OVERGROWN- MossyClan Oneshots + Other Stuff

Butterflies and Brambles- Shellkit

Shellkit watched from a distance as Cricketkit and Newtkit rolled around. His tail twitched boredly. He glanced up from his spot curled next to Sadiesong, who was speaking to a very subdued Whisperingspirit.

"I always said it, honey. That tom's bad news for ya." His mother said lowly, before snorting incredulously. "Ya ask me, he's nothing but a pretty face and pelt. Better off without 'im, in my opinion." Sadiesong added kindly as Whisperingspirit smiled.

"Yeah, I guess so. You got lucky with Speckledstar, hm?" The gray she-cat chuckled, tucking her paws neatly under her chest. Sadiesong returned the warm laugh.

"Oh, absolutely! He's incredible. Loyal, funny, smart- whole package. Great with the kits. A bit busy sometimes but he still makes time for them. Admirable."

"Sometimes I wonder if there's any good toms left in the clan." Whisperingspirit joked, reaching out a paw to unhook Sunkit from where he'd gotten his pinprick claws stuck climbing the den wall. "Careful, Sunshine." Sunkit squirmed out of her grip, racing back to his game with Ashkit and Snailkit of 'who can climb the furthest'.

"Well, maybe toms ain't all it, doll. I've seen ya spend plenty o' time with a certain queen lately. I mean, my ex's other she-cat certainly wouldn't be my choice, but good for you." The patch furred she-cat said with a laugh as Whisperingspirit swiftly changed the subject, grinning awkwardly as heat radiated from her pelt.

"Well, I- I dunno. Nice to talk about how much of a foxheart Nectarnose is with someone who really gets it. I mean, she's still with him, but I doubt it'll last. Did you see how he reacted when Cloverkit died?" The other she-cat hissed. "Harmonyleaf looked furious. I would be as well. No doubt she just hasn't broken up with him yet because she's still grieving."

"Not to mention Cardinalkit being sick too. Speaking of, how're ya feelin' about Smokekit-" Sadiesong seemed to remember that Shellkit was curled up, listening quietly. "Oh, come on, Shelly, go outside, it's a lovely day."

"It's cold." He complained.

"It's a light breeze, now scooch so I can talk with my friend. Your brother and sister are playing. Join 'em!" Sadiesong nudged him forwards with her muzzle. "I'll join ya later, sweetheart, okay?"

The mostly brown tom reluctantly got to his paws, scrambling outside.

Cricketkit and Newtkit had stopped rolling around, crouched in front of the rocks arguing about something or other.

Shellkit's sister brightened as he walked over. "See, Shelly can settle it for us! Shellkit, do you think butterflies have clans?" He blinked confusedly.

"Huh?" Shellkit's gaze drifted to the orange and black speckled butterfly perched on a fern frond behind the rocks. "I mean, I guess it isn't impossible?"

"Thank you! Newtkit-" She shot an accusatory glare at her brother, who rolled his eyes. "-thinks they're too dumb to have clans, but I don't think so!" Cricketkit spun around, glancing at the butterfly. "I think she's the leader. Her name's Prettystar. Cause she's pretty."

"Can I at least find a butterfly to make the deputy?" Newtkit chirped, brightening considerably now their squabble was over. Cricketkit nodded sagely, taking her seat next to the newly dubbed Prettystar. The tabby tom-kit scrambled away to look for a butterfly, leaving Shellkit stood awkwardly, glancing between his sister and the butterfly.

"Do you think butterflies would even have leaders have the last name star? I mean we do because of StarClan, but do butterflies have StarClan?" The flecked tom asked, crouching down to study Prettystar as her wing twitched lazily. This was a very relaxed butterfly, it seemed.