[ti]Open[/ti]Mickey Blue Eyes

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Life was weird, when you were little. 

She figured she had started to figure things out - she was getting bigger, after all, and starting to better understand the tribe. But then there was no more tribe. There was disaster and hurt and pain, and she was confused and lost - she was supposed to grow up in her tribe, not in a clan. She was confused, she was lost. She had just started to figure out how this whole thing worked, and now she was stuck trying to figure it out all over again. Oh, the adults had it worse by far, but she was still young and confused. She didn't want to lose her name or her home, but one of those was gone and the other, based on what she'd been seeing around her, was leaving her as well.

So Bear found herself sitting quietly outside the nursery, watching the going-ons of her tribemates (clanmates?) going about their days. She remained an observant little one, perhaps a little quieter after the traumatic change in territory. She wasn't in the way, but her light blue eyes flicked to and fro, as though the kitten were thinking intently about why others did what they did. She wanted to learn, after all, and she wanted to know what was happening - the best way to do that was by watching, right?

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All that Morningkit knew was traveling and settling into here and well being Rootclan. She doesn't know of them being a tribe. So she doesn't even know her tribe name Morning over the mountain, Morning for short when she was a tribe. She only knew her name as Morningkit.

She noticed her den mate just sitting there, and made her way over to the other kit. Morningkit was born during the travel of the tribe. She sat down beside the other kit. "Oh, what are you doing?" she asked titling her head to the side.

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Bear heard Morning coming nearer, though she only glanced to the side when her denmate piped up. She didn't mind her denmates - sometimes they were fun to play with, even if some of them were a little too loud to spend a lot of time around. Oh well, she needed to get a little better with noise. She couldn't very well be nervous her entire life, right? So she smiled gently to her denmate when Morningkit approached her, asking her what she was doing.

"I'm just watching the t- the clan. I think... I like to learn how to do stuff, and if you watch, you can learn."

It was quiet, her explanation, but when did Bear speak loudly? She was a quiet kitten overall - even during the Tribe's move, she hadn't made much noise. She simply stuck to Bear's side until they found her mama, and even then she'd hardly spoken above a whisper. Maybe it was just her disposition - she was a thoughtful child, and preferred listening to stories from older cats to making noise. Even when she was upset, she was prone to sniffles and quiet murmurs rather than full on sobbing. She paused a moment, watching a prey- ... watching a warrior drop some food into the prey-pile. 

"I liked learning about the tribe, but we're not a tribe anymore, so I gotta learn again."