Reckless was one way to put it, but whatever the emotions running through Waspkits veins, it was manic. He was in a constant state of flight or fight, ready to run, hide, disappear into nothingness... but that was easy when you felt isolated from your own clan. Was this even his clan? Maybe it wasn't.
"Lion can--" He stopped when he heard his sister,
half-sister, calling out for the same cat in question. His tuft'd ears perked forwards, so he wasn't the only one sick of being in honour of something they weren't.
A sprint to his paws, he bounded inside, almost toppling as he halted besides his bigger sister.
"Same! I want a new name. I hate wasp, I hate it because its not mine nor will I ever be whole without... Without hornet," Even saying the name
stung.
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Rainquail thank you both for letting me join c: }