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Originally Posted by alec
->> jayfrost <<-
[ he/him | rc warrior | 26moons | burn baby burn ]
a tall silver classic-tabby with well groomed short to medium length fur and icy blue eyes quiet, irregular paw steps sounded outside the nursery, the only indicator of the silver tabby approaching until he had moved in front of the entry enough to momentarily shield a bit of sunlight from shining in.
in preparation of goldfishs kits being born and him eventually spending a lot of time in the nursery he had plans to check up on the kits, it had been before the raid when he had last poked his head in for more than a moment and he felt a tiny bit very guilty he hadnt offered his help in so long.
he slipped in, giving the queens a polite smile before settling down himself, jayfrost was semi sure he knew some of the kits in passing but the ones he had spoken to more mustve been apprenticed recently. probably one of the meetings he didnt attend because moving even a few steps had been more of an effort that he could bear at the time.
but now he was doing considerably better, as good as a cat can manage with a broken leg and halfblinded, and whatever kit would hopefully approach him wouldnt be too much for him to handle.
( @Marigoldwhisper - marigoldkit!)
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Marigoldkit
She\Kit\RC
"Keep your head up! You need to look at the world around you!"
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Y'know, Marigoldkit was starting to think someone was having the time of their lives watching her suffer like this. It was a bitter thought, yes, but she... No. She wouldn't think about it. Starclan had good intentions for her, they were paving her path and she'd let them. She was glad really that she remembered Starclan even after she wandered away from Riverclan.
Marigoldkit stretched herself with a yawn before nibbling on a large mouse. She wasn't sure why it was so big, but she didn't mind it. More food for her! That's all she could think about.
Mid-chew she paused to sniff the air. A unfamiliar yet Riverclan scent entered to nostrils. She perked her curled ears towards it before completely turning to meet the... Wounded cat?
Honestly it was an eye sore. Their pelt was groomed to perfection but it greatly contrasted with their deep wounds and blinded eye. A look of pity washed over her face. Marigoldkit didn't have to be battered black and blue to know how they felt.
She finished chewing before piping up. "Hello there, shiney pelt sir!" She mustered a wide smile. "You're
very pretty. Or handsome. Whichever you prefer. Oh sorry, that sounds very wrong. You're well groomed! Yup, that's what I meant."
Now that she knew the general features of this tom, she refrained from looking at him straight ahead and rather focused on the buzz of cats behind him.
"I'm Marigoldkit! Pleased to meet you."