- Jan 10, 2024
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*✧・゚ Her housefolk have been acting different for the past few days, spending a significant amount of their time focused on… eggs? It’s strange, she thinks. Eggs are supposed to be white, not colored in bright shades of yellow, blue, and pink. And they’re supposed to be eaten, aren’t they? So why do they smell so weird and not egg-y? And why have her housefolk changed her bandana out for a pink one that’s covered in the same colorful eggs? Oh well, sometimes twolegs are just funny like that—like the time they’d put her in the water a few weeks ago and rubbed weird bubbly stuff all over her fur!
It seems that it isn’t just Hon and Dear who have grown an obsession with eggs. On her way with her mom to SkyClan’s camp, the cinnamon torbie notices one of the bright eggs tucked halfway beneath a bush. It’s quickly snatched up in her maw, and she displays it to Fantastream for a moment before continuing the trek to SkyClan with a skip in her step. Cats can eat eggs, so it’s just like she’s bringing back prey for the elders and the other kits! When they finally get to the camp, Sangriakit dashes up to the first cats she spots, intent on showing off what she’s brought.
Look, she attempts to say, but it comes out as more of an, "Uck!" Her mouth falls open and the object falls out. A pale paw strikes out in an attempt to catch it before it hits the ground and bursts into a messy pile of goo and eggshell, but she’s too slow, and-
It doesn’t break?
She bats a snowy paw at the egg, knocking it over on its side and pulling it back toward her. Then she crouches down and bites into it—and nothing happens! The shell cracks just a tiny bit where her tooth touched it, but it doesn’t break. She drops the egg again and it rolls slowly away, a couple tail-lengths away from her. "HUH!" The little torbie’s eyes widen with shock, her mouth falling open as she stares at the egg. She dropped it and bit it, and it didn’t break open and splatter all over her and everyone else around! "I found an unbreakable egg!" Is that why it’s all funny colors? Can all eggs be unbreakable if they get painted all weird? What’s the point of having an egg that doesn’t break, anyway—how will the little birds hatch out if they can’t break the shell?
It seems that it isn’t just Hon and Dear who have grown an obsession with eggs. On her way with her mom to SkyClan’s camp, the cinnamon torbie notices one of the bright eggs tucked halfway beneath a bush. It’s quickly snatched up in her maw, and she displays it to Fantastream for a moment before continuing the trek to SkyClan with a skip in her step. Cats can eat eggs, so it’s just like she’s bringing back prey for the elders and the other kits! When they finally get to the camp, Sangriakit dashes up to the first cats she spots, intent on showing off what she’s brought.
Look, she attempts to say, but it comes out as more of an, "Uck!" Her mouth falls open and the object falls out. A pale paw strikes out in an attempt to catch it before it hits the ground and bursts into a messy pile of goo and eggshell, but she’s too slow, and-
It doesn’t break?
She bats a snowy paw at the egg, knocking it over on its side and pulling it back toward her. Then she crouches down and bites into it—and nothing happens! The shell cracks just a tiny bit where her tooth touched it, but it doesn’t break. She drops the egg again and it rolls slowly away, a couple tail-lengths away from her. "HUH!" The little torbie’s eyes widen with shock, her mouth falling open as she stares at the egg. She dropped it and bit it, and it didn’t break open and splatter all over her and everyone else around! "I found an unbreakable egg!" Is that why it’s all funny colors? Can all eggs be unbreakable if they get painted all weird? What’s the point of having an egg that doesn’t break, anyway—how will the little birds hatch out if they can’t break the shell?