I stare down at the little kit Sharpcry set down. Her cold eyes narrowed even more at the mewling kit- a look of discomfort was clear on her face. She didn't want him. Had my father looked at me like that? My mother?
I'm starring down at the tiny kit in shock, when she finally spoke. "/This/ is your fault. I didn't ask for kits. So you're taking it."
My cheek still hurt from when Canon attacked me, but even so I bend down, letting the kit brush against my check and mewl loudly.
Stars, what would Rain think? I find out she's sick and dying- and I go out and take my frustrations out on some Shadowclan cat.
I look back at Sharpcry, my eyes narrowed.
"/He's/ no one's fault. Don't talk to him like tha---"
Before I could even finish my sentence the she-cat is already turning, glaring at me over her shoulder as I simply sigh, picking up my son.
"Don't forget to name it." She called over her shoulder, heading into the brush as clouds began to cover the sky.
Of course it'd start raining. Great.
I roll my eyes, heading back to Bloodclan.
What would Scourge think? Well, he cant have much of an opinion, considering he brought a son out of no where into Bloodclan too.
Yeah, that's not fooling me. Rain might deny it all she want, for all this time- But I still know Scourge well enough to know when I see his son.
My eyes look down at /my/ son. A name. She didn't even name him...
Slade.
It sounds strong, he needs to be strong- for what he's going to be living through.
As I walk into Bloodclan, I see the Siamese twins-- Vixen and Val somewhat behind a dumpster, they're starring at me with wide eyes, glancing at eachother and speaking their silent language. Vixen sticks her tongue out at me, and Val glares. Yeah, they're just... something else.
I roll my eyes once again, heading into Scourge's den.
The tom is laying down, starring at nothing- eyes narrowed.
I set down Slade. "This is Slade, he'll be staying here. I need a queen."
Scourge's ice blue eyes slowly look down at the kit. "You're...kidding me. Right?" I sit down, my tail curling along my body. "No, obviously not."
He grunted in laughter, "You're lucky I like you. Fine. You'll have to check if there's a queen though. I have no idea."
I frown, "Isn't that your job to know?" Scourge starred at me, his eyes-- Stars. They're baggy. What's wrong with him? He's been getting worse and worse since the Bloodclan battle. Since-- whatever that incident with Canon was.
But he hasn't done anything like that since. So, maybe he's just tired...
Finally he answers. "Ask Ash. I don't know." He curled up, facing away from me now.
Once I get Slade comfortable in Bloodclan I find myself visiting as much as I can. While his foster mother went out, I curled up beside him- nestling my muzzle close to him. His eyes were just starting to open, little mewls escaping him. "I promise I won't let what happened to me happen to you." I find myself whispering to him.
"You'll always know what it's like to be wanted."
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