Buttercupkit could sense that Risingkit started to get a little sad when he mentioned his late brother. Something weird and new happened inside her. A strange milky feeling in the pit of her stomach. She didn’t like it, it made her feel bad. She wanted him to smile again, and she didn’t like that she had made him stop. She shuffled her paws. She didn’t really know how to make a cat happy. I mean loosing a cat was so hard. What was she to do? But no, somehow she figured she had to try. She felt compelled to. Why wasn’t really an issue at the moment. She just did. “I guess it’s not as weird of a name as I thought.” She tried to mend her early statement. It didn’t make her feel all the way better, though.
Buttercupkit took a pace forwards. She placed her muzzle on the top of his head awkwardly. “There, there.” She tried to make her voice sound soothing. It didn’t work well. She was used to forcing it flat and angry. She stepped away. She didn’t want her less than adequate attempts to consul him make him feel worse.
Rizingkit blinked at the other kits sudden touch, at first flinching away, but then settle into it "thank you.... Buttercupkit is a good name too." he didn't want to talk about his Brother or family any more, but perhaps he could at least revise one of his rules? the rule of having no friends?
She almost purred. Almost. She caught herself just in time. She wouldn’t get caught dead purring, not even for some cat who made her smile. “Thank you.” She said it curtly, though inside the glow was back. He wasn’t smiling again, but it was a start. Maybe she would make this her new mission. Risingkit’s attention was much easier to gain than her aunt’s. All she had done was come up to him. Plus it seemed to make her much more happy. Ok! I guess we’re changing the plans! At least for now. Yes it’s just a short break. Well what were somethings he might like? She looked around. Nest. Cat. Cat. Nest. Cat. Gosh had their den always been this boring? Then her eyes landed on it, a mossball. Yes! Every kit likes mossball! Even me! She padded over and picked it up. Evil plans already hatching. With a mischievous grin she threw the mossball straight at Risingkit’s muzzle. Then she scurried after it.
Risingkit silently waved a paw in the air "Mister Cowpaw? where do we go for the herb curriculum? i thought i'd ask since that sounds very interesting..." Risingkit meowed in an emotionaless voice
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She almost purred. Almost. She caught herself just in time. She wouldn’t get caught dead purring, not even for some cat who made her smile. “Thank you.” She said it curtly, though inside the glow was back. He wasn’t smiling again, but it was a start. Maybe she would make this her new mission. Risingkit’s attention was much easier to gain than her aunt’s. All she had done was come up to him. Plus it seemed to make her much more happy. Ok! I guess we’re changing the plans! At least for now. Yes it’s just a short break. Well what were somethings he might like? She looked around. Nest. Cat. Cat. Nest. Cat. Gosh had their den always been this boring? Then her eyes landed on it, a mossball. Yes! Every kit likes mossball! Even me! She padded over and picked it up. Evil plans already hatching. With a mischievous grin she threw the mossball straight at Risingkit’s muzzle. Then she scurried after it.
Risingkit Yelped at the mossball that hit his face "oh? so that how you want to play is it? Game on!" Risingkit raced after her, and apon getting his paws on the mossball luanched it into the air
Twistedkit almost flinched at the touch of Brightkit's nose. It felt familiar, comforting. Yet the physical contact made her think of Willowsky's harsh nips and the blows she'd inflicted whenever her daughter got too close. I ruined her life. I was naughty. I'm a murderer. Her emotions were settling down into a ball of sadness and confusion, yet clarity laced it all. Now she knew the truth, and it was a horrible, bitter thing, a fanged viper that bit harder and pierced deeper than Willowsky ever had. Brightkit's words were surprisingly positive in response. She was supposed to hate Twistedkit, wasn't she? Twistedkit didn't want to be hated, but she deserved it. Mother hates me, so they should hate me, too. Her mother was never wrong. If the small she-kit was as bad as Willowsky said, why was everyone so nice to her? Even her foster sister seemed to be trying to cheer her up. I wouldn't kill anyone. I don't know any battle moves. She... she was right. Logically, it didn't make sense that she'd kill anyone.
But you didn't need to know battle moves to be a murderer. You just had to be Twistedkit. Then you were a vile stain upon the earth who destroyed your entire family.
