Quietkit lay spread put on her side in her nest, soaking in the sparse rays of sunlight that filtered into the nursery. The tiny, stick thin kit lacked the energy to get up and play like the other kits. Not that playing with other kits was any fun witout her siblings anyways. Only her siblings could understand her, given that none of the other kits in the nursery could understand her signs and gestures.
Flicking the tip of her tail, Quietkit exhaled softly, a stray feather shuddered with the slight breeze, and Quietkit eyed it with vague interest before closing her eyes. She wanted to reach out and grab it, but her paws seemed so heavy… She opened her eyes half way, the world hazy and out of focus since her eyes werent fully open. It looked quite interestinglike this, and Quietkit tried to see if she could correctly make out shapes like this. It was a lot more conveniant than haing to drag herself out of the nest.
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SpiritedWarrior