Quietkit
Shadowclan kit
Once again, a feeling of ennui plagued Quietkit. She was bored. Oh, so very bored. No one seemed to want to pay attention to her, but did she want them to anyway? Not really, but still, she would've liked some acknowledgement. I guess nobody had the time for her.
Tail flicking occasionally as the young she-kit sat in her nest, her thoughts suddenly changed to the idea of finding someone—a friend? A comrade? No. She didn't exactly want that; she hated socialising anyway. Mabye, she could find a common view with one of her kin. Which one? Mother and Father hardly even noticed her; her littermates had already formed bonds among themselves, and she didn't know about her older half siblings, so they left. Grandmother? Dawnstar was decent, though she was busy, so she'd just have to settle for someone who had more free time—someone who was not her family, perhaps?
Giving her paw a quick lap, Quiet snapped herself out of her wonders and decided that she was done thinking about her no-good family and worthless clanmates and started thinking about herself again. She didn't need anyone; she could trust herself, and besides, what made them think they'd be good enough for her?
(I really don't know where I was going with this but, Quiet needs more relationships! Even if she doesn't want them! :3)
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