"You don't understand," Twistedkit mewed. Her words were choked, her voice horrible, but it could still be understood. She lifted her head to look at the tan-and-white she-kit with watery eyes. "I didn't kill them like... like that." The thought of killing anyone made her stomach turn over. Killing was really, really bad. It was against the warrior code, and it meant being evil and cold-hearted. That's what everyone said. Twistedkit was evil and cold-hearted, although she didn't feel like it. She was terrified of being like that. But according to Willowsky, she was. It didn't make sense. How could she be a murderer and evil when she was just a kit? Her mind was jumping all over the place for conclusions despite the horrible underlying truth that had seeped into her brain like rainwater into parched ground.
"I killed them because... because I'm wrong. I'm... different. Mother said so. I ruined her life. I made my brother born dead. I made my father leave and get killed!" Twistedkit began to tremble all over again. "I look weird. Twilightstar said it might be because of that. Does... does any other cat have weird tails or blind eyes or crooked jaws? Or all of those things?" She looked back down at her round black paws. "I'm horrible," she whispered. "I'm naughty. I'm very, very bad. I'm scared. I don't wanna be a murderer. I don't wanna be bad. I just wanna be a good kit. But I'm not. I was born bad. I was born..." What was the word? "Rotten. I... I don't deserve cats to be nice. But I don't wanna be alone. I don't wanna be bad and scary, but I deserve it!" Fear was coursing through her as well as awful certainty. The world was ending for her. But was it ending for everyone else? No. Somehow, Twistedkit felt certain that her existence was making everyone else's life worse.
"Y-you should get away from me," she whimpered. "I don't wanna make your life worse. I... I don't wanna hurt you, too."I don't want you to die. The black-and-light-gray she-kit began sobbing again, but her tears had run dry, resulting in dry heaves. She turned her back on Brightkit. Was she being rude? Was she being mean? Was she doing anything right? I have to do this. I can't hurt anyone. I'm... I'm horrible. But I don't wanna be... But I am... Twistedkit's bulging, dented, light gray tail-tip twitched, and she curled into a tighter ball. Her broken, crooked, twisted tail was accentuated; she could not draw it closer to her body to protect herself or provide extra comfort. Instead, it stuck out like a wrenched claw, and she wondered how wretched it looked to everyone else.
Risingkit sat near the group of cats that seemed interested in the announcement, silently watching and wondering about the life of a medicine cat...
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Littlekit looked aorund the group of cats awing in the camp she sat down near risingkit with curiousity
Beetlekit blinked at Fallownose's question, unsure how he would even explain. Maybe paw gestures could work? Or he could claw the dirt.. He sat for a few moments more looking at the deputy before deciding to try both. Surely that would work the best? That decided, he tried to explain, with a gesture of paw movements what had happened. He had saw a beetle, chased it for a long amount of time and when he looked up he was lost! It was a dumb way to get lost really, thinking back on it now. And there were SO many other bugs that he chased.. and ate. He thought of it like his own little adventure! Surely Fallownose would understand the sense of adventure? Finishing his charade and dirt doodle he hoped the tom would understand what he was trying to get across?
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Fallownose watched as Beetlekit began gesturing with his paws. Luckily, spending quite a lot of time with Cowpaw allowed him to get a gist of what the kit was saying. "So you saw a... bug? And you followed it, and then I assume you got lost?" he asked, just to make sure he had Beetlekit's story right.
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“I know. I took time to think about what I could do better. I’m sorry for taking longer.” She mewed.
Fallownose let out a sigh at Honeypaw's explanation. It wasn't what he had hoped, but it would have to do for now. "I hope that the extra time truly helped, because I won't be this lenient next time," he mewed sternly before motioning with a flick of his tail for the molly to follow him back to camp. "You will be known as Honeyfreckle again, but don't mess up."
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Coyote'ear saw Fallownose and said, as she dipped her head "I was going through a rough patch when missing my mothers! I dragged ButterflyKit with me because I didn't want to come back knowing she might be dead, no offense!"
ButterflyKit was happy to see another cat besides CoyoteEar, she nodded at CoyoteEar's story ans smiled.
The deputy's ears pinned in anger as Coyoteear gave her explanation. "So let me get this straight. You abandoned WindClan, who you pledged your loyalty too, and took one of our kits with you, because you thought we couldn't protect her? I have half a mind to kick you out to the Outskirts and just take Butterflykit back myself. Who's to say you won't pull this kind of stunt again if you miss your parents again?" he hissed, tail lashing back and forth.
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Moorkit padded around the den, bored and lonely, she wanted some cat to talk to her, she dropped to the floor and sobbed quietly and said "Cats come and go, there always wont be a cat who'll stay by you through thick and thin!" Angered she quickly says, "I'll never have any friends with the way i'm acting!"She yowls in frustration at herself for coming on too strong.
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