☁ . YOU HAVE TO BE CAREFUL CITRUSKIT, common words upon a worried tongue, her mother whispering in the seclusion of the nursery; you know your brother can't tolerate much. expelled from the womb too soon, that's what cypressfall was told, an early labor that should've ended with them buried beneath the dirt. and yet, and yet. she welcomed five kits on a warm afternoon, comforted by her wife, expelling soft sighs and purrs reserved for them only. until one kept wheezing, tears rimming green eyes, never quite matching his sibling's boundless energy. where citruskit would fight, the tom-kit would scream in pain as claws latch onto him: he's too weak, you have to be gentle. as suns passed, all the attention focused on the ill child, the other children left to simply watch from afar. citrus remembers his funeral, feathers scattered about his resting place, cypressfall burying her face into her mate's shoulder; remembers how still the air was, how cypress died a moon later from post-birth complications and lavenderpetal held her grief, remembers promising herself to be strong for her remaining mother. spitting image, citrus isn't fond of any comparisons to her late mom, instead opting to praise her living one: she doesn't want to be only a memory.
half of her life already spent in tragedy made her grow into an impulsive amalgamation of odd traits; where her dead brother couldn't roam, she sought to explore every inch and nook, unsatisfied until she saw everything to be seen. when her mentor or her mother sought to discipline her, she continued in her destructive tendencies, landing in trouble at each interval. actively she sought to distinguish herself from her siblings and cypressfall, as if assuring herself that she too breathed, that she wasn't another face in windclan's fields. she couldn't be forgotten, she refused to be mediocre.
currently, along the shore, sand wedging between her paws, she chased after ducks in her boredom, careful to skirt the water and not plunge in. she was no riverclanner and she wasn't going to try her luck swimming. instead she would focus on terrorizing the birds and disrupting any lounging warriors on the land.
/rushed! next post will be better lmao