Arumia heard the kit's voice and turned her head toward it. She didn't get up- she didn't want to accidentally step on the kit. "I am Arumia." She said, and her mew was cool and had a slight accent to it.
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Arumia heard the kit's voice and turned her head toward it. She didn't get up- she didn't want to accidentally step on the kit. "I am Arumia." She said, and her mew was cool and had a slight accent to it.
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"I'll go hunting with Brindlestorm and Silverwillow." Arumia said softly, her blind eyes narrowed slightly.
Arumia sat by the warrior's den, frowning. She spent a lot of her time doing this, as there wasn't much for a blind cat to do. She sighed and closed her eyes, imagining the cats that glared at her. Her tiny tail wrapped around her small paws. Everyone told her she was useless, blind and small.
"Why shouldn't I be?" Arumia growled lightly. "There is no point to life if one cannot see the beauty of it."
"Name one thing that I can enjoy." Arumia growled lightly.
(I got that ;))
"I'm blind. It means I can't see." Arumia told the newborn brown and white she-kit.
"Joy, I can smell." Arumia growled irritably. She didn't mean to offend the cat in anyway, she was just mad at herself.
"I don't know." Arumia hissed suddenly, her fur bristling.
Arumia heard a scattering of pawsteps and assumed the kit ran away. Geez, Arumia, do ya always gotta be such a jerk-face? She shouldn't've asked such a jerky question. Whatever. Her mind chattered back and forth.
I believe so
Arumia blinked soulfully, and laid down, not realizing the extreme expression of sadness she had on her own face. She so badly missed what shed never had- a family or friends. No one had said a word to her in moons, if it was it would've been something like 'You just stepped on my tail, idiot.' She curled up tighter and tears trickled from her eyes as she slowly fell into sleep.
Arumia is... I'm gonna say a moon.
Arumia awoke to hear sneering. '-would crush and ugly kit like you.' Now. Arumia didn't know what the cat they were bugging even looked like- heck, she didn't know what she looked like, except for her 'ugly pale eyes.' She bristled as she stalked up to the voices, "No one is to call my denmates ugly. Understand, punks?" Arumia snarled, thrusting her head out,
Arumia now recognized Fallenkit's voice. "Yeah, sure." She tried to look at where Fallenkit was, but decided she didn't want to creep her new friend out with her sightless eyes. "Who were those kits back there?" Her eyes were sad.
"You'll have to do it for me. I don't know if I'll ever become a warrior." Arumia said miserably.
Arumia heard the new cat, a warrior by the sound. She smelled like Fallenkit, so Arumia thought maybe they were related.
"I figured as much. Have you heard much about me? I'm blind." She didn't want to throw herself a little pity party, but was more of warning Skyheart that she was. Blind, that is.
"Three kits were making fun of her. I tried to step in, but it obviously didn't help." Arumia sighed. "They were quite vicious."
"Rainykit, Silverkit, and Thrushkit." Arumia mewed.
Her heart sank as she heard the cat pad away. Stupid, stupid. She growled to herself and padded out of the camp. Ill show them, being blind doesn't make me useless. She tasted the air. There was the fresh scent if a mouse, and a stake scent of... Badger? She tracked its scent. It got fresher and fresher... That's when she bumped into someone furry. "Excuse me, sorry." She mewed. There was an non cat-like growl. Oh no, it's a badger. If she had believed in Starclan, she would be praying right now. She turned tail and ran... Right into a tree.
Arumia smelled Roseblood. Disoriented and knowing in no way could she help, she still didn't give up. She faced the badger, snarling and swiping randomly, hoping she didn't hit Roseblood.
"I'd sure hope so." Arumia puffed her chest out. Then she deflated slightly. "It's kind of hard to be strong when you can't see anything."