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Post by mushroom on Oct 12, 2012 14:14:43 GMT -6
Frostkit skittered to the elders' den, her black-tipped tail streaming behind her. She had heard rumors floating around the nursery from other kits that the elders liked to tell stories. So why not hear one? Looking around, the den was much bigger than it looked on the inside. Feeling the warmth touch her pelt as she padded inside from the chilly camp, she noticed one of the elders. A tabby with reddish-brown stripes and green eyes.[ENTER: Redstorm~<3]
Suddenly, she didn't know what to say. Just blurt out who she was and that she wanted a story? That would be somewhat rude, and very awkward-- at least in Frostkit's mind. But it would only get more awkward the longer she stood there with no words.
"H-Hi there!" she blurted, her blue eyes full of curiousity. "I'm Frostkit. Ivycloud's daughter! A bunch of kits said the elders like to tell stories-- is it true?" The she-kit circled the elder's nest, her tail held high with interest. "Do you know any good ones?" |
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