Playtime! {p--Lillie}

[Cricketpaw]

The nursery nests were replaced with clean, fresh moss. And now, Cricketpaw was leaving that warm den filled with the scent of milk to the clearing. At her heels skipped Lilliekit, who she had promised to play with.

Honestly, Cricketpaw was hoping she and Lilliekit would become good friends. She didn't really have anyone to talk to, besides her father Duststorm. And Lilliekit seemed nice, if not a bit talkative. But Cricketpaw didn't mind!

"So, what do you want to play?" the tortoiseshell purred, her firefly golden eyes flaring with a familiar burn of kitten excitement.

[Lilliekit]

Lilliekit gazed happily up at Cricketpaw. "Moss Ball! you toss the moss ball back and forth. if you don't catch it, you lose!" She meowed, throwing the ball toward Cricketpaw.
She let out a purr and waited for the ball to be passed back.