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    WASPKIT;;


    The small female stood on the boarder of this clan. Her eyes darting about the shadows as she seemed to seek something. Another beast, maybe? Maybe she was nervous? Though, based on the looks of the tiny feline, she wasn't afraid. Her amber eyes seemingly calm and emotionless. Her body relaxed and ears perked. A clearly relaxed posture to her. Her little body was splashed with blood and her fur seemed like it hadn't been cleaned in many moons. She was a runt in size, being four moons old and looking to be the size of a one moon old. The orange and black female was clearly an odd being.


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    As she trotted through the territory, a short flash of color caught in her periphery caught Synthon's eye. A kitten! A small one, at that, and one who looked a bit worse for wear. She certainly was running into a lot of newcomers during her plant searching. Well either way, it would be best to see if she could help the small feline. Padding up to the kitten, the bobtail gave a small grin. "Hello, what's your name? And what'cha doin' in ShadowClan territory?" She blinked her glowing orange eyes at the tiny feline, idly noticing how still the other was.

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    [font='Times New Roman,Times,serif']    The hedgehog struggled towards the scene, AWWW A CHILD A CUTE CHILD! Her automatic instinct was to give it a bath, but curse her tiny body, she was stuck looking up at it, and hoping it did not try to eat her, that would make the hedgehog quite annoyed. "Hello honey." Cassidy squeaked, her nose wiggling.


    — ☆*:・☽ I AM NOT WHO I WANT TO BE!


    Talk about two-faced. Lydia snorted incredulously in Cassidy's direction as she appeared, lingering close to Syntheon. As far as she was concerned, she'd only ever seen the ex-HP act out in anger and violence, thus her little squeal made Lydia cringe. The snowshoe shook her head and turned to look at the strange child instead, waiting for a response.


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    WASPKIT;;


    The young female looked at the first to arrive. Her amber eyes fixed on the older female. The blood stained child slowly sat down, looking at the elder calmly. Her eyes flicking nervously as she motioned to her mouth with one paw. How could she tell them that she was mute? The mute child waved a paw in hello though. Before motioning to a wasp that was buzzing nearby. She then motioned to herself. Trying to show that her name was Waspkit. Pausing, she motioned to the older female. As if trying to ask her something. She just didn't know how to ask. She needed a home. Yet, she couldn't ask for one. The runt shuffled her front paws and looked down shyly. She looked at the glowing orange eyes of the female and tilted her head slightly. That was new.


    Then, she noticed a hedgehog. It was a little smaller than the runt, but not by much. She was surprised to see the creature at all, and she had no clue what it was. Her head tilted and she waved a paw in hello. Clearly trying to figure out what the creature was. It seemed to be a ball with legs and spikes. Yet, it was oddly cute. Her gaze shifted to the next to arrive and she waved once more. Ears twitching slightly.


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    [color=#85aff2]Finch approached, waddling forwards on small, white paws. There appeared to be a strange kit on the border, but Finch couldn't smell an enemy or allying clan on it - was it perhaps a loner?


    [color=white]"Hey, what's going on here? Who's this sweetie?"


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    Synthon sat wide eyed, studying the kit's motions. This was quite different! Although it didn't take her long to figure out what was taking place, afflictions such as the one this kit carried were easy for the bobtail to recognize. She had seen plenty of mutes in her line of work, some of which she had even managed to be the cause of! But they'd always found methods of communication, and she was almost certain that was happening with all of this kit's strange motions. Or the kit just really enjoyed charades. Either way, she was probably doing her best to answer the questions Synthon had posed as specifically as possible. "Ah, so you don't say nothin', yeah? And you're name is. . . Wasp?" No, what was it clan cats did with kit names? "Waspkit? Hope that's your name 'cause I'm gonna call you that now."


    Taking another moment to look the kit over Synthon briefly wondered what had caused the bloodstains. This kid must've been up to some fun! Or payed the price of someone else's fun, which could explain the lack of family for such a young child. Synthon gave another quick blink of her orange eyes. "Well you don't look like you got anywhere to stay. You can join us here in ShadowClan if ya' wanna." That was often what happened with strangers who showed up on the border, so she may as well offer.


    The bobtail turned to Finch as the other feline arrived. "This is Wasp. Er, Waspkit. I think. Doesn't talk much but I figure she could stay here if she wants. Got a feeling she doesn't have anywhere else to go." Really, there weren't a lot of kits who showed up on the border already homed and happy.



    WASPKIT;;


    She looked up at the male as he neared the others. The male seemed huge to the tiny kit. The female looked back to the first to show up. Tilting her head as she watched the female looking her over. That seemed to work out well for her. The older female seemed to understand her.


    At her first question, she shook her head no. She didn't speak. Well, couldn't really. She then nodded yes to the Waspkit part. That was her name. Then, she offered to let her stay there with this clan. The child nodded to show she did want to stay. After all, her siblings were gone and her mother dead. She needed a home.


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    ❝ waging wars behind my face
    and above my throat ❞ — tags

    who knew kits could look so bloodthirsty? oh dear, she hoped her own children didn't turn out like that -- it'd most definitely be a wreck. "the kid's either mute... or just incredibly shy." the female said, approaching the scene with a soft smile towards the newcomer. she had met many, say, 'disabled' characters in her time here. it all ranged from interestingly injured creatures to those deaf, blind, or, in this case, mute. "nice to meet you, waspkit, darling. i'm marie."
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