Playin' with Me, Myself, & I. [ O P E N ]

[whiplash]

Whipkit was playing around with a moss ball batting it back and forth between his two paws. Outside it was snowing quite a bit and was of course it was freezing, somehow a cold draft had managed to seep into the Nursery. Still focused on his boring little game he paid the drop in temperature not much thought at all. Thankfully he was blessed with thick black fur that absorbed the weak rays of sunlight that sometimes shone on clear days, though today was for sure not one of those days.

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[dogkit]

Once Dogkit noticed him, she was surprised to find Amberkit out of sight. The other kit was tinkering with a moss ball, as it appeared. Instinctively, she wished to ignore him, or at least vanish from everything and never be sensed. Life here was terrible, horrible and be-witched. Right now, she would have better perfered FireClan. TreeClan was shady, making it colder than the praries. After the snow would stop falling, it would become dense and solid as a rock. " CloudClan, " she whispered to herself, " help me. " Dogkit exhaled, finding her breath visible, and mustered all her courage to approach the black kitten. " Hi, " she murmured to him, seeing that she was slightly embarrassed appearing to him after the small cat-fight they had been in. Dogkit took a seat on the cold earth, facing him between two or so tail-lenghts away. " Mind if I join you? " She asked softly, her blue orbs twinkling in the daylight. " There's no one to play with ... " Dogkit explained, looking at her paws.