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Post by Stormkit on Sept 1, 2015 15:23:40 GMT -6
Stormkit was sitting in the corner, thinking about life, when a certain topic came to mind. What if I have a sister or brother who is in another clan? she asked herself what if some one is related to me in another clan, but no one knows that we were related to each other? She swayed her head from side to side with her head facing down. Then, she lifted her head and called out, "hello?! Any one here?!"
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Post by Briarkit on Sept 1, 2015 15:51:58 GMT -6
Well, Briarkit had nothing to do.
The small brown tabby wandered into the nursery, a fat sparrow clutched in her jaws. She looked around, her den seemed rather quiet, maybe the lack of kits seemed to have caused the peace. The 'peace' was broken as a kit shouted into the nursery. Briarkit's fur stood on end and relaxed at the sight of the fellow kit. "Hey, I'm here." She meowed. She walked over and somehow tripped and fell in front of the kit, sparrow on the ground along with her. "You ever taste solid food?"
(Wow that is long even for me)
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Post by Sandstone on Sept 6, 2015 16:35:33 GMT -6
Sandkit looked over at the two noisy kits. She was playing around with moss and was about to pounce on the "prey" when she heard them and clumsily landed on her face. 'Mouse dung!' She meows in her head. As she gets up and begins cleaninf her pelt.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 26, 2015 21:19:42 GMT -6
The deaf tom-kitten was completely oblivious to the question of presence, even though he was less than a tail-length away from the commotion. He was currently licking a disproportionate paw and drawing it over his face, rounded with youth. In fact, he had only noticed it when he finally raised his bulky head and blinked dazedly at the conversing kittens.
He had not learnt how to speak as of yet. The power of speech woud come to him much later. True, deafness heightened his other senses... But sometimes Duskkit wished that he could hear. What he wouldn't give... A solemn sigh escaped his loose maw and he decided that he would learn today.
He rose and approached his denmates with an amiable bob of his head. He nearly stumbled over his oversized paws and tripped over his long, plumy tail. Duskkit would smile apologetically for this spectacle and dip his head again to confirm his greeting.
MADE BY VEL OF GS AND ADOXOGRAPHY 2.0 |
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Post by Stormkit on Mar 2, 2016 2:37:46 GMT -6
Stormkit said "who's there!" turning sharply and accidentally hitting her shoulder into a large, extremely hard object she thought was the wall. It was not.
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