horror [o]

[Seedkit]

seedkit smiled softly, laying at the entrance of the nursery and staring around the camp, smiling as he observed it. he didn't feel ready to go out there yet without someone by his side, but he was happy to be there, anyway. he lifted a tiny black paw and licked it, swishing his bent, broken-looking tail, peacefully.

the young cat decided that he would look around a little more at specific details- he started with the other dens, trying to peak inside from where is was, although he couldn't see much. there were just a couple of cats in each one. then, he looked at the camp exit, where fields lay on the other side- it looked huge out there, but once again, seedkit didn't feel he was ready to go out there yet.

but then... the young tortoiseshell saw something he never ever wanted to see. ever. there was a pile of dead clanmates! seedkit's eyes widened comically at the sight and he stumbled back, beginning to tear up. he felt sick at the sight of it and let out a little squeak.

-okay he means the fresh-kill pile but seed sees all animals as clanmates and sees all creatures as being equal-

[Swanfrost]

-Swanfrost is here to destroy his innocence-

Swanfrost padded into camp, her mouth stuffed to the brim with two sizeable rabbits, a sparrow and the tail of a small mouse. She quickly moved towards the fresh kill pile before she could drop any of the well deserved prey, dropping them roughly into the pile of other dead creatures.

She turned to head back to the territory and hunt some more, though a sickly looking kit caught her attention with a pathetic squeak. She followed his eyesight to the prey pile, scowling. "What?" She demanded, stomping her paw on the ground childishly. Why was he staring like that? He was acting as if his mother was just killed in front of his very eyes.

[Seedkit]

-noo my tiny innocent angel-

as seedkit was staring, he saw another cat walk in with even more dead clanmates- had she killed them? was she behind all this? he let out a quiet whimper, his tears finally falling as the warrior dropped the other creatures on the pile with the rest. he began to cough a little, feeling even sicker as he tried to stop bile from rising out of his mouth.

he backed up further when the white cat came towards him and scowled. was she going to kill him too? he let out a choked sob and whined, "i- i," he coughed, "you..."

[Swanfrost]

Swanfrost held back a snicker. Why was the scrap of fur acting so strange? Honestly, she had done nothing wrong. She didn't look scary, did she? When he began to ramble she hissed in annoyance, rolling her eyes. "Well? Spit it out!" She demanded.

She looked back at the prey pile, completely and utterly lost. Why was he staring at the kills like that? Surely he knew that cats ate it, right? Perhaps his innocence extended too far. Perhaps she needed to change that.