***Creek Where Bears Gather needs a mother!*** open to all

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    OOC: My mom was never a real character. Just trying to bring the story to life :D


    IC: Creek padded out into the sunlight, letting the sunlight sink into his kit fur. "I wish I had a mother," he said out loud. His mother was taken by a two-leg, and nobody had bothered to take him in.

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    As if his wish had been answered, a she-cat named Gust of the sweet wind (Gust) saw the little kit, "Well, hi" Gust said in a sweet voice, "what are you doing here by your self?"

    Creek looked up at Gust with a sadness in his eyes. "I don't know what to do. I don't have a mother or any friends, so what am I supposed to do all day?"

    Creek perked up a bit. "I'm Creek Where Bears Gather, or Creek, which is what everyone calls me. It would be awesome if you were my mom!"

    "I would love to be your mom, but I hope you don't take milk, because I got none" Gust said sadly.

    "I don't," he said happily. "That means you can be my mother!"

    Creek purred happily. Being four moons old, a mother is important. He was just glad to have one.

    Creek started smiling and bouncing back towards the camp.

    He looked around to see if Gust, his new mother, was following.

    He arrived in the camp and just started bouncing around everywhere.