"Really? anything going wrong?" he says. "maybe I can help you out!"
@Songwing
"N-no, you don't have to do anything. I'm fine... really." Fiercekit put in quickly. He was flustered now and some blush was in hid cheeks. Why is it that he only felt this way around Stepkit.
@WarriorzFan
Her ears flattened and he decided to make her ears pick up in suprise."that's poisoned I can tell" and then said, "just kidding! by the way, your name is sunnydew." "I know that because.. guess what! you told me! crazy right?"
@AntiAngelic
Sunnydew looked at the kit, her eyes now just looking tired. "I'd hate if this was poisoned, but who'd poison me?" She ate the remaining of her prey and got up to settle back in front of the Warrior's den.
Whitewolf flicked an apprehensive ear, genuinely hurt by Bumblekit's words. She was more afraid of him going down the wrong path than anything; that was why she'd taken it upon herself to raise Dogspirit's kits in the first place. The influence her father'd had on her upbringing had meant everything, and Whitewolf could only imagine the cat she would have become if he hadn't been there.
Whitewolf could have been many things. But she sat there--a harbinger of strength, honor, and loyalty--staring back at the kit who'd used hurtful words with the intention to harm. Her features gave the pain away, like the way her tattered ears drew back at Bumblekit's harsh tone. But all anyone could see in her eyes was a steely glare back; a complex conglomeration of wisdom, disappointment, awareness, and so many other things.
They were the eyes of a survivor. Of someone who'd lived to tell tales that the dead would never know.
"That is quite enough, young one." Whitewolf's posture stiffened and straightened, the way it would when she typically dealt with out-of-line Warriors. "Speaking your mind is an admirable thing. But words can be sharper than claws, and you should know when to sheathe them. You do not have to respect me as a son would his mother. But you should as a kit respects a Senior Warrior. If our relationship is not about my raising you, then it should be divided as Clan interactions so often are: by status."
That was not what Whitewolf wanted. In fact, she hated pulling the 'Senior Warrior' card. She preferred to see all cats as equals, but she supposed some occasionally needed to be humbled. It was better Bumblekit learn this now than during his Apprenticeship.
"If you treat your future mentor the way you speak to me, you will have trouble. Unjustified trouble, perhaps. I would never see you punished for telling me your feelings honestly and openly. But you need to prepare yourself for your future, and I fear that it may not be bright if you continue this behavior."
She quit the lecturing when she saw Stepkit stumble, reaching out a paw in a last-minute attempt to steady him.
"Oh, dear. Are you alright?"
Stepkit had already fainted.
while sleeping, he had a dream..
He saw a cat, almost completely see through, he knew this was the phantom in the story, and he saw another cat, the one who was about to give her whisker. "DONT DO THAT" HE shouted. the she-cat didn't hear him, and then he saw a whisker floating in air. A paw was next, and he shouted: "NO! PHANTOM! TAKE
TWO OF MY WHISKERS! LEAVE HER BE!"
Stepkit had already fainted.
while sleeping, he had a dream..
He saw a cat, almost completely see through, he knew this was the phantom in the story, and he saw another cat, the one who was about to give her whisker. "DONT DO THAT" HE shouted. the she-cat didn't hear him, and then he saw a whisker floating in air. A paw was next, and he shouted: "NO! PHANTOM! TAKE
TWO OF MY WHISKERS! LEAVE HER BE!"
Whitewolf watched Stepkit writhe around. She hadn't intended to give anyone nightmares...maybe her story was too scary? She hadn't meant to do that and the realization all but ripped a hole in her stomach. Now all the other parents were going to know that Whitewolf was giving their kits nightmares, and the children would be plagued with them well into their Apprenticeships.
Outstanding.
With a sigh, she roused Stepkit at a light touch of her paw, her brow knitted together with concern. "Is everything okay? I think you're taking the story a bit too seriously, little one."
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Whitewolf watched Stepkit writhe around. She hadn't intended to give anyone nightmares...maybe her story was too scary? She hadn't meant to do that and the realization all but ripped a hole in her stomach. Now all the other parents were going to know that Whitewolf was giving their kits nightmares, and the children would be plagued with them well into their Apprenticeships.
Outstanding.
With a sigh, she roused Stepkit at a light touch of her paw, her brow knitted together with concern. "Is everything okay? I think you're taking the story a bit too seriously, little one."
"NO! STOP!" he shouted blindly "I may be able to communicate with my mind in a dream probably" he says. he thinks hard. "Hey! its not worth it! " "Find another way home!" he tries to tell the kittypet/clan cat.. Then, She Notices his voice, and everything disappears as he hears, "you may be taking this too seriously little kit." @OhZeeWolf
Re: ThunderClan Elders' Den
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