• Ravenkit •
mottled black-and-white molly with gleaming yellow eyes
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Her attention seemed to drift away as Nightshiver began speaking solely to the young Cloverkit, her mottled paws rhythmically tapping against the ground as yellow hues danced around the den, taking in every course of detail that they spotted. She mentioned something about how their clan had to fight to protect their families, home, or even the clan itself. Well, Ravenkit didn’t really think much of the elder’s words, just rolling the thought away with a simple roll of her shoulders. She would’ve came up with a small comment towards Cloverkit about the situation, but luckily the stubborn, hot-headed, mottled-furred molly kept quiet. They were here to learn, not be little brats and simply misbehave. Ravenkit briefly shook out her fur, clearing away any stray dirt or debris that decided to stick into her short coat. Afterwards, she decided to pipe up after her rather short moment of silence. “Well, duh! Of course we gotta fight! It’s in order to keep our clan safe and sound, right? So that none of the other clans try to take territory or try to hurt any of our clan-mates?”

The questions were genuine, but they weren’t legitimate. The young molly was simply trying to make a quick accusation about the situation. She listened once more to Nightshiver as she began to speak once more, ears erect and pointed directly in her direction to listen to her wise words. When she began to trail off, Ravenkit casted a quick glance in the direction of Cloverkit before finishing up what the older molly was trying to say. Or, at least, what she thought she was trying to say. “… But we lost, didn’t we?” Her tone was much quieter and more respectful, thankfully, but she still held a grudge against the clan that decided to take away ShadowClan’s old home. But that was in the past, and this was now, and now ShadowClan was much stronger than ever and can easily beat WindClan if that were to happen, which was one of the main thoughts that ran through the young kit’s mind. She kept that personal opinion to herself though.

Her thoughts were quickly dismissed when Nightshiver began to explain out her thoughts of the matter of why Beastspark was possibly demoted, the mottled molly cocking her head to the side as a wave of puzzlement and awe erupted throughout her. She supposed that Icestar probably did choose Dawnstar as the next leader due to her having more potential and maybe because Dawnstar was super cool! Then again, if Beastspark was better at serving the clan as a warrior, then so be it. That must’ve been the main reasons that Dawny was chosen as the next leader of ShadowClan, and Ravenkit personally thought that it was one of the best choices to be made. Other than that, the mottled molly glanced around in the playden, wonder flashing in her eyes as she awaited for the other molly to speak up again. Was this the end of the lesson? She didn’t know. “Was that it, Ms. Shiver? Is that all you wanted to tell us?” Ravenkit wasn’t much for being the impatient type, but she was just genuinely excited to blabber to her Mama Woolly about what she had just learned from the lesson.

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@Estelle @Woodlow [terribly sorry for the late response! I was out camping and I’m dealing with a sprained wrist at the moment!]