Starkit's Arrival

[Sleetfoot]

"Yes. She is our leader. You will see more when we meet her." He let his tail fall around her small, shoulders and herded her out of his den. He judged the length of the jump from the ground to the leader's den and decided not to chance it. Picking the stared-kit up by the scruff he made the leap into his leader's den. He set the ball of fluff down before calling out his leader's name. "Wildstar? I have something I must talk to you about."

[Wildstar]

The obsidian she-cat padded silently to the front of the cave, her navy-blue eyes flashing curiously in the dim light of her den. Wildstar looked down at the scruff of fur before her, taking in the wound and splash of white on her chest. Instead of replying, the leader looked expectantly at her medicine cat, and sat patiently waiting, her tail curled about her paws. A sure sign of interest for the she-cat.

[Sleetfoot]

The silver-spotted tom dipped his head in respect to his leader before speaking. "I found her by...in the fresh-kill pile. She smells of wild and is wounded. I fixed her up but I want you to decide what to do with her. She is but a kit. We cannot let her go back into the mountains alone." He didn't mention the prophesy or the little black kit's connection to it but he hopped that his leader would not throw the kit out.

[Wildstar]

Wildstar's ears twitched slightly. This was definitely no ordinary kit, and Galaxyfur must not be telling everything he knew, but the she-cat did not press. "The kit shall stay with us, until she wishes to leave. Since you found her, and she seems old enough that the queens need not take her in, the kit is now under your charge, Galaxyfur."

[Sleetfoot]

"Thank you, Wildstar." He dipped his head again and backed out of the den, not letting his leader see his back, as was the respectful thing to do. He grabbed the kit's scruff on his way out and only turned once he was on the edge of the den mouth. He leapt back to the floor and carried the kit back to his den. It was time for him to question her now.

"Do you know anything about where you came from, Little one. No remembrance of your name or Clan?"

[Willowfoot]

Flowertail had been lounging by the fresh-kill pile, gnawing on the bones of a mouse until the kit captured her attention. She stared and stared at her. There was something mildly familiar.
The queen got up and sniffed the kit without waiting for Galaxyfur's OK. Most overwhelming was the kit's own scent, but there was a myriad of other scents blended in. Foremost among these was Stonepelt's, for his was the most familiar to her. Behind it lay the faint scents of Swiftmask, Burntfur, and Glasspaw.
Her gray eyes widened. A flurry of emotion swept over her. "Glaxyfur, this is--this is--a MountainClan kit! I think this is Swiftmask's! The patrol must still be out there!" She leaped up and stared him straight in the face. "Do you understand what this means?"

[Sleetfoot]

**Gasps* i love the name Glasspaw! Oh greats StarClan that's such an amazing name! *Steals name***

Galaxyfur wrapped his tail around the kit as the queen approached them, not bothering to be careful. He was about to mention her injury when Flowertail blurted out about her being MountainClan. His brows furrowed: this couldn't be. But he trusted the she-cat's nose and bent to sniff the fur. once he was searching for it he, too could pick up the traces. how in StarClan's name could he have missed that when he was treating her!

[Starlight]

The kit, about to shake her head in response to Galaxyfur's questions, stiffened in shock as the she-cat sniffed at her. Her comment confused the kit; how could she possibly be part of a clan she didn't remember? Not even the scents were familiar, and she knew most familiar scents had been cataloged in the back of her mind, where her memory was still intact. She looked confusedly at Galaxyfur, who seemed to be agreeing with the she-cat. "But that's not possible . . . " the kit muttered to him.

[Sleetfoot]

He shook his head. He would talk to Wildstar, Lightfur and Flowertail about this later. No use confusing the kit now. She obviously didn't remember, and even if she had been part of the patrol, she was not born in the Camp. no part of her would ever remember MountainClan. He shook his head at the queen, bidding her to speak no more of her heritage in front of the kit. "We can sort out where you came from later. Now, you need to rest." He swept the kit away and into his den. Grabbing a wad off soft moss he made a bed for her. "Fix it to your liking and sleep. I will be here when you wake."

[Starlight]

She nodded, curling up into the moss. As she laid down and relaxed, a wave of tiredness overcame the young kit. Her eyelids slowly closed, and the last thing she saw was the comforting image of Galaxyfur's serene face. Within seconds, the tiny kit was snoring softly.

[Sleetfoot]

The soft snore filled the den as the black and silver tom snuck out of the den. As he left, he summoned Flowertail with a flick of his tail. He found Bluesky, sitting in front of the warriors den. "Send Lightfur up to Wildstar's den when she comes in. I need to speak with her." For the second time that day he made the leap from the ground to the leader's den. "Wildstar. There's something else."

[Willowfoot]

Though Flowertail was eager to ask if the kit knew of her parents, she could not deny the medicine cat, and it was imperative that Wildstar could hear of this.

ooc: Bleh. Still sucks.

[Wildstar]

Wildstar materialized from the darkness of her den for a second time. "Yes, Galaxyfur? What else is there to tell of this kit? She smells vaguely of MountainClan, but I cannot recall seeing her. Has StarClan told you something?"

Ooc: Sorry, I just needed to fill up the lameness in my post.

[Willowfoot]

"Wildstar!" Flowertail burst out, "You realize that the kit smells of MountainClan... but--" she paused to catch her breath, "But she smells of specific MountainClan cats. If she was here, you would recognize Swftmask and Burntfur in her. Wildstar, do you see what this means!?"
She began pacing back and forth on the stone, her tail flicking. "If Swiftmask, Burntfur, and St-stonepelt left on the patrol and didn't come back... and this kit, smelling of them, somehow finds her way into MountainClan territory.... Oh, Wildstar, this is simply incredible. They might still be out there!" Looking at her leader with pleading eyes, she said, "Something must be done! This is no rogue cat."

ooc: What's this? My posts seem to be rising out of the crappiness I keep dragging myself into!

[Wildstar]

Wildstar shook her head irrately. "Flowertail, I know you miss Stonepelt, but you assume far too much. Your mate has been gone for many moons. It is very unlikely that he would have survived in the wilderness of the mountains. This young kit shall not be a pawn to your wish of keeping your mate alive."
Now I would appreciate it if you let myself and Galaxyfur handle this, Flowertail."

Ooc: My understanding of Stonepelt's status is that there is little chance of him ever returning to MountainClan. If I am incorrect, please tell me so ASAP.