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Post by Dustkit on Aug 1, 2016 1:06:36 GMT -6
The days in camp seemed to grow longer, and being a kit wasn't as much fun as it was suppose to be. There were only a hand full of kits left in the nursery, and most were waiting for their apprentice ceremony. What was the young brown tom to do by himself?
Dustkit had awoken in the middle of the night to find nothing more than the entire clan sleeping. It was to be expected, but it would have been nice to see someone else up as well. The brown kit sighed and took a spot on a rock just outside the nursery. It was a beautiful night, and a cool breeze ruffled his fur. At least he could enjoy this.
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Post by Silverkit on Aug 1, 2016 1:30:51 GMT -6
Silverkit hummed a small, made up tune to herself as she looked up at the night sky, like she did most nights she found herself awake. The silver tabby admired the stars, the quietness of the surroundings, the small breeze ruffling her fur... She was free from most of her speaking pressures. Silverkit put them on herself, yes, but she still had to do it!
The silver tabby with white paws noticed another scent come out from the nursery, and like a switch, she distracted herself from the lights above and padded closer to Dustkit, a smile on her face. "Heya! What'cha doing up late at night?"
(might as well.)
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