[Quietheart]

Originally Posted by XFR0G_L0veRX

She entered the nursery with the thrush hanging from her jaws as she curled back up in her nest and began to eat it with quick and fast bites. She licked her lips as she finished the bird and buried it in the sand.

Originally Posted by WhitesilverQueen

Flamekit followed his brother, head dipped. Then why am I so quick to check if a cats ok? Am I not a good warrior?

Originally Posted by Caspian

Lavenderkit shook his head when Flamekit said to take a break, “A real warrior doesn’t know when to give up” he said softly and got up before hugging Beetlekit

Originally Posted by Gay'Fluff

Beetlekit flinched, backing up a few steps and looking at his littermates. He hadn't meant for Lavenderkit to get hurt! He raised one paw slightly to go over and apoligize but the guilt made his paws stick the the ground as he looked away. He really hadnt mean't to hurt Lavenderkit!
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As Quietkit reached out to grapple Lavenderkit with his forepaws he saw Beetlkit's paws also connect. The combined force of both kits pressing into the black pawed tom sent him tumbling. Quietkit managed to grind to a halt slowly flinching as he heard his brother protesting that they had hurt him. Unsure what to do the grey furred tom shuffled his paws nervously for a few moments until he heard Flamekit tell the duo to continue playing. He turned towards Beetlekit who looked like he was feeling similarly guilty. "Sorry Lavenderkit...We both are I mean."

Taking a feeble pawstep away from the situation Quietkit brushed his tail over the black and grey fur of Beetlekit to reassure him things would be okay. "How about you be the warrior and I'll be the badger?" It was hard for the striped tom to take his mind off Lavenderkit, but distracting Beetlekit seemed to distract Quietkit form his worries also. What does a badger even look like? As he thought this Lavenderkit came over and gave Beetlekit a hug, which helped to reassure Quietkit that his brother was fine. He had chosen to be a warrior earlier in part because he had no earthly idea what a badger even was. He closed his eyes trying to picture one but all that came to mind was dark shadowy creatures with large claws.

As he was lost in thought the cool minty scent of his mother flowed into the den. When his eyes opened he saw she was carrying some kind of bird in between her teeth. "Is that a badger mom?" Quietkit blurted the words out, his head looking up at her expectantly. His tail was raised and his one good amber eye was glossed over with curiosity.