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Minkkit
She/Her

Minkkit had opened her eyes .. an hour ago, perharps. Nearly white they were, a blue so light with a silvery tinge that one would think she was blind. Minkkit was not blind, in fact, but looking at light made her squirm with some sort of apprehension. Today, though, she was not to venture out and explore camp for the first time, nor did she have to look towards the light. Sky blue hues prying open, the runt of the litter peered through half-lidded eyes at the bundles of fluff that were her supposed family. There was mum, the big puffy grey cat. And then big sissy, who was also just a litter version of mum. Little-mum. Next came... Hm, Minkkit couldn't remember his name, but it was Fish-something. Fish-face would do. And then Flouncekit.

But... Where was Flouncekit? That was his name, right? It was something like that, anyway, and Minkkit couldn't remember very well. One sweep of her surroundings had her gaze land on a small lump in the moss, and the snow-white she-kit reached out a petite paw to poke at it.

[ @xavier. - Flintkit | You know I couldn't resist. And.. I swear Mink will correct herself on calling Raccoon 'pa' or 'dad' instead of 'mum' later when she finds out lool ]