liberation, she would come in to see what she could do to help since her wounds werent serious enough to be concerned about. The scent of herbs flooded her nose, and she blinked faintly, nose twitching faintly. The Siamese took a deep breath and straightened, shaking her head to clear her thoughts and looking over toward Wheatfur. She managed a smile at her former mentor despite the irritation that still gnawed at her. But she couldnt just be frustrated for no apparent reason, right?
Snowstar turned her gaze on the tiny black kit and was reminded of why she had come in the first place, to check on the new rogue kitten. A gentle smile twitched at her lips as she took a few steps forward and sat down, looking at the kit with interest. "Hello there, little one," She mewed softly, shifting into a more comfortable position. "Welcome to ThunderClan. Can you tell me your name?"
Runt peered as another cat entered the den, his weak muscles beginning to tense up slightly as he did not like his situation still. Wheatfur seemed trustable, but the stories his father had always told him about the savage, feral cannibal cats living in the forest still haunted his mind. So every new visitor made him tense up and believe he was in danger.
As the siamese approached him, he shuffled a little back in his nest to not be too close to the new face. He was still paranoid and slightly scared that these cats wanted to gain his trust before making his life even more miserable.
At the question about his name, he shook his head and lowered it. He hated the name he had been given. It was a discrimination of his person, and it showed clearly that his parents had not had a care in the world about him.
He hoped that this question would not turn up often. He'd already been asked it twice, once by Wheatfur and now by this new cat.
Peering at the newcomer, he pondered over what she had said. She had welcomed her to the clan. Did that mean she had some form of authority? If so, why would she go into the den to check on a starving, probably dying kitten that, according to what he had understood Wheatfur had said, was going to be given to some twolegs later anyway.
( @Spirit @Eye Of The Storm )
Snowstar scooted back slightly, not wanting to crowd the kit too much. "No?" She tilted her head slightly, briefly disappointed. Maybe the kit just didnt have a name. Snowstar studied Runt, her ice blue hues flickering over his black fur for a moment. "Thats fine. My name's Snowstar." She smiled gently. "So, what can I call you, sweetheart? If you're gonna stay in ThunderClan, you gotta have a proper name." She purred. Of course, she knew there was the possibility the kit didnt want to stay, but at the same time, she would at least get him to stay until he was better, fit enough to go out on his own. She couldnt force him to stay in the Clan, after all, even if she did hate the idea of him being out on his own again. Wow, attached already,
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70% of the world thinks Warrior Cats is stupid. 25% say who cares. I am part of that 5% that would take a hardcover Warriors book and slap the other people saying, "StarClan is out for revenge!”
