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MELODYKIT ;;

-----> Dee was never the best at remaining in camp. Hips sashaying back and forth, each step light and methodically following an imaginary beat, The fluffy girl hummed as she broke the law and traveled along the border. Easy vibes equal peaceful rides, that’s what she always said! Purring, she did a little twirl enjoying the cool breeze and friendly cricket chirps all around her. Nothing was more in Harmony than a marshland that sang along with you!

But then she’d pause, noting a unfamiliar figure in the distance. Despite her exuberant confidence, even Dee knew when to avoid danger. So immediately she dropped to the ground, using the long grass as protection against the strangers sight. She’d wait and see what would happen. Hopefully she hadn’t just stumbled upon a raid...

" SPEECH "

(c)trexgirl

MELODYKIT ;;

-----> oh gross oh gross oh GROSS!

Dee knew that there was very little - if anything at all - better than kits. At least, that’s what every queen told her. But all Melody could think as she bounded back into the den - mouth full of wet moss - was simply -

GROSS!

Blood and placenta and ugh who knows what else stained the nursery floor. The sounds of squealing kits, scent of blood and pain, and just the overall atmosphere of strain and stress was not at all Mel’s style!

But she pushed onward anyway.

Dropping the moss at Night’s feet, she leaped in shock when the next kit - the tiniest one - arrived.

She swallows nervously, cursed her good heart, and rushed forward.

Following Lionkit’s lead she bites the sac - oh GROSS- and began to lick the kit clean and dry - gross gross gross!

But as she wiped away the grossness from the kittens face, and Mel saw the little eyes and button nose...

Well...

Maybe kittens weren’t all THAT gross.

Still though, it wasn’t moving. She looked over at Ice, pale eyes wide with fear. Had Mel messed up?

" SPEECH "

(c)trexgirl

MELODYKIT ;;

-----> Melody was not someone who easily got mad, especially not at poor Lionkit...but deAR STARCLAN! Was he TRYING to die!?

Hissing angrily as she was forced to leap from her hiding spot, Mel quickly jumped in front of Lionkit. She was so angry at the idiotic Tom she was tempted to cuff him around the ear- but quickly she forced herself to calm. It wasn’t Lionkit’s fault he was so dumb. He just didn’t think ahead like she did. Or at all, apparently. I mean STARCLAN WHAT WAS HE THINKING!? This Tom could be a kitten-eater and here he thought the best plan was to expose himself!

Starclan, if Mel died today she was going to strangle that boy!

Oh- right- no anger.

Sucking a breath, she forced her fear-induced frustrations aside. That’s all it was - she didn’t hate Lion or think he was really dumb she was just...scared. And boy did fear not feel good!

So instead, she smiled at the stranger saying, “Hi bud, how’re you doing? Nice day to be having a walk right?”

At the same time, she gently nudged Lionkit back. Mentally she screamed for him to get the hint and RUN!

Actually, you know what? She wasn’t going to risk it.

“Just a moment “ she politely told Hail, before whirling on Lionkit and nudging him, hard, “RUN!” She exclaimed, grabbing his paw and tugging him after her as she made a dash for it.

" SPEECH "

(c)trexgirl

MELODYKIT ;;

-----> Similar to Paperkit, Mel too had a fondness for breaking the law in her per suit of selfish needs. This time, though, she’d merely gotten interested in where Pap was going, so she followed. Standing beside him, she would smile brightly at the molly, lilac eyes aglow. She didn’t say anything as she waited for Eve’s question to be answered.

" SPEECH "

(c)trexgirl

MELODYKIT ;;

-----> Melody was in a weird state of mind. I mean, it just continuously shifted back and forth. One moment she was singing happily and dancing, the next she was uncharacteristicly sitting in shadow. Somber as she gazed towards the medicine den and wondered what it would be like without Owlflight around. But the next instant she was ditermined to remain strong and surpass Ratstar and she was left daydreaming about the day she knocked that father-stealer down a peg!

And then it would repeat.

Ultimately Dee was left tired. She wasn’t used to warring emotions with her. She was always a laid back kinda gal, so to feel sad and angry and happy and back again was not very fun.

Spotting Sorrelfire, Dee was quick to scamper over to her, ever eager for a distraction from her sickening thoughts. Throwing herself on top of the deputy, Dee purred loudly, “Hiyah Sorrel!”

" SPEECH "

(c)trexgirl

MELODYKIT ;;

-----> Dee watched Lionkit gasp and squeal, before quieting at the gentle touch of the little life that had taken to him. Dee felt her heart skip a beat, turning back to her own little bundle. Despite how gross everything still was, it was a cute kid. And she'd help bring her around! Or at least, she thought she had. But the kitten didn't mewl or snuggle into her own soft fawn fur. Instead, it just lay limp at her paws. She nudged it, tried to pry open it's mouth to see if it's airways were blocked but...no.

