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he weather was fair, at least to Brokenkit it was. It happened to be raining, down pouring. The kit enjoyed this kind of weather, because she had an excuse to ignore the world and sit grouchily in her nest all day. For far, it was only her and her mother, which was perfectly fine for Broken, she had no interest in siblings. If she happened to get a sibling, they would probably hate the tan feline for who she was. Broken didn't fancy being hated, only disliked. Being disliked was okay to her.

Brokenkit sighed into the moss, ruffling it a bit with her small breath. She blinked her bright, aqua eyes slowly, obviously bored. Maybe ignoring the world was better when you're sleeping, but she didn't like the idea of sleeping. So instead, she stood, stretched her small form, and looked around for someone to bully. For some reason, she enjoyed ruining other's lives. It probably wasn't the best personality to have, but Broken had no problem with herself. She assumed the rest of the world would treat her like dirt if she couldn't stand up for herself.

The tan feline looked around with a piercingly cruel look, and her face held a snarl. If anyone met her gaze, their heart would probably skip a beat. It was so full of hatred, and for no particular reason. Then, Brokenkit noticed movement from the corner of her eye, and she whipped her head in that direction, a puny hiss escaping her lips. Her face still held that same, terrifying snarl, and her eyes would burn holes into anyone's heart.

Made by Time Lapse of Adoxgraphy.

[Rosekit]

((OOC: Rosekit is a full on crybaby and a coward, so this is obviously a great place to show that. BTW, sorry if this isn't written so well. I haven't role played for like three months.))

Rosekit had been sleeping in her nest when she awoke to the sound of rain pouring outside. Normally, she liked the rain, as not many cats would come by, thus fewer cats trying to talk to her. It wasn't that she didn't like other cats, she just was afraid to talk to them, in case they disliked her. Today, however, it seemed as though it would start storming. Rosekit hated storms. They were too loud, and the thunder always made her feel like the sky was falling. The small gray tabby kitten finally moved from her nest, spotting some left over moss a tail length or so from where she was. Maybe she should finally ask another kit to play mossball with her. She would need to talk to someone eventually, anyways. She just couldn't avoid speaking forever because she was afraid.

Peering up from her nest, Rosekit noticed a tan kit get up from her nest, looking around. Maybe she would want to play with her? She always heard the saying, "You won't know until you ask". So, gathering the courage, Rosekit tentatively got up and began walking towards the tan kit.

Just as she opened her mouth to speak, the other kit turned and hissed at her, snarling. Rosekit's eyes widened, and she jumped back several paw-steps, not expecting that such an expression would be directed at her, letting out a pathetic squeaking sound. "I'm s-sorry!" she said, voice shaking. "I d-didn't mean to upset you, I just wanted to know i-if you wanted to p-play with me."

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rokenkit eased up at the sight of the other kit speaking. She had noticed the embarrassing squeak it had let out, and smiled slyly. She chose her next words carefully.

"It's all right," she started, letting the words hiss out of her mouth like a snake. She took a slow step forward. "Sure I'll play with you." Perhaps she meant play with the poor kit's mind, or actually play with her like a cat plays with a mouse, but either way, it wasn't a friendly comment.

Brokenkit flicked her tail steadily, swishing it back and forth. Her eyes held all the mischief in the world, and her striking smile was vicious.

Made by Time Lapse of Adoxgraphy.