A Swift Mossball Flies Through the Air [p- Swiftkit]

[Mosskit]

[Firepaw]

Mosskit crouched outside the nursery, the air outside bringing her some sort of relief mixed with a touch of fear of possibly dying out here, but don't most cats do that at an old age? So the deaf kit brushed away her fear and focused her eyes on the moss ball in front of her. She was named after this; she knew that Mosskit was her name from the way her mother's mouth rotated, and the memory of that word burned in her head for some reason; Mosskit. She padded forward slightly, her feet making a light sound that she could not hear, and swung out, clipping the moss ball with a claw and sending it flying into... another kit. Mosskit perked up, flicking her ears in embarrasement. "Apologies." She mewed, only feeling the vibrations in her throat as she spoke.

[Firepaw]

Swiftkit looked up, surprised, as a moss ball hit her in the face. Another kit had thrown it at her on accident. "It's okay," she mewed when the other kit said sorry. She padded over and sat closer to the other kit. She seemed nice. "I'm Swiftkit."

[Mosskit]

As the other kit got closer, Mosskit tried to focus her eyes on the black and white kit's mouth as it moved. All the white and grey kit got was Swift, but that was good enough. "Swiftkit?" She mewed, making sure to burn it in her head. "I'm Mosskit." Mosskit pointed at the moss ball, and hooked it under her claw, throwing it up in the air and letting it bounce off her nose. "Nice to met you... wait, it's meet." Mosskit laughed, and the vibrations from her throat felt unfamiliar, yet welcoming. She hadn't laughed like that in a while... maybe. But the vibrations in her throat felt different at met and meet, so she stored that in her mind for later no-screw-ups.

[Firepaw]

Swiftkit smiled at the other kit. She seemed super friendly, but there was something about her that Swift had noticed, something different, like she was reading lips. She didn't want to offend the other kit, or be rude, so she didn't want to ask if Moss was deaf. "Do you like playing moss ball?" She asked instead.

[Mosskit]

Mosskit yet again focused on Swiftkit when the other she-kit started moving her lips in talking. The white and gray kit payed attention to her mouth, and this time got her full sentence. Playing moss ball. "Well, yeah." Mosskit smiled, patting the ball in front of her. "I enjoy playing around with something that shares my name; or is it I that shares a name with it?" The sleek-furred she-kit laughed slightly, and rolled the ball towards Swiftkit.

"What do you like playing with?" Mosskit asked in return, paying attention to Swiftkit's lips for a response once more. The black and white she-kit in front of her was not asking any questions about her lip-reading. That's good, right?

[Firepaw]

Swiftkit watched as the tiny ball of moss rolled toward her paws. "I enjoy things that share my name, too." She laughed slightly, her eyes glowing. She liked this kit, she was friendly and nice, Swift hooked the ball with her claw and threw it in the air. Acting quick, she jumped up and caught it in her mouth, smiling as she landed lightly on her paws. She placed it on the ground again and rolled it back to Mosskit with a light push of her nose. "I think playing with other kits is my favorite thing to do." She mewed, responding to Moss's last question.

[Mosskit]

Mosskit nodded, staring after Swiftkit as the black and white kit caught the moss ball in the air, and passed it back to Mosskit. The gray and white she-kit smiled, nodding. "Yeah, same. But..." Mosskit sunk her teeth into the moss ball, and threw it back, before jumping and pouncing down on it, having the moss ball slip out of her paws on the ground. "I... what do you like not playing with?" The sleek-furred kit turned back to Swiftkit to watch her lip movements.

[Firepaw]

Swift thought for a second about Mosskit's question, then answered, "I don't like bugs. They crawl around nastily and try to bite you. A strange flying thing landed on my head yesterday, and I had the biggest freakout ever." She was somewhat embarrassed about being scared of bugs, only sissies were, but she just didn't like the way they were, nasty and sometimes slimy. She had eaten one once, and she shuddered at the thought of it. It tasted awful, and the crunch it made didn't help. She almost felt sick at the sight of one.

[Mosskit]

Mosskit nodded, not really understanding all of it, but getting her fear all the same. The white and grey she-kit rolled the ball towards Swiftkit, and then looked over at the snow piles near the edge of camp, which seemed to be melting. "Well... I don't like snow." She mewed, and the mention of the word brought the image of a blue-furred cat into her eyes, looking over her with a worried look as ice seemed to seep into her bones. Shaking her fur out, Mosskit looked back at Swiftkit. "I get bad... memories or something? I don't know, but I don't like it..."

[Firepaw]

Swiftkit batted the ball from side to side. "We all get bad memories from something." She mewed, inclining her head toward the snow. Then she looked back at Moss. "It's the choice between ignoring it, dealing with it, or letting it bother you."

(wow, that should be an inspirational quote)

[Mosskit]

Mosskit watched the movement of Swiftkit's lips, attaching the movements to letters and stringing them together. After Swiftkit's final words, Model it let them roll in her head, and she mewed, quietly, "I... Know, actually..." The grey and white she-kit sat down with her tail over her white and gray paws. "...it's like feeling death."

[Firepaw]

"It is," Swiftkit sighed mournfully. She sat down, modeling Mosskit's actions. She didn't want her worries and memories to bother her, yet they still did.

[Mosskit]

Mosskit stood in a bit of silence with Swiftkit, not like she could hear anything but silence, but then she mewed, "Do you want to go inside? I feel like it might snow, and..." Mosskit flinched as the calling of someone sounded in her head, the first actual noise she could hear in her soundless world, and it quickly faded, "I... don't like the snow."

[SORRY FOR THE LATE RESPONSE! I got sucked into roleplaying pokemon, and...]