Wolfkit needs some help..

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    OOC: My 5-moon-old kit, Wolfkit (see "Wolfkit" in "Create your Cat!") needs someone to take care of her until she becomes an apprentice, even though she is thoroughly stubborn and dislikes being "taken care of". Here goes..


    IC: Wolfkit, exhausted from running away, came upon a camp that smelled of fresh-kill and Clan cats. She starts to run towards the den that smelled of milk, and snuck in from the back, getting a bit of her jet-black fur stuck in the brambles on her way in. Tired, she found a dark corner shielded by brambles, and curled up to rest until morning.


    Early the next morning, before the dawn patrol wakes...


    Waking up early with a yawn, for a moment, Wolfkit forgets where she is and is stretches herself out. Remembering where she is in a flash, Wolfkit immediately shrinks into the corner and sniffs the air, but she can't pick out any scents like older cats. Especially because she doesn't know what this Clan is supposed to smell like. Tummy rumbling, she hopes that nobody will notice her until she figures out what to do.


    Smart move, Wolfkit! Now what am I supposed to do..


    Edit: This post is meant to be replied to by another cat from ThunderClan in a sensible way; for example, a warrior about to go on the dawn patrol could smell Wolfkit, a queen or another kit could notice her and maybe talk to her or get worried/scared and sound the alarm, or something else. Please reply!

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    Stormkit stretched when she woke up, purposefully bumping into Onyxkit and Evekit. Onyxkit grumbled with annoyance, and stood up. She imagined a foreign scent, but it was dulled as she was still tired. "What did you do that for?" she mumbled.
    "I want to play,"
    "And I want to sleep,"
    Onyxkit was a little moody now, as her senses were now less dull, she realized that she hadn't imagined that scent. She turned towards the source, and her eyes widened. She didn't know that kit.
    "I'm getting a warrior," Stormkit said before rushing out of the nursery. Onyxkit looked at the other kit, not knowing whether the other was dangerous or not. "Who are you, and what are you doing in Thunderclan?" she asked cautiously as she waited for Stormkit to return.

    Wolfkit froze. She hadn't expected to be found this quickly. And by a kit!


    No time left to think.. Didn't that other kit go to get a warrior? Better answer this kit's question...


    Thinking fast, Wolfkit replied as calmly as she could.


    "Er.. My- my name is Wolfkit... and I'm.. not from.. here. Or anywhere else around here. I only came here for-"


    Wolfkit hesitated. Should she tell this kit anything of her past? Could she? Suddenly, the voice of the kit who had left reached Wolfkit's ears, and it sounded like she was talking to a warrior.


    Out of time.


    Wolfkit had to do something! She couldn't escape; the kit was still staring at her. She couldn't tell the kit anything. She couldn't show herself.


    Mouse-brain! It would've been easier to just sleep under a tree. Now I've got a pair of kits and a warrior who know I'm here, and I can't get away. Great. Just great...

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    "Good... now whAT are you doing here?" Onyxkit asked.


    Just as she said that, Stormkit returned with Darkheart, their father. "What's going on? Where's this other kit?" he asked in his deep voice, and it sounded almost like a growl as he looked at the kit.


    "All I know is that her name is Wolfkit," Onyxkit told her father, and Darkheart looked at her, though he didn't show any signs of hurting her.


    "What are you doing in Thunderclan camp, and not with your mother?" He asked her. He could tell the kit was about 5 moons, nearly his own kits age.

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    Skipkit woke up to hear a strange kit meowing. Then heard another cat, a warrior. Skipkit sat up and padded over to the strange kit. "Hello, who are you? I've never seen you before."

    Wolfkit's eyes opened even wider. There were three kits and a warrior in here. Now there wasn't even the slightest chance of escape. And the warrior was asking about.. her mom.


    "My-my mother.. is gone. She... she was-was killed... by.. a fox..."


    He wants to know what I'm doing here..


    "I.. I ran away because.."


    Wolfkit choked on her words. She didn't want to tell the warrior too much. She had already told about her mother's death, and about.. the fox.

    Darkheart felt sympathy for the kit. "Well, i'll talk to Yellowstar about letting you stay for a while," he said, and he gave his daughters a look that said, find out as much as you can.


    Stormkit walked over to Wolfkit. "Well, what can you tell us about yourself?" she asked, while Onyxkit and Evekit began play-fighting in the backround.

    Seeing there was no point in being too secretive or hiding anymore, Wolfkit crawled out of her hiding place and stretched, revealing her wolf-like appearance.


    "Well... I like to hunt, even though I've never been taught properly. I learned by watching older warriors hunt when I was younger, and by watching foxes hunt."


    Wolfkit raised her hind leg and scratched her ear.

    "Your name is Wolfkit? Cool! Mines Skipkit!" She mewed excitedly.

    Wolkfit's leg froze in mid-air, her eyes widening. She put down her leg and looked down at her paws.


    "I, um.. My Clan.. is far, far away... It was called.."


    Wolfkit stopped talking.


    I really want to tell him, but...


    "Can.. can I speak to you somewhere private?"

    Regretting her choice to tell these cats anything, Wolfkit followed Onyxkit behind the nursery. As Onyxkit sat down, she made herself comfortable.


    "Alright."


    Taking a deep breath, Wolfkit began her explanation.


    "Well, it all started when I was born into my Clan. It was called FoxClan, and it's very far away from here. We were called FoxClan for our mysterious ability to communicate with foxes. No cat knows why or how we got that power, but every FoxClan cat is born with it. I think even I have it, but I haven't learned how to use it yet. Anyway, my mom, Flashheart, took good care of me and my sisters and brother, Shrewkit, Lilykit, Mousekit, and Cloudkit. We usually got along with the foxes. Until one day..."


    Wolfkit went on to explain how the foxes attacked camp without reason, how the large, black leader fox killed Thistlestar, of Thistlestar's last words of "Why?", her mother yelling at her to run away, of the yowls of pain she heard behind her as she ran, and of her journey to ThunderClan.
    (See Wolfkit's history for everything in detail (ish) except for the journey; pretty much she ran there.


    "...And that's when I got here." Wolfkit finished.


    He's probably going to freak, but that's okay, I guess. No problem.