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Icebreak smiled at Polarstar and picked his two little pieces of prey up, knowing that they would freeze and be no good if he let them stay here. "I'm glad to see you looking happier."
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"Maybe you don't need to! Frostwish would take care of us- She gets it!" Whitekit had leapt up and his fur now stood on end, which really was more pathetic than terrifying given his size. He hissed weakly.
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Poppydawn's jaws dropped. "Wh-whitekit, how could you" she said lowly, she walked silently out of the nursery, and out of camp.

Sparkkit and silverkit had been listening to the argument, they tackled their brother, hissing. "What is wrong with you! she is our mother, just because she yells at you, doesnt give you the right to say that, Momma wait!" Sparkkit wailed, starting to head for the nursery entrance. "no, member what she said, we cant go outside unless shes with us, at least We know when somthing shouldnt be said." silverkit said menacingly to sparkkit, eyeing her brother. "I know, its to bad, Momma always said whitekit was so much like dad, but i guess she was wrong now that we know what he truly thinks" sparkkit sneered. "She loved you out of the most of us!" she spat, swinging her paw at whitekit

Redstorm smiled at Icebreak as the tom left with Polarstar, then turned around again. The red and white tom lashed his tail and padded into the warriors' den. He curled up in his nest and covered his black nose with his paw. His eyes closed and he fell into an uneasy sleep.

When poppydawn was a ways from the camp she sat down in the snow, muttering somthing under her breath. "So much like you, only in looks, i thought in heart, but i guess i was wrong" she said. "If you were here, none of this would have happened. or is it just that im a terrible mother, snowhawk?" she prayed to her mate

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"Doesn't matter!" Whitekit countered, holding his tail up in the air and baring his tiny teeth at his sisters. "Mamas shouldn't pick favorites anyway! It's wrong! Don't you feel bad that she loved me better than you?" The little white tom huffed, white clouds puffing out of his mouth.
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[align=center]OOC:
My 'G' key is messed up right now, so words like 'good' that have G's might not have them. Dumb key...

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Frostwish stifled a sigh. So much for a good sleep. "Iceheart, Foxpaw, you can come with me on patrol." She mewed, rising to her paws. Redstorm had went back to sleep, and Polartar had taken Icebreak, so that left the three of them. The young deputy stood and padded towards the camp entrance, assuming the others would follow. She slowed her pace as she passed the nursery. All she could hear were the mews of the kits as they argued. She silently wondered what happened, and what they could have said to make Poppydawn leave. Oh well. It wasn't her business, right? Frostwish moved on, quietly slipping out of the camp. Immediatly, an icy wind greeted her, ruffling her long white fur. She shivered and wished she could be in the warriors' den right now, curled up in her nest. 'The quicker I hunt, the quicker I can be back in camp.' She told herself, and raised her pink nose in the air. Nothing but the scents of Polarstar and Icebreak from here. She moved slowly through the cold, her fur fluffed out and her nose lifted towards the sky.

Iceheart got up and trotted after Frostwish. She glanced behind her to see Foxpaw following. The white she-cat returned her gaze back to the deputy and she picked up her pace. She caught up with Frostwish. "Where should we hunt?" the slender white warrior asked, her dark blue eyes gleaming.

"Let's go the opposite direction of Polarstar and Icebreak. We don't want to bother them while they hunt." Frostwish directed, padded in a different direction, one that carried no scent of the other patrol. She sniffed the cold air, smelling nothing but the ice. 'Maybe we should fish? No, we're bound to come across something.' She kept her powder-pink nose in the air, hoping to detect something soon. Suddenly, a mouth-watering scent hit her nose, and she saw a bird, sitting silently on the ground with it's back to her. She suppressed a purr. It's as if it wanted to become fresh-kill. With light steps, Frostwish padded towards her prey until she was only a two or three feet away. She quickly pounced on top of it, her paws keeping it from escaping. Before it could make any more noise, she killed it with a bite to the neck. The young she-cat snatched up her prey, and walked back to the patrol. "Smell anything else?" Frostwish mewed around the feathers, her nose only filled with the scent of her prey.

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Whitekit looked to Tigerkit for backup. "Right, Tigerkit?" he pressed, backing up towards him and away from his sisters. "Mamas shouldn't pick favorites with kits. So what I said about Frostwish shouldn't have meant too much." he had begun to murmur, and his fur still stood out in all directions.
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Iceheart sniffed the air. "No prey." she reported. "But maybe I'm mistaken." the white she-cat added. She lashed her tail and padded on, her head held high to scent any prey.

