[Dolomedes]

Spiritbunny
| He/she/they | RC Warrior | Moons: 22 | Silver Tongue |

Spiritbunny found themselves padding slowly along over to the kit burrows. Planning to get a good look at how it's set up so that perhaps when they may get kicked out by Windclan, Spiritbunny could make a makeshift one wherever their clan lands. They wanted to make the exile as normal as possible for her kits, they are going to be so confused, weren't they? Their yellow eyes moved around the space and landed on one of their other children and it was going to be an even harder move for them, wasn't it? The queen was sorrowful that their babies had to go through something like this but she wasn't going to leave Riverclan. They've already been through so much here...and the other clans... they would never be treated as equal there, their kits looked down upon for being born from a Riverclan mother. Don't even get them started on going to the twolegs, they would take her babies before they were even a moon old. No, they've thought through the other options and the best course of action is to stay and to pray, though Spiritbunny wouldn't necessarily call themselves a religious type, she still believed in Starclan, just not with their being 'ultimately right,' or whatever. They were cats just like them who happen to be dead, they are still capable of being biased and making mistakes just as any living cat is. And stars know how many mistakes this clan has made in the past moons.

Spiritbunny dismissed that train of thought and found a space to settle down in. Too tired to stand or move around too much more. "Snailkit, honey, do you want to hear a story? It'll be about StarClan... have you heard much about them yet?" They asked on in their light and airy tone, though it was more strained than normal, showing their exhaustion with everything there was to be tired at, at this point.

[ @ashtuft - Snailkit ]