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Re: RiverClan Leader's Den
Wingkit
He/him | 4 moons | No purrks For awhile, Wingkit stared up at Larkstar. Something seemed fishy, and it wasn't just the smell that lingered around camp. He wasn't an apprentice but that didn't mean his nose didn't work. He could barely smell his father anymore in his den, and while the caliby didn't know what that meant he was sure it wasn't anything good. "You better not be lying to me, Aunt Larkstar..." Because if she was... mud was going in her nest next. Forget the warrior's den.
Ears perking up more as Larkstar asked about the strange kit, Wingkit let out a small growl and stood up. "He's got no fur! Well, he does but patches of it are missing! And he called dad 'Big Bird'. His name is not Big Bird, it's Falconfeather! See?? He can't be my brother because I don't remember him and he wasn't there with me and Honeykit. And... And... And he doesn't even seem to care that dad is gone!" He had told him his name, right? What was it again?? "His name is Ha- something. I don't remember the rest, but... he's an imposter!"
By the end Wingkit was gasping for breath from how loud he got, taking a couple wheezes in and out. His fur had fluffed out and he swallowed back the odd taste that had started leaking up his throat. "You gotta tell him, Aunt Larkstar. I can't find dad, so you gotta tell this kit he ain't my brother, okay??"
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