Enter the Snark Oct 25, 2016 20:53:34 GMT -5
Post by Silver on Oct 25, 2016 20:53:34 GMT -5
TreeClan - Kit - 3 Moons
I know I'd better stop trying - You know that there's no denying - I won't show mercy on you now
Tiny paws moved as quietly as they were able along a path she'd never before bothered to tread. For Ravenkit, getting away from the Nursery and the chaos therein was something she'd had to do for the sake of her sanity. It was too noisy in there with all the kits and Apprentices running in and out and the Queens squabbling or even when they got along. It was much too cutesy for her liking. So the first chance she'd gotten when she'd snuck out; using her dark pelt to her advantage to disappear into the shadows. Her siblings were just bothersome and not very interesting to play with, and besides that sneaking out seemed much more of a fun adventure to the inquisitive little she-cat. Really though, if fully grown Warriors couldn't keep track of a single kit, they deserved to have to worry about her when they finally realized she was gone. It would just serve them right.
It wasn't like she'd wandered off too far either, she wasn't that stupid. She was still small and a lot of things could try to eat her if she went off on her own too far from the Nursery. She didn't have a death wish by any means, she'd merely wanted to some peace and quiet in a place not surrounded by idiots. So she'd wandered to the next closest den over. She'd never really been in this place, but she believed it belonged to their leader. Not that she cared, but it was still a good piece of information to know. Sniffing delicately at the currently empty den, she sneezed at the scents she was picking up. Oh for Star Clan's sake, did Lionstar never air out his den at all? It smelled like a dead rabbit! Urg, why did her clanmates have to be so stupid! Some of them were simply too disturbing to live, but it wasn't like she could do anything about it at her current size. Oh well, hopefully none of them would breed and that would save the clan from being overrun with all the stupidity of the previous generation.
Still, it was curious that something that was supposed to be so important as the leader's den smelled so much like something had died in it then started to rot. How lazy must that make Lionstar, she had to wonder. And why was she still here when the smell of this place was seriously beginning to offend her? The answer to that was simple, she didn't want to go back to the crowded Nursery. Oh well, can't win them all.
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