Shadeheart and Whitekit

"Okay! I'll ge- Shadeheart, you alright?" She asked, trotting back with a worried feature marked on her small face.

"I... I...I'm... fine. That wasn't my best idea..." Shadeheart hissed as her foot started hurting more and more. "I... need to rest my leg for a bit."

"I'll help you Shadeheart!" she meowed, slight concern starting to show in her small voice, leaning against the larger cat in hopes of helping the she-cat stand and walk to a more comfortable spot.

-"It's fine. I just... hurt my foot. I'll live... I... I hope," Shadeheart meowed.

"Of course! Of course you will! And I'll always be around to make sure you live!" she purred, licking the she-cats shoulder.

OOC: Close enough to her quote cx

"A... Al... Alw... wa..." Shadeheart stuttered. Patcheyes voice went through her head. "Of course! I will always be around if you want me, even in death, I promise." "N... no..." she whispered.

"Are you ok Shadeheart? You seem a little off" she asked slightly, concern rising and her fur fluffing out in worry.

"I... yes. I need to... erm... go to sort... through... my herbs... umm..." Shadeheart said, shivering slightly even though it wasn't cold. "See... see you soon Patche... erm... Whitekit," she meowed as she limped away.

"Uh, who's Patche- Shadeheart?" She asked lowly, not even faltering to help the she-cat with getting to her den.

Shadeheart was on the brink of tears. If the fact that my best friend dying wasn't bad enough. Now I have to have Whitekit reminding me of her every single day. She stopped walking towards her den. "I... I'm sorry. I don't think I should tell you this but..." she stuttered.

OoC: Should she tell Whitekit who Patcheye was?

OOC: Yeah, if Whitekit is to be mistaken for her so many times it's better now than never for her.

IC: "You can tell me anything, I won't tell" she meowed softly, purring in hopes of calming the older cat.

Shadeheart sighed. "Long before you were born there was a cat called Patcheye. She... she was probably my best friend." Shadeheart was trying hard not to cry. "She... she... died because of a bad bit of prey. I... tried to save her but..." a tear rolled down Shadeheart's cheek. "I... I... couldn't. Before she died, she told me... no... she promised that she would always be around, even in death." more tears started flowing down her cheeks."She... she... she looked just... just li... like... like... you."

"If you tried to save her, it should be ok with Patcheye right? If she was your best friend she would understand right?" She meowed licking at the she-cats tears, feeling as if the young kit was about to cry as well, "I have always wondered why everyone always looked at me so weirdly, they only had been remembering your friend!" she smiled brightly. "But if I look like her, doesn't that mean I am related or something?" she pondered lowly, but loud enough for the she-cat to hear.

Shadeheart's smile slowly came back. "Yes, she probably would understand," she purred.