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It was a long trek to get from SpringClan territory back to NightClan. It made little sense for NightClan to hold onto it.
But so far it had reaped nothing but rewards... well with the exception of some trouble with WinterClan. But Burningstar had expected some conflict with them. And with their closer proximity she'd use it to take action and reclaim the cats WinterClan had taken prisoner.
But first, there was the matter of the small tom she carried by the scruff of his neck. Shed had to swotch between letting him rude her back and carrying him, but she'd brought Bonfirekit, the little kit her patrol had found, home to NightClan.
She stood tall, proud and excited to add a kit to NightClan. One that required no thieving fortunately.
She hoped Lindon would be willing to help her parent Bonfirekit, the little tom would need a father figure.
But she did reckon he didnt have to accept... though shed be sad if he didnt.
She carried Bonfirekit to her den. Setting him down and wrapping her tail around him. "Lindon! I'm back, and I brought something you need to see!" She meowed ears pricked forwards amber eyes shining.
Warden of Primal Instinct ♦ High Priest of BrookClan ♦ MedCat of WaterClan
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Post by Primordialhaze on Jan 6, 2019 0:03:48 GMT -5
The small couple moons old fluffy autumn toned tomkit blinked bright amber and gold flecked eyes as he looked up at Burningstar. He could talk a little but since the patrol had found him he hadnt said a word. Just stared around him with big eyes full of amazement and wonder.
Burningstar purred and bent down to give the kit a few licks on his head to soothe him as she'd seen mothers do. Trying to keep herself from dancing around like a kitten herself. A son of her own. She was going to love and cherish him. She was going to teach him everything she knew. He was going to grow up loved and happy.
"This is my den Bonfirekit," She meowed gesturing around. "This is where me and Lindon rest. He likes to sleep during the night." She chuckled. "He's still adjusting to NightClan's nocturnal ways, and you'll adjust too in time." She said with a purr. "You can stay with us in here, and then you can play with your cousins. And I'll introduce you to them soon, and they'll love having a new playmate."
