he gave her a hug | private, makekit | she wanted a kiss

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Palechild had visited the field of flowers her friend, Ramonapaw, had given to her and her daughter, Ramonakit, before the apprentice had died giving birth. For some reason, she didn't feel or care about anything in this place, though she remembered once having done so. It was odd, and she wondered why. Maybe finding her other half of her soul would be necessary, but to be honest, she wasn't sure the thing actually mattered. So what if it some of her emotions? Those things had just dragged her down anyways.

She watched the bright, cloudy sky. Looked like it was going to pour soon.

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[fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]The tigress looked to the child with a smile. "I'm not going to eat you. I don't eat RiverClanners." Well, not yet she didn't, and she likely wouldn't for a long time. "Did you follow me here?" she asked, curious of the mischief level of the kit. He looked like the one that had barfed while she was eating the other day.

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[fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]She raised an eye muscle a little. "A moop tom that likes flowers? That's a first moop," she commented, continuing, "Palechild." And no other words were necessary to introduce herself with. "Excuse my moop 'moops.' I can't control when moop they happen." They were very annoying.

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[fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]"Good, I suppose," she said with a small hiccup-like 'moop' at the end. "Though it wouldn't matter if you moop did or moop didn't." They'd, of course, still be there. "I think I moop like you. I think I'll call you Moop from now on." That'd be confusing for him, though that'd been why she had chosen the nickname. Yes, she was indeed a bit cruel. "Hm. I can show you around the moop field, if you want. I believe there are moop bees around." She remembered how she'd discovered that very clearly-- Ramonakit had gotten stung practically a million times and Palechild had tried to protect her.

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