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Post by Flintkit on Sept 5, 2015 11:54:28 GMT -6
The small, light gray kit batted a small piece of moss between his paws boredly, watching it roll back and forth with his blue-green eyes. He hadn't made any friends yet, and really didn't want to go outside of the nursery to see the warriors yet. It was getting a bit colder outside and the warmer nursery was more his style.
Hopefully someone would come around to meet him.... He was kind of attached to his mother still but he couldn't act like that forever. He was going to be a warrior one day. |
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Post by Sandstone on Sept 6, 2015 16:02:21 GMT -6
Sandkit looked at the small kit and looks at the moss rolling around. Her mother nuzzeled her softly. "Go play with him" she meow pushing me.
I nod and pad over to the kit. "Hi" she m eowed.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 26, 2015 21:25:50 GMT -6
Duskkit was deaf.
He was much used to this... disability by now. He was fine with it. What was hearing, after all? It made him much more grateful, as well as aware.
Now his alert, green-gold gaze flickered as it rested gently upon a diminutive, pale-furred tom-kitten with eyes an interesting shade somewhere between the sky and the forest.
He padded over nonchalantly and greeted the timid kitten with a wide, lopsided smile that revealed razor-sharp teeth. Maybe, just maybe, despite his deafness, he would be a great warrior with those weapons. He dipped his head courteously at Flintkit, unsure what to do now.
one hundred and fourteen words - Flintkit MADE BY VEL OF GS AND ADOXOGRAPHY 2.0 |
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