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Originally Posted by RedHead

Her ears flattened to her head in annoyance as the kit had the nerve to follow her, after he so clearly expressed his disliking for getting her food in the first place. "Well, I'm still growing kit. Might not be big now but eventually I will be." She straightened herself up in her sitting position, teal eyes grazing over the fresh-kill pile to see what there was for the picking. She spotted a mouse quickly, near the edge of the pile, something she could take and it wouldn't be very noticeable if it was gone. Plus, Flowerpaw didn't need very much to hold her over, due to her smaller size. "I live in Windclan." She murmured to the kit, slightly distracted as she pulled the mouse from the pile quickly, before turning around and taking a couple steps away from the pile with it in her maw. "And Fawnpaw.. Well... he's..." She set the mouse down as she was speaking, glancing around the clearing to see if she could spot the brown-furred tomcat. Not seeing him, she turned her gaze back to the kit with a huff. "He's my friend, who's also my captor... okay? And he lives in your clan." She finally meowed, sitting down and taking a bite of the mouse as she finished her sentence, eyes fixed on the creamy kit with a hard glare.

His head tilted to the side in confusion. "What's a cap-tore?" he questioned, eyes wide and innocent. Palekit's tiny tail waved back and forth. "I've never heard of a windy clam before! What's it like? It it like the river clam?" The marbled tom-kit bounced on his toes and hopped around Flowerpaw excitedly. "I wanna see the windy clam! I wanna see the windy clam! Can you take me to the windy clam?" He leaned close to the she-cat's face, their noses almost touching as she took a bite of the mouse.