[Neptune.]

Cinderkit
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6 moons || she/her || ShadowClan Kit
small black tabby with minimal white markings; amber eyes

Her grandmother's call was loud, and Cinderkit winced as she blinked open amber eyes. Everything hurt, and she was so tired, but this meeting was important... her litter was being apprenticed now that they were old enough. Would she be allowed to be an apprentice too..? The leaf wrapping of medicinal poultices tied to the stump where her leg used to be crinkled as the black tabby sat up, her face screwing up in pain as she accidentally put pressure there.

She'd been told to stay in her nest, but Cinder wanted to be there for her siblings, even if she might end up getting left behind. With effort, she pushed herself to standing and hobbled the few tail lengths it took to get to the entrance of the medicine den. Walking felt strange, part of her was aware that she was one leg short, but most of her still expected to walk with all four paws, so she was off balance and awkward in her steps.

Somewhere ahead, her mother looked as impassive as ever, but surely there was an undercurrent of pride beneath her pelt? Cinder certainly felt proud of her family, even if she wasn't sure she could join the rest of them - just hobbling this far had nearly winded her. But she would be able to see and hear everything just fine from here, so... it would be ok. It will be ok.