Brackenclan (accepting!) V.2

[Kuj0]

"Shh... It's okay." Cinder meows softly, comfortingly. She continues to rasp her tongue over the kit, trying to dry him so he would at least be a bit warmer and conformable. Once she's finished, she stands up again, almost touching muzzles with the new tom. "Like I said, who does this kit belong to?"

[autobot.]

She closed her eyes and decided to think of something else. Everything.. will be just fine.. she kept meowing to herself in her head.

[keylimecoyote]

(Okay, gives me some time to develop Bramblefoot some more then :3)
"I don't know." Bramblefoot meowed, not surprised that this kit would ask again so soon, seeing as he was the same way when he was a kit, giving the adults little to no time to think about things. He wished for the simple days again, where he could stay with his mother and she would hunt and they would talk and laugh together. He wondered if his mother would agree with his choice to join the Clan, since she had been so self dependent and proud of it at that.

[cardboardteeth]

Owlstar laid down beside her, nervous.

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Tinykit, though dry, still was cold. The warmth of the nursery had been comforting. But to him, it was much colder out here, even though it was Green-leaf.

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"Oh." Tiny turned back around. They'd believe he was Bramblefoot's kit.. right?

[autobot.]

She did a little squirm but calmed herself afterwards

[keylimecoyote]

(Yeah sure Tiny, they'd totally believe Bramblefoot somehow gave birth to a pitch black kit in the forest XD)
"Where are your parents anyways?" Bramblefoot had assumed they were dead, but asking "Where are they" instead of saying "How did they die" was probably more sensitive if they were dead. Bramblefoot then realized that he should've asked this question sooner in case they were alive and Tiny just ran away.

[cardboardteeth]

{Of course they WILLLLL.}

"I don't know. Since I can remember, they were never there," Tiny explained, nodding.

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Owlstar stood and went to get his vole. "Spottedfur, eat this," he meowed.

[autobot.]

She nodded and ate half of it. She pushed the other half over to Owlstar

[cardboardteeth]

"No. You have to eat," Owlstar insisted. He pushed the vole back.

[keylimecoyote]

(Of course.)
Probably dead. Bramblefoot told himself. "Okay." Bramblefoot agreed, realizing it was better not to look into it too much. "What's your name?"