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Originally Posted by frankenpaws
The she-cat's face grew wider as a grin tugged at her lips. "Bee? What a nice name.. And for such a sweet chap, too!" She chimed, now rising to her paws. Tossing her pine green pools from side-to-side, the femme denounced that is was safe enough to bring the kit home. Of course, she would've been more interested in whether he had come from one of the rival clans or not; but judging by the state of his coat and health, it was extremely unlikely. Plus, the youth had stated that he had no idea where his residence was, which was a pretty big sign that he was probably an outsider.
"Of course we can go there, dear." Soft words escaped through her lips, as did a few slithers of air. Velvet-like auds twitched as the she-cat knelt her head down to pluck up the youth's scruff between her teeth. Being careful that she wouldn't end up hurting the young feline, Pipitchirp gently grabbed the tom-kit's scruff in the most delicate way possible. There was no way she was letting him walk back to the Skyclan camp, obviously."Peakit will certainly like having another friend around."Although her voice was mainly muffled, most of the words were pretty clear. But, it wasn't just Peakit who would enjoy Bee's company. Pipitchirp would most-certainly admire having him around. |
Bee beamed as he was lifted into Pipitchirp's jaws. It made him happy to be carried by the scruff again, hanging limply as they traveled. Though, Bee's long back legs were noticeably much limp than the rest of his body, which he had very clear control over. He pawed at the air with a multi-colored pad, black and pink,
pretty and soft and young. He outstretched them both, letting his ear twitch. After a moment, he asked that dreadful question.
"Who is Peakit, Pipitchirp?" Bee asked, rowdily. He'd caught himself before referring to Pipitchirp as 'mommy', a mistake he didn't yet want to make.
Though Pipitchirp's presence was growing on him as very motherly, he was still mildly unsure of the most elegant molly's true intentions, and where her strange scent came from, where she lived. Who Peakit was, among other things. There were far too many questions for Bee to ask all in one setting,
so he thought that he'd just learn all these things. He desperately wanted to know who Peakit was, and why the cat would enjoy Bee's visit. And,
with all that, he still desperately missed his real mother.