- May 14, 2023
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There were small signs as she got older by the moons. Valeriankit didn't act similar to her littermates, not that it was too much of a problem considering the four children of Smogmaw and Halfshade had unique personalities. But even then Valerian could be odd. She was often silent and played rarely unless her mother and father encouraged her. Otherwise, while the youth of the clan got into silly antics, Valeriankit was often close to Halfshade's side, if not following her father's tail. The young torbie had a lot of respect and admiration for her parents, and it was easy to see that their words were almost a law to her. Yet soon, she would be moving to the apprentice den, and no longer sharing the nursery with her beloved mother. It made her... unhappy truthfully. While she didn't quite understand her mother's desire to remain in the nursery even when she and her littermates would leave, she accepted it. Her mother was knowledgeable and loving, often doting on her. "Mama." The soft-spoken girl spoke up, looking up at the older torbie as Halfshade relaxed in their nest, the petite girl snuggled up to her mother. Her siblings were off getting into antics, but she had questions that only her mother could properly answer. "How do you keep your fur so clean?" She asked, blinking her dual-colored eyes. Valeriankit, even in her rare occasions of playing, often tried to avoid getting mud on her, knowing that Halfshade often liked things tidy. Garlickit's muddy antics made that obvious often. Yet her mother always appeared spotless. It was a goal the young child had decided for herself. "And do you know a good spot in the apprentice den?" The follow-up question was a bit more hesitant. Frankly, the petite girl had little desire to leave the nursery, and neither did it occur to her that her mother probably wasn't an apprentice in Shadowclan. But her mama was knowledgeable, so she must have some advice to impart.
[sweet like honey]