dionysus |
August 10th, 2017 08:30 PM |
Re: RiverClan Nursery
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Originally Posted by Zero to Hero
(Post 349561)
Coastkit, having been pre-occupied with his small tumble back into the nest, let out a squeal as he caught sight of his sister mid-leap and heading straight for him. She was fast, and there wouldn't have been enough time for him to move if he had wanted to. At impact, he let out a huge oof, his sister landing squarely onto his chest. If he had tried such a move, he would've missed; most likely overshot his target. However, he wouldn't know about his lack of natural skill until moons from now; seeing such natural skill in others wouldn't bother him until then. His giggling only increased as he struggled to 'fight' off his attacker, his eyes wide with happiness and excitement. It was this kind of interactment that would lead to his sister being his best friend for life; and Coastkit couldn't get enough of it. Being slightly bigger than his only littermate, he had a slight advantage in the wrestling category, but very obviously didn't know how to use that advantage to help himself. Instead of trying to roll them so that he'd squish her and pin her down, like anyone else would naturally do, he just used his too-large paws to bat at Tumblekit's ears.
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"Haha, Gotcha!" Tumblekit crowed as she landed on her brother, reveling in his 'oof.' The thrill of the "battle" shone in her eyes and beat wildly in her chest. Their little battle made Tumblekit so happy, despite the fact that she was just woken up. She knew she'd always love her brother, and wouldn't be able to bear hurting him, hence the sheathed claws as they tussled in the nest. Coastkit was larger than Tumblekit and always would be, but as of that moment as kits, he didn't know how to use it. She wasn't aware of the extent of her own talents either, she simply leaped and happily, always hit her target. Coastkit's large paws swinging at her made her eyes widen and she dodged a few. Then, one of his paws caught her and she squealed, pulling back. Giggling, the young molly batted her own, smaller paws at her brother. After slinging her paws at Coastkit a few times, Tumblekit leapt off of her brother, dodging his paws and tucking in to role across the mossy floor and bounce to her paws.
The move was clumsy and she almost fell over, but the kit managed to remain on her paws. Bits of moss was interlaced with her sleek seal point patterned fur and bits of fur stuck out at all angles, but a happy smile shone from her face, showing the fact that she didn't care at all. Tumblekit looked around, noting the absence of their mother. "Coastkit!" She exclaimed, her blue eyes widening with her brilliant idea, "Mom's not here! Let's sneak out into the clearing!" Being only a moon old, Tumblekit and Coastkit hadn't been allowed out of the nursery yet. What better way to see the camp for the first time than to sneak out while their mother was away?
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