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Originally Posted by ChillCat
@ Snow Carrot I'm writing Silentkit as an autistic character and I'll use some of my own experiences with it. My parents say I didn't talk until i was 4 and I wasn't fluent until 6 so...yeah. If you want i can put a translation of what she's saying under the text
Silentkit's mother is an ex-shadowclan cat named Ivyshade who dropped her suffix after she left. She would occasionally tell her kits stories about the clans
Silentkit plopped her face in the snow and took a huge mouthful. After she swallowed, she sat down. "Miss Mama. Tell about Clans. Barn is home. Why home burn?" If Quailpaw had had a similar experience, maybe he would understand? |
(Good idea. It always makes a much more believable character when you draw from your own experiences and real-life stories; Silentkit sounds like a charrie I want to follow!)
Quailpaw tensed, fighting with the past. Letting out a slow breath, he began to regain control, but his response to Silentkit was unfortunately curt. "
I don't know. Probably those stupid twolegs." He bit his lip-- he hadn't meant to be harsh, but it was hard when Silentkit's story reminded him of such long-buried emotions and feelings.
Quailpaw hadn't been in a fire, but he knew what it was like to lose everyone. All at once. Bloody, snarls, barks, claws that slashed-- and gone.
He
hated twolegs.
Sighing, he apologized. "
Sorry. I didn't mean to snap. But yeah. It might have been twolegs."