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Originally Posted by Thyme
He looked down at his paws, shuffling them. "W-Well, y-you said t-that your m-mate d-didn't w-want to h-help w-with your k-kittens," he used 'kittens' oddly enough, through his stutters. He always had used the word kittens rather than kits, except when saying a name. "B-But w-where i-is he? Y-You n-never really s-said anything s-specific," he sputtered. His tail began to bristle with nervousness. "S-Sorry for b-being so...U-Upfront." He hadn't stopped shuffling his paws yet.
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"Well," Littlewing started, flinging another paw full of moss at the pile.
"He's in Riverclan." She mewed. "But his brother is here," Littlewing finished.
The queen balled up the pile, adding more with a scrape of her claws. Her fur ruffled as the wind blue by. The Siberian flicked her ears, swiping a paw over her ears.