[redshiftreign]

 

you can break a shovel when you break new ground.

purrks: agatha kitty, mind reader, go with the flow

[ @birdie [wingkit]]

the tiny little thing poked a paw to his chest, and rushwater lifted his own to, gently as he could, return the favor. "don't gotta poke me, i get the point captain." if the little rat didn't want to be called kid, captain would do just fine, seeing as he wanted to dish out orders anyway.

rushwater could see him becoming a rather fine addition to the clan.

"already planned on it. if honeykit doesn't show up, you and me will go investigate and find 'em. you'll get to play sleuth for a day." that was not going to happen. he was not takin' a literal baby with him, but the kid- sorry, captain -didn't need to know that.

he kept his eye on the kit as he scampered towards the entrance, keeping a close tail on him. the least he could do was make sure this kid didn't have to wait alone.
without his father.
dead father.

rushwater had to close his eyes to push away the budding headache. where had he heard that before?

today sucked, and more than ever he felt like a petulant child himself. the inner turmoil was a real pain to deal with, and keeping up his calm exterior was even more difficult when he wanted to retreat to the warriors den and bury himself for a whole moon untill he forgot about family and kin and legacies. rushwater lived in no one's shadow.