At least Marigoldkit was determined. Her resolve was more then he could share, but he did watch with concern as she suddenly tried to climb and reach for his feather, faster than he could stop her. Then Marigoldkit dropped back down, seeming unharmed but... not looking too good. The first time he had met her she also seemed pretty unwell, now that he thought about it.
"You okay?", Mousekit mewed, trotting over to her side. "You look kind of... sick." Hopefully Marigoldkit wasn't sick from trying to help him. Not like he wanted her to actually be sick, either.
(mousekit picked on the whole being hungry and dehydrated thing, lol.)
Marigoldkit
She\Kit\RC
"Keep your head up! You need to look at the world around you!"
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Sick is an understatement, Marigoldkit thought with an unreadable expression.
She watched Mousekit with a sideways expression as if she were trying to imagine how he reacted based on what she said. After a bit, she decided that there was no used in thinking ahead. What's the worst that could happen anyways? Mousekit was her friend, her best friend to be exact and also her first.
She was positive she could tell him everything. Perhaps a short little list of her symptoms would do, then they could back to the problem at bay. Operation get that very pretty feather.
"Sick? Oh, yeah I kinda am. But I'm mostly hungry ya know?" She nodded her head towards her thin belly. "But I don't have time to eat now! Plus, we've got a feather to catch, right Mousekit? A meal can wait.
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Her stomach gave her away, growling loudly as Dusklion nudged the fish towards her. An embarrassed grin settled on her features as Cherryswirl quickly leaned down to take a, rather voracious, bite. Though, as Dusklion thanked her, the warrior matched her gaze, tilting her head slightly in confusion. Thanks for? Thanks for what? She puzzled to herself, though quickly came to the realization as the other continued.
"Oh!" Cherryswirl tutted softly, swallowing down the bite, "You don't have to thank me for that you silly salmon... I'm glad to have helped. It'd be a sad life without you around, Dusk." It was lucky that Swirls had been there with the siblings. There wasn't a doubt in her mind that Fading would have been able to pull Dusk up by himself... but still. It was definitely a sticky situation that could have gone horribly wrong. Cherryswirl leaned down to take another bite of the fish. She would nod every so often as Dusk filled her in on all the clan drama and changes. Cherry was aware of a few of them, but wow... So much had really changed in the time she'd been gone. Maybe Riverclan really was cursed. Oh... There it was. There was something lingering on the edge of Dusklion's gaze before she turned away after talking about Fading and the rogues. Given the content, Cherry would assume it was some form of worry or grief. It was hard to imagine the worry Dusk was going through now that her brother was their leader.
"Me... Ugh." Her ears flattened, the fur along her spine raising slightly. Cherry matched her gaze, giving Dusklion a rueful smile, "I... I'm sorry Dusk - I didn't mean to worry you or anyone else. I-" She swallowed hard, "I- Well... I was starting to get antsy just laying around in camp after the raid happened. So, I decided to go out for a hunt and I ended up getting trapped in some cold thorny two-leg thing." Her pelt radiated with heat - very clearly embarrassed about the whole situation... but there was something else - another underlying and unrecognizable emotion. Blinking a few times, the warrior slowly continued,
"I was stuck inside of a blinding cave... and it wasn't... bad? I don't think I was in danger at all. There was some sort of prey and water, but the two-legs are so loud. And touchy. They were really, really touchy. I don't really remember what I did for most of the time I was stuck in that cave, but I remember them grabbing me a lot - mostly to mess around with my wounds at the time. I guess they did help though. Ugh-" Cherryswirl snorted with slight amusement, "As soon as I was able to get out, I did. The two-leg territory was awful though. Weird cats out that way..." She shook her head. "I feel horrible having made others worried about me... and silly that my responsibility was suddenly dropped by a stupid decision I made." Cherryswirl trailed off momentarily, "If there's ever anything I can do... Please tell me. Maybe, we could look to find anymore of those thorny traps? Warn our clanmates of them so it doesn't happen the anyone else?" Maybe she was being a little too harsh on herself. It wasn't like she had any control over the situation.
Troutstone entered from the apprentice den. It had taken him longer than he thought to patch it up, and now his shadow stretched long in the weak evening sunlight. The grey tom puffed a breath. His paws felt like falling off; it had been a long day before he was assigned this punishment. Still, he did not regret his decision of defying Dusklion. Troutstone wasn't a killer, and if he had to live with his old name for however long, then he would do it with his tail high.
Now doing just that, the grey tom began inspecting the camp walls for holes.
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Most cats were sharing tongues or grooming by themselves. A Grey cat was staring around the clearing his fur looked purple in the sun. More cats where gathering in the clearing patching up dens grabbing fresh kill and enjoying the soothing sun. She was glad that everything was so peaceful for a while.
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Aspenkit found himself idle walking around the clearing, clearly bored. He had saw the other kits playing in the nursery earlier but didn't want to disrupt them. He had also checked the kit burrow but it didn't look like any lessons were taking place. He was bored out of his mind, and a little bit lonely.
He casually sat down and watched as the other cats in the clearing, most were socialising. Sharing tongues, sharing fresh kill. Can't say he was jealous of the company, he was. That's when he saw rainingkit leave the nursery. Springing to his paws he darted towards them and skidded to halt. "Hi!" greeted loudly.
.*.*.*.*Rainingkit walked back out of the elders den. Trout stone was in there anyways. She stopped and looked at the kit who had greeted her. She recognized him at once. "Oh hi!" she returned the greeting. She would grab some moss to clean up the nests with.
Re: RiverClan Clearing
Rainingkit