Foxpaw wandered around in search of prey. She saw another bird and crept up on it. Her eyes shined. It didn't even know it was in danger. The russet and white apprentice got closer. The bird noticed her russet fur that stood out like a light and squawked in alarm. Foxpaw sprang at it with a snarl as it flew into the air. She knocked it to the ground and killed it with a swift bite to the neck.

"You have no heart at all whitekit." Sliverkit andsparkkit chorused."i wish you were mute!" silverkit spat. "you may be our littermate. but your no brother of ours." Sparkkit hissed.

Poppydawn sighed."It seems like whitekit will not be respected if he cant respect anyone." she murmered padding back to camp silently

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"Fine." the small white tom said, standing up straighter. "The only sister I need is Woodkit. She's got a sense of adventure! She's not a mama's kit like you two!" He turned to his sister, his bright blue eyes shining. "And Tigerkit's the only brother I need! He's smart!"
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Poppydawn had walked in on that moment. She bared her teeth at whitekit. "Shut up already! You troublesome kit! At least woodkit takes her punishement like a warrior, unlike you! you just need to grow up and deal with it! And i doubt tigerkit will even stand up for you, he actually cares for his littermates! unlike u, who only cares for himself!" she snarled. She put sparkkit, woodkit, tigerkit, and silverkit in the nest. "until you learn respect, you can sleep alone" she snapped. "i hate doing this, but i guess im going to have to" she added

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"Bah!" Whitekit growled, going to sit on the other side of the nursery, half hanging out of the entrance where he blended in with the white snow. He layed down there, puffing out his fur and covering his nose with his tiny paws.
His little frame shook with anger. Anger at his sisters, anger at his mother. He wished that Carrying cat was around.
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Tigerkit looked at his brother solemnly. Did Whitekit really have to sleep alone? The little tom curled up in a tight ball, tucking his nose under his tail. He wished that Poppydawn was happy, Whitekit was happy, and everyone else in the Clan was happy. Why did there have to be sadness? It was so... sad.

"Nice catch, Foxpaw." Frostwish mewed. She set down her prey, and sniffed the air. Nothing. "Let's move on. I still can't smell anything else." She bent down, picked up her bird, and began padding forward into the endless white. She attempted to check the air for any signs of prey, but her nose was only aware of the fresh-kill in her mouth.

OOC: ahhh!!! i luv how tigerkit is always so happy!!! its just so darn frekin cute!!! lol

Iceheart flicked her tail in acknowledgement of Foxpaw's catch. She noticed the apprentice puff out her chest with pride when Frostwish praised her. "Maybe we should fish?" the white she-cat suggested. She sniffed again. Nothing.

Redstorm slowly opened his eyes and yawned. The red and white tom got up and flexed his stiff muscles, his eyes half closed. He padded out of the den and barely saw Whitekit lying alone, half in, half out of the nursery. He went over to the kit and sat down next to him. "What's on your mind?" he asked gently as he towered over Whitekit.

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"Nothing," Whitekit started, "My mama kicked me out." the little white kit spoke from under his paws, which were still covering his nose, and his blue eyes glinted angrily. He looked up at Redstorm, who was shaky in his vision because the kit had begun to shiver.
"She told me to sleep alone because I defended my sister and told her that Frostwish liked me better."
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"Yes, we'll have to fish. I still don't smell anything." Frostwish had set her catch down once more to sniff the air, but ofcourse, detected nothing. She turned, heading towards a small hole near camp, perfect for fishing. She sat down beside the hole, laying her prey down by her paws. "Iceheart, why don't you go first?" Frostwish suggested, flicking her tail to motion towards the opening in the ground.

Iceheart and Foxpaw followed Frostwish. When the deputy spoke, Iceheart nodded and crouched by the fishing hole, waiting for the shadow of a fish to pass through the water. She sat there, frozen. A couple minutes passed until Iceheart finally spotted a fish. She lashed out her front paw and hooked the fish. She flung it out of the water and slammed it hard into the ground, killing it.

Redstorm pricked his ears up. What kind of mother would do that to her kit? he wondered. He had noticed the connection between Frostwish and the young kit. "You're very close with Frostwish, aren't you?" the red and white tom asked. Maybe Whitekit was the cat he was looking for. Someone to confide in. He longed to tell someone about his secret love, and Whitekit seemed like the perfect cat to tell.