“WHAT IS THAT?!” Jayspring yowled as Coinkit bounded up to the patrol. Horror gripped Brokensong’s eyes and form as Coinkit mewed, finding his way to her and burying his face in her fur. “Brokensong?”
“Coinkit! Coinkit!” Brokensong’s fear grew as she heard an approaching TentClan patrol. Jaggedfoot’s own eyes widened in horror as he spotted the FunClan patrol. And little Coinkit huddling against his adopted mother. “Oh no…”
“TentClan! I should have known!” Clownfoot hissed, “Stay off our turf and take your weird looking kit with you!”
“Leave him alone! He can’t help the way he looks!” Brokensong yowled at her clanmates without thinking. She winced as Clownfoot, Jayspring and the others looked at her.
“What’re you saying, Brokensong?” Jayspring questioned.
“Who cares,” Clownfoot yowled, “Get yourselves and your kit off of our turf!” Aldertail and Foxpetal snarled behind Jaggedfoot who was staring straight at Brokensong. Raggedchance stared with narrowed eyes at her as well.
“Why does that thing know you?” He grumbled. Coinkit whimpered and closed his quartet of eyes, covering his ears to avoid Raggedchance’s voice.
“Stop it, you’re frightening him,” Brokensong growled. Raggedchance sneered at Jaggedfoot.
“Is this why you’ve been sneaking off?” He bellowed, “Not to hunt but to spend time with this...FunClan she-cat!”
“That’s not true!” Jayspring yowled, “Brokensong would never betray her clan like that! Right?” Brokensong’s eyes narrowed. “Right, Brokensong?” Brokensong’s lips pulled back in a sneer.
“Brokensong tell us,” Clownfoot said, “What exactly have you been doing?” Coinkit let out a few pathetic mews and pawed at the molly who calmed him with soft coos. “So it’s true.”
“Yes,” Brokensong said, “Yes I found this kit. I found it with Jaggedfoot. He’s my son.”
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Brokensong is discovered by her clan when Coinkit misses her so much he runs away to try and find her. Jayspring, who is in love with her, is heartbroken when she announces what she did.
