SHUT UP [o, task, taking kits out of camp] AND DRIVE

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    It was still fairly early in the morning, but not too early. The kits were all probably feigning sleep to please their mothers at this point, or quietly playing a game. Stalking over, he stuck his head in the nursery silently. "All kits wanting to go exploring, meet me by the prey pile." he murmured softly, before swiftly exiting the den and going over to the meeting place, getting something to eat. He figured the kits should all get something to eat as well before they left, so as the kits came over, he pointed his tail at the prey, wordlessly telling them to get something to eat.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;text-align:justify;line-height:14px]runningkit had been relaxing outside the nursery, enjoying the scarce sun before leaf-bare brought the warm weather to a halt. hearing a call for all the kits, his head popped up, eyes finding magpieflight standing at the freshkill pile. he staggered to his paws, giving a large grin as he bounded over to stand beside the warrior.


    "i'm coming!" squealed the mostly black kit, skidding to a stop and pulling a small bird from the pile at magpieflight's silent advice to have something to eat quickly before they left, and he plopped down to begin plucking at the feathers and eating the bird.


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    [justify] From his spot where he rested Pollen stretched out a little, a yawn broke his face and his eyes wandered, another short time and he would have to go out with a patrol, for now he was resting, that leg still hurt a lil from when he had banged it. Mapleflight? no no magpieflight, my brain was so muddled lately. Oh yes yes the new rising father. I remembered his weekly task, I still had to do mine, his though was to take the kits around the territory briefly. Aiming to catch his eyes my deep eyes flashed slightly red. Before the kits came out I mouthed rather clearly a few words 'Your throat'
    Overprotective pissy father who was annoyed because he couldn't show his own kits love? yes that summed up the deputy, paired with a father who didn't really want kits that much but had to show love and it was an interesting relationship.



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    Butterfly more hesitantly followed her brother, trembling slightly. Her stomach hurt, but it wasn't from hunger. More likely it was from the mixture of fear, excitement, and anticipation that was coursing through her body. The tiny tortoiseshell kitten approached the fresh kill pile, giving an interested sniff at a small squirrel before sitting timidly beside her brother, deciding not to eat. Her wide turquoise gaze scanned the camp, momentarily landing on the deputy. Her ears flattened. Honestly, he intimidated her, but this was nothing new seeing as she was terrified or intimidated by everything but her siblings and her shadow.

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