by FireCalls » Sun Mar 09, 2014 6:56 pm
Mousekit:
I purr excitedly, dropping into a playful crouch, tail waving high in the air. "Want to play, Willow?" I ask, too eager at the prospect of a new friend to worry that their mommy died. It was probably a long time ago, anyways, right?
Stonekit:
I give a wary sniff, "They aren't clan kits." I say, unsure, "Does that mean their mom and dad were rogues?" I ask my Dad.
Hawktail:
I give an uncomfortable sigh, "Yes, their parents were rogues, but that doesn't mean they aren't good cats." I say awkwardly, "It is against the warrior code for a rogue to be allowed into the clan unless they accept Starclan and Clan life as their own." I murmur, recalling the time of my apprenticeship when I learned that very lesson, "Regardless, these kits are innocent. Without a mom and dad they need a home." I give a warm welcome to the kits, "They will stay here until Thunderstar makes a decision." I add.