@Dark Rose
Creekkit burst through the entrance. The cold air whipping her fur and causing her to squint to avoid her green hues from watering. Leaf-bare was awful, but just like any other cat, she would deal with it. She just needed to adjust to it right now. In the mean time, she spun, facing her sister as she too ran into the clearing. There was much more room here for the two soon-to-be apprentices to bound together for one of the last times. "Beat You!" she declared with her tail in the air now. It waved teasingly back and forth and her eyes gleamed with triumph.

Originally Posted by Dark Rose (Post 88975) Brightkit shot out of the nursery after her sister. Her fur fluffed up instinctively from the cold, but that didnt stop her from shivering once at the change. The nursery was warm, sheltered from Leaf-bare, but outside was freezing. The calico shrugged it off; She'd get used to it. The apprentice to be skidded to a stop immediately, narrowing her sea green eyes at her sister playfully. "Yeah, okay Creekkit." She purred, bopping her sister on the nose with a paw. "I'll beat you one day!" Brightkit declared, smiling as she cocked her head to the side.

"Nuh-uh! I'll always come in first place!" she giggled, crouching down defensively as her sister bopped her nose. Her nose twitched slightly and she wondered what they could do now. They can't leave the camp, but they had the entire clearing to themselves. Since so many of the clan were gone, it made it much more open and clear. Creekkit let her gaze travel around, thinking up something to do or where to explore.

Originally Posted by Dark Rose (Post 89332) "As if!" Brightkit chuckled, crouching as well. She smiled in amusement as her sisters nose twitched, before letting her gaze roam around. Brightkit glanced around herself, her sea green eyes wide with excitement as she thought. So much to do, so much to do. And she'd noticed alot of the warriors were gone--Off fighting the 'other Clans'. The six moon old kit still wasnt certain about these new Clans, or really what they were but who cared. "Hey Creekkit, have you ever wondered who our real parents were?" She asked the question suddenly, without even thinking. Her ears even flicked up in surprise as she truly hadnt expected to ask. But now that she thought about it, she realized she didnt know. Honeybee was always a good adoptive mother to Brightkit and Creekkit, but now that the question was in the air more followed. Were they really loners, or even...Kittypets, that the Clan, that Honeybee had taken in? Or had their real parents died not long after the kits had been born, or did they abandon them? The possibilities were endless and Brightkit was now curious to know. Who were their parents, their biological parents?

The tortoiseshell blinked at the sudden question, sitting upright and studying her sister's expression. Sure Brightkit was her only biological sibling, but surely she liked Honeybee and Sagemist enough to now worry about their real parents. Their parents left them or whatever, obviously they never came looking or they never came to see them. Why did it matter? "Obviously they didn't want us, I'm happy to be Honeybee and Sagemist's kit," she blurted out, not caring too much how blunt or angry it came out. Sure, Creekkit was bitter about her biological parents, but they were both too young to remember them so why think about it? Their adoptive parents made them seem clan born and right now, that's all that mattered. They were loved and wanted. "They treat us like we're clan born and I'm content with that. I don't need to know where I came from to realize that I'm meant to be here, because I already know that!" she declared hoping that Brightkit would agree. Maybe now they could go back to play fighting? Perhaps even challenging each other? Or did Brightkit have more to say?

Originally Posted by Dark Rose (Post 89768) "I know, I love Honeybee and Sagemist and im glad they took us in but..." Brightkit trailed off, wondering whether to go on. Her sisters words brought both pride and sadness to the she-kit; After all, they were loved, but Brightkit truly did want to know what had happened to her biological parents. Did they really just abandon them like that? "Maybe they did want us Creekkit, but we dont know what happened to them. Like, maybe they died or..." She struggled for words, wondering what to say. What could she say now? The calico fidgeted for a moment before shrugging slightly. "I..I guess it doesnt really matter anyway." She muttered, dragging her paw across the ground. Maybe her sister was right, maybe their real parents really didnt care about them. Maybe they really did leave them to the Clan and go about their own lives. But for some reason Brightkit couldnt imagine that...Why would they give up such sweet, innocent kits like her and Creekkit? Why didnt they want to keep them? Or maybe they died, Said a nagging voice in the kits head, making her frown. No, Creekkit had to be right.

Creekkit flicked her tail a few times. Why was Brightkit so concerned about the parents they don't even remember? She couldn't even remember what they smelled like, so why bother? "There's no way we'll ever know," she replied. Her tone became a little more hardened. "Why are you so worried about them anyway?" she mumbled, her forepaw scuffing the ground to send up dirt. Although Creekkit was so set on the idea that their parents didn't want them. Then an idea struck her. "If you want to know so bad, why don't you ask Honeybee how they found us?" she spoke, her green hues filling with hurt. She didn't want to know. She didn't care. If she knew what really happened or where she came from, she was afraid it would change the way she saw clan life and her own life.