by free. » Wed Dec 28, 2011 10:13 am
Skykit.
She merely smiled. She would never be so rude to point this out, but Skykit did not play. Perhaps teach the kits or watch over them, but never play. But instead, she inclined her head again. "Yes, I see you are pregnant. Pretty far along, is my guess." Skykit had hung around Rushwhisker, the medicine cat, for quite some time, and understood a lot about being a medicine cat. She had wanted to become a medicine cat apprentice, but Starclan had other plans for her. She smiled again at Greyflower. "My mother is coming with your prey. I'll be getting along. Until another time." She spoke softly, almost like the whispers in the wind, and then padded away.
Petalnose.
She reached Greyflower just after Skykit left, so had no idea of the strange conversation. "Here your are, Greyflower!" She grinned, setting two mice beside the queen. She lay down beside her, except she was on the ground. But she did not mind. Having brought a mouse for herself, she tucked in. It wasn't as plump as usual, the prey was slowly beginning to disperse, as leaf-bare came on. But it was still good. "So, do you have any idea as to what you're going to name the kits?" She asked her old friend casually, atempting conversation.
it's been a long time since I've been here. perhaps I'll stay awhile.