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[Thymekit]

Thymekit raced and tumbled around the camp, leaping on and crushing leaves every now and then. There weren’t many other kits to play with, so he had to find other things to do with his time.

Then a fluffy, twitching object caught his eye. Not realizing it was the end of a tail, Thymekit sprinted forward and pounced on it.

[Snowkit]

Snowkit was crouched next to the Nursery, her pale blue gaze watching everyone carefully. Sorrelpatch had told her to try and make new friends, but it was so hard to find the right words!
Snowkit was just about to give up and sneak back inside the Nursery when something pounced on her tail. Being the shy scaredy- cat she was, Snowkit let out a loud squeal and tripped over her own paws trying to scramble away. Sitting up, Snowkit realized it was another kit who had pounced on her tail... "Erm.... Ummm... Hi?" Snowkit mewed quietly.

[Thymekit]

Thymekit gasped when he realized it had been another kitten he’d launched on. ”I’m- I’m sorry!” He sputtered, stumbling backwards. He looked down at his paws, shuffling them in embarrassment. Thank goodness that hadn’t been a warrior! That would’ve been waaayyy worse.

His ears perked up as the she-cat squeaked, and he looked at her with a mixture of concern and curiosity. ”I... I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

[Snowkit]

Even though it was the other kit while had been the one to scare her, Snowkit still felt awkward. Shuffling her paws, she nervously mewed, "N-n-no... I'm okay..." Quickly glancing away, Snowkit wondered if this was how every conversation went. Where they always this awkward? Forcing her eyes to meet his, Snowkit managed to meow, "W-what is your n-name?"

[Thymekit]

Thymekit stared at her intently as he waited for a response, nodding when she said she was ok. ’Thank goodness she isn’t hurt. Mama would have been so mad at me!’ He thought, looking away as soon as they made eye contact.

”Thymekit.” He answered, fixing his gaze on his paws. He sat quietly, waiting for her to give her own name.

[Snowkit]

Snowkit's pelt itched with embarrassment when the other kit looked away soon as they made eye contact. Was she not supposed to do that? Snowkit then looked over her shoulder, not really looking at anything, she was just trying to avoid making the other kit awkward...
When she heard the other kit say his name she quickly glanced at him, only to see that he was staring at his paws. A few heartbeats passed when Snowkit realized that she was supposed to give her own name. She was doing horrible for her first encounter with another kit than her sister, Rosekit... "Err... M-my n-n-name is Snowkit..." She quickly tried to make Thymekit feel less awkward. "N-nice to m-meet you, Thymekit..."

[Thymekit]

Thymekit stayed silent, wondering why this other kitten was stuttering. He couldn’t tell if she was shy, or if she just had a speech impediment. ’Snowkit.’ He thought, taking a glance at her. The name was certainly fitting. ’She’s as white as snow!’

The smallest of smiles came across his face. ”Nice to meet you too, Snowkit.”

[Snowkit]

Snowkit risked taking another glance at Thymekit to realize that he had a tiny smile on his face. Feeling slightly embarrassed, Snowkit smiled back. "W-why do you think your n-name is Thymekit?" She asked shyly, "Just w-wondering..."

[Thymekit]

”Well...” He began, looking down at himself. Wasn’t thyme some kind of herb? Or was his name time? He didn’t know and never bothered to ask his mother. ”I have no idea.” His voice was reduced to a whisper, and he wondered if Snowkit had even heard him.

”Are you named Snowkit because of your fur?”

[Snowkit]

Snowkit twisted her head so she could look at her own pelt. Yeah, maybe, but she did have a few black specks of black on her back. "Yeah, I am pretty sure I am..." Snowkit turned to face Thymekit again. "But I do have a few black specks, too." She got up, turned around, and sat down again, so her back faced Thymekit. "See?"

[Thymekit]

So the stuttering had gone away. ’She must’ve just been nervous, then.’ He pouted at the thought. He didn’t want to be the type of cat that made others anxious.

Thymekit tipped his head to the side, whiskers twitching in curiousity as he scanned his eyes over her speckles. They were interesting to look at. They made her fur look like a sky full of stars, but with the colors reversed. ”See?”

Thymekit simply nodded.

[Snowkit]

Snowkit suddenly became very wary of herself. Had she said the right thing? "Ummm... S-sorry..." She quickly got up and sat down facing Thymekit again, "You probably didn't really w-want to know that..." Shuffling her paws nervously, Snowkit looked away from Thymekit. "I can leave if I am making you awkward..."

[Thymekit]

”Huh?” He thought aloud, watching her as she turned back around. He shook his head quickly and lowered it in embarrassment. He wasn’t feeling awkward, but maybe he was making her feel that way. ’But what did I do to her that’s making her nervous again?’ He had not a clue.

Thymekit ran the conversation through his mind, trying to pinpoint something that might’ve made her unsettled. ’I guess I wasn’t talking very much...’ ”Um... Sorry if I’m a little quiet. I’m not the best talker.”

[Snowkit]

Was he not uncomfortable? Slightly confused, Snowkit looked back at Thymekit with wide pale blue eyes. Smiling very little, Snowkit mewed, "I'm n-not the best either..." Snowkit took a deep breath and spoke again, "You are pretty m-much the only other cat I've spoken to other than my sister... And I rarely talk to her..."

[Thymekit]

Looking at her hint of a smile made him smile himself. ’You’re better than me at it.’ He thought silently. She may stutter every now and then, but at least she actually had things to say. ’I need to get better at that.’

He nodded when she finished, pausing for a few heartbeats before squeaking in response. ”Who’s your mama?”