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"HEAR MY STOLEN LULLABIES" Batpaw doesn't mind hunting. It isn't the worst. When on a hunting patrol, most cats remain silent, and no one thinks it's weird if he keeps his mouth closed. As Bonejaw calls for other cats to join the patrol, Batpaw squints his eyes. There sure are lot of cats...

"HEAR MY STOLEN LULLABIES" From the moment the sickness was announced, Batpaw had been concerned. His life didn't change much, however. He already barely spent time with other cats, now he just had an excuse. Overall, he was fine. Swanpaw falling ill worried him slightly, a feeling he didn't...

"HEAR MY STOLEN LULLABIES" Batpaw blinks as Honeypaw goes on and on about her stupid rocks. They're just rocks. Why is she so obsessed with them? And why does she line her nest with them? "Isn't that... uncomfortable?" As she kicks the 'agate' towards him, Batpaw lifts his paw and lets it roll...

"HEAR MY STOLEN LULLABIES" Batpaw is unsure what to think of his new mentor. The scarred warrior had never made much of an impression on him previously. He seems on the quieter side, at least. That was something Batpaw could appreciate. If Chilledstar had paired him with a talkative mentor...

"HEAR MY STOLEN LULLABIES" So far, Batpaw was rather unimpressed with being an apprentice. As a kit, he had imagined he'd be allowed to leave whenever he wanted. He was disappointed to learn that was not the case. Instead, he could only leave with a warrior serving as an escort. The apprentice...

"HEAR MY STOLEN LULLABIES" It's finally time. He's finally an apprentice, finally moving to the apprentice den. This moment had been filling him with anticipation for moons now, since Forestshade's kits were born and the nursery had become overcrowded. With each new addition, he grew more and...

"HEAR MY STOLEN LULLABIES" If Batkit had to rank his fellow kits, Briarkit and Swankit would be at the top. In a way, he sees himself in Briarkit. Both kits prefer to sit on the sidelines and watch. And Swankit... Well, Swankit wasn't annoying. That was the highest compliment Batkit could give...

"HEAR MY STOLEN LULLABIES" In the comfortable silence after Swankit tells him he isn't hungry, Batkit blinks at Swankit. It's an odd interaction, but Batkit can't bring himself to care. It's probably the most pleasant interaction he's had with a clan member, so why would he? He finally looks...

"HEAR MY STOLEN LULLABIES" Batkit has been waiting for this day for too long. The nursery was far too crowded, surely the apprentice den has more room. And suddenly, the name Batkit is no longer his. He's Batpaw now, and will be for who knows how long. Chilledstar announces his new mentor, and...

"HEAR MY STOLEN LULLABIES" Batkit tilts his head as he watches Caterpillarkit stumble over her name. Exactly how long had she been here? Batkit can't remember, but it probably wasn't long, if she can't even remember her own name. "We haven't met before, so that makes sense. I'm Batkit." She's...

"HEAR MY STOLEN LULLABIES" Batkit blinks slowly. He hadn't intended to give the impression that his frog leg was meant to share. What was he supposed to do now? Let Swankit share it? But it's his frog leg! He wants it for himself, as selfish as that may be. But if he's trying to be nicer, it...

"HEAR MY STOLEN LULLABIES" It wasn't uncommon for the other kits to play clans. Personally, Batkit had never joined in on it. To be fair, he never joined in on any of the kit games. With a tilt of his head, he watches as Swankit and Nettlekit discuss which role each of them will play. If it...

"HEAR MY STOLEN LULLABIES" The mention of StarClan causes Batkit to perk up slightly, but any interest quickly dissolves as Clearheart continues, clearly expecting Batkit to care about this kit - Ghostkit, he supposed. That's what Clearheart called her anyways. Why would he ever show her even...

"HEAR MY STOLEN LULLABIES" The input from his older clanmates doesn't change Batkit's opinion. Romance is weird. He finds himself nodding along to Briarkit's statements. "I just don't understand. If you claim to love someone, why would you be so rude?" Fighting made sense, he supposes...

"HEAR MY STOLEN LULLABIES" Today, Batkit isn't entirely avoiding the other kits. He's laying relatively close to one of Forestshade's kits, the quiet one. If he has to be near one of them, he supposes she isn't the worst option. At least she won't talk his ear off. Much like his denmate...