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From the moment that Bijou saw Batpaw in camp. The older tom knew that Batpaw had some connection to Batflower. It wasn’t until recently he had learned that he was Batflower’s son making him is grandson. He looked like a miniature version of Batflower but with Pumpkinspice’s personality. Bijou felt minor guilt because he wasn’t apart of Batflower’s life. He even abandoned Batflower’s sister Lilydawn in Fallclan to her own devices when he left Fallclan all together to fend for themselves.
The solid white cat felt nervous approaching the apprentice den. Had Pumpkinspice told the kits about their connection to him? While he couldn’t chance the past he could change the future. Make an effort to be in his grandchildren’s life. He wanted to first start with Batpaw getting to know the tom better. He ducked his head and peeked into the den. “Batpaw?” He called out.
winterclan's leader and mistakenly caught floaty thing
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Post by simplylight on Jun 25, 2022 22:25:23 GMT -5
"Nothing! I'm not eating anything at all!" Batpaw called from inside the den, obviously chewing something by the sound of his muffled voice. He knew he wasn't supposed to be eating the berries from the vineyard but they were just so yummy. Spiralimp had said these were okay berries too...
Wait a second, he didn't recognize that voice yet he did recognize that voice. That was odd. He swallowed the berries in his mouth and pranced out to see a larger white cat. "Ohh, I know you. You are Bijou, but also gramps right? I think I remember Chaicrisp saying that." He purred cheerily, recalling his aunt's words when Bijou returned to Fallclan.
“Gramps…” He quietly echoed the nickname which felt strange on his tongue. “That would be correct young Batpaw.” He replied slowly getting his first good look at the apprentice. He really did look like Batflower, but a more cheerful version of Batflower and not the grumpy Red Guard that Bijou had known. “Were you just eating something?”
