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Post by Deleted on Feb 20, 2015 21:14:08 GMT -6
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Snailkit was wriggling on the ground, pretending to be a fish. He wasn't entirely sure what they were, or what they looked like, but from his father's stories he had created his own fantasy of the water mice. Naturally, the tabby kit had nothing better to be doing. "Glub, glub," he intoned dramatically, flapping his tail up and down. "I wonder how long this can amuse me for."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 20, 2015 21:22:47 GMT -6
Emberkit raised her ginger head from her nest, blinking her blue eyes widely. She quickly spotted one of the only active kits in the nursery and rose to her white paws, picking her way through the moss and twig nests. "Hey, what are you doing? That seems kind of amusing, but I feel as though you could do better." The she-kit noted, watching the tom wriggle about with interest.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 20, 2015 21:43:12 GMT -6
Snailkit rolled over, using his new vantage point to asses the ginger and white kit. "Amusing? Oh no. What I am doing is incredibly secret." He informed the kit pertly, a glint of humour in his smooth voice. "Only those that know the password may know. So, do you know the password?" There was no password of course, he'd made that up. Upon thinking about it though, he realized that having his own personal password would be pretty cool.
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