Deadmoon was trying again. Her attempt to bond with Jaggedkit had been a miserable failure, ending with her paw shredded and the young tom with no memory of doing so. And him accusing her of overreacting, because apparently biting was normal for kits? She didn't think so, certainly not with such ferocity, with an almost hunger, and then with no memory of having done so, but what did she know? She hadn't been a kit in moons (40 of them, which was terrifying to think about), and even when she had been she hadn't really had any siblings or friends to bite. So maybe it was normal. Maybe. After all, Strawberrykit had taken a nibble out of her tail as well.
Regardless, failed as she had been in making friends with Jaggedkit, Deadmoon had hope. Not much, admittedly, but she was going to TRY and talk to Frostkit next. So.....here she was, again, poking her head into the nursery like a massive weirdo. She had an offering this time, a thrush which might not have been tried by Frostkit yet. Or maybe it had, who knew! Whatever. An offering. Food was a way to cats hearts, and while she didn't expect Frostkit to love her particularly, she'd like to end this little 'hey I exist I'm your dad's friend and if anyone ever messes with you I'll shred them' chat better than the last one. She supposed that the whole....shredding bit would stay in the subtext, but it was true. She WOULD shred anyone who touched the kits.
Thrush in her mouth, Deadmoon popped her head into the nursery, eyes scanning for the light colored tom. There he was.
Hey, uh, Frostkit! I'm, um, guessing you know who I am? Maybe? If not that's fine too obviously of course but would you like to.....chat perhaps? And maybe eat a thrush! I don't know if you've tried one before, but if you haven't you can now! If you want! Ok Deadmoon, time to shut your fat mouth up. Deadmoon shut the heck up challenge, difficulty; Impossible. @
Dolomedes (I did NOT get this out shortly, but it exists now? I suppose?)