summer days (p)

[Palefire]

|| Whitejaw ||

Hailspirit was sure she'd developed some kind of OCD after having kits. Not being able to see them, she'd gotten into the habit of sniffing the air every thirty seconds to make sure they were around. She sighed. 'I've got to relax. I'm sure Brackensky has her eye on them, anyway.' She rested her head on her paws, about to fall asleep until she realized how close one of the scents were. She perked up. "Whitekit?"

[Whitejaw]

give me time and give me space

-just a note now, sorry if i keep logging on and off. three people im currently roleplaying with on three different accounts are all online-

Whitekit purred in response and waved his black tail, pushing his head forwards to boop his mother's larger nose with his own small, pink one. "Yep!" He giggled, "Hi mama!"

aeron at thq

[Palefire]

|| no worries! There's also an account switch button in the bottom right corner if that could help you out.(: ||

Hailspirit broke out into a purr. "Hi!" 'His voice is so cute.' She thought in delight, tipping her head to the side. "What are you up to?" She wondered if he had any friends yet. 'Hopefully he doesn't have the social skills of my brother.'

[Whitejaw]

give me time and give me space

"I've not met anyone or done much yet." Whitekit frowned, continuing to speak, "It's boring be in a kit, I wanna be an apprentice or a warrior so I can leave camp and go hunting and stuff!"

aeron at thq

[Palefire]

"You will soon." She giggled when he continued. "You'll be an apprentice in no time, just be patient." She rested her head back onto her paws. "Besides, apprentices and warriors don't get to play as many games as kits do. It's really no fun."

[Whitejaw]

give me time and give me space

"I've um..." Whitekit looked up before awkwardly continuing to speak, "Never played a game before." He then looked away, red faced with flattened ears.

It was true, he had never played a game... but how could he when he had no friends?

aeron at thq

[Palefire]

Hailspirit smiled softly. "That's alright." She shifted around in her nest, trying to find something that might help them out. 'I know it's here somewhere...' She clawed out a small bird feather. 'There we go.' She tossed it in the air, then batted it toward Whitekit. "Don't let it touch the ground!"

[Whitejaw]

give me time and give me space

Whitekit looked up at the bird feather that Hailspirit batted towards him. He began to wonder where that came from. Did cats make them? Did it grow on a tree? Where ever it came from, Whitekit liked it. It was soft and light.

Cautiously, he poked it up into the air, like his mother had said to do, while also being careful not to break it./div]

aeron at thq

[Palefire]

Hailspirit tried her hardest to sense where it drifted. She blew in the general direction of where she batted it, knowing that even if she chose the wrong spot it'd still be affected by her breath. She could only hope that it floated toward Whitekit. 'I wonder if he's enjoying himself.'

[Whitejaw]

give me time and give me space

Whitekit purred as the soft object drifted towards him again. It was pretty low down, so he decided to try and push it upwards with his nose. However, rather than it going back towards Hailspirit like he expected, the feather fell to the floor as the tom sneezed from it tickling his nose.

He pouted at the object, slanting his blue eyes at it.

aeron at thq

[Palefire]

Hailspirit leaned closer, trying to give him a few sniffs after he sneezed. "Are you okay?" She knew it was probably because of the feather, but you could never be too sure.

[Whitejaw]

give me time and give me space

Whitekit nodded and giggled, nuzzling Hailspirit when she began to sniff him, "Fluffy thing tickled my nose and made me sneeze." He purred, wiping some spit/ snot off of himself and going to retrieve the feather.

aeron at thq

[Palefire]

Hailspirit nuzzled him back, purring quietly at his response. "Oh, I see." She said, waiting patiently as he padded away. 'I can't believe I have a kit now. I hope he likes me.'

[Whitejaw]

give me time and give me space

Whitekit purred as he picked the feather up gently and placed it on Hailspirit's nose, waiting for her to push it in the air again so that they could play some more.

aeron at thq

[Palefire]

Hailspirit chuckled when she felt the feather touch her nose. She lifted a paw and brushed it off, pushing it up and away once it was off of her face. "I think you'll make a great hunter with these excellent feather-catching skills."