{$title} TW; Implied Animal Death -- TLDR; Kit gets found in the territory!
// Please wait for @Mulberryburst and @Maplemouse !
Time. What was time? They weren't sure. How long had she been asleep? Long enough, maybe? The air was cold around her, and a strange scent filled her nose. The kitten scrunched her nose, green eyes opening and scanning the old den around her. It was dark now. Where was her mother? A whine escaped as she lifted her small body to its paws. Stretching, she takes a deep breath of the air around her. It smells. Where is Mama?
Lips move to a frown as the kitten sniffs the air. Mama was still around, but where? And that weird stench… It wouldn't leave. Slow, small pawsteps took the kit towards the entrance of the den. Its where their nose took them, the scents drifting from outside, swirling together in a soft breeze. It was still only two.. wasn't it? Eyes looked around, adjusting to the darkness, a soft glow of the moon illuminating the world. It wouldn't last long, as clouds began to cover it slowly. It was more than enough light, as the kit noticed her mother a few tail lengths away. Paws picked up, running to the figure breathing heavily on the ground. "Mama!"
A breath hitched from the figure, looking at the baby running towards her. "Sweat pea... Go back..." She muttered. The kit didn't stop, barreling into their mother's side and nuzzling her face against the parental figure. Tears formed in the kit's eyes, holding back the tears. What could have done this? A strong smell was all over her mother, one that was new to the kit but would become familiar over time. She wasn't aware that as she nuzzled her mother, the source of the smell would get all over her. "Sweetie..." A harsh breath caught the kitten off-guard, wide green eyes looking up at her mother. "It's still here... Go back... R-Run."
"B-But Mama-" A soft hiss stopped the kitten mid-speech. "Go, baby. Go find help." The kit frowned as their mother pushed them away, getting up to her paws slowly. The kit didn't want to move, she wanted her mother, she wanted to stay. The sentiment would change as a third scent hit her nose, followed by a low growl. No, no the tortoiseshell was not sticking around for that. Without thinking, their tiny body flew through the underbrush, ears pinned back and eyes welled with tears. There was no going back, she had to find help, she had to help her mama, she had to be safe.
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It's the morning now. The kit had run deep into the forest until their paws were sore, lungs gasping for air, and eyes all out of tears. She couldn't find a safe spot to rest, only laying half way under a bush. Hunger ate at their stomach as they slept, grumbling quietly until the pain awoke the poor kit. Still tired out, they lay under the bush, whining and crying, scared, and wishing for help. Hopefully it would come... soon. And when it did, she would not fight against it.
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PEONYKIT they/she, skyclan 3 moons old.
a small tortoiseshell kitten with dark green eyes
mentored by none // mentoring none
littermate to ???
NPC x NPC
"speech" // "thoughts"
penned by doc↛ m0dernd0c on discord, feel free to dm for plots.