Emopaw's Revenge // 1

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TW, CRINGE A she-cat with a sleek, cream pelt padded through the forest uneasily. There was only darkness wherever she looked. “W-where am I?” She fluffed up her pelt and hissed.” Calm down, Poppyseed. A deep voice boomed in her head. She turned around, trying to find where this voice was coming from. Anxiously, she backed up. “Who are you?” The voice chuckled.” It’s okay. I’m not dangerous”. The tom revealed himself. Confusement ran through her head. Why did the tom look so much like her? “I see your confusion,” he mewed. “Yes, I am your brother. You don’t remember me.” Poppyseed got closer, her head still reeling in confusion. “Brother?” The tom nodded. “Riverkit. I died at birth.” “I’m so sorry!” she gasped. “But… what are you doing here?” An owl hooted overhead. Though Poppyseed couldn’t see it, she heard it. “Yes, that.” Riverkit looked at Poppyseed. “I’m here to tell you about your kit.” Poppyseed looked confused. “What about her? I am yet to name her, since she was born just minutes ago.” “I know.” Riverkit drew in a breath. “You must protect her at all costs. Don’t let her get hurt.” he warned. Poppyseed suddenly opened her eyes and saw her kit in front of her. She felt the cold, hard nursery floor under her. A soaked moss lay by her head to drink out of. “You’re awake!” The medicine cat, Brightwillow, gasped. “You’ve been asleep for a long time. We thought you walked in Silverpelt.” Poppyseed blinked. Had she really been talking to Riverkit for that long? It felt short. Wrenwing ran into the nursery, his deep black fur flying. “Poppyseed! You’re okay!” . “Our kit… it’s very…look at her!” Poppyseed picked up the kit with her teeth. The kit was a small she-cat with black fur and striped white ears. “She looks perfectly healthy, Wrenwing! I wonder what color her eyes-” Poppyseed turned the kit around to see a long tuft of hair covering the kit’s eyes. It was colored red. “GREAT STARCLAN!” Poppyseed screeched, almost dropping the kit. She took a deep breath and placed the small she-kit down on the floor gently. It ran over to Poppyseed's stomach, and began to mewl helplessly. “B-brightwillow, what happened to this poor kit!? THIS IS YOUR FAULT!” Brightwillow backed up. “I understand your anger. I’ll bring in some chamomile to calm you down. The cat padded away. “I don’t know what to do. It’s only a kit.” Poppyseed fretted to Wrenwing. “I don’t know either. We can’t abandon it!” Poppyseed reached her head over to the wet moss and licked it. “I had a dream.” she admitted. “Oh? What happened?” Wrenwing looked up. “Well-” Suddenly, Brightflower returned. Her mouth was filled with the plant. “Eat this,” she told Poppyseed, handing her the plant. Poppyseed chewed the chamomile slowly. After she had calmed down, Brightflower asked, “What shall her name be?” Poppyseed looked up and her eyes flashed. She saw a twoleg with lots of shiny metals in his nose and ears, and his hair covered one eye. On his shirt, it said, “EMO”. Poppyseed flashed back to reality. She hesitated. “Our kit's name,” she said finally, “Will be Emokit.” Wrenwing and Brightwillow both stopped in their tracks. “Emokit…?” questioned Brightwillow. “I’ve never heard of that before.” “Neither have I.” admitted Poppyseed. “But I…I had a…” Brightwillow and Wrenwing looked at her, concerned looks clouding their faces. “Nevermind…It’s not impor…” Poppyseed trailed off as she saw her kit, Emokit. She remembered what Riverkit had said. She licked the helpless she-kit, who stopped mewling to crawl between her paws. “It has a nice ring to it, doesn’t it?” asked Brightwillow. “Yeah, it does! You’re right.” agreed Wrenwing. Poppyseed yawned, and stopped licking the kit to lay her head down. Emokit was dragged out of the way by her father. “Oh, right. There were poppy seeds in the mixture.” Brightflower remembered. “Come on, Wrenwing, let’s let her have some rest. She must be exhausted.” As the cats left, Poppyseed drifted off into a deep sleep. I hope y'all enjoyed :P