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    "He'll be around camp. You can't miss him," Yellowtail said with a smirk. Then, Kitchenpaw called. He turned to see the Apprentice Medicine Cat, with a frown on his face. He had been recently introduced to his grandson. And he was still as pissed off as h***.


    "Kitchenpaw," he said, stepping up to the MCA. "Is it not forbidden for Medicine Cats, or their apprentices to have kits?" But, then he paused, realizing that others have done it in the past. "Keep your kits in your sight at all times, some of them are really... disruptive." Sons and daughters he was fine thinking about. But grandsons and granddaughters?


    "I'm not that old," he mumbled for probably the tenth time that day.

    A feeling of shock came over the apprentice as she was told by the deputy how disruptive her kits were and that they were a rule break in the first place. "Don't you talk to me about my kits that way. We all think that they were a blessing, my mentor can even see that." Unlike you. She didn't say that part though, it would be too rude. Kitchenpaw was never aggressive to anyone, but when it came to her family and friends... well, that was personal. Why would Yellowtail think my kits are disruptive? Some of them are his grandchildren, shouldn't he be proud?


    The medicine cat apprentice took her angered gaze away from the deputy and smiled back at Flamencokit. "Haha of course. Anyways, let's have a look at that leg." The serval stepped over to the torbie and began to look at her leg. "Where does it hurt, exactly?" she inquired with a twitch of her whiskers.

    [size=20pt]Flamencokit[/size]
    bloodclan -- femme -- kit -- theme tune


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    ic | Keeping extremely quiet as Yellowtail started to talk to Kitcehnpaw, Flamencokits eyes widened slightly. Medicine cats weren't allowed kits? Since when? Her olive eyes were filled with a little bit of shock and unease. Not really from the conversation, but from the feeling that her leg was giving off.


    As Kitchenpaw turned back to her, the torbie attempted to give a fresh smile and dipped her head. " Here ma'am. " She replied, gesturing with her lean tail to the center of her leg where there were small bite-marks.
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