[Captain]

Originally Posted by duCky

Bumblekit

"I... I'm Bumblekit", he mewed nervously, cautiously looking around as he spoke. If Brightkit saw that others were staring, or if she knew about him at all, he was doomed. He needed to think of a distraction fast.


"Wait! Look! There's a mossball over there", he exclaimed, running over to it and tossing it away from the crowd. With so many kits, not having to join a group to get a mossball was somewhat of a rare occurrence. He had been saved. Not only would he not have to ask someone else, but mossball rarely involved any physical interaction, so the chances of him squishing someone on accident was basically impossible. He smiled, maybe this won't be so bad after all.

(Sorry this took so long! I didn't realize it had been three days already!)

☼ Brightkit (she/her) ☼

➢ “Pleased to meet you, Bumblekit,” The bold shekit meowed, standing up straight and tilting her head to the side, “Is something the mat-” She had noticed the large Thunderclan tomkit peering around cautiously, wondering what was stirring him up so much. However, before Brightkit could even finish her question, her new companion had already scampered off to another part of the nursery, exclaiming about a mossball. The tortoiseshell kitten didn’t know much of anything outside the nursery and truth be told, she didn’t really care to learn much about it right now - remembering the last time she had ventured outside. She shook her head at the recent memory, knowing Brightkit was supposed to be brave and strong! Her family probably counted on her to be. Plus, she still had to befriend Bumblekit.

Watching with curious eyes as the other kitten tossed a mossball away from the others in the nursery and over to where she was, Brightkit soon went forward and caught it with her small paws. “Mossball, eh?” The green-eyed shekit remarked with a laugh, “Well, alright then! You get right to the point! I like it.” To no surprise, anyone could tell right off the back that Brightkit was a talkative individual, not shy about saying what she thought and doing what she likes. “We’ll start off slow and then pick up the pace as the game goes on,” She said excitedly before swatting the ball of moss back over to him, her ears twitching. The young shekit looked at Bumblekit, curious to see what he'd do. Everyone played differently, after all.