[lost]

Originally Posted by Lonestar23

~for @toothlost!~

Badgerkit padded into the clearing, yawning as he did so, his black and white pelt neatly groomed as usual and his expression one of serenity. Lostkit! He thought, remembering the kit he had met yesterday, and a grin spread over his maw. He was looking forwards to getting to know her better, although he had spoken to her for quite a while yesterday and felt as though he knew her pretty well already. But there was probably more that he was missing...he was never the best on picking up at subtle things, although he could just feel that there was something missing from Lostkit's past that she wasn't telling him. He looked around for the she kit, wondering how hard she could be to spot...she does look different from pretty much anyone else here, he thought with a slight twinge of regret. It wasn't that he thought Lostkit wasn't as good as the rest of the other cats...but she was definitely different, and he was wondering how the other kits were going to take to her. He hoped that they wouldn't judge her at first sight, because she really was a great kit, and maybe they would be able to see as he had done. Besides, she really was a lot of fun...and she seemed to be able to get around just as well without her eyesight at any rate. He glanced around for her again, his eyes skimming over the other cats in hopes of seeing the familiar grey pelt of Lostkit.

Lostkit came stumbling into the clearing with an excited and surprised squeal as she toppled over a mossball left out from some other kits. She dramatically flopped and rolled onto her back, raising her paws in the air in a strange display of death. A giggle arose from her and she started laughing, looking like a crazy, eyeless kit, but she had no care for any of that. After a moment she poked her head up and rolled to her paws, scenting the air, only to be greeted with a mass of scents of her clanmates. No one stood out, it was just a mess. "Hm," she turned her head around and then started making her way slowly in a random direction, which was straight into the camp walls and she squeaked and stepped backwards, chuckling to herself before turning and sitting down at the very edge of the clearing and waiting for anything to happen. Her fathers were out doing warrior duties and her siblings were sleeping, so she was forced to wait for something excited- she was not in a state to be seeking her own adventures.