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Originally Posted by billiebear6
(For Aquarius)
Halfkit wandered through the forest. He was confused, as he had gotten lost on his wander through the forest. He had just wanted to look for herbs so he could be useful, but he had lost the trail he had left. He had used some bits of fur he had taken from the freshkill leftovers, and also some bones. But, he had heard some loud noises from the thunderpath, which spooked him and turned him around. He was lost, had no ways of telling where he was, and his only two legs couldn't carry him anymore. He fell to the ground, his legs aching. He sighed, resting. Maybe someone knew he was out and had noticed his absence,
and would come to save him. He would be fine. Everything would be fine. "Hello? Is anyone there?" The kit mewled out, his voice shaking. He hoped a friendly cat would find him, and not some fox or a badger.
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Wisteriapaw held her muzzle close to the ground, her maw slightly open as she took in the sweet scents from the forests. Hundreds of smells flooded into her mouth, and she fought to pick out the warm smells out of the damp plants. That's what she loved and hated about ThunderClan - the diversity of the forest. It was pretty, but it made scenting everything so much harder. The white tabby raised her head, her ears pricked erect when she scented another cat in the forest. She felt her pelt stand on end - if anyone caught her in the forest without a warrior, she'd be in so much trouble. She felt a shiver go down her spine, but the molly soon realized the cat she had scented had some milky undertones on the wind. With confusion, she cocked her head, her amber gaze glancing around. Following the scent trail, her paws crunched on the leaves under her as she padded forward, the scent growing stronger and stronger with every pawstep she took away from camp. A thicket blocked her path, and with a subtle growl, she nudged it aside as much as she could. Pulling herself through, she raised her gleaming gaze and spotted a teetering kit in the clearing, their eyes bright with worry. Wisteriapaw bounded forward, suddenly curious. He heard the kit, who had their back turned to her, ask if anyone was there, and the molly padded up so she wouldn't startle the kit. "Hello?" She asked warily. She had just been made an apprentice, and she had already found someone in the woods! How amazing! But... why is a kit lost in the woods?