The day was calm and quiet, nothing had disturbed the young kit recently.
Mostly the introverted femme had kept to herself, but she'd met some cats
in her clan and that was a start. She didn't feel as if she knew everyone, but
making friendly conversation was a start. Despite the young one's beauty
she felt as if she were an outcast amongst clanmates. No one truly knew
who her father was, and something was off about her mother- for she
had abandoned her shortly after she had been born. Some of her
fellow cats may want to meet her, but she didn't know that of
course. What bugged the youthful femme most was that she didn't
know why her mother had done what she did. It puzzled the femme
so much that she didn't notice the queens making a fuss, and she
didn't notice that Wingkit had passed away. It was foolish of the young she
but she was spaced a little bit, thoughts wandering far off into the grayish
sky. Normally the sky would be a clear and light blue but in leaf-bare, there
was no way it'd be the brilliant blue it normally was. As another feline burst
into the clearing the young kit jumped, Thornclan!? Thornclan was here???
No! It couldn't be... how had they snuck upon the vigilant warriors of
Dawnclan? No! Why must Thornclan be so violent?? Can't the clans live
in peace for once? Littlekit thought in dispair. Her mind suddenly became overrun
with all the different reactions she could have to this, should she scream like a
scared little kit? Should she hiss? The most tempting thought was to run over
to Nettlewater and offer her assistance. Yes. That's exactly what the small femme
should do, although she was introverted she still had loyalty in her heart- and
at her core she wanted nothing more then to learn the skill Nettlewater had. She
wanted to become Dawnclan's medicine cat one day, it was no easy task but it would
and should be done.Cream dipped paws scurried as fast as their short legs would carry
them, there was one place that they set to travel to. The nursery. Upon scrambling inside
the warm and protected den she cried out "Nettlewater! Thornclan is attacking!! C-Can
I help you in any way...?" The kit's voice quivered with uncertainty as she addressed one
of the most important cats in the clan, it was quite bold for such a shy femme. Her wide blue
eyes bravely stared up at the high-ranking clan member, her light pink nose twitched with a
hint of fear as she stared at the adults.
same(Welp, I wish Cluck were here.)
Well good night!!
