☣AshClan☣ V.3 (Moderators, please lock. Thank you!)

[Cradily]

Purring with amusement, Weaselpaw batted her paw back with his own.

"Okay!" Woodpaw smiled. "It's...empty."

Kestrelstar shrugged. "Beats me. You can go look for 'im if ya want. Just..." He let out an angry hiss. "I'm sick an' tired of all this! All that kit ever does is whine about how no one understands him and smart-mouth others! I have compassion, I do, and I've tried my best ta help him in whatever way I can. But i' seems to me like he don' even want help. He accuses me of thinkin' he betrayed the Clan when I said nothing like that, says I have hearing problems, says he can't trust me an' that I spend too little time with 'im, and then goes as far as to use his lack of sight as an excuse to disrespect me! Fox-dung to that!" He scored his claws over a rock. "An' what reason does he have not to trust me? What'd I ever do to him? All I've tried to do is help him! He keeps on sayin' that I don't understand, that no one understands, but even if that's true, does that mean we can't be trusted? For StarClan's sake, a disability isn't the end of the world, an' it cer'ainly doesn't give ya the right ta start belittlin' ev'ryone around you! Many cats have disabilities! Many cats have hardships! Why don't he try leadin' a Clan and raisin' a family at the same time, see how he likes it?" He was breathing heavily by the time he'd finished speaking and his tail lashed with vexation. "I wouldn't blame ya if you thought I was a fox-heart for sayin' all this stuff, but I..." He sighed. "I'm not. I love our son a lot just as much as you do and I want to help him, but if he won't let me, what else am I s'posed to do? I'm not puttin' up with this crap any longer, that's for sure."

[Dark Moon]

Fallowkit smiled and nipped at his paw. She jumped on him before he could wipe it on her.

[Cradily]

Weaselpaw squealed with playfulness. He pummeled her underbelly and nipped at her face.

[Dark Moon]

Fallowkit giggled and jumped away. Circling him a moment, she pounced on his tail.

[Cradily]

Instead of waving his tail around like he usually did, Weaselpaw made it go limp.

[Dark Moon]

Fallowkit smirked. "I killed the snake with one pounce!" She cried, pretending it was a snake.

[Cradily]

"You did!" Weaselpaw laughed. "Good job! Are you going to eat it for breakfast now?"

[Dark Moon]

"Yuck!" Fallowkit giggled. "It'll taste horrible!"

[Cradily]

"Aw, come on! It won't taste that bad!"

[Dark Moon]

Fallowkit blinked slowly. "So you want me to bite your tail?"