A Helpless Kit

A small kit, barley weened off her mother's milk cried helplessly, stumbling around the terrain. "Help!" she squeeked. "Can anycat help me?"

Icepaw, who heard the kit, turned looking over and sniffed to the sent. "Woah!" He smiled, but waited

The kit looked up eagerly. "Do you know where Mommy is?"

Icepaw took a step back. "What's her name?"

"Her name was Ginger!" she said, running between his legs. "I'm scared."

ooc: Mink why you take my running umbreon?! D: Now I don't feel special.

ic: Flamestar looked over from nearby, wondering what his apprentice was doing. "Is something wrong, Icepaw?" He called from where he was, starting to pad over. He spotted the kit and stopped. Nodding to his apprentice, he stepped back.

Occ- I'm sorry I'll get rid of it...
Ic- Icepaw looked over. "It's a kit..." He said.

She squeeked, hiding her head into her finder's leg. "Don't hurt me! I just want to find my mommy. She said that some cats will be around for me soon, I just don't know who!"

ooc: Forgiven. I was just a little stunned for a moment because I can get sensitive some times x3

ic: Flamestar smiled. "It's okay. I would never hurt a kit." He purred gently. "I'm Flamestar, Icepaw's mentor."

She looked up into the tom's eyes. "You wouldn't?" she asked hesitantly.

Icepaw purred, gently lapping the kit, "How long has your mother been gone?" He asked.

"I don't know. She told me to take a nap, so I did." she said purring slightly. The lapping reminded her of her mother.

He nodded. "Wouldn't dream of it. In fact, we can help you look for your mother if you want us to."

Silentfeather mewed and limped over "What's the fuss about?" then noticing a kit, she sighed "More kits for Coldheart. She'll be running out of all her milk before she knows it." Then looking at Icepaw "Can you help Flamestar bring the kit back to camp? I need to fetch some herbs for Coldheart so she could have enough milk for the other kits."

OOC: You know... When will Tart have her MCA ceremony? I read she had to PM you first Stormi.

She cocked her head to the side. "I don't drink milk any more. Mommy said that I've grown too old." she said to the new cat. She was getting more confortable with them, yet she did not leave her origional finder's legs.