[versailles]

➸ crabkit

oh well, now she was alone since that mister quietclaw had walked off somewhere. that was okay, though, because it seemed that kestrelstar had more news anyways, big stupid grin on her maw as she realized it was announcing her and another kits arrival. woo! now everyone knew her, and she felt kinda famous, ear flicking in acknowledgment at the leaders words about oath. something about holding riverclan above all else, oh, clan kitties were confusing. (she guessed she'd have to get used to that though, since she was one now.)

mentions of thunderclan and the tense energy that emerged from it made her glance around, a bit confused. was it considered bad to be friendly with the other clan (and outsiders, from what she heard)? because, in her opinion, outsiders were pretty good, because her mom was one, and her mom was nice so she thought it was safe to assume most other outsiders were also nice. she wasn't too sure about thunderclan, but that clans name had sounded cool the moment she heard it-- so why was everyone seemingly against them?

oh, nevermind then. apparently thunderclan had killed a warrior, petuniaflame was the name, and she shifted uncomfortably as everyone became even more upset. crabkit wasn't too sure how to feel, she'd never witnessed death and couldn't really grasp the concept, but she knew it was bad and that she should feel sad, but that was a bit hard to do for a cat that she had never met.

big sea-green eyes drifted back up to kestrelstar, a cat that she liked a lot despite only meeting him a day or two ago, because he seemed pretty nice despite being a bit snappy. (this was all in her opinion, she wasn't sure how other cats saw him, but surely they had to like him too since he was a leader?) but that smile made everything, even though the weather was warm, made everything feel cold and she honestly felt a bit...disturbed. his next words only made that feeling become larger and her lips turned downwards into a small frown since some chaos started to erupt from that.

kill on sight?

well, the meeting was over and with that cold feeling still all around her, crabkit decided to hurry and run off to do her own thing. she was a kit! she would not focus on big cat matters, she had adventuring to focus on.