Games (o)

[Rabbitpaw]

" Thanks Rowansky!" Rabbitkit said joyfully. He had remembers playing with Fallowkit a different time.
Rabbitkit was excited to be included in the activities of other kits.

( Yay! Now I'm apprentice! )

[Fallowpaw]

((Hey Rabbit, did you get your ceremony yet? Just so you know, you can't change to a 'paw' until it happens.))


Fallowkit dashed towards the moss-ball, scooping it up and bounded back over with a ghost of a smile on her lips. I know Rabbitkit. she thought, and then tossed the ball to him. It was an easy-curved through, that even she wouldn't miss-well, considering she was paying attention and knew it was coming in the first place.

[Rowansky]

"You're very welcome, Rabbitkit," she replied with a dip of her head. The queen fell back a little to let the two kittens interact, watching as the mossball came her way. The tabby pawed it over to Rabbitkit with a smile.

[Oakpaw]

(hi rabbit yes i am barging in nice to see you)

Oakkit nearly stumbled into the path of a wayward mossball, jumping out of the way and watching as it flew to a kit. She glanced between them--Rabbitkit again. She'd met him before already--another kit who looked vaguely familiar, but also a queen, ginger and white, who seemed to be playing moss-ball with them.
She remembered Dappledkit's advice--well, not advice, more of an insult the way Oakkit remembered it, but nonetheless took a deep breath and stepped forward. "Hello," she mewed awkwardly. "Can I play?" She glanced at Rabbitkit, and then away, not wanting to catch his eye.

[Fallowpaw]

Fallowkit turned to the newcomer, feeling as if the whole of the nursery would want to play this small game of moss-ball with them. "Oh, sure!" she squeaked, waltzing over to Oakkit and giving her a kind smile. "I'm Fallowkit. What's your name?" She kept an eye on Rabbitkit, seeing if he would toss the ball back or not.

If he didn't, she would go over there out of short-kit-impatience and steal it away herself.

[Oakpaw]

Oakkit gave Fallowkit a hesitant smile in return. "I'm Oakkit. It's... nice to meet you, Fallowkit." This was good. Progress. She glanced around, surmising the status of the game--Rabbitkit was currently in possession of the ball, but by reading the light in Fallowkit's eyes, it might not stay that way for long.

[Fallowpaw]

"That's a cool name." Fallowkit squeaked, and then turned to Rabbitkit. He's standing their like a statue! I want to play! Dashing over, the silver tabby scooped the moss-ball up and rolled it to Oakkit without giving Rabbit a chance to stop her. "Alright! Pass it this way!" Fallowkit bounded away, back to her original spot, and leaped up and down in preparation.

[Rowansky]

Rowansky was pleased with the turnout of the little game. Another kit had come over to play, and the queen recognized her as one of the older kittens of the group, Oakkit. "Hello, Oakkit! Lovely that you could join us," she chirped brightly, smiling at the she-kit. From the corner of her eye, the ginger tabby saw Fallowkit swipe the ball away from Rabbitkit's grip and throw it towards the rest of the group. "Now, be patient and take turns, dear," she informed her gently, but a hint of humor showed through her tone.

[Fallowpaw]

Fallowkit turned to Rowansky, a flash of guilt shining in her eyes. "Sorry, Rowansky." she apologized.

[Rowansky]

Rowansky shook her head. "It's alright, sweetheart. Just keep it mind next time, yeah?"

[Fallowpaw]

((I don't think they will post again since they're apprentices....))


Fallowkit sighed. She suddenly didn't feel like playing anymore. Rowansky's scolding at made her confidence fade, and even took out the fun in moss-ball. Of course, it wasn't that bad for being told off for her actions, but it still made the little silver tabby a bit depressed. "I'm done." she murmured, shrugging and scampering towards her mother's nest.((gonna assume this was before Lightfall's death)) She curled up, sighing again and staring off into space. I'm not mad or sad... not at Rowansky. I just don't feel like playing.


((end thread? I don't know if you want to or not.))

[Rowansky]

Rowansky was a little disheartened at Fallowkit's leave, but she understood. The queen nodded at the silver kitten. "Alright, sweetheart. Perhaps we'll play again next time." With that, Rowansky gathered the mossball in her jaws and padded off to her nest to attend to her other kittens.