Gentle paws, Gentle care
Brightsway played gently with the kits.
They were small, her mama had taught her.
She needed to be gentle with small cats. Their bones wouldn’t be strong like hers. She could hurt them if she messed up!
Gentle paws. Claws sheathed. Don’t use force. Let them win.
It seemed like ages since she had been that small.
She let the little kit she was playing with win another race, acting as defeated as she could to hide her grin.
She was good at this!
Not a good hunter, no, she could never rip a cat apart like she had been.
Not a med cat, stars no.
A mediator wasn’t needed in the bad woods.
But a queen? A mama? She could do that! She could spend all day with the kits, caring for the infants and playing with the toddle-kits.
She stood, and trotted over to Fungichomp, head spinning her new idea back and forth like a mossball.
“Fungichomp?”
“Yes, Brightsway?”
“I’d like to be a permanent Daycare worker. Is that ok?”
Notes:
- Idk how Fungi would react to this, so part 2 is open for anyone to write if interested!
