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Originally Posted by Static
@ Hopekit
Birchkit looked around the clearing in awe, amazed at how big some of the warriors were.However, his awe did not keep him warm,so he was still shivering, even though he tried to hide it so none of the warriors would send him back into the nursery. The kit was still near the entrance to the nursery in case he had to run back to his mother, but he was hoping nothing would cause him to do that. The light brown, tabby kit prayed to Starclan though that a warrior would not approach him. Or an apprentice. Or anyone really. If he said something wrong, he could make Fawnkit, his sister, feel embarrassed and it would be his fault. He could ruin his mothers reputation of a warrior if he goofed off. He was determined not to let that happen. |
"Hello!" Simplefeather greeted the kit, approaching him uncertainly. She flickered her tail and accidentally it slightly touched the kit's fur. Simplefeather remembered the kit's name- it was Birchkit, right? Anyways, the kit's fur was rather cold. "You're... going to freeze to StarClan out here. You do know that right?" she said, a bit jokingly but a bit serious. The tabby kit was dangerously cold and she knew that the weather was unforgiving; if Birchkit didn't go into the nursery, he would freeze. Especially if he was standing alone without the body heat of other kits. Simplefeather tilted her head interrogatively at Birchkit, wondering why he was practically torturing himself. The nursery wasn't too far away, a few tail-lengths at most. Birchkit wasn't too lazy of a kit, so why wasn't he going back into the nursery? Simplefeather shook her head. No. Where is his mother?! Why's she not taking him back inside?! Simplefeather thought to herself.