BLACK SHEEP, COME HOME ☆ o, typhoon kit

Patrols were meant to be something that happened in groups of two, at the very least. Rhinestonestar's request had simply been that - a request - but Sugar felt bad every time she left the camp alone, worried that she would be worried over, especially if she suddenly went missing due to the rats that were now running around PalmClan's territory. Though today's patrol had started with hunting, it seemed as though it was going to end with a kitten at the border, and Sugar could help but prick her ears when the hybrid child spoke out to whoever would listen.

Bolder than a lot of children she had seen, that was for sure. The tell-tale scent of a group lingered over the kitten's fur, one that smelled similar to PalmClan's with the salty tang of the ocean water, and her head would tilt to the side slightly. She hadn't known of any other groups of animals like PalmClan was currently, so it was strange to see Lovekit here like this.

It took her about a second to process the information and to get close to the child, and Sugarspice would soon offer a smile to the other before finally speaking her own words. "Hello little one," She would begin, crouching down slightly so that she could be at eye level with Lovekit. "My name's Sugarspice, I'm a senior warrior here in PalmClan. Where do you come from?" In this case she didn't care if she was being blunt or not, there were so many questions going on in the female's head. "speech"

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