Brambleclan: Stealing is in our Blood (Closed)

For a moment, Monster looked as if she might lighten up: her eyes went wide with some sense of understanding, but her tongue was as brutal as ever. "Okay, so ya did do that. One might say thanks, but it's not like I care enough to actually say it." She flicked her tail in annoyance, and after a few seconds pause, she added, "I don't owe my life to ya now, do I?"

Lynxpaw snapped, "You don't owe me anything!" He rolled his eyes and growled, "Now that you are safe I'll be leaving."

Lynxpaw paused, taken aback by her sudden curiosity. "Back to my clan. Brambleclan is in this forest which is why there are so many cats." He explained.

"It's a large group of cats that work together. They hunt for each other, fight for each other, keep each other safe." He tried to explain. "The queens take care of their kits who will grow up to become apprentices, like me, and eventually warriors. The warriors protect the queens and the rest of the clan and do the hunting. Then there is the leader who brings order to the clan, along with his deputy. Then is the elders who have already done their time as warriors and are taken care of by the clan because of the work they have done. Lastly is the medicine cat and medicine cat apprentice who heal the sick and injured cats. What's different about Brambleclan is that we have kit stealers. We go to different clans and take kits, oftentimes ones that have been kicked out of their clan or were mistreated." Lynxpaw finally finished his long explanation and looked at Monster.

Lynxpaw shrugged, "Nothing's really in it for me. I take care of my clanmates and they take care of me. We all protect each other." He'd experienced hatred and fear in his eleven moons but had always had some form of kindness to help him through it.

Lynxpaw nodded, "The clan will be very welcoming if you ever do change your mind." He told her, knowing that she was unsure of it.

Lynxpaw took a step forward and rested a paw on her shoulder, "There are lots of cats who are genuinely kind. I'm one of them." He meowed gently. "Don't shut everyone out because you've had bad experiences before."

Sorry I'm so late just a few more minutes)

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Monster looked from Lynxpaws paw to his eyes disgust, and shoved his paw away with a sound to match what her eyes were saying. "Maybe not, but I'd be surprised if ya were telling the truth." She stood up and licked her paw once more. "Alright. I'll be the judge to see if ya are one of those hippogriffs or not. Ya know, seein' if you're a liar."

(Ah, thanks for the info!)

"Alright, so don't wait around for daisies to grow. Take me there." Monster demanded, lashing her tail impatiently.

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Leopardpaw sat near the side of camp, eating a small mouse. She always chose the smallest piece of freshkill on the pile so that other cats could have more because they needed it more than she did.

(Nah not really 😂)