ONE MORE DAY && o, abandoned kit

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    「 i’m a puppet in their game — dreaming of a life i never had 」


    A black and white body fumbled out of a monster, crashing into ShadowClan territory. Huffs escaped her, breathing heavy. For a few moments, her world is black. And then she forces open bright, luminous green eyes. Staggering up, despite the pain and blood dripping on her shoulder and side, the kit makes an attempt to move forward, staggering, and then falling. The white bell on her collar tinged. The humid air of the swamp felt heavy, hard to breathe, but she managed to call out, "Help! I’m lost!"


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    Nightshade



    The dark tabby was in the midst of a hunt, her green eyes narrowed up the unsuspecting frog until a noise reached her ears causing her to lose focus. Nightshade's ears swiveled back and she turned her head, there was an airy jiggling noise.. Was it a bird? She had never heard one like that before. Then she heard the voice, it was soft but she could just make out the call for help. Her eyes widened and without a second thought she raced off towards the source, her nose in the air trying to figure out who or what.. Blood. She could make out the scent of blood along with the smell of a cat but no distinct clan scent with it.


    A gasp flew out of the mouth of the dark furred molly when she saw a small mass of black and white fur on the ground. Swiftly the she-cat swooped around the kit protectively, her tail curling around the injured being as she brought her head closer to inspect her. Nightshade's green eyes looked over her body and noticed a thing around her neck before looking over her wounds, "Yer safe now lil' one." She spoke softly and very carefully licked the kit's wounds to try and clean them. "Where's yer ma?"




    heatherkit knew that fallow would not like the fact she snuck out of camp. but, this black cat was a leader figure. youre supposed to follow leaders right? well, heatherkit was curious, and brave. so, to prove it, she'd sneak after nightgaze.


    it was unfamiliar territory that she didnt pay attention to except for the black pelt she continuously followed. she would be determined not to lose sight of the other. her steps were silent marching, like she always walked. in a rhythym that echoed in her head. she moved foreward, taking all her concentration to ignore splashing in the puddles as she walked through them.


    soon, the brown kitten noticed the black cat stop, her bright green gaze seeking out siht of what he was talking to. excitement flooded her s she noticed a new kitten. she couldnt hold herslef back anymore. she wanted ot play! so bounding through the bushes, she would race out to confront the kitten, a large grin on her face. "hi! whats your name? did you come from shadows clan too?" she flooded the other with questions, her tail wagging happily. though, the scent of the kit was different then the rest of the territory, as she was still as well. hr greeen eyes watched his, intent on an answer.



    (c)trexgirl

    Jeminai heard tinkling of a bell on this morning's breeze, and tilted her head curiously. Was there a kitty pet in their territory? Walking towards the noise, she heard a sharp cry of a kit, and her curiosity switched to anxiousness. Who's out there? Are they ok?


    By the time the deputy had gotten to the scene, Nightshade was already there, comforting a strange kit that Jeminai had never seen before. Also present was Heatherkit, who definitely should not have been out of camp. "What's happened?" She asked, glancing at the two ShadowClanners. "Heatherkit, you should be in camp, you know that." She was already here though, and Jeminai couldn't very well send her back on her own.


    Padding closer to the strange kit, who's collar had been the source of the noise, Jeminai's expression became gentle and concerned. "Hello there. What happened to you?" She smelled faintly of the ThunderPath, though that was near by and could just be a coincidence.