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everything and nothing was unusual about hummingkit. his tabby fur was completely ginger, except for an expanse of white that ranged from just above his big, blue eyes to the base of his tail. goldilocks would have been very pleased indeed with his size; he wasn't too big, nor too small, but just right. yet there was an intangible something that caught eyes, turned heads, and dropped jaws. his fur almost looked as if it belonged to two completely different individuals, not in colour, but in that one side was meticulously groomed, and the other was just the opposite, a disarray of fur and stale bedding as if, while half of him was grooming, the other half had just woken up. 
"i guess i should probably groom the other side," he said, to no one in particular. 

[Foxtwist]

ooc; mind if I join in?

Another bright orange and white pelt was in the nursery at this time, and it belonged to Foxtwist. Although the two looked very similar, Foxtwist had glowing emerald eyes to Hummingkit's blue ones. She chuckled at his comment and approached him quietly.

"Looks like you could use some help, little one," she laughed softly as she sat down next to him.

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//not at all!

hummingkit giggled at her comment. "i sure could," he agreed, surveying the knotted mess that was his left side. "i think i did a pretty good job on my right." he puffed himself up. "i just got bored halfway."

he strained to reach his shoulder with his little pink tongue, and gave foxtwist a wry smile. "okay, i'm not that good," he admitted. "but usually a queen does it for me. this is my first time, you know."

[Foxtwist]

Foxtwist laughed softly, and leaned down to help Hummingkit groom his messy left side.

"Fair enough. You know, I think if we left your fur unkept for long enough, you might be as fluffy as an IceClanner!" she paused to say, giving Hummingkit a small poke with her front paw. "This side of you is almost as big as me!"

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hummingkit squirmed a little as the she-cat bent down to aid her, but soon relaxed beneath the rasping motions of her tongue. even if she wasn't really his mama, it sure felt like it, and she sure acted like it too. a small smile began to form, widening into a grin at her humorous words. 

"no thanks!" he mewed. "i'm already warm enough as i am."
his eyes widened with mock indignation, and he puffed himself up - making himself look big, which kind of defeated the purpose. "is not!" he insisted with narrowed blue eyes. "i'm not that fat! i'm not even old enough to eat fresh-kill yet!" 

[Foxtwist]

Foxtwist raised her kitty-brows, and tilted her head. She narrowed her emerald eyes, and gave Hummingkit a pretend-stern look.

"Are you implying that I am fat?" she said with a gasp, then looked down at her paws. Foxtwist pretended that the kit had hurt her feelings, but actually was trying not to burst with laughter. She could always count on the ginger Hummingkit to give her a good laugh.

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hummingkit grinned up at her narrowed gaze. "of course not! why, even the idea of it!" he retorted. "what kind of fox-heart do you think i am?" he puffed his chest out, acting every part the pompous cat. "i would never call a she-cat fat!" the illusion broke, and he burst into giggles. 

"tell me a story," hummingkit pleaded. "any story. any story at all! a real one, a made-up one, a legend, an anecdote. as long as it's a story." he sat back on his haunches, looing eagerly up at the ginger she-cat, as if she had already agreed to is every demand. 

[Foxtwist]

"A story? Hmmm," Foxtwist said, contemplating which one to choose. "Did you know that long ago, moons before you were born, FireClan invaded RockClan?" She knew this tale all too well, she had been there. She wasn't the greatest storyteller, but she thought this would impress her ginger mini-me.

"Moons and moons ago, FireClan had an old, crabby leader. Her name was Darkstar. She had sleek black fur, and a temper hotter than the plains she lived on. She decided to stir up trouble with the Clans, and start a big war. Darkstar brought her best warriors, and attacked our camp," she began, checking to see that Hummingkit was paying attention. Of course, there was more story to tell, but she paused to build suspense.

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hummingkit stopped squirming, sitting up straight to listen to the story. fireclan making trouble? of course, this was nothing new, but fireclan invading rockclan? darkstar sounded like a mean leader, and he glad that he hadn't been alive then. 

"and then, and then?" he urged, eager to hear the rest of the tale. "did we win? did we lose? what happened?" he clamped his tail firmly over his muzzle and straightened up, pushing back his shoulders and pricking his ears, eyes bright.