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May 22nd, 2023, 01:42 PM
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save it 'til im dead
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Talking things out can be hard, but I wont judge you my dear. [p]
.' Cedarsparrow '.
( @SuspiciousMindz sorry, I'm not too great at starters!! )
It was a calmer day in the new Thunderclan camp, although there were still cats repairing and making dens most of the nervous chatter concerning the sinkhole had died down. Cedarsparrow was taking a small break from helping with the repairs herself, she lay in the dappled new-leaf sun, with a half eaten mouse at her paws that her mate left for her. She had wanted to volunteer to help with more than just den work, but there were already so many cats covering everything else that she didn't have much choice, actually, it sort off surprised her just how many cats were volunteering. From the youngest apprentices to the most senior warriors, everyone was pitching in, stars, even some of the kits were insisting to help with putting together nests and decorating the nursery.
She smiled slightly, it was nice. She flashed a small look towards the nursery, spotting her daughter Treekit by the entrance. She was almost able to become an apprentice, which of course she was happy for, she would make a great warrior when she got older, but she couldn't help feeling rather sad. What if she forgot about her when she started training? It wasn't an uncommon thing to happen, especially since Treekit wasn't her biological daughter, but she was the most precious thing in the clans to her, she had always treated her as her own child, so to loose that relationship because she was growing up would just break her heart.
Last edited by Apollo.; May 23rd, 2023 at 12:41 AM.
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May 22nd, 2023, 09:02 PM
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Just A Fossil
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Re: Talking things out can be hard, but I wont judge you my dear. [p]
@ Apollo.
The voice in her head
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Treekit was lounging near the entrance of the nursery. The she-kit was about to be an apprentice and each day that went by just made her more and more anxious for her ceremony. Who would she get as a mentor? Would she make new friends? Would she keep her kit-hood friends like Salmonkit? The questions buzzed around her head and she was clearly distracted.
They don't care about you like I do
The voice echoed in her head again. She'd been hearing that exact phrase for a few days now. Mostly since they finally settled into the new dens. Her green gaze grew distant for a moment until the burning sensation of someone watching her drew her attention away from this voice. Treekit glanced over to see Cedarsparrow and her ears perked with interest. She was quick to get to her feet and bound over.
"Hi mom!"
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