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Originally Posted by Jay-Jay
He nodded. "Of course. We need help dragging and weeving the brambles to the nursery, then we need to hunt." The tom meowed. As his ear flicked he turned around and swiped at a mouse that was creeping out of the old nursery mess. " There must be a nest inside, bring Hollkit, Berrykit, Owlkit and Willowkit and show them how its done, Ill help Whitestep carry Leafclaws body out of camp t bury him. After, make a new fresh kill pile." The senior warrior said padding away. @ Role
Pinewhisker looked at her, brushing his tail along her side. "Do you want any help bring his body out?" He asked. "Leafclaw was a good warrior, let him fnd good hunting and shelter." He sighed. He raised his voice. "Shadowclan is back, the camp is a mess, a warrior has died, I wish him a good journey to Starclan." He looked down at the kits, "Do you wamt to catch a few mice for the elders?" He asked. |
Whitestep shuddered and nodded. Her nose wrinkled at the scent of Leafclaw's body. It smelled rank and had a sour stench to it, though no animals ate from it. Whitestep began to nudge his body onto her shoulders, stumbling a bit at the weight.
The kits nodded in unison, still upset about the sight of Leafclaw. Berrykit's eyes sparkled, however. The kits were each six moons, ready to become an apprentice, and have been very excited about hunting and fighting. Owlkit, Hollykit, Berrykit, and Willowkit all raced out of camp, but Willowkit hesitated. "Shouldn't someone come with us?"