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Originally Posted by Rosemew
@ Cosmo
Timberkit jumped around, pouncing on thin air. The light brown kit looked around for his friend, Doekit. |
Doekit found himself sitting in corners often, and today was no exception. He was a shy, quiet type and was most certainly not social. It wasn't that he didn't like cats, he just always got a feeling cats didn't like him. His mother, his uncle, his sisters, he knew they loved him very much, but others he wasn't so sure. They liked to ask him questions about him. His least favorite subject was him. Doekit's eye caught on one tom he knew liked him, or at least he thought liked him. "Timberkit!" he called, but his voice was so soft that it didn't come out very loudly, "Timberkit!"