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'Why am I here?' A question with a weight that far exceeded his tiny existence thus far, but one that was even heavier due to its scope. He had never spoken prior to that.
His first words had been a question, telling as it was, the desire to know things even if they were outside the scope of his understanding was more powerful than his urge to keep silent unless absolutely necessary. But what was a question if not necessary? All questions had purpose, while not always the most beneficial they could broaden a view rather than limit it and that had to be good no matter what was being asked. Right? He found his preferred the quiet above all else, his own voice thought to not exist until his curiousity got the better of him and even then he guards it carefully inside his chest to release when he saw fit. Bearkit did not rumble and growl about as his namesake, his steps were light and careful and not the plodding and thunderous gait of the great predator and when he did bless the world with a noise it was a softly spoken and curt reply to a question or a quick observation he felt important enough to bring up.
He didn't waste energy making noise, he didn't run about and chase things like most kits, but he also didn't begrudge others their needs to release their energy and make themselves heard. In a way to be loud was to be seen and being seen was important to some cats. Just not to him. Bearkit was content simply being, simply existing, perched on the sidelines an eternal observer and listening with ears pricked and awareness ever present.
He has found in time that the answer to a question sometimes isn't more important than the question itself. So why he was here was hardly important at all. What he did with his time here, however, had been a new query to rise in his mind and Bearkit had decided he liked to listen. The world was so noisy and loud at times but he could find moments where it was gentle and a hum almost soothing in nature and it was this he most enjoyed. The kit, rosette dappled and bright as the sun above and the one that sired him, tucked his paws under himself and comfortably perched near the medicine cat den with eyes closed to listen to the comings and goings of their clanmates that he had not yet made an effort to introduce himself to. In time, eventually, but right now he was content to simple be.
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