Melodykit looked up at Clover, her eyes wide as the apprentice revealed the truth.

Aw jeeze.

Dee looked at her paws, at the kitten - the dead body.

Aww jeeze man.

She didn't know what to do. On one hand, she wanted to push the tiny corpse away and run out of the den. But where would she run? She didn't think she'd ever get the the taste of the kitten's never-to-be-warm fur from her mouth.

Suddenly, Mel didn't feel all that great.

Gently, she placed the kitten down before promptly stumbling out of the nursery. She scurried off quickly so no one could see her get sick.

" SPEECH "

(c)trexgirl

MELODYKIT ;;

-----> Dee skidded to a halt, letting out a mix of a surprised gasp and a squeak of relief. "Sorrel!" she purred, her confidence immediately reigniting itself, though she did quickly hide behind ehr grandmother's leg. "I was following the breeze!" she informed the deputy, as if that justified her law-breaking. She glanced over at Lionkit, but said nothing on his behalf. He really ought to not talk to any possible enemy unless he was certain he was strong enough to send them away. Or not get Mel killed in the process.

Still, she'd give him a comforting smile, "you did your best" sort of expression.

Then she waited to see what the stranger would do

" SPEECH "

(c)trexgirl

MELODYKIT ;;

-----> Such is life.

Melodykit fluffed up her fur protectively against the cold breeze. For once, there was no sashaying or humming to be found from her person. Instead, she merely gazed from her spot near the camp entrance, uncharacteristically somber. Such is life. That's what everyone kept telling her. She sighed heavily, not enjoying the tiring tug pulling on her paws and eyes. She couldn't stop thinking about Nightfright's kit. Limp and cold despite how dilligently Mel tried to warm her up.

She sighed, angry with herself now. She really ought to stop moping. She'd already cried out all her tears, there was no point in still being sad! Besides, it wasn't like she was attached to the kit! Kits are gross when they're first born anyway. Like fleshy pink raisins...Who never even got a chance to breathe...or dream...or even get a name...

She sighed again.

Such is life.

Man was she tired of hearing that.

When she spotted the lanky tom, Dee immedietely perked her ears. She wasn't someone who avoided people - she talked to Paperkit just fine, and interacted with him as often as she could, but she never went out of her way to do either of those. After all, he didn't seem to like her presence, so why should she waste her time trying to speak to a hedge of thorns?

But right now, she'd give anything to distract herself from the somber symphony in her head.

" Hi there Paperkit! What're you doing out of the den? " she asked, eyes glittering pleasantly

" SPEECH "

(c)trexgirl

MELODYKIT ;;

-----> Dee tried her best to muffle her sobbing. But as much as she shoved her face in her mossy nest or stuffed her trembling mouth with her fluffy tail, her weeping was obnoxiously loud.

She decided she hated crying.

It was just the worst.

Your eyes don't stop stinging, her mouth is all dry and your tummy just keeps roiling and rolling even after you already got sick. Even worse, even after she got sick and lost her lunch, she still couldn't stop occasionally gagging on thin air. Just thinking about grooming a dead body made her want to retch again. Nothing personal on the kit, but man...Have YOU ever tried to revive a dead body with your tongue? No? Then don't judge!

But it didn't matter anyway because Dee was her own biggest belittler.

I mean, wow, how fast she had run out of that den! How fast she had hid under her own nest and how quickly she cried like an absolute baby! I mean - it's just one body! It's not like she was attached to the kit!

It's not like she had even wanted to help bring a life around. Kits were gross. The whole thing was super gross. But she felt even more gross.

Had she messed up?

Was it on her?

Why couldn't she have just saved the little scrap?

Melodykit let out another whine of misery, shoving her face back into her paws.

It sucked. It sucked and sucked and sucked! Why did that kit have to die? She didn't even get a chance to breathe! Or even get a name! It wasn't FAIR!

She and mel would've been good friends. Mel would've told her all the time how she had helped bring her around. She would have teased her about still smelling and tasting gross. But she would've told her every day that she was the prettiest kitten ever! Like a little sister.

But she messed up.

Or starclan messed up.

Or maybe it was just simply no one's fault and this was just how it was.

But then THAT would be messed up.

It was all just really confusing and horrifying.

So Melodykit just kept on crying.

