[ tags ] -- It had been a while since Dovethroat had taken the time to make conversation with her Clanmates. When she'd found out she was pregnant many moons ago, she'd come and joined SkyClan so that she could raise her children with the security and camaraderie life in a Clan could offer them. She'd devoted her entire being to raising those kits, at the expense of her own life and needs, and had done it gladly. But now that Sparkpaw was a happily-apprenticed young cat, no longer a kitten, she had to move on and find herself again outside of being an all-in mother.
So, on a beautiful late summer morning, Dovethroat padded out of her den and into main camp. She'd gone to hunt before many of the other warriors were awake, intending to add a rabbit or a few voles to the freshkill pile, but the white she-cat's first catch had been an extremely unusual bird. She'd seen it flying low on the mountain side, flapping its wings in an unusual cadence she didn't recognize. It had seemed perhaps injured or sick, so it had been easy to bring down, but upon leaning in to deliver the killing bite to its neck she was faced with a dilemma - the thing had two heads, and therefore two necks! She'd snapped them both to be sure, but she'd never seen anything like this before.
She'd dragged it back to camp-- the two heads together weighed more than she'd thought they would-- and deposited the thing in the middle of camp. Perhaps some of her Clanmates could help her figure out what it was! "Can anybody explain this to me?" she called softly, musical voice spilling out of her like light. Her head was cocked slightly to the right, compensating for being a little hard of hearing in that ear, giving her an inquisitive and close-listening expression. The bird, laying still at her paws, was covered in thick, downy brown feathers, streaked through with threads of gold and copper and russet. It was beautiful, excepting its rather odd mutation. The heads were mostly normal-looking, but their beaks were a little misshapen and it appeared that their heads were malformed in odd places. Perhaps one of the older felines of SkyClan had seen something like this before? And she could always count on the younger ones to make up some fantastic explanation for what was going on here. She'd have to wait and see.
// tldr; two-headed mutated birb!! wat is it? omg halp
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