[ti]Private[/ti]One More Won't Hurt

[KingHarry]

Cosima

Blackheart had been out hunting when he had hear the pathetic mewling of a half dead kit. Immediately, he ceased tracking a squirrel he had spotted earlier and began trying to find the source of the noise. Any good warrior would do the same, he hoped. The kit was unlikely to be an IvyClan cat, but a kit was a kit - and if one was in trouble, he would always help.

It didn't take him long to find the tiny cat. The kit was pure white, meaning he stood out completely in the green foliage. The small thing had already opened his eyes so he had to be at least a week or so old, but something was wrong. New kits couldn't see well in general, yes, but this kit seemed... Well, he was moving like he had no idea what was in front of him.

Was he blind? The was certainly a possibility, and it would explain why he had seemingly been abandoned. Perhaps his mother assumed he would die anyway and therefore had decided to just leave him? While Blackheart thought that was a cruel and unacceptable thing to do, he could certainly see why a loner would think such a thing.

Were the kit in better health, he would have waited for a while to see if a parent returned to it. He needed food, though. Food and warmth, and he wasn't going to get either of those things in the middle of the forest. Thankfully, Blackheart knew where he could find such a thing for him. Olivenose was back at camp with their first litter. All five of the kits were beautiful an strong, and their father was incredibly proud of them. With kits like that, one more joining them wouldn't hurt, right?

The warrior gently picked the kit up, ignoring the startled shouts from the unsuspecting child, and quickly made his way back to the IvyClan camp. When he got back, he immediately scurried into the nursery - ignoring the confused glanced from fellow members of the clan. 

Olivenose was sleeping. Quietly, Blackheart placed the new kit down with the others before moving to gently prod her with a paw. "Olivenose." He whispered. "Olivenose, wake up. There's an issue."

[Cosima]

Olivenose

The she-cat was resting in her nest, whimsically dreaming of a hunt. There was a scurry of squirrels racing away from their nest, which Olivenose had raided. "I'm gonna catch ya!" She bravely called, chasing after them. Normally, any other cat would say that there was too many squirrels for one cat to catch, but somehow she was leaping forward and pinning two or three at once with her paws, stopping them, and then leaping forward again. Eventually, she had stopped them all. "Success!"

"Olivenose." She heard her mate calling her name. "Blackheart, I'm trying to rest--" She murmured, rolling over on her side. "Olivenose, wake up. There's an issue."

"Is the camp on fire, again?" She half-sarcastically purred, attempting to sit up with her swollen tummy in the way. No, no, if there was another fire like before, I would be practically dragged out of camp by Blackheart until I wake up. She finally sat up and looked at Blackheart's paws to see a sterling white kit, eyes wide open. Her jaw dropped, as if she had never seen a more beautiful kit. "Oh my gosh, he'ssoprecious," She cooed, leaning toward him. "Where- where did you find him?"

[KingHarry]

"I know. He's adorable, isn't he?" Blackheart responded. Not as adorable as his own kits, of course - no other kits could beat them. His own children were obviously the best the clan had ever seen. 

"He was abandoned in the forest. I think he may be blind." As if to demonstrate this point, the young kitten walked straight into Olivenose's body and ended up knocking himself down. Poor guy. There was no way that he would have been able to survive in the world on his own, was there? Blackheart carefully picked to kit up again and set him down with the rest of his litter, all of which had yet to even open their eyes. For now at least, the white cat would be able to blend in with them flawlessly.

"He's only a kit, Olivenose. I couldn't leave him. Do you... Do you think we could, you know, look after him?"

[Cosima]

Olivenose

Olivenose watched as the kit moved aimlessly around. What Blackheart said about the kit seemed to be true, he did appear to be blind. The kit was sterling white, the only color on his body being his light pink nose, eyelids, mouth, and pawpads. His eyes were a pale blue and filled with emptiness. Olivenose agreed that the kit wouldn't have been able to survive much longer if Blackheart hadn't have found him. "Thank you, Blackheart. You saved his life. Of course we can look after him..." She purred, pulling the kit closer to the others so that he could suckle with the others.  The others were only four days old, so he would fit in almost seamlessly, especially since they had not opened their eyes yet and he is blind.

"We can't let him know... we can't let any of the kits know that he's adopted," She meowed in the lightest of volumes to Blackheart. "I want them to feel loved and accepted equally. I don't want any of them believing they are more or less loved than the other..." Olivenose leaned her head closer to the kits to lick each one on the forehead. "I love them all equally."

"What should we name him, Blackheart?"

[KingHarry]

Of course they wouldn't let the other kit know that he was adopted if they kept him. He'd probably find out eventually - all secrets came out in the end and some mouse-hearted idiot would probably tell him - but they could save him some pain before hand and so Blackheart would rather do it. 

As for what they would name him, hm...Whitekit was the obvious choice, or something like Swankit or Snowkit. Oh, but Blackheart had a good idea.

"Milkkit." He suggested. "After both his coat colour and his milky eyes. It would work well, I think. It's up to you too, though. And I'll have to check with Owlstar that it's okay for him to stay too, but I don't see why she'd say no. Owlstar acts like a gruff, tough beast but she's soft really - I'm sure of it. It'll all be fine; I promise."