"Er, nothing." She shook her head. "Just a chill. Oh, look. The warriors are waking up. I, er, better go. Bye." She quickly rushed away awkwardly.
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Flickerwhisker stared as she left, then shrugged and pulled a rabbit from the freshkillpile.
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And soon enough, it was sunhigh. Thrushwing got back from a patrol, and dropped two mice and a rabbit in the freshkill pile.
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Flickerwhisker padded to the nursery, sadly but trying to seem happy.
Breezekit bounced around him. "Wickerwhisker!" He chirped, then tugged on Flickerwhisker's tail. -
Thrushwing sighed, and padded over to Flickerwhisker, noticing that something was wrong. "Do you miss Hawksong?" She murmured.
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Flickerwhisker glanced over his shoulder. "...Yes." He mewed bluntly and thrashed his tail for Breezekit to play with.
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"You know.." she purred. "Breezekit is still a bit young...and if you'd like...I could take care of that adorable fluffball of fur."
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Flickerwhisker glanced longingly at Thrushwing and then looked down at Breezekit who was now covered in dust. "Will you be able to handle him?"
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"Of course!" She smiled. "He's such a sweet kit. Does he still need milk?"
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Flickerwhisker looked down at the tiny kit. "I...I'm not sure. I don't know much about kits. He's only 3 moons old..."
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"I don't think he does, then." She purred. "I think he'll be just fine...but just to be sure, I'll ask him myself."
Thrushwing padded over to Breezekit.
"Did your mother Hawksong ever feed you a real piece of prey, or did you always suckle from her belly?" She asked.
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Breezekit looked up at you and jumped to paw at your nose. "Wabbit! Rabbit is the best!" He giggled, clinging onto your face.
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"I guess that explains our question!" Thrushwing purred. "Alright, Weezekit, you want wabbit tonight? Good news, you're getting wabbit."