"Chivekit youre tiny and everyone was pretty certain you were dead, hell Im having trouble believing this myself. Youre not a monster or a secret but it would be easier for you if we just told the clan Mom found a kit that looked like... well you and decided to take you home. However it might not be the best idea cats may view it strangely I admit. Even if we let Lionstorm and the rest of the family in on it its not the best image. Honestly telling the truth may be the best bet, Chivekit escaped camp and got lost and his size is due to the lack of food and probably disease, then later he got a bad hit on the head and found his way home. Its a strange situation but still, Chive youre gonna need to spend a lot of time in camp anyway until I so much as deem you healthy enough to leave with a full patrol much less only one cat for training." His younger (he was second born and would not forget that and it was even more obvious with the new size difference) was going to be medicine cat den bound with him for a moon as least as Snakeheart made sure he was disease free and did his best to stuff the silver tom full of enough food to turn his balloon shaped. His sibling was going to gain the hight he lacked by force if Snakeheart had anything to stay about it.
"And no you are not walking on your own Id carry you if I didnt have my herbs myself you may not be a kit but I know from experience you only escape being carried by mom when you get too big for her to. And youre defiantly not that big."
Then there was the question that made his blood go cold. Snakeheart really didnt know how Chivekit knew the information he did, the tom mustve been lurking around the border and convinced himself he heard it in starclan from the head trauma. Some were probably assumption but the rest was the smaller toms mind tricking himself into beliving something impossible was how he knew. There was no other explanation. But answers to that part wasnt Snakeheart was capable of answering. Emotionally the tom couldnt handle the thought of the littermates he played with being gone and while it probably wasnt fair to leave Foxblaze to answer it he took the excuse to wander off a short distance and fleece a burnet bush to get out of doing it himself. Still his entire body was physically drooping as he did, morosely picking leaves off of the bush as he refused to look at his mother and brother.
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