#MIST U. U DIDN'T HAVE TO SOBS AND CRIES AND WAILS

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#💌 #Ꮺ ꒱ mist ! ♡ #MIST U. U DIDN'T HAVE TO SOBS AND CRIES AND WAILS #MY BOYFRIEND MY BELOVED BOYFRIEND WHY IS HE SO PRETTY I'M GONNA PUNCH HIM RIGHT IN HIS STUPID FACE AND THEN MAKE OUT W HIM #THANK U THANK U THANK U THANK UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU MIST DID U KNOW I LOVE U W MY WHOLE LIFE DID U KNOW THAT????? WELL NOW U KNOW

[dawngen]

"Please, don't go--mother!"

Outside of camp, the wailing, desperate cries of two tiny voices split the forest quiet. Dawn had barely begun to creep over the mountaintop, and as warriors stirred awake, unable to sleep through the cries, Dappleddusk was the first to rise. Ignoring the mumble of confusion from Suntuft curled near her, Dappleddusk left the den first in a brisk walk, and then a gallop as the cries grew more distressed.

"Who is there?!"

Smoke-toned tail flagging high, fur fluffing out, she came to a sliding stop, foliage flying everywhere as her paws skidded across the ground. In the distance, a lone she-cat. Almost hidden by the trees, far out as she was, her silhouette remained distinctive enough for Dappleddusk to spot as she looked back over her shoulder. Barely could she see the glint of her green eyes.

"Mother--"

Distracted as she was by the trespassing stranger, she didn't even notice the pair of kits who had been her reason for running out. The young tom-kit had made an effort to stumble after his leaving parent, while the tortie she-kit seemed locked in place. Try as she may to maneuver with her forepaws, her hind legs would not heed her.

"I am not your mother anymore," called the she-cat, and Dappleddusk jerked her head up. A flash of righteous fury filled her chest like wildfire. "So don't call for me again."

"How dare you--how dare you abandon your own kits!"

In a screaming, indignant yowl, Dappleddusk started to take a step towards the other she-cat, but with every step taken forward, the loner retreated one step back, maintaining their distance.

"They're useless to me," said the she-cat, "and useless things are better abandoned."

The tom-kit tensed, while the she-kit lowered her head. Faintly, Dappleddusk could hear her sniffles as she held back sobs.

"Mother," tried the tom-kit, and was ignored.

"Now, they are your burden," the loner meowed, and before Dappleddusk could collect herself for another furious retort, she was gone. Like mist in the morning sun, she vanished, and with her disappearance came the splitting, grieving cry of her tom-kit, devastated. The she-kit remained quiet, but her body was trembling.

"I--I cannot believe--"

Shocked and dumbfounded into silence, so much so she never had a chance to get a second insult spat, the urge to chase after that she-cat and drag her back by her scruff left her paws itching. How could she just--just abandon her own young?

A step forward was taken, and she stopped, paws rooting to the ground. Tentatively, she looked back to the kits, who shied away from her, pressed to each other for comfort.

... No. Being hot-headed in these circumstances was unwise.

"Hi, um..."

Turning around, fur slowly laying back flat, Dappleddusk tried to make herself small by sinking low to the ground.

"My name's Dappleddusk. What's your names?"

The two quivering kits shared a glance, and the tom-kit spoke up again. He must be the advocate for the two.

"We... we don't have names," he meekly answered, and it was like another claw to the gut. Not only would that she-cat be so cruel to leave her kits behind, but she couldn't even name them? Some part of Dappleddusk hoped she would linger within their territory's borders simply so she could get out all of this rage.

"I, uh," Dappleddusk began, fumbling with her words. Never had she been the maternal time, but her heart hurt so badly for these kits. It felt wrong to call to one of the other cats to shove them off onto when they already felt so unloved.

"... I'm sorry that you were left. But I promise it's safe here. There's even other kits here that I am sure would love to meet you."

The she-kit perked up at that while her brother remained hesitant.

"We have food and water and a warm place to sleep. I promise you're safe."

Visibly considering, eventually, it was the she-kit who broke the silence, her big, dark blue eyes overflowing with tears down her soft, fluffy cheeks.

"I-I miss my mommy," she whimpered, and Dappleddusk nodded in understanding.

"I know," she said, soft, "And that's okay. Can I help you into our camp?"

Both kits nodded, and she rose to her paws, finding that while the tom-kit could manage toddling along into the camp on his own, the she-kit was incapable, her back legs, as suspected, not listening to her. But that was okay. Here, they were safe, and they would be loved.

And StarClan help their mother if she ever showed her face again.

(other cats in this drabble):

#clangen #warriors #warrior cats #beekit #sunnykit #dappleddusk #(forgot i changed her name b4 these screenshots whoops) #abandonment tw