A small kit(Cardinal) was curled up against the wall of a hole he had dug out. He was mewling in his sleep. His back away towards the entrance. The entrance was only big enough for him to slip through. He was scared he had somehow lived and escaped his abusive parents. He was only a couple moons old at best.
__________________ “I'm done playing the pawn. It's time for me to be king.”. ― Kion Winchester.
"I still say you're flea-braine!" A she-cat's voice hissed through the undergrowth. The loud stomping and crashing through the ferns certainly sending alerts to any nearby prey.
"Heavens help me..." Murmured a different voice.
"What was that?!"
"Nothing..."
Notch pushed aside a fern frond as he padded through the undergrowth, mentally groaning. How did I get suck with this cat? He honestly couldn't remember. They had both been together in a rogue group many, many moons ago and traveled a very long way together before settling down in the area. Somehow along the way, he became tethered to the most obnoxious she-cat in the world. That said though, while he'd never admit it, he would miss her annoying voice if they ever did part ways.
After they traveled a little ways, Notch finally drowning out the sound of Cricket's complaining, he thought he heard something odd. Notch stopped dead in his tracks, lifting his tail for Cricket to do the same.
"What now? Stub your paw on something?"
Notch resisted the urge to roll his eyes at the ornery she-cat. "Thought I heard something." He meowed coolly. There! There it was again! It sounds...like a kit! Concerned and curious, Notch carefully followed the sound, careful his paws made no sound as he had no way of knowing what he was walking into. Then he found it: a little hole just big enough for one tiny kit to curl into. He studied the kit closely before lifting his head and looking around. No sign of mom... He waved his tail for Cricket to come up to him.
"Cricket, come here." He meowed, keeping his tone even and low so as to not startle the kit. "There's a kit here."
Cricket rolled her eyes when Notch started to inspect the area. She had, of course, heard the kit's cry as well. She just didn't care. She padded up to Notch when he called her, but she glared at him. Openly displeased to be taking time out for this. "Kit, eh?" She growled irritably. Then she spotting the kit, and her eyes glittered mischievously. "Oh good, I was starting to get hungry." She growled, pulling her lips back to show her teeth as she licked her lips.
This time, Notch did roll his eyes at Cricket's antics, shaking his head in disbelief. No matter how much he sniffed the undergrowth, he couldn't find any trace of any other cats around. Certainly no parents or guardians. Strange, he's too small to be on his own.
Notch returned to the opening of the little carved out hiding space, crouching down to be as level with the kit as possible. He slapped his thick tail over Cricket's mouth to shut her up from saying anything stupid any further. "What's your name?" He asked, trying to make his rough voice sound encouraging, ignoring Cricket as she rolled her eyes.
* He awoke at a mew and whipped around. In front of the entrance were two cats. He was shaking in fear. Visibly shaking. He shook his head and didn't say anything (More like he was too young to say anything.). His body visibly scarred and missing patches of fur. *
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__________________ “I'm done playing the pawn. It's time for me to be king.”. ― Kion Winchester.
* He awoke at a mew and whipped around. In front of the entrance were two cats. He was shaking in fear. Visibly shaking. He shook his head and didn't say anything (More like he was too young to say anything.). His body visibly scarred and missing patches of fur. *
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Notch immediately felt a stab of sympathy when he saw the state the kit was in. Must be too young to talk still. He mused. "Hungry?" He asked the kit, hoping that he would recognize the word and at least react in a way that would let him know how to help the tiny thing. He ignored Cricket as she scoffed and plopped down behind him. Glad that she was at least staying quiet.
* He stayed in the back of the hole. He nodded lightly and looked at the other cat. He was in fact hungry, but was not up for being trustful of the other cats. He stayed away from them. *
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__________________ “I'm done playing the pawn. It's time for me to be king.”. ― Kion Winchester.
A kits hidden home. ((OPEN))
