Rhinestone had been a rather lucky child, all things considered. He had a pair of loving parents that raised him with love and honor, and had prepared him as much as they realistically could for his future leaderhood, even if they had never expected he would take over. He had never had to worry about them abandoning him, and he had never been forced to worry about whether or not Palmclan would always be safe. It was a luxury, and he had come to learn that over time, especially in the wake of the hurricane. They had recovered, yes, but it was the closest he had ever come to losing everything he knew and loved, and he couldn't ever let it happen again. He couldn't control the weather, of course, but he could control how they reacted to things, and how they coped with the aftermath. He wasn't about to let anyone in his clan feel abandoned, not if he knew some way to help them.

Unfortunately for Foamkit, Rhine hadn't been around to see who had dropped the child off. He hadn't been able to stop them, nor question what they were doing with the incredibly small tom. Instead, he only happened upon the child when he heard the other's faint cries piercing through the air, begging for someone to come and find them. He had immediately recognized the cry of a kit, and had quickly begun to rush along the shore, petrified that one of the kits had escaped from Palmclan's camp. Instead, he soon came across Foamkit, blinking at the unfamiliar youngling in confusion. He stared down for a moment before moving closer, his large and fluffy tail coming to wrap around Foamkit's shaking form. He shushed the child in the most soothing way he could manage, his words soft as he muttered, "Oh no... oh, little one, where did you come from...? Here, come here. I'll bring you somewhere safe..." Rhinestone's pale gaze scanned around, looking for whoever had left Foamkit there. When he saw no one around to claim the boy, he stretched his neck out, trying to gently grab the kit by the scruff of his neck, and turn back towards Palmclan's camp.

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"Can I play with them?" Hailkit's voice came from being Penumbrarunner, his little legs running up to the two older cats - his bright eyes on the younger kitten that Rhinestonestar held in his jaws. "Do they have a name? What's their name? Can I name them?" His words came out in an excited manner; sure, he had other kits to play with - namely, his siblings, but they were boring![glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]

It seemed as though Rhinestonestar wouldn't be left alone with Foamkit for long, although that was hardly a bad thing. Aside from helping to train an apprentice of his own, Rhine had very little experience with children. He occasionally helped out with kitsitting, and he always went to congratulate the new queens on giving birth, but beyond that? He had no kids of his own, and the weight of the tiny tom in his mouth was actually a bit horrifying. At least others were around to help out, even if he wasn't sure about how much experience Penumbra had, and was fairly sure Stormspine knew nothing about carrying for kits. Keeping his hold on the poor little one's scruff, the leader muttered in a slightly muffled voice, his ears flattening down against his head, "They can't be very old at all... maybe a moon, at the most? We'll have to bring him to one of the nursing queens, I can't imagine he can eat many solids right now." Despite not having any little ones of his own, Rhinestone still knew that most kits couldn't eat solids for quite a while – something his own mother had taught him. So, they'd need one of the queens in the nursery to help.

When Hailkit came bounding up, the rusty colored tom found himself tensing slightly, not wanting anything to happen to either child. Voice still slightly muffled, he explained in a patient voice, "You can't play with them quite yet, Hailkit. They're too little, and we don't want them getting hurt. As for a name... I don't believe they have one yet. We'll all have to help to come up with one." Moving forward a little, Rhine's gaze scanned around camp until he found the nursery, a relieved breath leaving him. He muttered to Stormspine, glancing up at the massive dinosaur, "He was very nearly in the sea foam... his parents must've left him there. I can't begin to imagine why..." The feline shook his head the faintest bit, making sure not to jostle Foamkit before he continued his beeline towards the nursery, where the new little one would be the safest.

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Hailkit let out a small, 'terrifying' hiss as Stormspine came over and gently nuzzled him, but didn't do anything to attack the dinosaur - he was slightly irritated at being told 'no', but he got over it quickly whenever Rhinestonestar started speaking. "We can name him Foamkit!" Honestly, the only thing that really cause the kid's attention was the word 'foam', with the leader's other words not really clicking in his mind just yet.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]

While Rhine had initially planned to save the naming of the child until later, he couldn't deny that Hailkit's suggestion was a good one. Even as the young boy hissed "threateningly" at Stormspine and bounced around their feet, he at least picked up on the important things. Whether or not his attention span would grow longer as he grew older remained to be seen, but he was bold, and that would be good for Palmclan. Rhinestone probably would've spent hours alone just trying to figure out a good name for the little one, that wouldn't make him hate it as he grew older. Nodding his head very gently as not to jostle Foamkit, Rhine gently placed the kit down at the mouth of the nursery before he spoke, "...Foamkit would actually be a fine name for him. Show his roots without reminding him of anything painful. That's a good one, Hailkit." He smiled a bit, flicking his tail playfully against Hailkit's head as he spoke. He'd need to find a queen who could take Foamkit in, but at least the child had a home, and a name.

RHINESTONESTAR - PALMCLAN - PENNED BY STILLY