Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-27350140-20151115151131/@comment-27172956-20160205040735

"I never knew the Syndicate held so many orphans." Ambrosia said. "When I was a kit, I used to make up wild stories about who my parents might have been." She laughed as an old, old memory came to surface, daydreams within the endless training. Daydreams beaten out of her until she was no longer able to think such foolish things. Dreams were for fools. "I used to pretend I was the secret daughter of Custos and a dashing she cat whom he fell madly in love with. But when Custos died, his mate was so grief stricken she chased him into StarClan. A romantic tragedy to make up for not knowing my parenta" Ambrosia shrugged rolling her eyes. "I was a strange kit."