A pregnant loner walks into the nursery from a secret entrance

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    “Go away! We can and will call warriors to chase you off if you don’t go, you know. You’re in our Clan’s nursery. The warriors won’t like that,” Honeykit warned, her tone harsher than normal. She was definitely worried: what was this loner’s problem? Why wouldn’t she just go?


    OOC| If you’re talking about Honeykit’s mother, that’s not going to work, sorry.

    “Hey, what are you doing?” Honeykit immediately protested, dodging around Starkit to get a clearer view of the loner. The moment her paws stilled, she began glaring, wondering if it was time she called for a warrior.

    “Maybe because she’s evil and wants to hurt or kidnap or kill some queen or kit?” Honeykit suggested randomly, before giving a snort of laughter and shrugging. “Go ahead and ask then, I guess.”

    “What, in the Clan you walked out on, were ‘banished’ from, whatever? I wash my paws of you,” Honeykit meowed, turning and stalking away as she began wrestling her unruly emotions and getting control of herself again.

    "I'd rather have them razed in a clan that can protect them. Others would just kill them," Claire said. "I know Thunderclan wouldn't do that."

    Rainkit a darkgrey she-cat (with darker flecks) with blue eyes jumped away from her mother.
    She was only three moons old and she wondered what is going on?? She had been a late kit and still didnt open her eyes.

    Honeykit stared openly at Rainkit. Pretty much all kits opened their eyes at fourteen days old or so, and that kit looked to be around three moons. The senior kitten’s surprise was more than evident, as she had managed to completely miss Claire’s words.

    Taking her opportunity, Honeykit hissed once more at Claire before bounding out of the nursery, scanning the camp for nearby warriors. Though she hated how pitiful she sounded, she called out, “Hey, any warriors around? There’s a trespassing cat who won’t leave, and she’s in the nursery!”

    Claire sat down and licked the kit's face helping the eyes open. After a while, they did. "There you go," she told the kit. "Just the way it should be."

    Claire sat down, knowing that whoever answered would have known her,, even if thgey were a kit at the time. If that were the case, an apprentice would be answering the cry. Claire left, at the most, nine moons ago.