camp why would you be? // intrusion

[RAMKIT]

Her mother - her true mother, from where she stole her orange and white from - is busy. So often busy, in fact, that Ramkit has caught herself more than once (especially since conciousness) calling Butterflytuft Momma, like Budpaw and Fluffypaw do. Ever since she noticed the difference, she has tried to be firm in her acknowledgement. But she is only a child with a molding mind and a loose tongue - and when everyone else calls her foster mother such... how is she to not? The entire Clan only calls the leader by her respected moniker. How can she decipher the difference?

It's a twinge of realization yet again, as there is a morsel of peace in camp and Ramkit finds her dam. A large blur of white and orange, chatting with other blurs of wood and leaf tones. Her vision is not often decisive, but in this moment, she funnels her attention only on the molly she's intent to spend time with. Her tail flags behind her as she approaches her mother. Her maw opens, and instinctively, she spouts, "Hi, Or-Ma-star!" A haphazard mash of the woman's name. She feels proud at her attempt, a slight grin on her expression as she welcomes herself into the molly's personal space, just as she so often does with Butterflytuft.

"What'cha talking about?" she asks, looking to the plethora of warriors, cloudy eyes wide with curiosity.

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𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 ˖⁺‧₊˚☆ 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘴

• ooc // pls wait for @Orangestar :]​
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  ☆ THREE MOONS
  ☆ SKYCLAN
  ☆ TORTIE WITH WHITE, BLUE EYES
  ☆ AUDACIOUS, CURIOUS, CRITICAL
  ☆ SHORT-SIGHTED, PARTICULAR
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  ⸻☆ ramkit is a wily, outspoken, borderline ill mannered she-kit. born of orangestar and slatesnarl, raised alongside lambkit, this nearly blind she-kit takes life by the horns. the brain to her twin's brawn, ramkit can often be found tattling on rule breakers (whilst breaking them to the benefit of herself, too.)