WindClan Elders' Den

[nyme]

ALL I EVER WANTED
WAS TO BE OF WILDFLOWERS

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MAGGOTKIT . 3 MOONS . IT/ITS . WINDCLAN

Maggotkit listens with bated breath, silent as stone and focused on Duckthroat. It cares for very little in this life but stories, and it reveres elders like they're star-sent. Even so, Duckthroat's story has it squirming by the end, face crumpling into an outraged litte frown. It's angry on the apprentice's behalf; why didn't anyone want to go with them? To keep them safe out there? Maggotkit sides with the young cat, feeling for them.

"That apprentice had a bad mentor," it declares coolly. Since Maggotkit is using the younger cat in the story as a self-insert, it has naturally decided that everyone else in the story should have been catering to them. "Poor apprentice...I hope that big nasty badger got eaten by a...by a...by a bigger and nastier badger." It sniffs. The moral has flown right over its head. "Okay. I want another story. Please."

Oh, now Duckthroat's getting please. Maggotkit must adore him. It flicks a brief look at Silverfur, and another sour expression pulls at its whiskers. Maggotstar. How awful. It would hate to be leader...but if being leader meant making Silverfur eat a tick...hmmm...

"You'll do it," Maggotkit replies hotly, irritated with the warrior. It's so upset that this grown adult cat isn't catering to the every whim of its kit self that it almost contemplates a tantrum...but a tantrum right now might mean missing that second story. "You'll see." Maggotkit swears grumpily. Okay, well. Guess this means it has to strive toward leadership one day, just to make Silverfur eat a tick. She'll be eating two ticks, now, for the trouble she's caused. Maggotkit sticks its tongue out at her.

Take that.

It's so pleased with its little show of rebellion that it takes a moment to propery register that Silverfur's come over to clean it up. Maggotkit squawks awkwardly, cringing away like it doesn't quite know what to do, now. In truth, the little kit isn't bathed often. Whiterabbit rarely has the patience for such a chore, and Maggotkit han't yet learned how to do a good job of grooming itself. It hisses, moody, but it doesn't move to stop the older cat from helping. It does feel nice, being clean.

@SilverFur. ; SILVERFUR
@Tallstar ; DUCKTHROAT

[Tallstar]

{Duckthroat-105 Moons}

Duckthroat finishes his story and acknowledges the warrior “mm thank you I also hope the apprentices actually start doing it..maggotkit you’ll help me when your an apprentice won’t ya?”he asked light heartedly as he watched the squirming ball of fur gave a tantrum while being cleaned up his eyesight wasn’t the best so he hadn’t noticed how filthy the kit was “If you hold still for Sikverfur I’ll tell you another story how about that?”

@nyme
@SilverFur.

[SilverFur.]

@nyme @Tallstar

Maggotkit would get a good clean, Silverfur's tongue would make sure of that. She would pause and frown at the kit. "Well either you've fell down a rabbit hole or you've not been cleaned in some time, this furs all clumped and knotted together, I'm surprised you don't have ticks, it's a miracle really" she exclaimed.

She would nod her head at Duckthroat. "Yes, I hope the apprentces start to pick up a few more duties, rather then ignore the more boring ones for hunting and fighting" she would mew.

She would pick up Maggotkit gently and reposition him to get the rest of his fur clean. Looking at Duckthroat she would twich her tail, "you can tell a story about some of the recent events that's happened in windclan. Like how we drove those fox hearted riverclaners out" she would comment.

"Seems Twilightstar wasn't impressed with how many of her clan didn't show up at the battle patrol"