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Originally Posted by ophelia
Oh, she wasn't sad. That was good. Maybe he'd cheered her up! He purred, scowling playfully as she reached down to wash his brow. Gracklekit was glad she agreed with him. In all honesty he missed his mother, and rather wished she'd come back. Maybe bring him a star. That would be SO COOL. He brought a foreleg up to clumsily pat back down the fur she'd licked into a ridge, likely matting it further. "When I grow up, I'm going to visit her in StarClan," he informed the queen solemnly.
"Cottonkit?" He looked around for the white kit, but he was nowhere in sight. "Uh uh," he shook his head, distracted by a fly buzzing near his face. It landed on his nose, and he jerked his head abruptly, scrunching his muzzle. Tickled. Cottonkit, Cottonkit. "I bet he's exploring! Ooh! Maybe he discovered a new...rock! But a special rock." He thought for a moment. "A BIIIIG one," he exclaimed, rocking back over his heels as he pronounced the word.
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She laughed as the kit pads the place she had licked. It only made her want to groom honestly, but she refrained from following her motherly instincts and perked her ears at the reply. Huh, she wondered what was told to him that made him think he could just visit starclan.
"When you visit you should bring me something back and tell your mother I said hi." She purred, pleased to indulge the kit's dreams. She did genuinely hope that Bravebird had a chance to pay a visit to her kits in their dreams, it would be a nice reminder that she was watching out for them, she knew they had to miss her even though their time with her was brief. But Leopardsong wasn't certain how starclan and visits worked, she bet if it was easy the spirits would be visiting their loved ones nightly.
"Oh, you're so smart why didn't I think of that." Leopardsong giggled at Gracklekit. Her eyes briefly followed the fly that buzzed around, fighting the natural urge to catch it. "He probably found a rock or something special. Hopefully, he'll come and show me once he's done exploring." Her concern for her wayward kit remained at the forefront of her mind, but this interaction lifted her mood.
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