Smiling stops in its tracks [mourning]

Penny loved flowers. They smelled sweet, their petals velvety soft and they simply livened up the place. Thus, it was to no surprise that, when Conekit walked by grasping the delicate being in his mouth, her eyes immediately latched on. It seemed... sad. No, he didn't look sad, but his face carried that distant, grieving look, similar to that a queen would wear when around her kits after looking one.

Then she began thinking: What was there to be sad about? The black kitten thought hard, her white-marked face positioned solely to watch the older kit. Didn't he have a few sisters? She could vaguely recall something about disappearances. Roy didn't meddle much in politics or really any sort of drama, instead preferring to pursue the calm beauties of the world. Thus, she simply concluded that this was the case. The nursery had been noticeably empty the past couple days, though she had thought that it was simply due to coincidence.

Feeling as if he could use the company, the normally solitary she-cat stood, her small, sturdy form moving towards the red and white tom with an unwavering expression settled on her features. Clearing her throat, Pennyroyalkit mewed, "Uh... Conekit?" It was clear she was unsure how to start. Deciding to fall back into something she was comfortable with, her silver-green gaze moving from his shaky frame to the flowers. "They're very pretty." Her voice was shaky, less due to nerves than it's lack of use. Either way, her words were clear and as friendly as they were going to get any time soon.

Barkkit found it hard to move from the nursery, especially as she feared vanishing just as her mother and sister had. Maybe if she'd gone with Timberkit then Bark could've saved her, or rather forced her to stay in camp instead of wandering about. The longhaired kitten found herself to begin shaking, feeling that her father and the rest of her siblings may go missing. Being only 4 moons old meant they didn't understand a lot of things, yet Bark began to doubt the safety of darkclan. Their father seemed oblivious about mama's and timber's disappearances, almost like he couldn't comprehend what came from the other cats mouths.

They shouldn't be going so a harsh loss alone, but it was doubtful that anyone else would step in. It didn't take long for Bark to find Conekit, running over to her brother before trying to snuggle against him. She couldn't allow Conekit to suffer alone.....nobody would take the rest of her family away. Now she wanted to promise that she would keep everyone safe, make sure that she could try and keep their broken family together. No words came from her maw, instead she allowed the silence to attempt to engulf them again.

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Pennyroyal's gaze snapped briefly to Barkkit as the other young fae approached, pushing herself into her brother. Penny didn't do well with large groups, and she could already feel the reclusive part of her begging her to withdraw and find a pretty plant to look at. However, the nurturing side of her saw how Conekit was struggling, and simply needed somebody to stand by him, even if they said nothing. "They're very pretty." That wasn't a lie. Penny could always find beauty in any flower she looked ate, from the freshest bud to the wilting rose.

"That would be lovely." murmured the young girl wistfully to his proposal, gingerly running her tail over the older kitten's back. She didn't really know how one should act to comfort a cat they barely knew, but now was a better time than ever to make a friend, she supposed. She didn't have many other than her siblings, and they were supposed to stick by each other by blood. Shaking her head slightly to herself, Royal looked towards the main area of camp. Could they convince a warrior to take them out? These were particularly... special circumstances. One only has two parents, and Conekit and Barkkit had only been left with one. Not only that, Royal was quite certain the other disappearance had been a kit--their sister, she presumed. Oh StarClan, she could only imagine.