#4 Trust Issues

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Nothing hurts more than to lose a family member. It creates this hole in your heart, that leaves you empty and the more you try to fill it up it drains away all of your energy. So as I Nutmeg had to go home to a grieving mother that day to explain what happened to my own brother I was at lost for words. I can remember the way he looked at me, with such coldness. It has been a month and I still didn't understood why he was joining Frost or how Frost managed to manipulate him but I did know one thing, I wanted my brother back.

"I'm sorry about your brother Nutmeg." Diana meowed. I was inside her house, playing with a ball of yarn.Their mother Belle was out being groomed so we had the house for our selves. After a crazy day yesterday of looking for a brother who clearly did not wish to be found, I was done. I needed a break from reality so I deiced to visit my house cat friends. If he wants to leave, fine by me, as long as he doesn't crawl back begging to let him in. "I am sorry too. I just hope he is okay." I say softly to my paws.

"Why did he leave again?" This time it came from Diana's brother, Rex who was now becoming more tolerable. He felt betrayed by our dad who had apparently shielding us from the truth of why he banished his brother. " I explained. "I am sure my dad has his reasons, he isn't that hasty when making decisions. Besides Frost was going to kill a bunch of cats, so just because he was wronged doesn't mean we can outright forgive him and bring him back to the alleys." That hot feeling surging through my pelt brings out my frustration. I came here to get away from this, now I am arguing about it. I let out a sigh and forced my fur to lie flat. "Sorry guys." I mutter. "I think I better go, my dad might be wondering where I am at. " Diana gave me a reassuring purr and show me out. "You know where to find us when you need us." I flicked my tail in farewell and entered the streets. I ignored the everyday noise of the city, walking past huge crowds and vendors. Making my way to to the shelter harsh voices echoed from behind the nearby dumpster. They were arguing about something I didn't catch.
" I'm serious Jay I saw him!" A high pitch meow, belonging to Violet.
"And do you think she needs to hear this now? In fact do you think anyone should hear this now? Considering what happened recently?" Jay hissed.
" She is our friend, she deserves to know where her brother is."
Then it hit me. They are talking about me and Patches. So much for avoiding.
"All I am saying Violet is that I don't want to give her hope of her brother returning unless it's certain. Besides did you see how he treated her? What if she doesn't want to see him? " I heard Jay explain. I turned and left with my thick tail dragging in the dust of the pavement. I didn't want to think of my brother and his betrayal, but everywhere I go I find myself suck, forced to listen to it. My sore paws lead me to the shelter where I noticed my aunt Shadow leaving. I bounded over to her with quick steps. "Hello Nut, did you enjoy spending time with your house cat friends?" I nodded. "Yes I did." Shadow nodded in approval. "Good, you need some experience with other cats other than those found in the Alleys. Might be helpful someday."
How can Diana help me? She's just a house cat with minimal fighting experience. It's more like I'll helping her.
The black cat left before she could explain what she ment. I padded inside to find my mother sorting out the food basket. Cutting it into equal peices for everyone. "Hi mama, is dad here yet? It's almost sunhigh we have a training lessons to do." It was when my mother finished sorting she turned to reply. "Actually I have a task for you. "
"A task?"
"Do you see Catnip over there in the corner?" I looked over my shoulder to see a plump white and ginger cat. Around her paws were 2 kittens about 5 months old. I recognized them as one of the kittens I usually trip over nearly every day. "Well Catnip is finally getting out for walk and told her you will be happy to look after them until she comes back."
"But mama-"
"No buts."
I let out a inwardly sigh. It can't be that bad, could it?
"Okay mama I'll do it." I say in defeat. I was not looking forward to this at all. I felt her rough tongue give me gentle licks on my forehead.

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