" SPEECH "

(c)trexgirl

MELODYKIT ;;

-----> Another reason she decided she hated crying? The attention she got for it. Dee liked having eyes on her when she was radiant and confident, but crying left her a complete polar opposite. she was a dribbling, pitiful mess and the last thing she wanted was for cats to have a memory of such a pathetic sight.

So when cloverpaw asked how she was doing, Mel quickly swiped at her eyes, struggling to wipe away all evidence of her grief. "Me? O-of course-" oh dear starclan she was stuttering. Clearing her throat, she tried again, "i'm ok, really um - just talking in my sleep, y'know? S-sounds like crying but it's...it's really...um..." she hiccuped, her vision blurring.

Dropping her face back into her tear-soaked bed she sobbed, "I'm not! I'm not ok! There was blood and grossness and everything smelled and looked awful and - and " she trailed off into another wail. "Oh Clover why did the baby have to die? I did my best to get her to breathe and move - why didn't it work?" she asked, looking up at the apprentice with watery eyes, "Was it cus I thought the birthing w-was gross? Was s-starclan punishing m-me? Why d-didn't they punish m-me then an n-not the baby g-girl!? Why w-was I even th-there at all! Now im n-never gonna s-stop smelling th-the gross smells and th-thinking about the l-limp...c-cold..." she trailed off into another chocking cry, whatever sh etried to say drowned by hiccups.

" SPEECH "

(c)trexgirl

MELODYKIT ;;

-----> "Out here, actually," Melodykit mewed as she tapped Cloverpaw's shoulder. She normally didn't spend her time in the nursery if she could help it. She liked the open air and the lack of constrained space. So if you wanted to find Mel, you'd have to look anywhere exept the nursery.

"What's up?" she asked the older molly, eyes aglow.

" SPEECH "

(c)trexgirl

MELODYKIT ;;

-----> Now that Dee was certain she wasn't going to die, her normal confident, cheeky personality resurfaced. She tilted her head as she observed the look of pain in the tom's eyes. He said personal matters? Was someone here he wanted to see or talk to? Maybe he was the unknown father of Nightfright's kits!

"Hey, it's alright mister! Ratstar probs won't like you being around but im sure Nightfright would love to see you! She had three kits, y'know! " she hesitated, thinking about the last kit. Her ears immedietely drooped, her eyes glistening with the sting of the memory. Shaking her head, she would smile at the male, pushing her feelings aside, "I'm Melodykit, by the way!"

" SPEECH "

(c)trexgirl

MELODYKIT ;;

-----> Mel tilted her head to the side, surprised when he mentioned her birth father as well as herself. So he wasn’t here for Night? She blinked then answered, “my dads been gone for a long time” she told him, her lilac eyes twinkling as she regarded the Tom, “where you friends with him?” There was a question nagging at her. Looking him up and down, she struggled to ask it. She hadn’t seen her dad in a long time, so any questions about where she came from or who her mother was would never be answered. But...maybe...

" SPEECH "

(c)trexgirl

MELODYKIT ;;

-----> The molly tilted her head to the side, studying the Tom. Her mother? She looked him up and down, at last noticing the molly-like features he possessed. Wow! Her actual mom! Like - the cat who gave birth to her! Cool.

“That’s awesome !” She purred amicably, but even to herself her tone felt off. Should...should she be happier? Like - should she hug him? Or ask him questions? I mean, she did have a lot of questions but...well, they were questions she had since she was a baby. She’d already lost interest in their answers. So what should she do?

I mean, cool that she had a mom but...she already had a mom in Briarthorn. And a dad in Owlflight. Plus this guy...he wasn’t going to stay with her, was he? So...he was just a stranger to her.

She felt a painful tug in her chest. Sucked to think that she’d find herself feeling nothing for the cat who’d brought her into the world.

“Well it’s...nice to meet you” she smiled pleasantly. Dumbly she asked, “how um...how’s everything been?”

" SPEECH "

(c)trexgirl

MELODYKIT ;;

-----> “oh well - I’ll join you “ she purred, sitting beside him. She was still young and inexperienced with the world, but even she could feel the resentment rolling off him in waves. Even so, she comfortably sat beside him, curling her elegantly groom tail around her paws. She knew this was incredibly selfish, spending time with him. As wonderful as she was and as happy as she made cats, Paper just wasn’t adamant about being around her. But still, she ignored his subtle wishes and remained by his side. Selfish, in all definitions. What could she say? She was simply...

“Do you ever get lonely when Turtlekit is off playing with others?” She asked, looking sideways at him. She wondered what it was like to be an older sibling. She thought about Nightfright’s kit and her ears began to droop.

" SPEECH "

(c)trexgirl