SeaClan~A Warrior Cat Roleplay

[Chickenpaste]

Palmkit padded towards Scratchedpelt and rubbed against him. "Thanks," she mewed, and followed Finchkit.

Finchkit looked into his eyes and sighed. "Life is stupid," he remarked.

[Golden Sun]

(Okay, so may I be cloudkit then? I PMed you about it :3)

(Okay!)

[WellbeWelloff]

Silentstorm sat down next him. "And why is that?" he mewed softly.

[Chickenpaste]

Finchkit looked away. "What's life if you're picked on all the time? If you're small? If you're hated?"

[Golden Sun]

Sandwhisker layed in her nest with her tail curled around her nose. Her ear flicked at the sound of some ruckus in the den and she opened her eyes lazily. She stood and stretshed before shaking her pelt free of any bits of bedding. She noticed Stonefire exiting the warriors den,Maybe he would like to go hunting with me, she thought and padded up beside him, "Good morning," the words faded into a small yawn. She looked at him and smiled, "Up for some early hunting?"

"Yes," Stonefire replied as he stretched again. "Do you want to come?"
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I'm going to have my kits soon, Ivyfrost thought to herself unhappily. She looked down at her reflection in the water. Her belly was swollen- she looked a lot different than she had a few moons ago. Ivyfrost sat down and groomed herself. Maybe the kits won't be so bad.
She looked down at her reflection again. Maybe I'll even learn to love them.

[Chickenpaste]

Morningfoot's stomach felt painfully twisted in hunger, but her legs were to tired to get up, and she didn't want to leave her kits.

[donovan.]

(Don't feel bad.)

[SilentGrace]

(may I join)

[WellbeWelloff]

((isnt that for megaclan:?))

"We'll if you let thm know you feel bad when your picked on, they'll keep doing it. If you don't let it get to you, they won't find it fun anymore. And no one hates you, they just don't know you." Silentstorm reassured.

[donovan.]

Robinwing called her kits over to her. This was their final nursing moon. She beckoned them with her tail. She stared sadly at her paws, wishing they had a father.