[poppy]

Originally Posted by Howlpaw+

@poppy.

Archkit limps to the fresh-kill pile, taking the smallest mouse at the bottom of the pile. The small dark grey tabby tom looks back and forth before they retreat to the far end of the clearing.
The small cat cannot remember their past no matter how hard they try. Their mother was named Twilight and their father was Grey, they can remember that. They have four sisters, yes.
After that... They remember absolutely nothing, so they are over protective of their four sisters. Way over protective.
'Twilight and Grey would want me to protect my sisters forever.' The cat thinks to themself as they lick their muzzle clean from the blood of the mouse. They walk towards the nursery before a cat catches their attention.
Not normally one for talking, they move towards the cat warily. The cat doesn't look too happy. They think to themself, then grab another mouse from the prey pile and take it to the cat.
The tom cat.
"Um... Hello, I... I'm A-Archkit." They murmur softly, lowering their head. "I brought you a mouse."

Ice blue eyes fixated on a small, lame kit as they limped through the clearing. The massive tomcat watched as the kitten picked up a mouse and, to his surprise, approached him. Archkit, that was what this kit was called. As the kit spoke, he kept a blank face. This kit didn't have parents. He had some sisters, that was the bare minimum of what Timberwolf knew. ''Nice to meet you, Archkit.'' He rumbled, a change from his usual response was to kits who approached him. It was warm. Or as warm as this cold, broken cat could be. ''I'm Timberwolf.'' Looking down at the scrap of a mouse the kit had brought him, he looked at the kit, a smile in his eyes but face still dull. ''I haven't earned the right to eat today, why don't you sit by me and enjoy it instead. If you're going to be a big strong warrior, you'll need to be strong.''