Post by lyca on Mar 13, 2020 2:05:08 GMT -5
Climbing up to Myrtleleaf's den was not the smart thing to do. Yet here Emberkit was. Scaling the roots of the huge tree to get to a den he could've easily asked for help climbing. No! The queens were mean and they didn't like his dirt--even now the ginger and white kit's unkempt fur was covered in it.
They couldn't know of his secret mission! They couldn't know of this meeting! They would stop him. Tell him he was silly and then give him a long, boring bath again. The warriors couldn't know either! They would for sure tell him to get down or that he wasn't allowed to see the leader. What made them so special, huh?!
And with those thoughts in mind Emberkit had plotted in his nest all afternoon under the guise of sulking after getting his millionth bath that day, pretended he was grumpy all day so that everyone would leave him be. Stupid heads! They didn’t know what he was planning! He waited and waited and waited, long after the moon was high in the sky. When the small kit was absolutely sure that everyone had gone to sleep he snuck out, picking his way through the darkness and climbing up the roots towards his destination: Myrtleleaf’s den.
Somehow, after what felt like ages, tiny claws scrabbled at the edges of the entrance to Myrtleleaf’s den as Emberkit rather noisily wheezed in exhaustion, pulling himself the rest of the way. He crawled in, breathing heavy and legs shaky from exertion as he peered into the dark den. “Myr-” Huff. “Myrtle-” Another breathless huff. “M… Myrtleleaf?” It felt like his lungs were going to burst, but he had to talk to Myrtleleaf tonight.
((Owl >:3c))