Wait! That Isn't a Squirrel!

BraveKit was terrified but she was glad she wasn't alone anymore. These cats didn't seem to be interested in eating her which was good. But that still left the question on what they planned on doing with her. The deeper they went into the forest the scarier things got but she just puffed her chest out and tried not to look so petrified. The yucky scent only got stronger as they progressed deeper into ShadowClan territory. Only time would tell what would become of her.

The Shadowclan leader was quietly lying down thinking over the how the night had gone so far when Magpiepaw's voice disrupted his thoughts. Looking up and over at the apprentice, he gave a concerned look back at Magpiepaw who sounded rather worried. "What is it, Magpiepaw?" He asked, wondering what this could be all about.

Sandpaw held Bravekit by the scruff quietly as she stood not far behind Magpiepaw. She was quiet as she heard the leader's voice and she quietly set the kit down at her paws. She looked down at the kit for a moment quietly kicking it on the head before before looking to Thrushstar once more.

Cinderpaw padded into camp with a mouse dangling from her jaws. Satisfied with her catch, the she-cat placed the fresh-kill onto the fresh-kill pile, until a strange scent wafted her nose. Looking towards the scent, Cinderpaw spotted Sandpaw with a kit. Why is a kit in ShadowClan camp? The sight was strange to Cinderpaw, but she knew Thrushstar would take care of this. Whatever was happening, Cinderpaw sat down beside the fresh-kill pile, watching intently to what this is about. This may not be my business, but a kit in ShadowClan could be something important.

OOC: Cinderpaw be snooping

Mousepaw said, "We, uh, found a kit from ThunderClan in our territory..." She looked up at Thrushstar. "I'm sorry for talking instead of Magpiepaw..." She whispered to Magpiepaw.

Bravekit looked up at the giant cats surrounding her with both utter curiosity and slight fear. She snuggled close to the cat who had carried her and even though this cat wasn't her mother she felt less afraid being next to her. The scent of the camp was no longer a concern to her even though it was overwhelming. For now she just stared wide eyed at the big cat towering above her and the apprentices. Bravekit was wishing more than ever that her mother were here beside her.

"Thundeclan?!" Thrushstar snapped, quickly standing up on his feet and looking around the camp until his eyes landed on the small kit. "Where did you find it?" he asked quickly. This wasn't good. Not good at all. It was actually very terrible. If Thunderclan knew that one of their kits was found in Shadowclan territory, this could start a war between the two clans and Shadowclan was not ready for the gigantic influx of warriors that Thunderclan magically seemed to get over the past couple of moons... all the while, Shadowclan was growing, but barely. He needed to get this kit back at least to the border as soon as possible. He was not going to let his clan die over a kit that wandered too far from their careless queens since ninety percent of Thunderclan cats always seemed to jump at the chance to rip someone's throat out even if that chance was over a half-eaten squirrel thrown a little too far over the border... Not that that ever happened, but he knew it could.

Sandpaw sat just behind the kit she had set at her paws. She curled her tail around it before she mewed " we found the kit in the territory but it was too far in the territory to just wonder into it...if I may say " Sandpaw mewed looking at Thrushstar quietly.

Bravekit flinched at the first sounds that came out of the ShadowClan leaders mouth. He was rather loud and the way he was acting wasn't making her feel any better. The kit scooched a little further back and kept her narrowed eyes on this tom. She wasn't sure what exactly was going on but whatever it was it would have to resolve itself. Because Bravekit was well...just a kit, and there's nothing she could do to settle this now.

Looking back at Sandpaw, the Shadowclan leader shook his head, seriously concerned rather than being mad at them. It was a kit, after all and the code did say that they had to help out any and all kits no matter where they came from, but this was Thunderclan. This was bad news. "I highly doubt that Thunderclan would dump a kit off into our territory. That's too low, even for them..." he said, suddenly pacing back and forth in front of Magpiepaw and Sandpaw. "But it's too late right now." Thrushstar looked up to see the moon shining brightly above them. "Thunderclan is asleep now. Any attempt to take the kit back at this time of night would look like an ambush and they'd attack with no hesitation. Magpiepaw, since you were the first to bring this kit to me, make sure that it gets something to eat. Sandpaw, can you go talk to either Mistflower or Fennelcloud about looking after the kit for the night? It will need some rest. As soon as the sun rises, we set out to take the kit back to Thunderclan and figure this out."

Sandpaw blinked then nodded quietly " sure of course she mewed and padded off to the nursery to talk to the two queens.

Bravekit didn't know what was going on but for now she knew she was safe. These cats as she once was afraid of she no longer feared. But in reality she never really feared them for as Brave as she was fear was only a figment of her little imagination.

Mousepaw slowly nodded. "Um, Thrushstar? What can I do?" She quietly asked, "I'd like to help out with the kit also..."

Looking over at Mousepaw, he tried to think of something for the apprentice to do. "Mousepaw, you can go fetch some wet moss so the kit can have some water. There should be some by the puddle on the side of the camp. We are not leaving this camp with a terribly treated Thunderclan cat. I will not have that responsibility on my paws."

Mousepaw quickly nodded. Then she ran out of camp and sniffed for some moss. "I only smell pine, oak and cats," Mousepaw whispered, suddenly stepping on the green herbs(?). Sure it was moss, she grabbed it with her sharp white teeth.

Padding over to a puddle, the blind apprentice soaked the moss, and she bounded back to camp, but not without wetting her fore paws, too. Mousepaw walked over to the kit, and dropped the wet moss before it, and said, "This is for water, and you can use the moss for bedding once it dries
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