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Originally Posted by Willooow
Spottedfire, despite once more not knowing who this kit is, instantly kicked into comfort mode. He started licking his son's head, purring as if he thought the soft sound would help. Mmrrrrip he trilled, nudging Burnetkit to the den with all of the herb-scent. Maybe that'd help?
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Originally Posted by 5K3LL3T0N_5H43
Brambleberry had heard of the sickness many were getting. He was thankful to have steered clear of it to this point but poor Burnetkit was sick. “try to drink some water. it may hurt your throat but it may help the sick come up and make you feel better.” he signed to his son
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Burnetkit looks at his two daddies. the sick little kitten blinks. water? where-? he signs kind of slowly. he doesn't want to slur his words - although he knows that it is almost impossible to 'slur his words' when he is signing. he had heard about the sickness as well, but Burnetkit had only eaten the food that his fathers brought for him. his cold blue and warm green eyes look between his fathers, he gets a whiff of herbs. something in him fills with fear. i don't want to see Drizzlecloud - not like this. i don't want to make her job harder.....
but i don't want to die....