#Moonforpresidant // P

[Moonpaw]

Ghostkit

Moonpaw dragged herself outside her den, tired from getting woken up from her nap. "Better get some grub.." She muttered to herself. She slowly padded over to the fresh-kill pile and lied down with a sparrow. She glanced around to see a small ghostly white kit. "Am I seeing things or is that a ghost..." She asked herself out loud.

[Ghostkit]

Ghostkit was just laying there, his white pelt a vivid contrast to the dark gray stone he was lying upon. The way he was laying seemed to be so out of character for the tomcat, but he was in fact asleep.

Every now and then, one of his limbs would quiver and a soft snuffle would escape him. Ghostkit was an enigma for sure, but the way he was just laying out there was so out of character for the shy tom.

[Moonpaw]

Moonpaw sat there, thinking she was seeing things. She then realized it was a kit, she let out a sigh. She made an idiotic move and poked the kit, hoping for a reaction. She found the kit slightly smaller, must be young or a midget.

[Ghostkit]

(lol a midget? really? XDD love your sig btw)

Ghostkit gave another soft snuffle, and no sign that he had been poked. What could he say? He was a deep sleeper. A soft sigh escaped him, and Ghostkit turned over, one paw coming up to rest against his head.

[Moonpaw]

Moonpaw preformed a .3. face and poked the kit again after a few moments. "Hello, you alive?" She said with no exact emotion. The more Moonpaw stared at the kit, the more like fresh-kill it looked.

(.3. Face for kitties)

[Ghostkit]

(lol)

Ghostkit let out a loud snort, before one pale gray eye cracked open and he glowered at the gray cat who had poked him. Unfaiiiir. " Oh, I'm definitely alive. " he cracked sarcastically.