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Originally Posted by fenic!
This is not good. Rabbitpaw was panicking in her head- she couldn't let her father see Shellfeather, not here and not now. He was already too busy with his work in the clan, and she didn't want to make him feel even worse about himself now that all he needed was some time to relax. "M-Mom, wait! I have to show you something!" She bluffed, her fur bristling as she raced to go and fetch her mother in a hurry. There's Whisperblaze, too... I can't let them see her- I have to think of something big to distract her, quickly! Thankfully, she hadn't seen Russetstar yet, so he might not even be here at the moment. "You guys shouldn't go in there... You'll scare somebody." She stammered, her tail flicking in discomfort as she tried to think of a better excuse to distract him.
Russetstar didn't happen to even be in his den- he was on the other side of camp, looking for his mate, Whisperblaze. He hadn't caught sight of the two entering the camp yet, being much too busy to notice the pair. In recent news, his mate had gone on some sort of expedition and hadn't been back at camp since, worrying the russet-patterned tom as he sifted through other cats, asking them questions and looking around his side of the camp, already having checked the first half where Shellfeather and Spicepaw now resided. Thankfully, he hadn't been integrated into all of this drama quite yet, but he was very easy to spot in a crowd of cats thanks to his handsome markings.
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Shellfeather slowed, turning to look at her daughter. The white cat looked about ready to argue, but thought the better of it. "You're right Rabbitpaw. We haven't been here in almost six moons. We probably need to be introduced to the clan again." There was disapointment in her voice, but also understanding. "Where should we wait for Russetstar?" She asked, purring. "I also want to see Cricketpaw." Shellfeather's ears pricked as she looked towards the medicine den, hoping to spot her other daughter. "And Apple..." Shellfeather's voice trailed off. Her eldest daughter was a warrior, now, right? Shell wasn't sure, but she knew she'd figure out soon. The she-cat turned her blue gaze to Rabbitpaw, awaiting her instructions.
Spicepaw was sitting behind his mother, casting his yellow-green gaze around the clearing. Of course, the ever observant tom had already spotted his father. Spicepaw had an urge to walk over, but if Russetstar saw him, he'd assume that Shellfeather was here too. And from the worry in Rabbitpaw's voice, Spicepaw knew something was up. He just didn't know what. His most-likely guess was that Russetstar had gotten a new mate. The russet-colored apprentice wasn't surprised. His father was nice, and handsome, and Spice supposed every she-cat in the clan had a crush on him. Spicepaw himself didn't understand how one cat could attract so much attention. He'd seen it before, with a loner they'd met on their journey. He then turned his gaze back to Shellfeather and Rabbitpaw, seeing his mother looking expectantly at his sister.
Oh Rabbitpaw, please think of something quickly. He silently pleaded, trying to catch his sister's eye.