FAITHKIT

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A BOUQUET OF BRAMBLES
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SHE/HERx THUNDERCLAN KITx 02 MOONS☆ A sickly fawn cream tortoiseshell with low white
☆ Adopted child ofSerpentberry, littermates with Falsekit and Thornkit
☆ penned by Juice↛ Ouijeejuice on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
Once again you are left alone. First it's the cooling body of your mother in the forest. Now it's the news of Serpentberry, her death details kept from your young ears for the most part. You wish you had been there, to be part of the dying much like you were the first time. It had felt right in some way, now you can't be afforded that closure either. Instead you are left a wraith, Serpentberry's youngest child by technicality of a birth order you're not even sure she was aware of. The two of you weren't close, not like how the others in her life seemed to have been yet it has carved out it's own piece within you. She had named you, given you a new life and it seemed to carry a real chance as your health has been crawling back to you piece by fractured piece.
Would that stagnate now with her death? Would you revert back to being the sickly kitten you had been before she saved you? Left without a saviour, with nothing to really turn your faith towards. You find yourself untethered once more, left a spirit in purpose. With her gone what was left for yourself and your brothers? Surely you would need to find a new home, who else could be so kind as to take you in? You aren't convinced you even wanted anyone else, it was easy enough to make yourself anew for the medicine cat but could you really offer your soul up once more to some other warm paws and kind words?
You refuse to speak to your brothers about it, not about how you truly feel. They have always been protecting you, even now they do so. As you throw yourself into the path of the ThunderClan leader you figured that for once you could be a protector. Stumbling your way purposefully into Juniperstar's path you crane your neck up to look at her. A rattle sets in your throat as your lungs squeeze tighter than usual, left sniffling you wipe your paw across your nose. "I want to say goodbye... Before we have to find a new home." She has always been nice to you, if not a little strange. It was natural to assume they would be asked to leave, you merely want to get on top of it. Though as your left staring up at her you can see the glassy texture of her eyes. She's hurting too though, right? One of those other cats who must be hurting more than you. "So... goodbye." There isn't really much to say, not understanding how to give condolences and solely trying to look out for yourself as you've been left displaced once more.
@juniperstar
Would that stagnate now with her death? Would you revert back to being the sickly kitten you had been before she saved you? Left without a saviour, with nothing to really turn your faith towards. You find yourself untethered once more, left a spirit in purpose. With her gone what was left for yourself and your brothers? Surely you would need to find a new home, who else could be so kind as to take you in? You aren't convinced you even wanted anyone else, it was easy enough to make yourself anew for the medicine cat but could you really offer your soul up once more to some other warm paws and kind words?
You refuse to speak to your brothers about it, not about how you truly feel. They have always been protecting you, even now they do so. As you throw yourself into the path of the ThunderClan leader you figured that for once you could be a protector. Stumbling your way purposefully into Juniperstar's path you crane your neck up to look at her. A rattle sets in your throat as your lungs squeeze tighter than usual, left sniffling you wipe your paw across your nose. "I want to say goodbye... Before we have to find a new home." She has always been nice to you, if not a little strange. It was natural to assume they would be asked to leave, you merely want to get on top of it. Though as your left staring up at her you can see the glassy texture of her eyes. She's hurting too though, right? One of those other cats who must be hurting more than you. "So... goodbye." There isn't really much to say, not understanding how to give condolences and solely trying to look out for yourself as you've been left displaced once more.
@juniperstar