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Post by minkkit on Jan 17, 2011 11:30:04 GMT -6
[shadow=Blue,left,100]The small tabby swhe-cat opened her pink muzzle in a warm yawn. The only thing that she had had to do today was nap and that was what she did. Now however she didn't feel like napping, napping till sun-high like she had made her feel disgusting. She stood, stretched and looked around, maybe she she could find Doekit.
After licking her pelt till it was groomed thuroughly she took a few steps, "Doekit?" she sqeaked quietly in shy snowy voice, "Doekit, come out, come out where ever you ever you are."
Maybe if she found the shy tabby that seemed to share symilar interests they could play mossball or maybe go out in the snow.[/shadow]
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Doepaw
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Post by Doepaw on Jan 17, 2011 14:42:45 GMT -6
Naps where always helpful. kits needed them sometimes, just like their mothers did after dealing with them. Doekit needed them after playing moss ball while still trying to avoid as many kits as possible. She had been dreaming, when the voice of her best friend wormed its way to her. She blinked, tired, put popped her head up "Minkkit?" She mewed quietly
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