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Originally Posted by Fuzzyfeline
Pipitfeather felt a sudden nervousness but pushed it away. He couldn't be his normal socially awkward self when this little tom needed him. " I'm Pipitfeather, what might your name be? " The splotchy tom answered him. At the tom's next question he blinked. "I don't know where your mother is, did you get separated somehow?" He asked tilting his head again. What would the kit think of that? A strange cat offering to take him to WindClan camp before admitting he had no idea where it who his mother was. It was honestly pretty sad. Witch made this tom feel sorry for him.
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"If you're not mother, then where-" Clawsion paused to try and remember. He saw a queen and a tom running, him in the queens mouth. The queen was yowling at somthing, something he couldn't see, or remember. "I-I dont know.." He tried to stand but flopped to the ground and squealed. "My l-leg!"