[versailles]

@spade //

➸ crabkit

shell collecting was fun, especially with a warrior to help. (being alone was never fun.) and with the shells she had found, crabkit felt pretty proud, having hid some of them away in a spot that she thought was pretty clever. she didn't want anyone stealing her shells! sure, she would give most away to sad warriors, but she didn't want someone she didn't give it to to steal it from her. that was a bit scary when thinking about and made her frown.

but now, holding the white and grey shell she had found, the gingerkit was poking her head into the den and prancing in. she had heard this was the den that kestrelstar stayed in, she wasn't too sure why he got a separate den, but she figured it was because he took care of all the cats here. sadness and stress turns cats fur grey and it falls out! her mothers voice rang in her head and she hummed. kestrelstars fur was already grey, so she wasnt sure if that first part applied to him, but she was sure the last part still would.

"mister fishstar," she called out, voice all high pitched like most kits, but because of the shell, it was very muffled. she took a few more steps into the den, and looked all around, squinting at the darkest corners to make sure there weren't any scary monsters. maybe mister fishstar is a monster, she thought with a tiny gasp, noticing the den itself seemed to be dim even with the light shining in.

crabkit dropped the shell on the ground, "crabkit has a gift for you! momma says gifts are good for sad cats." the last part was quiet, almost a whisper, as she didn't know if the leader wanted to hear that she thought he was sad or not.