Mallow lies on the ground under the trunk of a tree, tucked into the nook between the roots. Her mother may have left her all alone in this dumb place, but she did teach her how to not die first. At least the dumb tree blocks the dumb wind. She sniffles a bit, it is still cold. Her wide amber eyes narrow as she curls her tail around herself for warmth, but it doesn't do much with her shorter fur.
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Re: ThunderClan Outsider Joining
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Originally Posted by BEAR.
[ dino is slow and forgetful so i got u ]
When Wolfhive did his sweep of the territory, he wasn't expecting to see a ktiten curled up beneath a bush. He paused for a second, just taking it in - how the kitten was shivering, how disheveled and helpless she seemed.
He got down low to the ground and reached to sweep her toward him; the motion was quick but gentle, and if she allowed it she'd be tucked into the warmth of his fluff. "Can you talk, kit?"
[ thank you lmao poor dino ]
Heart was taken by surprise when she was abruptly pulled into the big cats fur. It was a quick move, and as gentle as it could be, and she was too numb in the mind to do much to protest. The suddenness of both the movement and the change in temperature from cold to somewhat warm shocked her a bit out of her vacancy.
"Um... y-yes..." she responded quietly. It's kinda hard, she didn't say. I'm still really cold on the inside, she didn't say. Please don't hurt me, she didn't say. Anything more than a confirmation seemed like an impossible amount of effort, so she left it at that, and just kept on shivering in silence without really feeling it.
__________________ " The heart has it's reasons...
"You know where your ma is?" She seemed bitterly cold, and since she wasn't trying to fight him Wolfhive began to try to lick her fur the wrong way to stimulate warmth. That's what one did with kits, right? He wasn't sure in hindsight.
If he could find her mother - awesome, hopefully this wasn't a case of a bad parent. A lone kitten in the woods gave him a bad feeling though, was painfully familiar, and if she wasn't sure he'd scoop her up and take her to camp. He was pretty sure Softdaisy wouldn't mind another duckling.