private bust a move or you'll lose 𓄋 dark-kit

May 16, 2023
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-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- It was not farfetched to suggest Otterbite certainly treated his kittens different. Not just different from the oft loving parents that raised and reared a majority of the cats that now took up rank alongside him as warriors, or even those that now nested in his previous home; the apprentices den. Otterbite had a selective approach to each kit, different from the other, as if to create a hierarchy among them.

This was not a trait Claythorn held with them, but that was easy for him to anticipate. Otterbite had seen plenty of ferocious mollies find themselves softened by motherhood like dulled claws. He knew Claythorn would not be such an exception, a fact he had accepted long before their kittens were born.

He looked on Dark-kit now, with scraggly long hairs and his mothers honey-gold eyes. He is far from the rest of his bloodkin's appearance, who favored him more. What would this mean as he grew? Would he fair just his mother appearance, or more?

"What are you doing." It's not a question of curiosity or understanding. In fact it is hardly spoken as a question at all- it should feel like a test, as though there is a wrong answer looming behind Dark-kit's answer.
  • @DARK-KIT

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  • OTTERBITE he/him, warrior of riverclan, seventeen moons.
    scruffy blue/black chimera with a white tail-tip and green eyes. noticeable kinked whiskers
    adopted son to pikesplash // former apprentice to coyotecreek
    peaceful and healing powerplay requires permission / / underline and tag when attacking or making an action toward
    see battle info here
    penned by beataegonkpilled on discord, feel free to dm for plots.